《Chasing His Muse》


 Chapter 1. My Own Mistake

    ¡°I¡¯m so sorry Collin, please don¡¯t leave me,¡± I begged him, though I know it was not my fault that I didn¡¯t get pregnant. It had been three years now, we had been trying to have a baby since the first year we were married.


    I loved him once, with all my heart. He was my high school sweetheart. We dated in high school, then we separated because we went to a different college. Then we reunited at our best friend¡¯s wedding. We dated for almost a year on and off and decided to get married.


    ¡°You¡¯re useless wife, you can¡¯t even get pregnant. I should have left you by now. Just leave me alone! I¡¯m so fucking upset with you right now.¡± He mmed the door and left me to get drunk in the next room.


    I was an only child, and both of my parents had passed away a couple of years back in a ne crash. Since then, I had been independent and on my own, until I met Collin. After our marriage, Collin moved in with me since I got the bigger house.


    He told me to quit my job and prepared myself to be a full-time mom. I was happy, I was thinking of building a family with him.


    Since I was settled in finance from my parents¡¯ inheritance, I agreed with him and quit my job.


    I rushed to him trying to mend our marriage. ¡°Collin please, don¡¯t be upset with me. We will try again, and again just please don¡¯t leave me.¡±


    ¡°Damn it, woman! Just leave me alone. I will fuck you when it¡¯s time and we will try again, cause I¡¯m that good of a husband to you. Now go!¡± He mmed the door in front of my face, as I slumped down to the floor.


    From the first year that we failed to have a baby, I suggested to him that we both went to a doctor to get checked out and see what our options were. But he went mad at that idea, saying that it must¡¯ve been me. From then on, it went downhill.


    He would go homete, drank after work, and called me names. Told me that I was not a real wife, because I couldn¡¯t even get pregnant. From then, my love for him slowly diminished.


    He never hit me, but his abuse was mental. He would threaten to leave me, every time I got my period by the end of the month. After my period ended he would fuck me every day, but never pleased me anymore. He woulde inside me and leave me be, he would tell me to be a good wife and get pregnant. But every month I didn¡¯t. Until the third year this year.


    It started one evening when I saw him having sex with another woman in our bed. I confronted him and yelled at him. But he just shrugged, saying that I won¡¯t let him leave, so he would do as he pleased.


    I cried that night, my heart shattered to pieces. How could it turn to this? We were very much in love. Where did I go wrong?


    That night I started taking sleeping pills, to get me to sleep. By the next month, I became addicted to it. While Collin was busy fucking around the house, with different women each week.


    Collin would tease me to join them, maybe I could get pregnant if he was satisfied with other women, and came inside me afterward with his cum. Once he even made me watched him fucked another woman. He said it got him aroused, but after ten minutes he told me to get out of the room.


    I would hear Collin and the women screaming and moaning. Making me drink and consume my pills, to help me numb the noise.


    One night when I was sleeping, I could feel him fucking me raw. But I was too sleepy to resist because of the pills. Heughed at me and told me I was a bad wife, that couldn¡¯t even please her husband. He came inside me and left me naked on the bed. And went to sleep in another room.


    This went on for months, making me depressed. Until one day I decided to end my life, and consumed all the pills in my bottle, with liquor.


    I was happy and rxed after that. Feeling myself drowning away, in my sorrows. But I woke up the next day in a hospital. Collin was by my side, he was putting his game face on. Looking sad, and caring towards me. But he was smirking at me, when the doctor and nurses, would look away from us.


    I just didn¡¯t care anymore. I just wanted to die. I was such a failure, I couldn¡¯t even kill myself. I just closed my eyes, didn¡¯t even want to see his face.


    ¡°I¡¯m going to put you in a loony bin honey. There, you can think of me fucking women, in every corner of our house. See there honey, I¡¯m not leaving you. It¡¯s you, that makes yourself leave me. You¡¯re a failure, you can¡¯t even be a good wife, and take care of her husband.¡± He whispered in my ear making me shed my tear, but I was too lethargic, to even wiped away my tear.


    But he did, he wiped away my tear. He kissed the top of my head when he saw the doctor, wasing into the room.


