Demi
The next morning I woke up in an empty bed, but the sound of dishes clinking made me smile. I stood up, stretching as I pulled on my robe and walked to the kitchen, smiling as I saw Nicko holding Mia in one arm while cooking with the other.
"Good morning." I announced, walking up to him and kissing his lips, then Mia's head.
"Mama!" She squealed, reaching for me.
"Hey baby." I cooed, and cuddled her into my chest as Nicko looked on with a smile.
She laid her head in the crook of my neck and Nicko leaned down, kissing me again.
"Morning beautiful." He murmured against my lips.
"Hi." I giggled, then appraised him.
"Do you have something against clothes?"
He was wearing just a pair of joggers, his calvin klein underwear peaking out the top. Nick shrugged, and I bit my lip as his muscles rippled, "Are you complaining?"
I shook my head and put Mia down in her highchair, pulling him to me by his waistband, "Not at all... But you are going to have to get dressed when we go to the studio today. My mom is picking up Mia at nine, then we're leaving at ten. Okay?"
"Sounds good." He spread his hands over my back, "You know I trust you right? I don't want you to feel obligated to bring me with you to show me that nothing is going on."
"I want you to come." I stressed, "I want you to meet Tim and see how much of an amazing song-writer he is. You have to hear this song baby, it's beautiful."
Nicko nodded and leaned down, kissing me deeply, "I think I have the better view right here..."
I kissed back for a couple minutes until Mia started whining, "Duty calls."
~*~
"It's right up here..."
Nicko followed my directions and we turned into the studio parking lot. He drove through the lot before finally finding a spot in the back, "At least there was no traffic."
I nodded, "We have about twenty minutes..." He went to pull out his phone but I plucked it out of his hand, "What on earth can we do for twenty minutes?"
A smirk played on Nicko's mouth and he grabbed my waist, pulling me towards him. I thanked God we took the Jeep so there was no middle console as I slid onto his lap and pulled his face to mine. We made out for a long time, neither of us really breaking for air unless it was absolutely necessary. I could feel my body reacting to him and didn't try to stop it. We hadn't had a lot of time to get this worked up lately so I was taking it for granted. All of a sudden Nicko pulled away, much to my annoyance.
"What are you doing?" I groaned, "I'm still kissing you."
"Well we have about five minutes... and if you want me to get rid of this by then, we need to stop kissing."
I glanced down and blushed at his obvious erection, then got off of his lap, "Sorry baby."
Nicko closed his eyes and leaned his head back, amazingly, the bulge in his pants receded within a minute or two.
"Do you just think about dead puppies or something?"
He opened one eye then burst out laughing, "No Demi, I don't think about dead puppies. That's the oldest one in the book."
"Then what is it?"
He shook his head, "Come on, we're gonna be late."
I got out of the car, frowning, "Why won't you tell me?"
