Chapter twenty six

" Nick? " Crystal asked. Her voice breathy and low. Edged with the wanting and desire that had consumed her completely. Nick spared a second to glance at her. Then he leaned in and sucked her nipple into his mouth. She arched her back. Her eyes closing voluntarily. Urging her to focus on the pleasure she was receiving.
Nick sucked as much of her breast as he could into his mouth. Then he reached up and cupped the other in his hand. Rolling and tugging her nipple as thoughts of everything he'd been dreaming of doing to her flooded his mind.
" Oh God... Nick... " she moaned and he wanted to hear more of that sound. He gently scraped his teeth across the pebbled tip. Crystal felt the pleasure begin to build up at her center. And she squeezed her thighs together with the intention of easing it. But then Nick held her knees and pulled her to the edge of the island, spreading her legs apart before he occupied the space between them.
All he knew was that he wanted her, he wanted her more than he had ever wanted anyone else in his entire life.
" Wh.. What if someone comes? " she found the will to ask. And he dug his hand into her hair rewarding her with another breathtaking kiss.
" Let them, " was all he said. He couldn't care less about what happened as long as he was able to touch her.
He leaned in to her ear while his hands found hers and he laced their fingers together, pinning them on the surface.
" Tell me what you want me to do, "
He wanted her to spell it out. He wanted to hear every detail she would share. And he kissed the space between her breasts as he waited for her reply. Then he went lower ,placing soft kisses down the flat expanse of her belly until he came to where the nightdress had gathered before he looked up at her.
" Tell me, " he repeated. She knew what she wanted him to do. She could picture all of it in her head. But the words were way past her. He sensed her discomfort, and he wanted to take advantage of it.
So he walked around the island and stood behind her. Pulling her to him. The surface was cold but Crystal hardly paid attention to it as she leaned against his bare chest.
" Where do you want me to touch you? " he hoarsely asked against her ear. She could feel the moisture as it formed at her center. Then she felt his hand as he trailed it down her arm.
" Here? " he asked and she shook her head.
" Then where? "
she took his hand in hers, and led it to her still aching breasts. They felt heavier with the wanton need he had created in her. He rolled the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. She whimpered, grinding her teeth together as a way of maintaining control. She knew that if she made too much noise, someone would wake up and probably decide to investigate the source.
" Where else? " he asked as he continued the pleasure fueled assault. His cock still painfully hard. Throbbing as it basically called for her. She went to take his hand again and lightly place it on her center but he pulled it away.
" No. " he held her chin and angled her to look back and face him.
" Tell me. "
She parted her lips. Unaware of why she was finding it so hard to say it. Perhaps it was out of modesty, or maybe it was the timidness he always made her feel whenever he was close. His grey eyes trying to remain glued to her face. Because if looked down at her exposed breasts again there was no telling where this would go.
" I....I want.. " he waited for her to finish, urging her to go on. Crystal bit her lip and diverted her eyes elsewhere. Anywhere else.
" Just say it Crystal, where? "
She wondered why he was so intent on hearing her admit it. But she was getting restless and she was beginning to feel as if she would go mad if he didn't touch her. So she looked at him. She leveled her gaze with his despite how challenging it was.
" I want you to.. to touch my.... my... "
" Go on, "
" ..My pussy, "
That's all he wanted to hear. She had barely whispered it but he had heard it loud and clear. And it made him lose whatever ounce of control he had been holding onto. He reached down and placed his hand on her center, massaging her before he pushed the lace aside to give him access to her opening.
He used his fingers to part her sleek folds. And Crystal moaned, her head resting on his chest as she sat there. On the island, with him behind her as he stroked her. Purposely avoiding her clit. And she wanted more. As she made those whimpering soft sounds which had been tormenting him since the last time he'd touched her so intimately.
" Ah.. yes, I need.. " he entered two fingers inside her opening and she cried out his name. Then he started a rhythm, entering and retracting his fingers as he used his other hand to play with her breasts,. And Crystal followed his tune, grinding herself against his hand as she asked for more. But although he wanted that as well, his conscience began speaking reason. He could hear it as a distant voice at the back of his head.
Asking him whether that was really what he wanted. To fuck her in a kitchen in the middle of the night then go on his way. It didn't feel right. She meant more to him than that. And he wanted the first time he fucked her to be memorable. It might sound like a crude word but there was no other way he could bring himself to define it. Because if he used other words then he would be admitting that there was more to this than there actually was.
He wanted to fuck her. And he would. He wanted to bury himself so deeply inside her that once he was done, she would not be able to stand the thought of him not being inside her.
Crystal noticed that he had stopped. Her head woozy and her pussy still aching. She placed her hand on his, she wanted him to finish up what he had started. But he removed his hand. Then he walked around to stand in front of her. His chest heaving. She saw the tent formed by his cock and she wanted to reach out and touch it. She wanted to touch all of him. To hold him in her hand and stroke his length.
Then Nick placed his forehead on hers. Raising her nightdress to cover her up. She wondered what was going on.
" What's wrong? "
" Listen, " he began in that husky voice.
" We can't do this, not here. Not now, " he couldn't believe he was actually having this conversation.
Neither could she.
But the only other option was to walk out and leave her there. And he could not picture himself doing that. Because she would be hurt and for some strange reason, he could not tolerate that thought.
Crystal wanted to ask him what he meant. Or what had happened. He had been so into it just seconds before and now it was as if a switch had been clicked off in his head. And she was still desperately aroused.
" Why? " was all she could manage to ask. And he placed his hand on her nape. Something was going on with him, making him want to... hold her. He wanted to carry her to his room and pleasure her. Then he simply wanted to hold her. And that scared him, because he knew where those thoughts were leading to.
" Because we can't, " was all he said. Then he forced himself to take a step back.
" So you're just going to leave me here and walk away? Just like that? " she asked. Her tone sounding desperate. Like a plea.
Nick fisted his hand. Then he stepped back to where she was, unsure of what he was planning to do. Crystal flickered her eyes across his face. Then he leaned in and kissed her forehead. It was the butterfly of all kisses. Sweet and gentle. And in it there were words that remained unsaid, but that he managed to portray in the action. ' Forgive me ' They seemed to tell her. And just as she had feared, he turned and left the room.
Again.