Nick Jonas's New Assistant

Part Eleven (*smut warning*)

I had fallen asleep almost immediately after the movie. I was so tired and felt so safe with Nick that I slept soundly through the night. I fluttered my eyes open and realized that I was alone in Nick's bed. I can't tell if I'm upset by this or not. I wanted to open my eyes and see him there, sleeping soundly and peacefully beside me, but I shouldn't have stayed in here anyway, so maybe it was a good thing he wasn't here, but, where is he?

I wipe some tiredness from eyes before sitting up in the bed, stretching out my arms. That's when I hear the shower running in the bathroom that's attached to Nick's bedroom. I feel a sense of relief that he's only in the shower and didn't leave in the middle of the night to sleep somewhere else, again, I know it's not good but that would've definitely hurt me a bit. I reach over to grab my phone, its 9am. We don't leave until 11 so I have plenty of time. I have a bunch of texts from friends telling me to have fun and be safe, I also have a text from Paul asking me if I have everything, listing off a few of the important stuff. I reply to my friends and then to Paul, making sure I sound as confident as possible that I've got this, that I can handle this. By the time I am done answering texts and emails from venue owners/managers I hear the shower shut off, and a few moments later Nick steps out of the bathroom, a small cloud of steam following behind him.

I look up from my phone and I am slightly taken aback by the site of him. Water droplets are covering his muscular arms and chest, his towel is resting just a little bit lower than I have ever seen it, any lower and nothing would be left to the imagination. My stare off with his body was cut short by the sound of my phone going off. I quickly move my eyes to my phone, it's a text from Paul telling me that everyone will be here at 11am on the dot and to make sure Nick is ready. I go to reply but I am stopped by a hand on my chin. It's Nick. He gently lifts my head, so I am looking at him, my eyes flicker down to watch a few beads of water slide slowly down the length of his neck and with that, the pulsing between my thighs is back. Once the water droplets hit his collar bone I look back up to meet his eyes.

I don't know what happened, what took over my body, but it happened quick. It felt like less than a second and I was up on my knees, facing Nick and pulling my shirt over my head. As soon as it hit the ground his lips crashed into mine, at first I put my hands on his cheeks, savoring every moment our tongues darted out against each other, but then I quickly let them fall and tug at the towel around his waist, I heard it hit the floor and once it did I separated us enough so that I could pull the sports bra I had on off of my body. Nick's eyes immediately dropped down and I saw a small smirk spread over his lips, he lifted a hand to let it slide slowly up my stomach, finally cupping around one of my breasts, his thumb gliding softly over my sensitive nipple, sending shivers of pleasure through my whole body.

I can't take it, I don't want to be teased, I just want him to fuck me, to be pounding into me so hard and so fast that I can barely breathe. I grab his wrist gently and lift his hand from my breast, making him drop his arm to his side. He looks at me just slightly confused but I quickly have my hands on my shorts, pulling them down to my thighs and then falling back against the bed so I can pull them the rest of the way down my legs. My eyes flicker down Nick's body, as I do this, I see him slowly letting his hand run up and down his length, the site of him stroking his already hard cock driving me absolutely insane. He catches me watching him and picks up the pace a bit. My breathing starts to quicken, and I flip myself over. My chest is against the bed, but my hips lift up, exposing all of myself to him.

"Please fuck me..." I say, want dripping from my every word.

He doesn't say anything and it's only a few seconds before I feel one of his hands grip tightly at my hip and he is plunging inside of me. The force with which he does it sends my body forward just slightly, but his hand on my hip keeps me steady. A loud "fuck" slips from my mouth. I have been wanting to feel him inside of me again since the first time we fucked. I have thought about it for weeks and how absolutely amazing it felt, so now that he is here fucking me again, it feels like pure heaven.