    ¡°Good afternoon Mr. Buford. I¡¯m Dr. Raynes, we¡¯ve talked about admitting your wife to a Psychiatric Hospital. Mrs. Buford here is in a good condition already for her transfer. I don¡¯t think, there would be any problem. If you could follow me, we can continue with the paperwork. And I can have the nurses, to help with her things.¡± The doctor exined to Collin.N?velDrama.Org is the owner.


    I slumped lower to the bed, thinking that at least I didn¡¯t have to be near him, and see him parade all his women around the house, and belittle me. Maybe I could be happy there, maybe I could even get better there? No, Who was I kidding, I was too tired for this life.


    Collin was supposed to be my one and only, my true love, my happy ending. If I couldn¡¯t even manage one person, that I love deeply before. How could I even get better? I was ready for sleep time. I was already drowsy, from this flow of information today.


    Whatever happened to me in the loony bin, I guess it would happen anyway. Not like I could do anything about it. Not like I wanted to do anything about it. I just didn¡¯t have the drive, like I used to.


    Having failure after failure made me what I was, despite all the people were telling me about this morning.

 Chapter 2. Loony Bin

    It had been four months since I had been here. They called it a Psychiatric Hospital, but it was more like a loony bin as Collin would say.


    He never visited me, I didn¡¯t have any more friends since I was with Collin. I didn¡¯t even realize, that I had estranged myself from my friends since I was with him.


    Day after day, it was all the same here. We would gather for a group session, and a private session with the psychiatrist couple of times a week. Then in between, there were several activities that we could join, there were painting, pottery, games like chess, cards, but I would usually sit in the corner and just read books.


    It had been peaceful here, I was finding my rhythm. Until one day one of the attendants told me to try another activity. She wanted me to blend in, rather than reading a book and distant myself from others. She said It would help me socialize with others when it was deemed time for me to be back into the world.


    But I didn¡¯t want to be out. I liked it here. I didn¡¯t have anybody else out there.


    They put me in a painting ss. They said, that a volunteer was teaching the ss today, he was very talented and I should give it a try.


    I entered the ss grumbling, everybody was looking at me when I walked in. I just wanted to be left alone.


    Fuck it! I was just going to sit, paint, then back to my reading nook.


    Well then, why was this an all-women painting ss?


    But then I looked at the volunteer. He was a tattooed handsome goodness. With his manly hands stroking the canvas, and his back muscles stretching his shirt every time he paints upwards. No wonder. I arched my eyebrow at every woman there, smirking.


    Well then, maybe I could paint a little, And see what the fuss was all about.


    I sit my ass on an empty stool in front of an easel. Waiting for further instructions.


    ¡°Right,dies we will continue where we left off a couple of days ago. And looks like we have a neer. I will be with you shortly. Please, everyone, continue as I will circle for viewing.¡± He exined to the ss.


    Such a deep voice. Sexy. Woah¡­ why am I even thinking about it?


    I was still waiting for him. But I decided, I needed to get away. This was not what I wanted. I didn¡¯t need another male in my life. I was done. I just wanted to be left alone.


    I used to be an independent strong-willed woman, I still didn¡¯t understand what happened to me. I would stare outside for hours thinking about it. But then my thoughts got the best of me, as I retrieved back to my cocoon, feeling like my own worthless self.


    I walked out of the ss without even looking back. I was back on my reading nook, staring outside. Not even realizing that I shed a tear.


    ¡°Hey, sorry I didn¡¯t catch your name. Are you okay? Why do you leave the ss?¡± The tattooed handsome goodness asked.


    ¡°Nicolette. Not okay. Loony bin resident. I like reading better. This is my favorite nook.¡± I wiped my tear and held my book tightly to my chest.


    ¡°Well then Nicolette, why don¡¯t you bring your book to the ss. Just stick around. You don¡¯t have to paint yet. Just that Laura, had already jot your name on the list. Come on.¡± He held out his tattooed covered arm at me.


    I looked at it and decided not to take it but I followed him anyway. He smiled, pleased that I was following him.


