Forever

Part 9

Nick ushered Sarah down the red carpet for his video release party. She hadn't realized it would be such a big event, and felt a bit overwhelmed as camera flashes blinded her. Nick kept his hand on the small of her back the entire time, sensing how uncomfortable she was. 

There were a few media outlets lined up to interview Nick before they entered the club. Sarah was impressed by how natural Nick was at handling the press. He was charismatic, well spoken, and hilarious. As nerve racking as this night was, she was proud to stand beside him. 

"And, who is this beautiful lady on your arm tonight?", one of the interviewers asked, motioning to Sarah. 

Nick smiled at her, hugging her around the waist. "Sarah Samson. Leading lady in the video....and in my life".

"Ah, well, you're a lucky man", the interviewer said, concluding the interview.

He looked at her, grazing her temple with his lips, murmuring "yes, I am".

She blushed, but smiled at him. They entered the night club, heading to the VIP area set up on the stage. He was very attentive to her all night, making sure she always had a drink, not leaving her alone too long, and making sure everyone knew she was his. It was his night, but he made it all about her. When they played the video for the crowd below them, he made sure she was right beside him the entire time. 

He sat on the couch, pulling her on his lap. "You having fun, mami?".

She nodded, leaning down for a kiss. He rubbed her cheek with the pad of his thumb.

"I can't wait to go home" he told her, stroking her ass over her dress. 

"You're so cute", she said, smiling brightly at him.

"How cute?" he asked, puckering his lips for a kiss.

She cradled his face in her hands, kissing him. "The cutest". 

She swayed to the music, on his lap, looking around the VIP. She stopped moving when she saw Ann, dancing with a group of girls. "This bitch!".

Nick followed her gaze, seeing Ann. He rolled his eyes. "Ignore it".

"Why is she here?!"

He shrugged. "She probably fucked her way in. Who cares?".

She moved to stand, but he held her in place, a hand on each hip. "Are you jealous?" he teased.

She arched an eyebrow at him. "Of her?!".

He licked his lips sensually, distracting her. "I don't know. I mean, she was all up in all of me. I can understand. You haven't grasped the concept of sharing yet".

Her mouth dropped open. "Oh, I can absolutely share". She stood, going to the closest guy and whispering in his ear. She began dancing with him, and Nick watched, amused. But, as soon as the guy put his hand on her hip, jealousy burned through Nick. He jumped up, grabbing Sarah by the arm and pulling her away. She fought a smile, but enjoyed knowing she'd gotten under his skin. He didn't let go of her arm until they were out of the club, and he handed his valet ticket to the attendant. He pushed her against the wall, kissing her hungrily. She responded eagerly, grabbing his face. He slid his hand under her dress, pushing her panties aside and taking her clit between his thumb and forefinger. He pinched her, hard, making her cry out. She wrapped an arm around his neck, burying her face in his chest as he fingered her furiously. 

"Don't ever do that again", he commanded. "You're mine".

"I'm yours" she repeated.

"Say sorry".

She gripped his wrist, trying to push his hand away, worried someone would see them. "Nick -"

"Say it!"

She looked him dead in the eye, refusing to say it. He continued to assault her pussy until she was moaning, close to cumming. Then he dropped his hand, adjusted her dress, and went to stand at the curb. 

"Are you fucking kidding me!?" she cried, leaning against the wall, regaining her breath. 

He didn't look back at her. "You'll say it eventually". When the car arrived, he held her door, looking at her expectantly. She huffed angrily, but got in. She pulled the door shut before he could close it for her, and crossed her arms over her chest. 

He chuckled as he rounded the car to get in the driver's seat. "Seatbelt" he told her, putting on his own belt. She stared forward, refusing to move. He calmly unbuckled his belt, reached over to pull hers across her, and buckled her in. He gently gripped her chin, turning her to face him. He kissed her softly. "Just say it, mami".

"You want me to lie to you?" she snapped.

He laughed, redoing to seat belt and pulling away from the club. She stared ahead the entire ride home, refusing to speak to him. When they got to the house, she stormed out of the car before he could get her door. She got to the front door before she realized she didn't have a key. 

"Ughhhh!" she groaned, kicking at the front step.

He wrapped his arms around her, kissing her neck. "Tranquila, mami. Don't be so stubborn".

Her body betrayed her, melting back against him. He knew how much his lips on her neck turned her on. "Your not being fair", she whispered.

"Say it". His breath was hot on her ear, sending a shiver down her spine.

She turned to face him, crushing her lips against his. "I'm sorry!" she said softly, as he nibbled on her neck. He pushed her against the wall, unzipping his pants. When he picked her up, she wrapped her legs around him, leaning her back against the wall. He cupped her ass with one hand, his free hand pulling his dick out of his pants. 

He rubbed her clit with the head of his cock. "I can't hear you".

She whimpered, squirming in his grasp. "Please, baby?".

"Say it".

"I'm sorry!". 

He slammed into her, making her scream out. He fucked her hard, and fast, against the wall, sucking hard on her neck. They came together, almost immediately. He waited until he was empty before pulling out, gently kissing all over her face. He released her, holding her steady while she regained her breath. 

"Don't ever use sex as a weapon again" she said, calmly. 

"You did it first, mami".

She looked at him, confused. "By dancing with someone?!".

"No one touches you like that. Only me".

She opened her mouth to speak, but quickly closed it again, reconsidering. "Ok", she said, quietly. "I'm sorry".

He pulled his key out of his pocket, handing it to her. "This is yours now. Welcome home". 

She flashed him a genuine smile, taking the key and unlocking the door. He scooped her into his arms, making her squeal in delight. He carried her over the threshold, kicking the door closed behind them. She clung to him as he carried her to the bedroom, gently placing her down on the bed. He knelt to remove her shoes.

"I love you, Nicky", she said, watching him. 

"I worship you". He stood her up, removing her clothes. He took a tshirt from his drawer, waiting for her to raise her arms, so he could put it on. Once it was on, he removed his own clothes, and pulled the blankets back, waiting for her to climb in. He got in beside her, pulling the blankets up over them.

It had been a long night, and their little game had left them both exhausted. They fell asleep, almost immediately, Sarah's head on Nick's chest, his arm wrapped tightly around her.