Chapter Nineteen
NICK
I was not sure what happened to change Karli’s mind, but I was thrilled enough that it didn’t matter. It was hard for me to concentrate on signing autographs and focus on the questions the women were asking me. All I could think about was Karli.
She was going to give me a chance. She was going to actually date me, and for the first time in my life, instead of feeling suffocated by the idea of a girlfriend, I felt ecstatic. I signed about twenty autographs and finally begged off, telling the rest of them to leave their names and addresses with the security staff and I would make sure they all got some kind of autographed souvenir, and then I went over to where my brother, Michaela, and my girlfriend were waiting. I smiled at the thought of it: Nick Storelli with a girlfriend. Imagine that.
“Geez, are you finally ready?” Ethan asked. “I’m so hungry I’m about to chew off my arm over here.”
I casually draped my arm around Karli’s shoulders. She didn’t move away. Instead, she stepped in closer to my side. Michaela looked shocked. Ethan looked amused. “I’m ready. But you know, bro,” I told him as we walked toward the car he had waiting, “it wouldn’t hurt you to miss a meal or two.”
“Fucker,” he said with a laugh. “I bet you outweigh me by fifty pounds.”
I reluctantly took my arm off of Karli’s shoulders and pulled open the car door. Ethan waited for Michaela to get in and started in behind her as I said, “Fifty pounds of solid muscle.”
Ethan just laughed and shook his head. I took Karli’s hand but instead of helping her in, I pulled her into my chest and kissed her. It was a quick kiss, but it was hot and passionate. She was shaking when I let her go. She visibly pulled it together as well as she could and slid into the car. I went in after.
“Is this a bad time to ask…what the hell?” Michaela said.
We both laughed. “She’s going to give me a chance; let’s not speculate on the why. We don’t want her reconsidering.”
Karli smiled and said, “I just realized that I was letting the past dictate my future and it was a bad idea.” I was overwhelmed with feelings that I’d never had before and all I could think was, “Please, God, don’t let me screw this up.”
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Dinner was fun, but I wanted to be alone with Karli so fucking bad that it seemed to drag on and on. Michaela and my brother did most of the talking. I hadn’t seen Ethan so animated in a long time and surprisingly, to an outsider looking in, they seemed to have a lot in common.
I say surprisingly because Michaela was a far cry from the women my brother normally dated. He usually went for the quiet, brainy types…women like Karli. I loved him more than ever for not going for it with her. I looked at her now as the limousine pulled up in front of the parking garage at the event center and had another epiphany. As much as I wanted her, I craved her, if we didn’t end up having sex tonight, I would be perfectly okay with that. Well, maybe not perfectly.
I stepped out of the car and helped her out. Ethan and Michaela stepped out after us. They said goodnight and Ethan walked her to her car. I walked Karli to hers and when we got there, she reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling herself up to kiss me. I dipped my head down and this time, we shared a long, sizzling hot kiss that would sustain me for months, or maybe even years if it had to.
“I’d invite you home with me,” she said, “but Dad probably wouldn’t let you sleep in my room.”
I laughed. “My Dad is way over in Henderson, if you want to come back to my place with me.”
“My car or yours?” she asked with a smile.
“Yours is closer.”
I think she drove to my place faster than I ever have. I kissed her in my driveway and again at my front door. I unlocked the door and we fell in kissing before I picked her up and carried her down the hall to my bedroom.
This was going to be the first time that any woman had ever been in there, other than my cleaning lady. I sat her down on her feet and she looked around at the posters of fighters I had hanging on the walls, and the one of me in my first, televised fight above the bed. My right eye was cut and swollen nearly shut and I had an ugly, red welt in the center of my chest from a well-placed kick. My mouth guard was still in place and because of that, I had a big green smile on my face. It was my first, “official” win and it didn’t matter how beat up I was, I was on cloud nine for a week afterwards. I didn’t think I’d been that happy since…until tonight.