    Well then. I guess I just had to endure this handsome torment in front of me, for a while longer.Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.


    Laura looked at me from the far corner. I could see her smiling at me. I always liked her. She was the oldest and most senior attendant here. She was very kind to me. She knew my history with Collin. She was here when he gave the consent and signed all the paperwork here. She identally, overhead what Collin said to me that day.


    ¡°Goodbye, my dear wife. I shall never see you again. I will make sure all is taken care of, for your permanent stay here. I¡¯ve got your parents¡¯ money, to take care of the bill. And their house, for me to fuck other women in.¡± He whispered and kissed me on the temple, looking at Dr. Raynes showing off for appearance.


    But Laura was watching and listening behind him, with a sad face as she saw me shed a tear for my life.


    Since then she had been my rock. I would try a couple of times, to end my life here, feeling that I¡¯ve had enough. His words sent me over the edge. Making me wanted to die. But she would hold me and rocked me to sleep. Unlike other attendants here, that would just give me shots, or even more pills to make meplied with their program.


    I was looking at my nk canvas, when the tattooed handsome goodness took my book, and put it on the table beside me, and gave me a graphite pencil. He pointed to the stic flower in a vase, in front of the ss.


    ¡°Nicolette, why don¡¯t you try and sketch the object?¡± He left me, to view others¡¯ painting progress.


    I gripped the pencil and started drawing frantically, fast long strokes with the precision ratio of length and width. God! I haven¡¯t done this in three years, not since Collin.


    Suddenly my vision became blurry. Then I threw the graphite pencil on the table, and quickly run to the third story window.


    Fuck it! I wanted to die! I had enough of this. I was done. I gave up. Then I felt a strong pair of arms grabbed my waist and pulled me in.


    Shit! I couldn¡¯t even die! I was a failure even at trying to kill my self.


    ¡°Please! Please just let me die.¡± I cried hard and slumped down.


    ¡°Just let me go and end my life. Please just give me that.¡± I cried hard as the person kept on holding me tight.


    Suddenly I saw Laura, and she rushed to my side and took me away from whoever I was clinging to.


    ¡°There child, I¡¯m sorry I pushed you too far. It¡¯s okay, you don¡¯t have to draw anymore. Let¡¯s get you to your favorite nook okay?¡± I kept on crying to Laura. But went with her to my nook.

 Chapter 3. Beautiful Sadness

    Laura finally left me alone with my book. I love my books, where I could escape from my reality into another world of people¡¯s minds. Sometimes I would think, that was my therapy.


    I would feel better in the inside minds of brilliant authors. Lost in fictions of heroes, knights, and kingdoms where all led up to bravery, strength, and persistence. I would get lost, and caught up in the story and found out another day had gone by, and the sky was getting darker.


    That day I could feel, someone was watching me from the corner, as I was reading. But I kept on reading anyway, never minding others as I liked to be left alone.


    Until Laura came to get me and ushered me back to my room. I passed the corner seat and saw a sketch, a beautiful sketch of a woman by the window reading a book with rays of sunshine highlighted her soft pale features. Laura saw to my direction and picked up the sketchbook.


    ¡°It¡¯s Brenton¡¯s, I should give it back to him. He was in a hurry when he left an hour ago. It¡¯s beautiful tough, he really captured you beautifully, in this one.¡± She told me, I was a bit stunned but tried to appear casual. To which sheughed. Sometimes it was really surprising, how she knew and could read me so well.


    The next day, Laura apanied me to our group meeting, where wewere supposed to share our issues with other patients there.


    That day I was back to sheltering myself from others. Resisting every attempt from the group leader, to try and made me share and opened up to the group. I left the meeting still feeling the same sadness and helplessness.


    I was so focused on my book, reading while walking to my favorite seat by the window. Until I smashed myself, into a body. I slowly looked up finding the tattooed handsome goodness¡¯ face, he was smiling looking down at me. Looking amused, that I bumped into him.


    Musk. Manly aftershave scent.


    What? why? damn! It has been a really long time.


    I quickly tried to get around him but, he held my stance. ¡°Nicolette, I was hoping to talk to you. I saw your sketch. The strong strokes,position, the passion is there. Why do you stop?¡± He took my book, marked it, and closed it.


