Big Nick Energy (Tales from Hamilton University)

Chapter 7

Seven

A s soon as we stepped off the elevator, Nick’s arm tightened around my shoulders, bringing me closer to him.

“Would you like me to walk you to your room?” he asked, as we walked down the hall. “Or would you like to go to mine?”

“I want to go to yours,” I answered, looking up at him.

His eyes were straight ahead. “Is that why you got me so fucking hard in that car?”

I exhaled. “Yes.”

He licked his lips and seemed to take a deep breath. Without making eye contact, he nodded.

Wordlessly, Nick used his keycard to unlock his hotel room. He stepped back, letting me enter first. I only took a few steps into the freshly cleaned room before he grabbed my arm and spun me around. The door slammed behind him and not even a second later, his mouth was on mine.

I gasped.

All the pent-up sexual tension between us exploded. Our lips nipped and sucked as we devoured each other. His tongue played with mine in a way that gave me chills. The kiss was lust-fueled and unrestrained as we yanked, pulled, and tugged at each other. It wasn’t until my dress dropped and pooled at my feet that I’d realized that he’d stripped me.

Oh, he’s good , I thought, deepening the kiss. I’d only managed to get his pants open, yet I was standing in front of him in just my bra and G-string.

I reached behind me and unhooked my bra. His hands were all over my back and ass but when the bra straps fell from my shoulders, it seemed to take him by surprise. He pulled out of the kiss and his eyes zeroed in on my breasts as they slowly became exposed. He helped the bra down my arms and when it hit the floor, he reached out and stroked my hard nipples with his thumbs.

“Mmm,” I moaned softly.

The sound must’ve triggered something in him because he crashed his lips into mine. “Come here,” he groaned, moving me to the wall a few feet away. When my back met the wall, he pulled out of the kiss slightly. “What are you doing to me?”

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

My words gave him the green light to explore my body. He no longer limited himself to my torso, back and ass. And the minute he found his way to the apex of my thighs, his fingers skimmed the damp lace lightly.

I sucked in a sharp breath on contact.

“Asha…” He slipped his finger inside my G-string and grazed my sensitive flesh. “Is all this for me?”

“Yes,” I murmured, gripping his shirt for dear life.

His finger parted me and caused me to moan again, loudly. “To do as I please?”

The way he asked the question made my toes curl. I had no idea what he meant or what he was into, but I was fully committed. Our mouths met and kept constant contact until I finally broke away slightly to answer.

I nodded. “Yes…”

He let out a ragged breath. “Is that why you’re so wet?”

“Yessss.”

His mouth hovered over mine. “I’m trying not to be reckless here.”

Our lips touched briefly, and I whimpered.

“But you’re making it hard,” he continued.

“I can tell.” I stroked his bulge.

“I told you that you make me reckless…” He brought his mouth closer. “Yet you keep teasing me.” His lips brushed mine. “Tell me what you want.”

I could feel how badly he wanted me, and I needed him to know the feeling was mutual. I slipped my hands into his boxer briefs and wrapped my hand around his girth. He was thick and that realization made my insides flutter.

His finger slid down my slit as I ran my hand from base to tip.

I was throbbing. “Nick…”

The air instantly became thick.

He stilled, exhaling shakily. “Say my name like that again and I’m going to fuck the shit out of you.”

Holding his gaze, I kissed him as I said it again. “Nick.”

Even as our lips met, I felt the small smirk tugging at his. “So that’s what you want?”

“Mm hmm.”

“Say it.”

I was quiet for a moment. “I want you to fuck me. I want you to make me come. I want you to fill me up?—”

His mouth crashed into mine, interrupting my sentence. The deep-seated want and carnal desire completely consumed us. Chills ran up and down my spine as our tongues danced. The kiss intensified and we pulled each other closer, kissed each other deeper, grinded against each other harder.

My body was on fire.

Without breaking the kiss, I pushed his pants and boxer briefs off his hips. I felt him step out of them, and let my hands play over his muscles, feeling the firmness of his chest and the brawniness of his arms. My hands had a mind of their own as they descended his sculpted abs and fully embraced his dick.

As our kiss deepened, I ran my hand over the entire length and width of him. When I touched him before, I could tell he was big and thick. But feeling how hot and heavy he was in my hand, I couldn’t help but to stroke in awe.

Trailing kisses to my ear, he growled softly, “Turn around.”

My core clenched as I turned around.

I could hear the effect I was having on him, and I had to squeeze my thighs together to dull the ache.

With his hands on my hips, I was trapped between the wall and Nick’s body. He kissed my neck and my breathing became labored. He was rock hard against my bare ass, and I almost lost it. The yearning inside me had reached unimaginable heights, and my knees started to shake.

“Are your feet okay?” he asked, kissing down my spine.

“Yes.”

“Good.” Nick sprinkled kisses over my lower back as he peeled my G-string from my body. “Because I want you to keep the heels on for this.”

He planted kisses on each of my ass cheeks before he helped me lift one foot and then the other.

My G-string was tossed in the direction of my dress.

