Big Nick Energy (Tales from Hamilton University)

Chapter 5

Five

“… a nd that’s why the Wasps are taking it this year,” Amir continued shouting. “Tell ‘em, Jason!”

“About what? About the Wasps?” Jason asked as he loudly entered the room. “The Wasps put a beating on the Beagles—oh! And speaking of a beating, I see we have Asha and Nick in the building.”

“Cut that shit out,” Nick replied with a shake of his head.

Jason dapped Nick up and then took my hand. “If anything ever goes sideways with him, just know that I’ll kick his ass for you.”

“Thank you,” I giggled.

“Back to my announcements,” Amir called out. “My third point…”

“I’m sorry about that,” Nick uttered as the conversations loudly swirled around us.

“About Jason?” I shook my head. “It’s fine. He’s ridiculous.”

Nick and the rest of the members of the frat were tuned in and listening intently to the announcements and plans. I was focused on the way Nick’s thumb grazed the top of my ass as he held me. I was captivated by the way he’d sneak glances at me and my body. I was seduced by the way his dick seemed to stir under me every time I shifted in his lap.

A laugh rumbled through the crowd, pulling me from my trance and I noticed the amount of people filling the room. Everyone had poured in from elsewhere in the house, making the living room a few degrees warmer. I realized there were more people in the house than I realized. I also realized a good amount of time had passed.

Damn. Nick was right.

It had to be at least fifteen minutes and Amir was still talking.

I felt like I was at a business meeting and not a party.

Suddenly a loud whirring sound filled the air and then everything went black. Lots of alarmed noises, a few screams, and a general air of confusion swirled around.

“We blew a fuse,” a deep voice called out.

“Where’s the fuse box?” someone else asked.

“How the fuck should I know?” Amir responded. “We got here this morning.”

The argument in the dark was amusing.

It was pitch black in the house except for a few people who were using their cell phones for light. My head was on a swivel trying to see what was going on. The sound of people moving and shifting around, looking for the problem was actually creating more chaos. People were laughing and talking as they bumped into each other, the walls, the DJ equipment, the furniture.

“You okay?” Nick asked me in a husky whisper.

My eyes were starting to adjust to the darkness, and I could see the outline of Nick’s handsome face. “I’m good,” I assured him. “You okay?”

He nodded and his head brushed my arm. “Yeah.”

From the way his head was resting on my arm, I could tell it was tilted upward. If I leaned down a few inches, our mouths would touch. I wanted him to kiss me so bad that I could feel myself being drawn to his.

“Asha,” he exhaled my name in such a way that I knew he was trying to seduce me.

And it was working.

I licked my lips. “Yes?”

“I think you’re going to have to get up.”

I froze. “Oh!” I started to push myself up. “Am I too heavy? Am I hurting you? I’m sorry.”

He held me tighter, preventing me from getting off him. “No. That’s not why.”

I stared at him curiously. It was too dark for him to see the confusion on my face.

He moved forward so his face was so close to mine that I could feel each breath he took. He lowered his voice. “I’m trying to be a gentleman and the gentlemanly thing to do is to clear my mind of the thoughts that I’ve been having about you.” He moved fractionally and his lips just barely grazed my chin as he continued. “And it’s hard to do that with your sexy ass moving in my lap.”

“Oh?” I shifted my weight, moving my leg against his dick and forcing my hard nipples to brush against him.

His head dipped down, his fingers flexed against me, and it felt like he was restraining himself from nuzzling my breasts. When he lifted his chin and our faces were less than an inch apart, he licked his lips. “You’re teasing me.”

I swallowed hard. “Do you want me to get up?”

He grabbed my head and held it in place. “No.” He leaned in, his lips lightly brushing mine. “That’s the opposite of what I want.”

My heart, stomach and pussy fluttered at the same time. The kiss, albeit brief, was electric.

He kissed me again but that time I was ready for it. My eyes closed and I gave into everything that’d been building all night. I moved my mouth in sync with his and just as his tongue met mine, music and cheers rang in my ears.

The power had been restored.

We pulled apart and my lashes fluttered open to find Nick gazing up at me. His dark brown eyes were hazy with lust.

“Will you show me where the bathroom is?” I whispered.

He nodded. “I got you.”

Instead of waiting for Amir to start talking again, the DJ started playing a hype song that got everyone to their feet. I climbed out of Nick’s lap and we both rose to our feet. Taking my hand in his, he led me through a throng of bodies. We climbed the stairs and there were only a handful of people on the second floor of the house. We went down a hallway to a bedroom at the end of the hall.

“There’s a bathroom in here,” he said quietly, closing the door behind us.