    He was taking my hand smoothly like he was used to handling fragile things. He led me to the garden, he informed Laura at the desk, that he was going to take a walk with me outside. She nodded and smiled at me. ¡°Just bring her back, when she wants to Brenton. Take care of her, she¡¯s my baby.¡± I pouted at her and sheughed.Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.


    We sat on the bench, he was waiting for me to talk. He didn¡¯t push me, he just patiently waited for me.


    ¡°Collin, my husband. He made me quit painting. Sorry but I can¡¯t paint, it reminds me of him. I don¡¯t want to be reminded of him.¡± My body instantly shuddered, my tears trickled down my cheeks.


    ¡°Fuck! Sorry, I can¡¯t do this. I don¡¯t share. It hurts too much.¡± He held my hand in his. Kept rubbing it trying to calm me down. But didn¡¯t say anything. He wiped my tears away and hugged me. Put his chin on top of my head, and keeps rubbing my back. I kept on staying still and didn¡¯t say anything. I finally calmed down and he let me go.


    ¡°Do you want to read in my ss? I¡¯d like to paint you. May I? You can read anywhere you want, right? I like catching people¡¯s expressions, and yours is a very honest one. The sadness it¡¯s so deep, I need to paint it.¡± He caressed and stroked my cheek. He didn¡¯t smile, he looked sad and understanding. But I could see that there was a wanting in his eyes. The need for my approval. I didn¡¯t say anything to him. But it was like he could see it in my eyes.


    He held out his hand, as I took his and followed him to his ss. Laura looked at us, a bit taken back that I would follow him back to his ss, after myst incident. He led me to sit on the stool, that he already moved to the center of the room. He gave me back my book and told me to continue reading it. While he got back behind the canvas and started painting.


    I let him be, as I continued my reading. We stayed silent for almost two hours until he finally finished. His face was clear like he had aplished something.


    He came to me and held out his hand. His eyes were telling me to follow him, as I did. I looked behind the canvas. His strokes, his choices of colors it was genius. He was freaking talented. This was a gallery-quality painting. I knew this stuff, I went to school for this. Not many people could achieve this kind of art within a day, not to mention two hours.


    ¡°Why are you here? This is amazing, not many artists can achieve this kind of result in such a small amount of time.¡± I hovered my hand above his painting, catching the sadness in his strokes. My tears fell feeling the sadness in his painting. ¡°Beautiful.¡± I couldn¡¯t even bring my hand to touch the painting it was too beautiful.


    He wiped my tears for the second time today. ¡°You are beautiful. Even your sadness is beautiful. I would like to paint you again tomorrow.¡± He didn¡¯t ask, just stated so. I nodded to his statement.


    ¡°Come, let me get you back to Laura. I should get going. I will see you again tomorrow. Keep on reading your books for now. It will keep your mind upied from your husband, and your inner demons.¡± He rubbed my shoulder and slowly kissed my temple, as I closed my eyes feeling his warmth.


    He left me with Laura. Thanking me for my time. And told Laura to spared me some time, in my schedule with him tomorrow. She smiled looking at me and back at him, and confirmed to him that she will do that.

 Chapter 4. Down and Up Again

    Collin called me this morning. Laura put me on the line with him, after confirming whether I would like to receive his phone call or not. I said yes to her. Saying I was afraid he woulde here if I didn¡¯t answer his phone. I didn¡¯t want to ever see his face ever again. Not even in another lifetime.


    He called just to check-in on me. ¡°Hello wife, how are you today? I¡¯ve got your report from Dr. Raynes in my hand. Saying that you still try to kill your self there, a couple of days ago. Answer me, wife, is that true?¡± He startedughing and my tears started to fall, Laura was by my side in no time. Knowing I was still on the phone with Collin. Gesturing if I want the call to be cut off or not, I shook my head no to her. I was still afraid that he would visit me. At least I didn¡¯t have to see his face when he was mocking me.


