“Oh, Nick.” “Does it feel good?” I nodded. “Good.” He continued to touch until it was nearly too much. I clutched at his upper arms with both my hands, squeezing. “Maybe we should see what else you aren’t wearing,” Nicholas said, then. He held onto one breast with one hand, while his other l
I passed out from the intensity of the pleasure. When I reawakened some time later, I was bundled up in Nicholas’s arms, resting against his chest. I was entirely surrounded with warmth, and contentment swirled within me. Never in my life had I felt so satisfied and safe. Nicholas kissed the top
I was speechless. I didn’t want to believe Veronica could have been involved in such a dark thing as the underground organization but the evidence was clear on her ribs. She lowered her sweater, hiding the tattoo again, but it was seared into my mind now. It was exactly the same in size and placemen
Together, Nicholas and I stumbled into his room. We had trouble moving, since we couldn’t keep our hands off of one another. As soon as the door closed behind us, Nicholas worked at the fasteners of my dress, not content until the offending garment was removed from me and forming wrinkles on the gro
Bridget. The girl that Julian had said he loved who Nicholas had stolen away from him. This girl in the picture, wearing a bright smile, wedged between Julian and Nicholas, was her. A younger version than who she was now, but at least I finally had a face to place with the name. Even as a young
Nicholas Piper wanted to distance her heart. She felt she was too close to me. She needed space before she could kiss me again, or touch me, or let me please her the way I wanted to. I understood her feelings. I knew as well as she did that we could never be together. But… to be apart from her l
“It’s not a fault to be dependable,” I said. “It is if it makes you immovable. You have to be more willing to be wrong.” I closed my mouth and glared at him. As usual, my sharp looks seemed to bounce right off of him without taking hold. “Come on,” Julian began walking. He didn’t look back, ex
The next morning, as Elva played with her toys, I sat and drank tea with Charlotte and Mark. Per the competition rules, I wasn’t allowed to watch television to keep up to date with current events, but Charlotte and Mark were, and oftentimes, we would sit, just like this, and go over the thoughts a