Suck it up Lover - Nick Fowler AU

Part 13

Megan felt his body sliding up behind her, his fingers making their way up her legs, under her white satin shirt to her belly - his hot breath on her neck, followed by a kiss on the sensitive spot just below her ear.

She pressed her ass against his loins and his hand slid up her inner thighs over her lacy panties.
The touch triggered a sensation throughout her body as if butterflies were dancing over her skin, she leaned her head back and had to moan softly.

"Is that how you like it Sweetheart?" he whispered into the shell of her ear.

In one bound, the sweaty Megan sat up, her heart racing, and frantically she looked around.

"What the hell?" she hissed as she realized that this had all just been a dream - a sex dream of Nick.

Even though she had offered him a truce and kissed him, none of it had meant anything.
The truce was, if you want to call it that, the birthday present for him and the kiss? Well, it was just a way to punch that arrogant model named Phoebe in the face - nothing more, nothing less.

She still didn't like Nick - at least that's what she told herself - but apparently her body was longing for him, for a strong man who knows what he wants.

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With a mouth that resembled the Sahara, Nick woke up the next morning, when he dared a look at his black wristwatch, he realized that he had already overslept half the day.

He stretched once extensively and got up from the anthracite colored couch, first needing a few moments to understand where he was.

The memories of yesterday were still fogged by alcohol, but from the looks of it, he was in Josh's apartment.
It was quiet, which suggested that Josh was not in the apartment, because his snoring could otherwise be heard from five miles away.

Nick made his way to the kitchen, needing a glass of water first to get rid of the scratching from his throat.

As he emptied the glass in one go, he spotted a note lying on the kitchen counter in the corner of his eye.

Good morning Nick, I'm not home anymore - I have a date and I don't want to cancel it because of you again :) There are aspirin in the top right kitchen cupboard and you are welcome to help yourself to my closet - make yourself at home. Should you leave the apartment, please lock up and drop the key in PO Box 49, Josh.

Was written on the note Nick held in his hands, he didn't have to be told twice about the aspirin and immediately went looking for it.
After he had washed them down with another glass of water, he changed his sweaty clothes for a white T-shirt and black sweatpants from Josh.

With a plastic bag in which he had thrown his clothes, in his right hand, he made his way to his car.

As he walked down the street like this, the memory of Megan's kiss suddenly came into his head. At first he thought that he had merely dreamed it, but the memory was too real.

Even though he knew that the kiss meant nothing and had only happened to smack his ex-girlfriend, he had to admit to himself that he had enjoyed it.

He had enjoyed the way her full lips had pressed against his and how she also had pressed her body against his, how he had gripped her tiny waist tightly.

The kiss had triggered a desire in him that he had suppressed until now - a desire for Megan.

Even when he had first seen her, his imagination had run wild with him. He had imagined for a brief moment all the things he would do with her, if only she would let him and if he didn't have a girlfriend.