    ¡°Well? Can¡¯t you speak anymore woman?¡±


    ¡°Yes, I did. I still want to.¡± My voice was just a whisper now. I was telling the truth. He was calling me and was still have a damaging effect on my mental state. He wasughing on the other side now. I could hear a woman on his line. The fuck?! She was clearly moaning his name.


    I slowly slumped to the floor, Laura was trying to hold on to me but failed. Then I felt Brenton behind me, he was taking the phone and giving it to Laura. She ended his call, saying there was an emergency situation with his wife. Which made himughed harder, I could even hear him. Laura hang up his phone and nodded to Brenton.


    He took my hand and helped me stand up. ¡°You want to go to your room or the garden?¡± He never asked why, it was like he already knew. He just asked, what I wanted to do next. It was like his way of saying to me, that I had to move on. He never asked the question of why and returned me to the memory of it.


    ¡°Garden, with my book.¡± He nodded and got the book from Laura.


    He let me sit on one end, while he was on the other end. He gave my book, and took a strand of my hair, and put it in behind my ear. Then he took off his jacket and put it over my shoulder.


    Momentster he let me be in my own world, as I opened the pages of my book and started to read. I was feeling calm with a book in my hand, and his jacket on my shoulder as I took in his scent, and his body warmth that was left in it. I inhaled it and took it all in. Closing my eyes for a moment, then got back to my reading.


    We sat there for more than an hour, I was reading my book, while he kept on sketching on his sketchbook on the other end of the bench.


    I finally closed my book. ¡°Babies, I couldn¡¯t give him babies and be a good wife to Collin.¡± He nodded but didn¡¯t ask further. As he stood up and asked me to follow him, back to his ss.


    We passed by Laura, he talked to her then put his hand on my back, and directed me to his ss, and told me to sit on the stool in front of the canvas.


    He took my book and put it aside. He grabbed several pots of paints, opened it, and put it beside me. He slowly took my hand, entwined my fingers with his. ¡°I want you to close your eyes, Nicolette, I want you to visualize your strokes, your colors, the depth of your paint,position, and put it in your canvas.¡± His deep voice pulled me in, rxing my state of mind, as he dipped my finger in one of the pots.


    ¡°Open your eyes, Nicolette, now paint. I will be painting you from across.¡± He leaves me be, kissed my temple, and moved across to his stool, and started to paint. We stayed quiet for another two hours as we both painted.


    I was actually enjoying this, I could feel myself smiling as I stroked my fingers on the canvas. It had been a long time since I painted with my fingers. All the blues and the whites, the depth of the colors, I felt it all. It was like I was taking it all in, opening up my heart, make it beat a little faster, as I stroked it wider on the canvas.


    I started getting off my stool, feeling the energy. And started to paint standing up. Using both hands now, one for mixing the colors and holding the pots. My strokes were getting bolder as the color became more vibrant, and the shades got darker on the other edge of the canvas. My arms were full of color palettes, as I mixed them with a sudden st of vision for my canvas.


    I finally sit back down on my stool, breathing heavily as my canvas was full of strokes of colors. My hands and arms are covered in paints, and I was feeling so alive.


    Brenton came to my side and looked at the painting and my state of bliss. He looked pleased with me. He stroked my hair and pulled me up, standing in front of him facing the canvas.


    He took a thin brush, put it on my covered paint fingers, and dipped it in ck paint and he whispered. ¡°Sign the painting Nicolette, it¡¯s yours. You made it beautifully, such as you are.¡±


    I signed my painting and put the brush back on the table. Then he turned me to face him, as he cupped my face. He was looking at me, waiting for my approval. Then he put his lips on mine, softly but firm.


    ¡°Beautiful, lovely, sweet, Nicolette.¡± He said, in between kisses making me moaned, and he slipped his tongue kissing me deeper. Holding my head in ce, until we were both breathless. He let me go, and I blushed crimson in his hands.Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.

 Chapter 5. Dead Husband

    Fruits! Fucking fruits!


    It¡¯s like art ss all over again. Wait¡­ this is an art ss.


    It was an art ss with tattooed handsome goodness standing in front.


    Well, this I can live with.


