Ivory Mist

chapter 13

I lay in my bed, curled up with a pillow. I could not stop crying. Why did Mike feel the need to tell me NOW, that he wants to be with me? I just do not understand. What does he see in me? I am not the prettiest or the sexiest. So why does he and even Dean find me attractive? Will our friendship ever be the same? He is so important to me. However, the simple fact that he felt the need to confess his feelings AFTER he slept with some slut just breaks my heart. I am just so confused right now.

There was a knock on my bedroom door. But I did not answer. Dean opened the door and walked in. He took one look at my and his face dropped. I said nothing. Tears were rolling down my flushed cheeks. My eyes were swollen from all of the crying I had been doing for the last hour.

Dean said nothing either. He walked over to the bed. Kicked off his shoes, and laid down next to me, pulling me into his arms. My back against his chest. He kissed my hair and squeezed me tight. I felt so safe and secure in his arms.

"Tell me what's wrong Nikki," he whispered in my ear.

"You were right." I sobbed

"About what baby." confusion in his voice.

"About Mike. He said he wants to be with me." As soon as I spoke the words, I felt Deans start to tense up. He balled up his fist and cursed under his breath.

"Don't be mad please," I said.

"How can I not be mad? He wants what is mine. That smug son of a bitch. I will kick his fucking ass the....."

"Dean please stop. I am yours. And yours only. Nothing he could say or do will ever change that. It's just..."

"It's just what Nicole?" his voice harden

"I may have lost one of my best friends. How can I get through this." he loosened his tight grip around my waist. He turned me so that I was facing him. His face soften when he looked into my eyes.

"I am sorry about your friend baby. You will get through this. We will get through this. I am always here for you. Don't you ever forget that Nicole?"

"Thank you for coming Dean." I snuggled close to him and placed my head on his chest.

"Anything for you baby. Are you hungry?"

"I don't have much of an appetite. I just want to sleep."

"Well get some rest baby. You have class in the morning and I have to work." he kissed my forehead. "Goodnight my love."

"You are not leaving?" I asked

"Not unless you want me to."

"Of course not."

Suddenly I had an idea. Maybe we could make love until I passed out. I missed him being inside me all day. He could take my heartache away. I ran my hand down his leg, between his thighs. I started to unbutton his pants, but he grabbed my hand and stopped me from going any further.

"No." was all he said.

I sat up and straddled him. Grinding my pelvis against his growing erection. The friction felt so good against my clit. I looked at him to see his mouth open. He was loving this. I grind faster, breathing harder as I felt my wet panties against my swollen clit. It felt so good. I felt the growing need to find my release. I started to move, and then he lifted me by my hips and placed me back on the bed.

"Nicole I said no," he growled

"Why not?" I asked. I started kissing his neck, "Don't you want me, daddy?" His breath hissed through his teeth as I started to nibble his ear.