On the flight back to Philly, Teddy finished the phone calls he had to make and made his way to the luxurious bedroom aboard the plane.  He knocked a couple times, to make sure Nikki was decent, but when she didn’t answer, he walked on in.

Expecting to find her already in bed, he was surprised when he didn’t see her.  He had to walk to the bathroom, where he found her still in the tub, fast asleep.

He stood in the bathroom’s doorway, leaned against the doorframe with folded arms, and stared at her.  Not just her naked body, which he couldn’t help but see, but the pain on her face even as she slept.  She had been through a harrowing experience, and it was showing all over her expressive face.  But she held her own against that asshole.  That was the most important thing.   That was what Teddy liked most about Nikki Tarver: she knew how to represent.  He’d never met a woman he was interested in who was strong enough to be his woman, until he met Nikki.

And maybe, just maybe, that was the real reason why he couldn’t, even after he severed calls with her, get her out of his mind.

He pushed from the doorjamb and entered the bathroom, grabbed one of his father’s big towels from the rack, and knelt down at the tub.  But he found himself staring at her again.  Her skin looked so soft, and with such a deep-toned smoothness that it reminded him of velvet.  Her cheekbones were high but with no boniness.  Her eyelashes were sexily long and full over her closed lids.  And her hair was long and straight and full of that bounciness that cascaded downward just beyond her neck.  And her lips.  Oh, her lips!  He wanted to kiss her right then and there.  He needed to taste that woman.  But Teddy was not the kind of man who stole kisses from sleeping damsels.  He tapped her lightly on her shoulder.

“Nikki,” he said quietly.

She woke up immediately.  But not with a jump, but just with her big eyes suddenly opening wide.  He could see the fright in those eyes when she first woke up, as if she was remembering L.A.  Until she looked over at him.  When she saw him, to his relief, that frightened look disappeared.

“Hey.”

“Hey.”

“You okay?”

“I’m still a little shaky,” Nikki admitted.

“You will be for a while, but you’ll get over it.”

“I feel as if I’ve aged ten years already.  I’m thirty years old, but I feel as if I’m pushing forty.”

“Fuck that,” Teddy said with a smile.  “I feel as if I’m pushing fifty!  Welcome to my world!”

Nikki smiled too.  But her smile eventually dissolved again.  She was having a difficult time.

Teddy, realizing it, stood up and opened the towel.  She stood up in the bathtub with no inhibitions whatsoever, which also pleased Teddy.

“Slept well?” he asked her, as he began drying her with a general pat down, careful not to stare at what he was patting down.

“Didn’t realize I had slept at all,” replied Nikki.

She stepped out of the tub, as he dried her feet, and she stood there and let him.  She knew she should have felt awkward allowing him to see her nakedness so blatantly, but she didn’t feel awkward at all.  For some reason, she felt totally relaxed with Teddy.  Especially when he lifted her up as if his arms were a cradle, placed the towel on top of her body, and carried her to his father’s bed. 

Nikki felt all kinds of sensations as he carried her.   It began with the fact that she was being carried at all.  That was a first for her.  She’d never been around that kind of man.  Teddy was a strong and powerful man, a guy that took matters into his own hands.  The way he expertly handled that situation in her apartment proved that to Nikki.  She knew she was in good hands.

Teddy pulled back the bedding, all Italian silk, and laid Nikki between the sheets.  Nikki couldn’t believe how wonderful it felt on such expensive sheets.  She never lived in pure poverty.  Her old man was too much of a crook to let himself sink that low.  But she’d never lived in any lap of luxury either.  And this plane, with such an amazingly elegant bedroom right onboard, was a mighty aphrodisiac.  A girl like her, she thought with a smile, could get used to this!

Teddy removed the towel from her body and stared into her eyes.  His dick had been throbbing from the moment she stood up in that tub, but he wasn’t about to intrude himself upon her that quickly.  Not after what she’d been through.  Even though it was a normal part of life for him, and it didn’t bother him in the least when a prick like that Super had it coming to him, he knew it wasn’t normal for Nikki.  Finding herself caught in a situation like that had to take something out of her.

It took a lot out of Nikki.  Not just physically, but especially emotionally.  And not just in the fact of what Louie’s crazy ass forced her to do.  It was all of it.  The shooting.  The turndown from her own father at the moment of her greatest need.  The fact that a man who could have told her to take a hike, came all the way to L.A. to help her.  And he didn’t just help her, but he took her away from the situation and gave her what could be, if the plan worked, a plausible alibi.