    I started to paint. Sketching my outlines slow then fast, strong strokes keeping my sketchposition proportional.C¨°ntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    I could feel him behind me, saying nothing. His warmth hovers on top of me. I closed my eyes for a moment then sighed. He lowered himself, put his tattooed palm on my shoulder and his lips lingered beside my ear.


    ¡°Beautiful, nice strong strokes, powerful arch, keep it up, Nicolette.¡± He left me abruptly, his deep voice made me sighed.


    Deep breath woman! You can do this! Just paint the fucking fruits!


    You can fuck the tattooed handsome goodnesster on!


    Wait what??


    ¡°Nicolette honey, would you pleasee with me,¡± Laura called me out of my own thoughts.


    I walked out of the room, following her to the emptymon room. She looked tense, worried like something really bothered her mind.


    Did she know about me kissing Brenton? Oh my, was it Collin, did he finally decide to see me? I paled right away, my eyes were searching every corner of the room for his features. My heart beats a thousand times faster, I started to grip my own hands. I could feel cold sweat trickled down my forehead.


    Laura came to me and hugged me. ¡°My child it¡¯s okay, he¡¯s not here.¡± I shed my tears sobbing on her shoulder.


    ¡°I wanted to inform you, that the police called me a couple of minutes earlier. Said that your husband was involved in a car ident and he died, while the paramedics were trying to get him to the hospital.¡± She calmed me down.


    She seated me down. Kept on hugging me. Stroking my hair, kissing my temple. ¡°Shhh¡­ everything will be okay now, Nicolette. He¡¯s gone. You¡¯re strong. Everything will be okay.¡±


    I just sat there, not knowing how to react to the news. My tears kept on falling. I felt relieved, sad, and empty, mostly empty.


    Who am I? now that he¡¯s gone. I¡¯m no body¡¯s. What¡¯s my purpose in life now?


    I started to get up and went to my room. Laura let me go, but I could feel her looking at me from the sofa.


    I closed my room, heading for my bed as Iid my body in a cocoon, and rocked my self. I tried to remember the early days of our marriage, where we loved each other. He has gone now, I couldn¡¯t even keep him alive. My husband, whom I loved once. Maybe he would still be alive if he had not met me. I killed him, just as I killed our marriage.


    I could feel strong arms, taking me to his embrace. I opened my eyes seeing his tattooed arms circling my body, holding me close to him. He didn¡¯t say anything, just kept on holding me to his chest, stroking my hair. Taking my head, cupping my face looking into my eyes, and kissed my temple. Then took my face to rest on the crook of his neck, while he was resting his jaw on my head, taking me in closer to his embrace.


    I started feeling his warmth, as I moved my arm trailing to his body. Feeling the contour of his abs, to his chest, to his nipples, his pierced nipples. Which made me stopped and looked at him. He arched his eyebrow at me. Not saying anything, he ced his hand above mine. Nudging me to touch him from under his shirt, to his pierced nipple making him moaned my name.


    ¡°Nicolette, damn¡­ we shouldn¡¯t be doing this. But it feels so good. More Nikki.¡± He grunted, cupped my face with his other hand, and crushed his lips with mine, opening my mouth pushing his tongue in me, as we moaned simultaneously.


    I¡¯ve never felt this good, in my entire life with a man. He was so fucking good at this.


    ¡°We¡¯re not going to fuck Nicolette, not yet, not today. I¡¯m just going to help you forget okay? Let me help you forget.¡± He told me, as he hovered on top of me, pulling off his shirt, revealing all his tattooed goodness chest.


    I whimpered under him, moaning as he trailed his kisses lower to my neck. Slithering his hand under my blouse, quickly unsping my bra and stroking my nipple. ¡°Beautiful, Nicolette just like the rest of you.¡± He grabbed the end of my blouse and peeled it off of me, and started licking and sucking me. Making me arched my back, offering him more.


    ¡°So good, more Brent. Touch me please.¡± That was all it took, as he grabbed both of my wrists, and put them roughly above my head.


    ¡°Shit Nikki, I need to do this gently. You need to stop telling me what to do.¡± I could feel his needs, making me wanted him more.


