GROUNDING 🏈 Nick Bosa

#SEVENTY.

The next morning.

I wake up surprisingly ahead of Nick this time. Usually, it was always him who was up before me, so I was a bit worried to see him still laying there asleep. His face was turned towards mine and I examined it for a moment. Taking in how striking his features were. His face wasn't exactly symmetrical due to a broken nose, but he was absolutely gorgeous, even while asleep.

"Nick?" I whisper and gently stroke the side of his jawline.

His eyes softly flutter open and he immediately, smiles. It was definitely a cute moment, one that I'd probably keep forever. I smile back, so entirely big it felt like my cheeks might burst.

"Good morning." I softly, say.

He stretches a bit and then pulls me closer to him.

"Good morning." He echos.

"Are you feeling okay?" I brush my fingers through his corse, but soft hair while searching his eyes.

"I'm feeling better." He answers. I was unsure if he was telling me the truth or not.

"You telling me the truth?" I question.

His lips shift back into a smile and his face moves closer to mine. "Yes." He shortly, replies.

"—Buuuut... there is one thing." He adds.

"Oh, yeah?" I smirk, he wasn't as sneaky as he thought he was. "What's that?"

He takes my hand and places it on his hard cock. "I need this taken care of." He says, deeply.

I leave my hand there for a moment. Letting him simmer with the thought of me stroking it. After waiting a moment, I start to move my hand up and down the length of him and he breaths heavily, he was so incredibly sexy and I found it impossible to resist him. Maybe Joey was right, I would give into Nick every time.

He gently grips my hair and moves my head towards the side so that he can kiss my neck. His lips were as soft as a feather as they glide across my skin. His hand breaks free from my hair and he starts to roam my body now. His touch was light, leaving a trail of little tickles across my skin. His fingers creep down my side before reaching my ass and giving it a strong squeeze causing me to groan.

He makes a throaty chuckle inside my ear. I take his hand and guide it to the place I wanted him to touch me most. He doesn't resist me leading his fingers to where my silky, warm insides waited for him, but then his hand clamps over mine and he forces it at my side. I softly make a sound of disappointment as he does this.

"You want my fingers inside you?" He whispers.

"Yes." I whisper back.

"You can wait." He teasingly, answers back.

He treads the outer parts of my skin where my pantie line would be. Driving me absolutely crazy, I bite my bottom lip hard. He liked torturing us both, I was sure of this.

I start to stroke him more vigorously, causing him to clench his jaw and grunt with pleasure.

"Want me to make you cum?" I ask.