But she felt like such a burden!  The idea that he had to take her all the way to Philly with him, just to give her an excuse to flee the scene, was asking a lot.  She wasn’t used to that kind of favor.  And he willing to place himself at risk for her.  She wasn’t used to that either.

She stared at him.  Why was he doing it?  What was in it for him?  They’d been talking on the phone before he cut off communication.  It was almost like a long-distance relationship in a lot of ways.  But what happened tonight took it to an entirely different level.

Teddy realized she was staring at him.  He looked at her.  “What’s wrong?” he asked her.

“You mean other than everything?” she asked him.

Teddy smiled.  “Other than that, yes,” he said.

“You’re in the mob, Teddy?” she asked pointblank.

Teddy continued to look at her.  “Would that be a problem?” he asked her.

Nikki thought about it, but not for long.  “No.  I just want to know who I’m dealing with.”

Teddy understood her concern.  “You’re dealing with me,” he said.  “I need that to be enough for you.”

“But keeping it one-hundred,” she said, “I need to know the truth.  I can’t be a part of something I don’t understand.  I understand the mob.  Are you in the mob?”

Teddy stared at her.  Why did he feel he could trust her with his life?  Why would he feel that way about somebody he didn’t even know like that?  But that was exactly how he felt.

But even with those feelings, he was a man with a lot to lose.  He had to be cautious.  “Something like that,” was all he’d say about it.

But Nikki smiled.  “Then what the fuck are you doing?” she asked him.

Teddy was confused.  “What do you mean?”

“You’re pretending to be all chaste and shit!”

He smiled when he realized what she meant.

“I thought mobsters had more cojones than that!”

Teddy couldn’t help but laugh.  “Get a load of this girl!”  He was enjoying her.  “You figure you know the mob boys, do you?”

“Mob boys?  No.  Bad boys?  Oh, hell yeah.  From my father to my ex-husband.  I don’t know any other kind.”

Teddy stared deep into her eyes.  He knew she was one special piece of work when he first met her.  But he didn’t quite know what he was seeing.  Now he was certain of what he saw.  He saw a woman with cojones herself.  A woman who had the potential to be his equal, something he searched and searched for, but never thought he’d find.  It was a thrilling prospect!

And a lustful one, too.

Teddy was hot for Nikki.  And she’d all but given him permission to fuck her.  But was it out of gratitude, or did she really want to be with him that way?

He leaned down, and he kissed her on the lips.  And just like that, he got his answer.  She wanted him almost as badly as he wanted her.  Her kiss proved it.  And he wanted her badly!

He kissed her again, and then moved down and began kissing her large breasts.  She ran her fingers through his silky, black hair as he kept kissing, and then began sucking her breasts.  Then he moved back up, to her mouth, and kissed her with a long, passionate kiss.

“Are you on birth control?” he asked her between kisses. 

“Yes,” she responded, between kisses too.  “If I brought a child into this world right now,” (more kisses), “with the way my life was going,” (more kisses), “it would be a crime.”

“But I want you like that, Nikki,” Teddy said in a voice barely audible.  “I want to feel all of you.  I want to be inside you raw.  I want to fuck you raw.  I really want to feel all of you, babe, and not some fucking condom.”

“I want you raw, too,” Nikki said in a raspy voice as well.  “But it would be the height of irresponsibility on our part.  You don’t know what I’ve been up to, and I for damn sure don’t know what you’ve been up to.  Or inside of.  Sorry, but you’re going to have to cover up, buddy, if you want these goods.”

Teddy smiled through his lustfulness.  That was Nikki, the girl he was getting to know, through and through!

He kissed her long and hard again.  But he couldn’t help it: he pleaded his case again.  “I know I’m clean,” he said.  “I’ve been tested and haven’t been active since.  And I know a girl like you stays clean.”

Nikki smiled.  But still! 

When Teddy could sense she was unbendable, he caved.  “But for you,” he said, “and because I definitely want your goods, I’ll shield up.”

Nikki laughed.  “Good choice,” she said, and he removed his clothes, revealing, to Nikki’s pleasant surprise, quite the package.  And he stayed true to his word, and her requirement, and put on his supersized protection.

But as soon as that package entered her, it was no laughing matter.  Because as soon as his dick eased inside of her, and even as he was careful to be gentle, she experienced a sudden shock of tremendous pain.  And it wasn’t because she was some innocent virgin girl with no experience whatsoever.  That wasn’t Nikki by a long shot!  It was all in the size.