    He started nibbling on my neck, as his other hand was trailing to my sex. Causing me to moaned in anticipation. Until he dipped his finger in me, feeling my wetness. I could feel him smiling. ¡°You¡¯re so wet for me Nicolette. I need you to rx for me, Nikki.¡± Feeling overwhelmed, I immediately sit up.


    ¡°Shit! I¡¯m so sorry Brenton, I can¡¯t do this. I don¡¯t think I can do this. I¡¯m never good at this. Collin told me so.¡± I wiped my tears away, blushing as I was seeing my naked chest, and tried to covered it up with my hands.


    He looked mad at me, as he roughly took my hand to his groin, feeling his bulge. ¡°This is how hard you make me Nicolette. You¡¯re beautiful to me, no matter what anybody says. You can do this. I will make youe, Nikki. We¡¯re not stopping until youe.¡±


    He kissed the traces of my tears and pushed me back down to the bed. He went down on me slowly now. Taking his time as he slipped his finger in me while licking and sucking my nipples. I moaned and chanted his name over and over again. Feeling like I was getting higher and higher but I was afraid to fall. ¡°I can¡¯t Brent, please.¡± But he would not listen to me, as he added another finger pushing in and out of me, stretching me.


    ¡°So tight Nicolette, don¡¯t think about it just look at me, rx and kiss me. Like that Nikki, move your hips, fuck my fingers.¡± I kept on getting closer and closer, I never know I could even get this close until I was torn, as I bucked my hips wildly in his hand.


    ¡°Fuck! What happened to me? It¡¯s so good.¡± I sigheding down from my bliss.


    ¡°That was your very first orgasm, but definitely not yourst. Nicolette.¡± He told me as I rxed in his arm. He kissed my forehead, and help me pulled my blouse back on, and covered my body with my nket.


    ¡°Try to sleep now, Nikki. I will tell Laura, not to bother you for a couple of hours.¡±

 Chapter 6. After Collin

    Dr. Raynes called me to his office the next day. ¡°Morning, Mrs. Buford. First of all, we would like to give you our condolences. I¡¯m very sorry for your loss. Please have a seat.¡± He told me, pulling a chair for me to sit. He waited until I was seated, then he continued.


    ¡°I¡¯m not sure if yourwyer has been in touch with you or not. If not we will facilitate your meeting, and contact him for you. We will make sure, everything goes as smoothly as possible. In a couple of days, we will transfer you back to your home.¡± He told me, while he was shuffling my files on his desk.


    ¡°But be sure that we will still avable for you, for further consultation. Laura will assist you, Mrs. Buford. Again, we¡¯re sorry for your loss.¡± He exined to me, another technicality but I was already tuned out by then.


    My head was already doing weird thinking, I was ready to fall back to my corner when Laura assisted me to get up, and we went back to my room.


    ¡°Nicolette honey, I already contacted yourwyer and he will be here in an hour, he was already on his way when I called. So, why don¡¯t you go get freshen up? I¡¯ll go get set up the room for your meeting. And don¡¯t worry honey, I will be there for you when you get out. I promise you.¡± She hugged me, leaving me with my thoughts.


    I went and took a quick shower, and got ready for mywyer, Mr. Roberts. He was my dad¡¯swyer, and now he acted as mywyer and conducted business between mine and Collins¡¯swyer. I had started contacting him after I found out that Collin had been cheating with other women, and I was trying to protect my future self financially wise.


    Sometimes I wondered, what made me took that decision. I guess deep down inside, I still had a survival instinct.


    ¡°Hello Nicolette, I hope we¡¯re meeting in a better situation. Tough I still think that we are. I never did like that Collin guy.¡± Ian gave me his fatherly hug.


    ¡°Hello Ian, how¡¯s the family?¡± We sat and talked about his family, and the memory of ours, vacationing together along time ago.


    ¡°So Nicolette, I¡¯m just going to get to the point. Yourte husband Collin was a piece of work. Thest time we talked, we had arranged so he couldn¡¯t touch your fund, because of his infidelity. But under the circumstances of your supposedly mental health, he had taken legal steps to get his hands on your inheritance. I was still trying to find some loopholes with hiswyers, but got stumped after another suicide attempt from youst week?¡± He held out his hand and took mine to caress.