“You are so fucking sexy,” he told me, giving my ass a light smack. He kneaded one cheek and then spanked the other. Then he did the opposite cheek. “You were sexy in clothes but seeing your body naked….” His sentence trailed off as his hands skated over my curves.

My breath was labored, and my legs were shaky.

“Put your hands on the wall,” Nick commanded.

I did as I was told.

He pulled my hips backward and ran his warm hands over my curves. I was distracted by how good the massage felt that I lurched and gasped audibly when he ran an unexpected finger across my wet slit.

“You like to tease.”

It wasn’t a question.

It was a statement.

“You like to tease, and your sexy ass keeps teasing me.” He moved his finger over my clit.

“Oh…God, yes,” I panted, gyrating my hips in time with his finger as he slowly made circles against me.

“But how do you like being teased, Asha?” His voice was strained as the sound of my wetness seemed to distract him.

“It feels good,” I moaned.

“You like being teased like this?” He slid the entire length of his finger inside of me.

“Yes,” I cried out as he added another finger. He teasingly moved both fingers in and out of me. I moaned loudly as he pushed in as deep as he could and then pulled almost all the way out. He repeated the motion.

“Oh you do?”

“Y-yesssssssssssss…”

My reply ended in a hiss as I felt myself tightening around his fingers as he increased the speed.

“What was that, Asha?”

Desperately grinding on his hand, my orgasm was building to the point of no return. “I… I… I…”

“Say it,” Nick demanded as he rubbed the pads of his fingers against my G-spot. I could feel his hard dick against my hip as he played with me. “Say it.”

“I’m—I’m close… Right there,” I panted as he instinctively knew how to touch me.

“Not yet,” Nick grunted, pulling his fingers out of me.

“Nick!” I whined, letting out an involuntary whimper.

“How do you like being teased now?” he asked, holding me in place so I couldn’t move.

“I don’t like it,” I wailed breathily, still slightly bent and holding the wall.

“Tell me why.”

Before I had a chance to answer him, Nick buried his face in me from behind. My entire body reacted as his tongue swirled and dipped everywhere, but when he concentrated on my clit, I lost it.

“Ohmigod,” I cried out, bending my body more to give him better access to all of me.

He moaned into my pussy, and it vibrated through my body. His tongue slid across my sensitive flesh and then sucked and flicked until my knees buckled.

My eyes shut tight, my mind went blank, and my back arched violently.

“God, yes, yes, yessssssssss…” I wailed wantonly as I bucked against his tongue.

The tension that had been building since Friday night released from deep within my core and spread deliciously through the rest of my body. I feverishly gyrated against his face.

His muscular arms wrapped around my thick thighs to keep me from falling over. He continued working his tongue, eating me while I rode the entire wave.

Nick kissed his way up my ass, my back, my shoulders, and my neck. He wrapped his arms around my mid-section as he rose to his feet. Holding me in his arms, he waited until I opened my eyes before he said anything.

“I’ve been thinking about tasting your pussy since I had your juices on my fingers last night,” he whispered as he turned me around to face him. His chest heaved in time with mine as we stared at one another. “You said you wanted to come and now that you’ve come on my fingers….and my face….” Licking his lips slowly, he watched me as I panted. “I want you to come on my dick.”

I nodded. “I want that too.”

Moving his face within an inch of mine, he growled, “Say it.” His tone was rough, but his eyes were pleading

“I want to come on your dick,” I admitted breathlessly.

I barely got the words out before his mouth covered mine hungrily. Sloppy, yearning, longing kisses were exchanged as his words reverberated through my mind, body and soul. His dick hung hard between us heightening everything I felt. I put my arms around his neck, my hard nipples rubbing against his chest as the kiss deepened.

Without warning, he cupped my ass and moved us to the king bed in the middle of the room. Kissing me the entirety of the short distance, his hold on me ensured I didn’t trip. When we stopped moving, I slowly pulled my lips away from his and opened my eyes.

There was no one and nothing I wanted more than I wanted him in that moment.

“Sit down,” Nick whispered as he stroked himself.

I watched his hand move over what looked like nine inches as I sat. It was eye level, and it took everything in me not to kiss it. I wanted to open wide and see how much I could take. I paid attention to the tightness of his grip, the direction of his wrist, and the way he handled himself.

I licked my lips and then looked into his eyes. The heavy-lidded way he stared back at me let me know he knew what I was thinking.

I’m about to suck the soul out of him.

My lips parted and I reached for him.

He let me touch it for a second and then stopped me.

“As much as I’d love to watch these pretty lips wrapped around my dick…” He cupped my chin and dragged his thumb down my bottom lip. “I need to feel that tight pussy on my dick.”

I shivered. “Yes, please.”

“Get in the middle of the bed.”

I held his gaze as I slinked my way to the center of the mattress. I reclined against the pillows and then ran my hands over my breasts. I rolled my nipples between my fingers as I watched him watching me. As sexy as it was to have him watching me, I needed him inside me. I let my legs inch open as an invitation.

Running his hand over the length of him, Nick’s eyes remained trained on me.