I stopped in the middle of the room as he moved toward the door in the corner. “Whose room is this?” I wondered.

“I don’t think anyone claimed it.”

I stared at his strong back and wide shoulders as he walked.

After he knocked, he checked inside to make sure the bathroom was empty. “All clear.” His eyes swept up and down my body as he made his way back toward me. “Is this okay?”

“Yes.”

“Good,” he said before grabbing my face and crashing his mouth into mine.

The kiss downstairs was soft, sweet, and sexy. It was a great first kiss. But as his mouth covered mine, I knew he had been holding back downstairs. Kissing him wasn’t just hot and sexy. It was incredibly intoxicating, and I’d never been so turned on in my life.

He pulled me in fast, but the kiss was slow and deep. Letting him take lead, I was putty in his hands. Our tongues became better acquainted as my arms circled his neck. Pressing my body against his, he kissed me deeper and harder. One of his hands left my face and slid down the side of my body before gripping my hip. I could feel his restraint and the way he was holding himself back from grabbing my ass. Just feeling that, knowing that , made me so wet.

Leaning into him, I felt his erection against my belly and everything in my lower body clenched. It wasn’t like the discrete bulge I felt when I was sitting in his lap in the middle of a crowded room.

Nick was hard.

I found myself holding onto his shoulders and grinding myself against him as the kiss got deeper. The desire I felt for him was so intense, I felt overwhelmed by it. I moaned into his mouth.

He broke the kiss, pulling away slightly. “Mm.” Licking his lips, he zeroed in on my hardened nipples. He ran his hand over the large outline straining against the fabric of his pants and then put a little more space between us. “Asha.” He said my name like a sexy exhale.

The desire was evident in his face, his words, and the way he looked at me. I felt his gaze leisurely coast down my body and my breath hitched. He wanted me as bad as I wanted him. Squeezing my thighs together wasn’t dulling the ache.

I wanted him.

He exhaled audibly. “I was just supposed to be showing you where the bathroom is. Yet…”

“I have a confession,” I murmured.

“You don’t have to use the bathroom?” he guessed.

I shook my head. “I just needed a minute.”

“Take all the time you need.” He gestured to the bed. “Sit. Relax.”

I immediately sat on the edge of the bed, resting my feet. I kicked my right leg out so the wrap skirt fell open and exposed my thigh. “I felt like I was at a work meeting downstairs.”

“I told you Amir can talk.” He chuckled before taking a seat in the chair across from the bed. “That man don’t shut up.”

“Even with Professor Amir’s lecture, I’ve had a good time with you. It’s been nice getting to know you today.” I felt a nervous flutter in my belly, but I pushed past it for the sake of transparency. “Back in the day, I admired you from afar so to get to know you and see that we have so much in common has been a pleasure.”

“The pleasure is all mine. Truly.” He ran his hand over his chiseled jaw. “I enjoy your company.”

I grinned. “Good. I’m glad to hear it.”

“I’m serious. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been here for this long. I would’ve shown up, called for the meeting to start and been back at the hotel.” He paused. “But there’s something about you.”

My head cocked to the side as I stared across the room.

“So why are you way over there?” I wondered.

Holding my gaze, he leaned forward and rested his forearms on his knees. I watched his eyes zero in on my lips as I licked them. “Because I don’t trust myself next to you on that bed.”

“Why not?” The question came out faint and melodious.

“You make me feel reckless,” he uttered, rubbing his hands together. “You’re beautiful. I noticed that when I bumped into you at the hotel. Then I talked to you at the library and found out how you’re smart, funny, interesting, and sexy. And then we got here, and I realized it’s everything about you. You’re…” A small smile tugged at his lips. “It’s not often I find myself wanting to talk to or be around someone like this. So, when I do, I take notice,” he concluded.

I was momentarily speechless.

“I’m glad you noticed,” I replied finally.

“You’re worth noticing,” he uttered. “That’s why I said I can’t sit next to you on that bed. Everything about you makes me want you.”

My lower body clenched as a reaction to what I’d just heard. It wasn’t just his words. It was the way he was looking at me like if I gave him the green light, he’d fuck me senseless.

I was soaked.

I needed to choose my words carefully because I didn’t want to sound as desperate for his dick as I was.

“I want you, too,” I blurted out breathlessly.

Smooth.

He smirked before dropping his head and exhaling deeply. “Asha…” He rose to his feet and my eyes went directly to his dick print.

I swallowed hard. “Yes?”

“Do you understand what I mean when I say you make me feel reckless?” he asked in a low tone as he ambled toward me.

I tore my eyes away from his impressive print and fixated on his handsome face. I placed my hands slightly behind me, palms down and I shook my head.

