Bound By His Desire (14 page)

The ride was over too quickly for Pam, and the day was drawing to a close. Nick had taken her to all the major tourists points and she didn’t want it to end.

Pam stood and watched as the carriage drove away with another lot of visitors on board.

‘Thanks, Nick, for making this day so unbelievable.’

‘My pleasure, I’ve enjoyed it too. How about we go to the top of 30 Rock now?’

As much as she didn’t want the day to end, tiredness seeped into her bones. What she really wanted to do was go back and relax at the apartment.

‘As much as I’d love to do that, I think I’m all toured out. Would you mind if we went back to the apartment? It’s not too far away is it?’

‘No, home’s not far. Come on, we’ll get takeout tonight.’

Letting instinct take over, Pam went up on tiptoe and laid a soft kiss on Nick’s lips. ‘Sounds perfect.’

She went to move away from him but Nick pulled her closer and took her lips with his. The touch and taste intoxicating, and she didn’t think she would ever tire of it. Would she have the courage to take things further tonight? Take a chance and attempt to seduce him?

She wound her arms around his neck and opened her mouth wider to tentatively touch her tongue to his. The moment their tongues met, Nick pulled away and immediately Pam wished she’d hadn’t been so impulsive. Clearly she’d done it wrong, and he wasn’t turned on but turned off by her actions.

‘I’m sorry,’ she mumbled and turned away, wishing she had more experience when it came to men and what turned them on. Wayne hadn’t exactly been the best teacher.

Nick grabbed her hand again and stopped her movement. ‘Pam, believe me when I say I want you.’ He reached out and ran a finger down her cheek. ‘I’m not sure the middle of street is the best place to show you how much I want you. Let’s go home.’

Pam ran her finger across the spines of the Blu-rays Nick had lined up neatly in the drawer of his entertainment unit. There was nothing there that appealed to her. Most of them were action movies. There were some foreign martial arts movies mixed in. While she enjoyed the odd action movie, tonight she was looking for something that didn’t require too much thinking, and most of the movies required her to pay attention so she didn’t miss the major turning points.

‘Anything take your fancy?’

‘Umm,’ she paused and continued looking.

‘Too many action movies and not enough chick flicks?’ Nick had squatted down next to her, his words were spoken close to her ear. She tried to suppress the shiver attempting to ripple through her, but it wouldn’t be denied. She could turn her head and his lips would brush up against her cheek. Then it would only take another little turn and then their lips would meet.

‘It’s to be expected. After all, you live alone. Why would you have any movies that appealed to women?’ Not that she imagined Nick spent too many nights watching movies. She was pretty sure he’d take his dates out for dinner, and when he brought them back home, watching a movie was the last thing he and his date would be doing.

‘I could check to see what’s on cable? Maybe there’s a movie playing that would interest you.’

The more he spoke, the more his words fired her body to life. There was only one thing she was interested in doing and that was getting Nick into bed with her. If only she had the confidence to turn and push him to the ground and take what she wanted.

Instead of reaching for Nick, she pushed the drawer in and rested back on her haunches. ‘We could do that.’

‘Actually I have a better idea,’ Nick responded, as he stood and pulled out another drawer. He extracted something, and moments later soft music filled the room. ‘How about we dance? Seeing as you missed out last night.’

Words were impossible so she gave a quick nod as her answer. He reached down and pulled her into his arms, clasping his arms loosely around her waist. Pam laid her head on his chest and her hands were resting on his shoulders as they slowly swayed to the music.

Nick’s hands trailed up and down her back, their movement intoxicating, relaxing her until, with a sigh, she moved her hands from his shoulders to his back and her eyes closed gently while savouring the feeling of being in Nick’s arms.

One song led into another and another. They hadn’t moved from where they’d been when the dancing had started. Nick’s fingers had found the bottom of her top and tickled her skin. His lips were brushing her hair and Pam had a feeling dancing wasn’t going to be on his mind for much longer. Excitement sizzled through her, reminding her of the times when she was a child waking up on Christmas morning to see if Santa had been.

