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Chapter 19

"I hate to stop you...but we one, were in public, two, we need to finish this project." I said with my eyes aware of what was around me while Nick was eventually on his feet.

"Fine. If you must stop me babe." He said grabbing my hand and twinkling our fingers together.

We arrived at my house and I walked in with him close behind me. I stopped abruptly, and he bumped into the back of me.

"Sorry baby." He said missing my neck, but missed because I moved up to the living room, and got our stuff out of a drawer.

When I looked at him, he looked slightly depressed, but then happy again.

"What's wrong?" I asked holding his stare at certain places of my body.

"Well, I am imagining you with those clothes off, and then when it goes away,
I frown." He said frowning again.

"Weirdo." I said.

And then since it was super hot in the house I unzipped my jacket forgetting he was still in there and threw it on the couch.

He was then spot on looking at me.

"In going to be back." I said jogging up my stairs.

"I'm coming." He said following me.

"No your not." I said shuffling to my door quickly.

"Please babe." He said.

"Fine. But no peeking. You can stay in the bathroom and wait for me to change."

"How about no." He said walking over to me tracing my stomach to the front of my bra.

I grabbed his hand and placed it down.

"No Nick." I said looking at him.

"Please." He begged.

"You go wait outside or in the bathroom." I said.

"Bathroom it is." He said.

He closed the door behind him and I began to undress my jeans, and I flung my tank top on my bed. I went to my dresser to grab a pair of shorts when the bathroom door opened.

"I got you." He said walking over to me almost running.

"Nick!" I screamed while before I could reach my shorts he was already on me.

"Baby, your so beautiful, what are you hiding?"

I looked down while he held me in his arms.

"You shouldn't be self conscious. You don't need to be. I mean look at you." He said holding my chin in his hands.

"Well I would rather just get dressed by myself and have privacy it would be nice." I said holding my shorts over my boobs.

"Well I would rather just watch you get dressed while I am here." Nick said.

"Well I'd rather not. You'll just have to wait to get a hold of all this." I said throwing my shorts on the floor and putting my hands on my hips felling sassy and confident.

"And you call this being nice to me?" He said literally almost drooling, and eyeing me up and down.

"Yup." I said walking over to my shirt drawer.

"No don't." he said grabbing my arm.

"Don't what?" I whined.

"Let me just...admire you..." He said pulling himself close to me.

He then brought me close enough to where he pressed his chest against mine.

He then tilted his head, and leaned in kissing me tenderly.

"I love you Kat." He said pulling away.

"I love you to." I said kissing his nose.

"Let's make out babe." He said, and this was the first time I felt turned on like a guy.

He then pushed me on the bed and rolled on top of me kissing me and starting his way up to my breasts.

That was the first time any guy has ever touched me there. It was a shock to me and I slightly shivered a bit, but then it was immediately turned into heat. He began to massage them with my bra still on, and I could not wanna be anywhere else.

Then he began to kiss me lower, in between my boobs, then down my chest to my stomach, then right above my area.

He then went back to my lips and kept massaging them, and I moaned? Yup, that's what I did. I could feel him smile through the kiss which made me blush.

He then said,"arch your back."

And I did for no reason.

He then unclasped my bra strap and I was like "Oh" so that's what he was doing. He then threw my bra on the floor.

"Okay my bras off what's bout this?" I said tugging on his shirt smirking.

"Oh? You want it off baby?" He said.

Yes.

"Well...I thought since my stuff was off, you know it would only be fair..." I said turning a shocked face Into another smirk.

"Anything for you, baby," He said pulling it over his head and letting his abs show and exposed to me.

I just wanted to run my hands all over it.

"Do whatever you want." He said laying down.

And I sat down in my little shorts straddling him and then I started to rock back and forth on him while I ran my hands all over his abs.

"Oh my god Kat..." He said holding my hips and letting me rock on him. I started to go deeper in my rocks and then I put my hands on each side of him to support myself and I began to rock back and forth on him again but harder into my ass.

"Jesus." He said.

I felt good I made him say that.

I then sat up again and did it faster until I couldn't anymore.

"I think I'm gonna-" he said.

Gonna what? He is gonna...oh...

That gave me an idea to rock harder and then I leaned on him rolling my hips into him harder so that he could really feel me. He grabbed my hips and I rolled and rocked harder and harder until I could feel the wetness through my own shorts.

I then layers on top of him, shirtless, satisfied, and happy.

"Your amazing babe." He said playing with my hair.

I just kissed him on the cheek and spoke up.

"We still need to do our project." I said propping myself on my elbow.

"Noo...i like how we are now." He whined holding me to him.

"Cmon Nick we have to finish this."

"Ugg..." He moaned and then kissed my cheek getting up while I slipped on a sports bra, and new pair of underwear and shorts, and put on a shirt.

We eventually had been finished by the end of the night, with my brother showing up right after Nick left, and I was waiting for him to come home on the couch watching TV.

"Hey Jordan." I said coming through the door.

He just grumbled, and threw his keys on the counter.

"Hello to you to." I said to him.

"Don't talk to me."

"Well sheesh just trying to be a kind soul." I said.

"It's not you so chill." He said.

"Then what is it? Have a seat." I said patting the seat next to me.

I could see how girls liked my brother so much.

He was tall, ripped, shaggy brown hair, aqua blue eyes, tan, every girls dream, hair in its perfect quiff but perfectly messy. They adored him.

He sat down and began to talk about his problems.

JORDAN-Nate Garner