“I mean that being alone in this room is making things hard enough. Being on a bed next to you…” He ran his tongue from one corner of his mouth to the other. “I should take you on a proper date before being on a bed next to you.”

“Are you sure?” My voice was barely a whisper.

“Asha…” He reached out, his fingers lightly brushed my cheek, traveling down my chin until wrapping around my throat. “The only thing I’m sure about is the fact that I want to strip you out of everything except those fucking heels and then kiss, touch, taste, and fuck every inch of you.”

A moan slipped out of me.

His words had my heart thudding in my chest. The slight pressure he applied created a flutter in my gut. The combination of it all turned my insides into mush.

I lightly cleared my throat. “I’m not opposed to that.”

“You’re not opposed?”

His closeness was starting to affect me.

Bending down, his face was an inch from mine. I was overwhelmed, but I maintained eye contact.

“No,” I whispered breathily. “I’m not.”

When his lips touched mine, a slow, sexy heat spread through my body. His kiss pushed me back and his lips overpowered me. As I reclined on the bed, I wrapped my arms around his neck to pull him with me. Never breaking the kiss, he used his arms to hold himself up so his full weight wouldn’t be on me.

“Asha,” he groaned, pulling out of the kiss slightly. “What are you doing to me?”

“Anything you want,” I panted into his waiting mouth.

He dropped to his forearms causing more of his weight to pin my body down. The bulge in his pants became more real as it pressed into my thigh. That contact reverberated through us both. He let out a low, rumbling groan and deepened the kiss.

I stirred at the sound.

Feeling emboldened, I snaked my right hand between us and over his crotch.

Ripping his lips from mine, he shifted to the right so that he was on his side next to me. His breathing was ragged as he stared at me.

My hand froze momentarily.

Holding his gaze, I slid my fingers over the thick erection confined beneath his pants. I watched his expression as he closed his eyes and allowed me to trace the outline of his print. He let out a shaky breath before moving my hand, kissing the back of it and then trapping it under him. He took my left hand and secured it under my head.

Tracing his fingertips down the side of my face and then my neck, he whispered, “Asha, you heard me say that you make me feel reckless, didn’t you?”

My chest heaved as I stared up at him.

Lust and restraint had his brown eyes dark as his fingers approached the swell of my breasts. “So why would you tease me like that?” He dragged his fingers over my taut nipples. “What are you trying to do?”

His intense gaze burned into me as he waited for me to respond. I bit my bottom lip as he toyed with my hard peaks. “Anything you want,” I murmured.

He licked his lips before making a path from my chest over my belly and then resting at the apex of my thighs. “Anything,” he repeated as he parted the skirt. His palm kneaded my thick thighs as he let the word float between us.

I opened my legs a little wider. “Anything.”

He slid two fingers over the material covering my pussy and my entire body twitched desirously. “You’re already wet for me?”

There were two articles of clothing between his finger and my bare flesh, yet it didn’t feel like it. His touch penetrated the fabric, and the satin made it easy for him to build the tension in my clit.

“Nick,” I gasped.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.

My breathing became more ragged. “No.”

“Good girl.” He unsnapped the first button and then the second that secured the bodysuit. “Do you want me to touch you here?” He made deliciously slow circles against my soaked panties.

My eyes closed. “Yes.”

“Is that why you were teasing me?” He planted a kiss against my ear and then my cheek. “Look at me. Is that why you were teasing me, Asha?”

I forced my eyes to meet his. “Yes.”

“Do you want me to make you cum?”

My heart was thumping against my chest. “Yes.”

“Is that why your pussy is so wet for me?”

“Yessssssssssssssssss.” As I answered, his fingers slipped underneath the satin and grazed my bare flesh. “Nic?—!”

His name muffled on my lips as he crashed his mouth into mine. As soon as our tongues collided, he slid his fingers through my wet slit and strummed my waiting clit, circling it methodically. His touch, his words, his scent, and years of pent-up desire rushed me to the edge of my orgasm. Rocking against his hand, I felt my entire body start to tingle. I whimpered into his mouth before I broke the kiss.

“Yes yes yes,” I panted.

“Listen to how wet you are,” he groaned, pulling away to watch me. “That’s a good girl. Cum all over my fingers. Yeah, that’s a good fucking girl…”

My eyes shut tight as I gave in to the sensation. I cried out as my orgasm ripped through my body. He played with my clit, extending my pleasure until I clamped my legs closed. Trembling, I let out a few ragged breaths.

“Well damn,” I exhaled before opening my eyes.