She leaned back slightly to look at Nick. His eyes were half closed in what she could only assume was desire. The excitement that had only seconds ago fired her blood had quickly transformed to nerves. What would happen next?

‘Nick?’

His lips closed over hers, halting the words she was planning on blurting out. They moved confidently over hers, sweeping away her nerves as if he’d sensed her apprehension all along. His teeth nibbled on her bottom lip, encouraging her to open up beneath him. She couldn’t deny his wish. She moved her hands to the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up so that, at last, she could touch the muscles that had been tempting her for so long.

No sooner had she achieved her goal than she was scooped up in his arms and her hands slipped out from beneath his shirt. She grabbed onto his shoulders, their mouths clinging to each other, as they made their way from the living room down the hall towards Nick’s bedroom. He paused before entering his room and broke their kiss.

‘Is this what you want, Pam?’ He spoke softly against her cheek. ‘Because, even though it would kill me, I’ll take you to your room right now.’

The fact that he took the time to make sure she wanted to take the next step with him endeared him to her more than he already had.

Here was her chance to halt things if she wanted to. She knew if she didn’t go forward with Nick, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Was she ready?

Nick held his breath waiting to see what Pam’s answer would be. It wouldn’t kill him if she said no, but he’d be disappointed. It had been so hard to keep his hands to himself all throughout dinner. She’d sat on the couch eating her Chinese food and all he’d wanted to do was take it from her and devour her.

Would she say yes?

As her tongue flicked out to moisten her lips his groin tightened, imagining what that tongue could do to him.

‘There’s no pressure, Pam. Whatever you decide I won’t think or feel any differently towards you. I may need a cold shower.’ He lowered his head again and placed a gentle kiss upon her luscious lips. ‘Whatever you want or ne — ’

A soft finger stopped anything else he was about to say. ‘Yes, Nick.’

‘Yes Nick, what?’

‘Yes, I want this.’

He needed to hear no more, he shouldered his way through the door while kissing Pam again. Once he got to the edge of his bed, he stopped and slid her down his body until she was flush against him. He wanted to make the moment last. Savour each taste and touch. Imprint it on his memory so that when it was all over he could relive the moment over and over again.

Nick smoothed his arms down hers until their fingertips met. He lost himself in the pools of shimmering emerald shining out of her eyes. Hiding in the green depths he could see the nerves, and her convulsive swallowing confirmed his thoughts: this was a new situation for her. He wondered, briefly, if she’d never been with a man before. It didn’t matter to him. His plans were to take his time, no matter how painful that would be for him.

With infinite care, his fingers left hers and went to her waist, slipping his fingers under her top. The earlier touches of her soft skin had left him craving for more. Now he was going to fulfil those longings and desires. He grasped the hem and slowly lifted it up until he had it over her head. He dropped the fabric to the floor. Her breasts were encased in a pale pink lace bra, the scalloped edging cupping them like his hands would be in a moment. He traced a finger around the soft fabric as his eyes connected back with Pam’s. They were turning a deeper green and the apprehension he saw there previously was fading. He enveloped her in his embrace, and took possession of her lips again.

Her hands had moved to his shirt, fumbling with the buttons, but once she had them undone he had to relinquish his hold on her so he could shrug out of his shirt. While his hands were free he undid his jeans and stepped out of both his jeans and briefs. His body vibrated to life at Pam’s tentative touch on his waist. Deciding he wanted her lying underneath him, naked, he set to work on her jeans and got them off her, leaving her only in her lingerie. He wanted to relish the slow removal of the last barrier of clothing. He once again picked her up, all the while keepings his lips fused to hers, his erection jutting against her bottom, tormenting him with the need to sink into her pliant flesh.

He placed her on the bed, reaching a hand out to the bedside table, where he opened a drawer and extracted a foil packet. Once he’d dealt with the protection, he lay down beside her.

‘You are so beautiful, sweetheart.’ His hand roamed over her belly, the muscles beneath quivering with each millimetre of skin he grazed.

His lips followed the trail of his fingers; her skin tasted sweet, like the juiciest strawberry. As his tongue traced the seam of her lace panties, she started in surprise. He changed direction and headed back towards her breast. He could taste her later, they had all night. He wasn’t going to rush her with actions she wasn’t ready for.