She’d been with guys who had long dicks before.  She’d been with guys who had thick dicks before.  But she’d never been with a man who had both!  Teddy had both.  He was as big as he was long.  And when he put all of that male meat inside of her, it hurt like hell!

But that was Nikki’s reaction to his entry.  For Teddy, it was the exact opposite reaction.  Entering Nikki could not have felt better to him.  She was so tight inside, and so right in the fitting, that he thought he could prematurely ejaculate just from that initial feeling alone.

But he was Teddy Tower.  A master of control.  And he controlled himself with Nikki.  For several minutes, he eased and eased and continued to ease his way inside of her.

For Nikki, the further he eased in, the more pain she felt, but the pleasure of having Teddy inside of her was slowly taking over.  Until it was even stronger than the pain.  The pain was still there, but it was becoming secondary.

It took no time for them to get into a rhythm that only heightened their sensuality.  His cock was moving inside of her and stroking gently as it moved, as if it instinctively had an understanding of its unusual size and was being careful, and her vagina was adjusting to what at first felt like an invasion.  An annihilation!  But even after that, the pleasure won out.

But then, a first happened for Nikki.  Something she’d heard other ladies claim, but such a thing had never been true in all her encounters with men: the condom broke.

Nikki felt his precum leaking inside of her when it happened, and Teddy felt the rawness of her vaginal ridges against his dickhead.  And it was a heady reality check for both of them.  When Nikki felt his rawness, it was as if the pain left and pleasure took over.  When Teddy felt her rawness, it was as if his control, like that condom, broke too.  And despite that height of irresponsibility speech they both had agreed on not ten minutes earlier, they were in a bad, wonderful place.

“You felt that?” He asked the question even as he continued to fuck her.

“Yes,” Nikki responded, even as she continued to enjoy his fuck.

“I can’t stop,” Teddy whispered to her.  “It feels too good.  I can’t pull out!  I don’t want to pull out, Nikki.”

Nikki responded with words she never thought she’d say in a situation like this: “I don’t want you to,” she said.

And with that permission, they were off to the races.  Now he was pounding her.  Now they were at the point of no return.  They were in it now, and in it together.

Irresponsible?  They knew it.

Wonderful?  They knew that too.

Regretful?  Probably after the fact.

But while they were living the fact, they took advantage of what they had not planned would happen, and they went for broke.  They fucked long and they fucked hard.  They fucked like two people starved for sex.  Teddy leaned down and they wrapped into each other’s arms, and they kept on fucking.  They made a lasting, searing mark with their first coupling.

Teddy did eventually pull out of Nikki, at a point in their lovemaking when they were too far gone to even pretend, and he removed that broken condom altogether.  And when he went back in, he went in with such a hard, lust-driven, forceful thrust that Nikki would have thought it would kill her.

But it didn’t.  It made her smile a joyful smile.  Because at that moment, she knew she could take him.  She knew she was woman enough to handle a man like Teddy Sinatra, and she was woman enough to satisfy a man with an appetite like his, on the strength of her ability to take all of him, in full, with that one thrust.

And, as if she’d just went through a trial by fire, the pain caused by his size alone gave way to a monumental pleasure caused by his size alone, and she loved every second as he fucked her raw.

And when they came, it was everything and more than both of them had dreamed it would be.  Teddy had finally found the perfect fit.  Nikki had finally found a man man enough to give her what she didn’t even realize she needed, until she got it.

And then, after they came, Teddy laid on top of her.  He was unable to move.  When he finally found the strength, he pulled out of her with a gentleness that belied his size.  And then rolled off of her.

Nikki immediately felt as if something had been taken from her when he pulled out.  Teddy, too, felt an emptiness as soon as his red, overworked dick was dangling alone.  They both were on their sweat-filled backs.  They both were working to regulate their breathing.  They both felt as if that experience had melded them together in a way they could not verbalize.

Teddy looked at Nikki.  She looked at him.  And just as sure as they were two people well-satisfied, they knew then and there that their relationship had suddenly taken a turn.  But was it a turn for the worse, or a turn for the better?  That was the question.  A day ago, they would not have been sure at all.  But now, after such a level of intimacy, and after what happened in L.A., it looked like it was going to be a turn for the better for both of them.

Without a shred of doubt.