“Damn is right.” While watching me recover, he brought his hand to his mouth and one by one, he licked my juices from his fingertips. “You taste good?—”

The knock at the door caught us both off guard and we sat up abruptly. I had just enough time to close my skirt before the door opened up.

“Oh, oh shit—wait, what do we have here?” Jason asked as he seemed to realize who he’d just walked in on. He entered the room, arms crossed. “Ma’am, is this man bothering you?”

“Jason, get the fuck out,” Nick commanded.

“My bad.” He laughed, lifting his hands in surrender. “The meeting’s about to start and we thought your ass left.”

“Give me five minutes. Let them know I’ll be there in five.”

Jason shifted his attention to me and pointed. “If he puts his hands on you again, let me know and I’ll take care of it.” He then bucked at Nick and then ran out the room, closing the door behind him.

Nick let his chin fall to his chest and then exhaled loudly. “The door wasn’t even fucking locked.” He shook his head and let out a short, rueful laugh. “That could’ve been a problem. I’m sorry.”

I shook my head. “Don’t be sorry. I was the last one in the room. If anything, I should’ve remembered the door wasn’t locked.”

“No. I brought you in here. It was on me. I’m sorry.” He rose to his feet. “Now I have to go tell my dick to chill out so I can go to this meeting.” He leaned down and planted a sweet kiss against my lips. “And I can’t do that while I’m on this bed with you.”

I giggled. “Understood.”

He walked to the bathroom and as soon as he shut the door, I internally screamed.

Oh. My. God.

I immediately pulled out my phone to text Paris.

Asha James: Where are you?

Paris Brown: I’m with Tuck! He’s going to take me back to the hotel later, but I don’t think we’re going to make it to the kickback. Where are you?

Asha James: I know that’s right! I’m with Nick, but he has a meeting so I’m going to head back to the hotel! We’ll talk later. Have fun!

I put my phone back into my bag when I heard the water running in the sink. A minute later, Nick walked out looking as good and professional as he did on stage.

“You look good,” I told him.

“You look good,” he returned, walking toward me. “What are you doing tomorrow?”

I stood. “Brunch in the morning. Football game in the afternoon. Party at night.”

And you, immediately after that , I added silently.

“What’s on your agenda?” I asked in return.

“The game, the step show and the party.” He pulled his phone out of his pocket. “What’s your number?” After I gave it to him, he said, “I want to see you tomorrow.”

“When?”

His eyes burned into mine. “In the morning. In the afternoon. At night.”

My face flushed. “If you’re serious, call me and we can figure that out.”

He cupped my face with his hands. “I’m very serious.” Kissing me softly at first, it blossomed into something more heated as soon as I pulled his body into mine. When he pulled away, he stared for a moment. “Asha…”

Again, my name was so faint and sexy rolling off his tongue.

My arms were still wrapped around his middle. “Yes?”

Something flashed in his eyes, and he looked away momentarily. “Do you want me to walk you to your car or are you going to hang out for a while?”

“I’m actually going to get cleaned up and then head back to the hotel.”

He nodded. “Okay. I’ll wait until you’re done.”

“They’re waiting on you.”

He shrugged and took a seat on the bed. “It’s a few more minutes. They can wait.” He pointed to the bathroom. “Do what you need to do. I’ll be right here.”

I went to the bathroom, washed my hands, fixed my makeup and then reemerged just in time to hear the tail end of Nick’s call.

“I sent the shit to everybody’s email anyway. Check the email. The numbers are all there.” He was standing near the door with an exasperated look on his face. “And this is why I said a meeting on the back end of a party don’t make no fucking sense. I’ll be there in a minute.” He hung up and shook his head. “These guys…”

“Everything okay?”

“With that? Yeah. That’s the same ol’ bullshit it always is when we plan something.” He eyed me. “Are you okay?”

I nodded, making my way over to him. “I’m better than okay. You made my night,” I answered honestly.

“Good.” He kissed me again and opened the door for me to walk through first.

Being the gentleman that he was, he insisted on walking me to my car even though he had people waiting on him. We laughed when we saw two separate games of Spades and one big game of Uno taking place on our way out.

“See…card games, board games,” I teased as we got outside. “And you were worried about shenanigans.”

“Shenanigans?” He burst out laughing. “Who says shenanigans?”

I put my hand on my hip. “I do. And it’s cute.”

“It’s cute as fuck.” He kissed the top of my head before laughing to himself again.

“Call me in the morning so we can coordinate some things for tomorrow.”

“I got you.”

“I’m looking forward to seeing you again.”

He opened my car door for me but before I could get in, he grabbed my arm and spun me around. Leaning down so his forehead was against mine and our noses were touching, he whispered, “I meant everything I said. I’ll rearrange my entire fucking weekend for you.”