His hands reached underneath her and undid her bra. He scraped the fabric off her and threw it to the ground. He cupped her breasts in his hands, smoothing his thumb over her nipples. She moaned at the touch so he did it again. Her hips moved restlessly. He took a nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, while his other hand slipped beneath the fabric of her panties. He teased the curls before taking hold of the band and pulling them down her legs. She was at last exposed to him, and he relinquished her nipple so he could lift himself and get his first full look of a naked Pam.

Her eyes were squeezed shut and she was nibbling on her bottom lip. The action caused his already hard cock to harden even more.

‘Sweetheart, open your eyes.’

He waited until her eyelids lifted before he spoke again. He rested his hand on her belly. ‘You still with me?’

She nodded.

‘Good.’

He moved his hand from her belly back to between her legs. His fingers found her moist centre and stroked gently. His lips landed on hers once again. Her hands gripped his shoulders. Her nails digging in every time he teased her sensitive bud. Her responses were so free and real. He’d forgotten how pleasurable it was to make love with someone who was not doing it with an ulterior motive in mind.

He sunk a finger into her and her inner muscles clamped onto it in shock. He stilled his movements, and the moment her body relaxed into him he moved it gently, teasing her until her head was moving from side to side and little moans were coming from her.

Nick removed his hand and shifted his body so he lay over her. He kept his weight on his forearms as he rested his thickening length between her legs. He caught her lips with his, and giving her an opened-mouth kiss, she answered with the thrust of her tongue. He lowered his body fractionally, bringing his cock closer to her centre. He really wanted to thrust into her and make her his own, the urge so strong he knew controlling it was imperative or he’d frighten her away.

He kept his lips against hers, nipping at them until she moaned, and then he moved his hand back between her thighs. Stroking again to rebuild the sensations within her. Her hips lifted as he stroked, each time teasing his erection until he almost burst.

Nick took her nipple in his mouth as he spread her folds, ready for him to take possession of her. Her little moans were getting louder and the slickness on his fingers told him she was more than ready.

He braced himself on his hands on either side of her shoulders. He nudged her legs a bit further apart and, applying a little pressure, slowly entered her tight channel. Her body tensed around him and Pam had gone from being relaxed to more tense than a steel pipe. He pulled out and kissed her again. He wondered if his suspicion was correct — would he be Pam’s first lover?

It empowered him to know he was going to introduce her to the miracles of what a man and woman could do together.

He laid his forehead against hers. ‘Relax, sweetheart, I’m not going to hurt you. Trust me.’

He rolled their bodies so Pam was lying on top of him. He hoped the position would give her the confidence she needed to feel comfortable with what they were about to do. Nick had no doubt in his mind he was going to make love to Pam tonight. If it took hours, he didn’t care. He finally had her in his bed.

He nibbled gently on her earlobe, moving his hips gently against hers. Pam arched her neck, enabling him to nip and lick the soft flesh of her neck. With every touch of his lips on her skin he could feel the tension seeping slowly out of her. Her body relaxed against his hard length, which stirred at the connection between them.

He rolled again so they lay on their sides facing each other. Her eyes were luminous green, glowing with a mixture of desire and fear. He wanted to wipe that fear away.

While looking into her eyes he trailed his hand, brushing her nipple lightly before tangling in her curls. He stroked her flesh lightly, tempting her to move her hips into his hands. He increased his pace when her hips answered the challenge. Her eyelids drooped and her mouth opened as the breath rushed out of her. He could watch her all night as he got to learn her body and know what she liked and what made her body sing.

The tension built again in her body, but this time it wasn’t from nerves; it was from the onset of an orgasm. She moved her hips restlessly against his fingers. He wanted to bury himself so deeply in her it hurt.

With one last stroke of his finger she burst apart in his arms. While her body was still pulsing with her first release he rolled her onto her back and once again, entered her body. As her muscles pulsed around him with the remnants of her orgasm he almost let his load go. He pulled out and then sunk in again, a little deeper. He encountered the resistance of her flesh.