His unknown wife *Coronation street*

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Grace pushed Nick inside. She grinned as she began taking his clothes off, stopping him each time he reached for the buttons running up the center of her dress.

When he was down to his boxer briefs she dropped to her knees and pulled him free.

He made a light whimper, biting his lower lip as he watched her place him in her mouth.

Looking up at him, she bobbed her head, taking him deeper. He reached his hand to the back of her head, entangling it in her hair.

Grace released him, licking around his length and then took him back into her mouth, bobbing even deeper. Nick tightened his grip on her hair but left her in control.

"Fuck," He groaned when she took part of him down her throat and held him there for as long as she could before pulling off to gasp for air.

She repeated the maneuver three more times, holding him longer with each pass.

Nick's hips bucked and the grip on her hair tightened, stopping her from continuing longer.

He gently pulled to get her to her feet, pressing his lips firmly to hers as he walked her towards her bed, and spun her so her back pressed against his chest.

Holding her firmly in place with his left arm, he reached his right hand under the skirt of her dress and into her underwear, kissing her neck when she softly moaned.

Nick's arms lifted, reaching to hold onto the back of his head as she twisted to kiss him.

He used his ministrations to gauge her readiness, all while inching her closer to the bed.

Once he was satisfied he pushed her to all fours and leaned close enough to whisper in her ear. "Don't move."

Her heart raced as she waited, glancing over her shoulder when she heard him fumbling with a box.

He quickly slid the condom on and moved behind her. He lifted her dress pulling her underwear down without bothering to remove them, thrusting in harder and faster than she had expected.

"Fuck..." The word was inhaled.

"You ok?" The question had sounded sincere, but he hadn't slowed down.

"Yeah... uh huh." The breathy words were more moaned that spoken drawing a smirk from the man plowing into her.

Nick's pace had leveled out compared to his abrupt entry.

He appeared content with the position, something Grace wouldn't complain about since she was a fan herself.

His fingers slid to the front of her dress, slowly unfastening the buttons. His arm slipped around her waist, continuing to thrust as he pulled her so that her back pressed against his chest allowing him to tug the dress free from her arms and toss it to the floor.

Grace dropped to the bed again, groaning into her pillow when she felt her bra loosen around her ribcage. She wiggled it off, shoving the garment in the general direction of the floor.

More of his body weight pressed against her, an adjustment that only made each thrust feel more intense, as hands slid up her torso. She whimpered when her nipples were tweaked, bucking her hips against him.

He pinched slightly harder and she groaned, grumbling incoherently into the pillow.

Nick's hand gripped her hair, tugging to elevate her head. "What was that?"

"Do it again Tilsley."

He chuckled, dropping his hold on her hair as his hands returned to her nipples. He was careful not to squeeze too hard, using the bouncing of her hips as a blueprint.

When he began circling the puckered peaks, much like he would a clit, her body stilled and her chest lifted for better access. Her moaning increasing in volume until he felt her tighten around him.

Nick lessened the touch as he coaxed her down, giving into his own release when she was close to collapsing on the bed.

Grace looked to him. She smiled. "That was well deserved," she said as she looked to him.

"It was."

Nick smirked and kissed her lips. "Are you okay?" He asked as he moved his kisses to her chest.

"I'm good. Just thinking about things," she said. She knew how she was worried now Nick's ex wife had turned up. And she just hoped that things would stay as they were.

***
Grace went over to her mum's flat. She looked to her and smiled. "Where's the diva teen?" She asked as she looked around for her sister.

"Sleeping. Lazy cow didn't go to sleep until 5am. I don't know what's going on with her. But I'm not having it. She needs to stop being so dramatic. And she needs to tell me what's going on. Neither of us can help her. I say us, you're having a baby. So you can't deal with her and her drama," Carla said as she smiled.

Grace shrugged. "My life is full of drama. Can't imagine not having it," she told her.

Carla nodded and smiled. "How are you doing anyway? I know you're having a baby. And I know you tend to forget yourself sometimes," she said.

"I'm okay. I think it's finally sinking in that I'm going to be responsible for a whole human being. And I'm not sure I'm okay with that. I mean, me a mum. It doesn't seem real."

"You'll be fine. You're going to be an amazing mum," Carla told her as she smiled.

***
Grace walked through the streets. She knew all too well how things were about to change. She knew Natasha was back. But what was the reason she had returned? Or did she just want to come between Grace and Nick?