I sat her down on the bed and stood looking down at her. I was actually shaking. I couldn’t remember ever wanting anyone so fucking bad and I was afraid that I wasn’t going to be able to hold back. One of these days…soon…I wanted to spend all night making sweet, gentle love to her, but not tonight. Tonight, I wanted to fuck her, but I didn’t want to scare her away. In the interest of gaining her trust, I said,
“So, would you be disappointed if this wasn’t slow and gentle?”
A slow, sexy smile spread across her gorgeous face and she said, “I might be disappointed if it was.”
I reached down to pull off the shirt she was wearing and tossed it over against the wall. I licked my lips at the thought of getting my mouth on those hard, sweet nipples. I took off her pants next. Her panties matched her little, white-lace bra. My mouth was watering.
I pulled her up so that she was sitting eye level with my hard cock trying to break free of the prison it was currently trapped in. I reached around and unhooked her bra. She let it slide down off her arms. So fucking hot. I pushed her back and ripped off her panties and tossed what was left of them aside. I hoped they didn’t have any sentimental value. She was lying on my bed now, completely naked.
I’d imagined this probably a hundred different times since I met her. It was almost surreal. My cock was throbbing and straining so hard that it hurt. I stood up straight and pulled off my t-shirt and then my jeans. I watched her pretty eyes widen as she looked at my thick cock when I slid down my boxers.
I climbed up on top of her, and she reached up and put her hands on my biceps to squeeze them as I kissed her with a ferociousness that might have scared away a lesser woman. I finally had to breathe, so I slid my lips down the side of her face to her neck. I roughly sucked and bit my way across the sensitive skin, and she made sexy noises. In response, I felt a primal growl rising up in my chest.
I kept nipping and licking my way down, between her breasts, and then first one nipple and then the other, and then I grabbed a handful of that firm flesh and squeezed. She cried out, but arched her back up to encourage me. I had to assume that she was enjoying her walk along the fine line between pain and pleasure. I sucked and licked and bit and squeezed and pinched until she seemed almost delirious. She was making incoherent noises, and it was sexy as fuck.
I licked my way across her muscular stomach with big, wet swipes of my tongue. When I reached the top of her mound, she lifted up her hips, silently begging me to taste her. Little did she know nothing was going to stop me from doing just that.
I pushed her thighs open and buried my face between them. I felt her shudder and shake as my tongue touched her slit. I loved knowing I was making her feel good. I gripped onto her hips and dug my fingers into her tight ass and held her there while I ate her pussy like a starving man. I shoved my tongue into her as deeply as it would go, over and over again. I sucked on her clit and bit down on it.
She was moaning, whimpering, and crying out my name. Her hands were in my hair, pulling at it and almost ripping it out by the roots. She alternated between pushing my face harder into that sweet pussy and trying to wriggle away. I wasn’t about to let her go.
With every shake, shudder, and whimper, my cock got harder and my need for her got stronger. I pressed my tongue into her clit hard and moved my face back and forth as I slid a finger up inside of her. Her silky, wet muscles gripped onto me as I fingered her while I sucked until she let out an almost blood-curdling scream and I felt the warm rush of her orgasm all over my fingers. I pulled them out and replaced them with my tongue, not letting a drop of her pleasure go to waste.
When my face was completely soaked with her juices, I moved back up to her pretty face and leaned down for a kiss. She surprised me by licking my lips instead, and then my face around it before sucking my bottom lip into her mouth. When she finished cleaning me off, I covered her tongue with my lips and sucked it into my mouth.
She seemed to be getting more turned on as she tasted herself on me, and I liked it. I pulled out of the kiss and smiled at her. She looked at me through hooded eyes, sexy, bedroom eyes, and smiled back while she tried to catch her breath.
I stood up and she opened her eyes a little wider. “Turn over, Karli.” She didn’t question the request. She flipped over onto her stomach, and I reached down and put my lips against one of her firm, round cheeks. I kissed it and then moved over and did the same to the other, and then I smacked her ass firmly before using my hand again to pleasure her pussy.
She pushed that sexy ass up off the bed and held it there as I worked my fingers in and out of her. She was groaning and saying my name over and over. I waited until she was begging for my cock, and then I pulled my hand back and went around to stand in front of her full, sexy lips and I gave it to her.