“Nick, please,” I whined softly, willing him to hurry.

He reached into the suitcase closest to him and pulled out protection. “Please what?”

“Please hurry.”

As he slipped on the condom, the thought of him finally filling me, stretching me, taking me the way I’d imagined was making me heady. I opened my legs wider, and he crawled in between and got on top of me.

His face hovered over mine. “I thought about being inside you all night,” he uttered. “I’m taking my time with you.”

His face hovered over mine and he gazed at me for a moment. There was lust but something more mixed in there too.

He kissed me and I moaned into his mouth as I felt his dick pressing against me.

My body was practically begging for him, but seconds passed, and he hadn’t pushed his way in.

“Look at me,” Nick demanded. The sexy grit in his tone gave me chills.

I opened my eyes to find him staring at me.

“I want to see your eyes when I fill you up,” he continued. “Okay?”

My lips parted and I nodded.

“Is that okay with you, Asha?”

“Yes.

Holding my hips in place, he rubbed his dick over my throbbing clit. “I want to hear you. I need to hear you.”

“Yes.” I rotated my hips, hoping he’d slip inside me.

“Are you ready for me?” He lined himself up.

“Yesssssss,” I moaned as he continued to play with me, teasing me with his big dick. “Nick, please.”

“Please what, Asha?” The want in his voice was so sexy.

“Please fill me up. Please put that big dick-oh my God,” I cried out as I felt him push the head in. My eyes started to roll back in sheer ecstasy.

“Look at me.”

I tried to focus on him and as soon as I did, I felt myself become wetter.

“Gahdamn,” he swore under his breath.

He ran his hands down my thighs over my belly before cupping my breasts. We stared at one another as my hands covered his. My heart rate increased.

There was nothing like feeling desired by him.

He applied more pressure and my arms flew up, grabbing his shoulders.

“Nick,” I panted.

“Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit…” His voice broke sexily as he inched his way in. “God, you…are so…fucking…wet. And tight… fuck.” With each inch, he filled me, stretching me out deliciously. “Do you know how perfect your pussy is?”

I could hear and feel his restraint.

A fresh wave of chills went down my spine as we adjusted to the tight fit. The feeling of fullness felt so good.

Moving slowly at first, we both let out a euphoric sigh as we settled into a groove. He leaned forward and I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him hard and deep.

He pulled out of the kiss fractionally. “Are you ready for the answer to your question?” he whispered.

His dick felt so good inside me that I had no idea what he was talking about. “What question?”

“You asked me how bad I wanted you.”

“I want the answer,” I murmured.

“I’m about to give it to you.” His voice was low, gruff, sexy as hell.

Pulling almost all the way out of me, he eased back in. His fingers gripped my thighs as he pushed my legs back to get deeper. I was so wet that the sound of his dick sliding in and out of me, rubbing against my walls, created a seductive soundtrack to what was happening between us.

My heart thudded in my chest and knots coiled in my belly as he fucked me. My lips parted as I cried out, calling his name over and over again.

“That’s right,” he murmured, putting a leg on his shoulder. “Say my name. Let that pussy talk to me.”

Something snapped inside both of us, because as he started ramming into me, I started throwing it back at him.

“Asha,” he grunted my name. It was so primal and sexy. “I want to feel this pretty pussy come on my dick.”

“Yessssssssssssssssss.”

It was so hard not to close my eyes when he wrapped one hand around my throat, causing a new wave of heat to course through my veins.

My eyes fluttered closed as each moan grew louder than the one before it. Hearing his deep guttural moans spurred me on. I dug my nails into his sides as I held onto him as he moved in and out of me. I was at my breaking point, but his voice pushed me over the edge.

“Let me feel it, Asha,” he begged, using long, deep strokes to make sure no part of me went without being massaged. “Let me feel it.”

I’d hit the point of no return.

“Yes, yes, yes, oh shit…Oh—I—oh God!” I worked my hips harder, meeting him thrust for thrust.

“Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit,” he groaned as my body started to shake. His impending orgasm drew mine out as we thrust into each other with reckless abandon. “Give. Me. That. Shit.”

Overwhelmed, my eyes shut tight. The tension that had been building released from deep in my core and spread throughout the rest of my body. I feverishly gyrated against him as I experienced the most massive orgasm I’d ever had. My mouth opened, yet no sound came out as the ultimate pleasure took over.

“Asha,” he grunted my name as his body became rigid.

We climaxed together.

I might’ve blacked out because when I came to, all I could hear was our heavy, satiated breathing.

It was better than any fantasy I ever had.

Collapsing beside me, Nick exhaled. “Asha…”

“That was…” I rolled on my side and put my hand on his chest. “That was incredible.”

He put his arms around me, pulling me onto him. He kissed my lips softly. “ You are incredible.”

I was so comfortable. I could lay in his arms for hours. If we didn’t have to be at the step show?—

My entire body tensed, and my eyes flew open. Oh shit.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, kissing my forehead.

“What time is it?” I asked.

He brought his left arm up to check his watch. “Fuck!”