    ¡°I don¡¯t know what happened to you child, but you have to be strong now. Your parents would want you to be. I know they will. You¡¯re never alone, you know. You have us. I know Regan misses you. She never did understand, why you pushed her away. But that¡¯s all in past. We should just look ahead okay?¡± He wiped my tears away.


    ¡°So, I will go straight to your asset. You still have your parent¡¯s house. But you don¡¯t have anymore fixed ie. Turned out Collin, sold out all your bonds, and his own property.¡± He started exining.


    ¡°So that leaves you with the house and less than twenty thousand dors in your savings. Now, that¡¯s why they will transfer you back to your house since you could not afford this ce anymore. I would suggest that you sell your parents¡¯ house and move to a smaller ce. And still, go to group meetings here or another ce that you prefer just to keep your mental state in check.¡± He added.


    ¡°His body? Will you take care of it? I don¡¯t want to do anything about it.¡± I stuttered mentioning it to Ian.


    ¡°Yes, I will take care of his body, and coordinate with the police with your approval. You don¡¯t have to worry about that.¡± He assured me.


    He carried on advising me as I listened. ¡°I don¡¯t mean to be rude Nicolette. But it¡¯s the harsh reality. I would strongly suggest that you, at least let Regan back into your life. You need a friend, child. She could be good for you. And now that Collin¡¯s gone, I¡¯m confident that you will survive this.¡± I nodded at his suggestion.


    He left me, after our two hours meeting. I went back to my room. I didn¡¯t feel the need to attend any other activity, since I would be leaving this ce anyway. I got my book and started reading.


    But I couldn¡¯t focus. I kept on thinking about what would I do without Collin in the house, it felt like I had been with Collin for so long. When in reality, it had been an intense four years of my life, that was being forcefully taken away from me.


    I heard a knock, then Brenton came in. He closed the door behind him. He came to me, put my book down, and hugged me.


    ¡°Laura told me everything. I¡¯m not sure I¡¯m sorry for your loss. But I¡¯m d that he¡¯s gone. You deserve so much better Nicolette.¡± I rested my head on his chest. His tattooed arms circle my body. I felt warm and safe in his embrace.


    ¡°I heard that you¡¯re leaving? Laura told me about your situation. I know it¡¯ll sound weird, but I got a proposition for you. I want you to be my muse.¡± I was taken back by what he said. I quickly shook my head no.


    I know what entailed to be a muse for a painter, it would take long hours, most likely a romantic rtionship.


    ¡°Nicolette, just think about it. Give me your answer tomorrow. Or in the next couple of days. I can¡¯t let you go, I need you to be my muse.¡± His expression was honest like I could trust him. But it felt like I was jumping from one man to the next. I didn¡¯t think I¡¯m there yet.


    But he came to me, and sit by my side anyway. His face was close to mine, his breath was making me shivered. Then he was kissing me, making me breathless, as we both moaned each other¡¯s name. ¡°Please think about it, Nicolette? Could you please do that for me?¡± He asked nibbling on my ear. His deep voice vibrated, throughout my body.


    His hands lifting me, sitting me on hisp, then hetched on to my mouth, pushed his tongue inside, making me whimpered. As I replied to his question. ¡°Yes, I will think about it, Brenton.¡±


    I could feel him smiling smugly, as he reached the underside of my breast and started ying with them. I cursed as he chuckled, and startedying me down on the bed, slithering down between my legs, and started pleasing me, taking my body higher and higher. Until I climax, by his talented fingers.


    ¡°Thank you, Nicolette. I will be waiting for your answer.¡± One breathless kissedter he left me alone, sated in my room.


    Damn! Not good! Maybe because it¡¯s too good.Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.


    Woman! You need to re-evaluate your priorities here¡­

 Chapter 7. Coming Back Home

    Two dayster I was back home. Ian, mywyer was at the hospital previously to assist me with the paperwork for them. Then when we got home, Regan his daughter was there waiting for us.


    He asked previously, was it okay if Regan joined us. He said that she has been asking about me. We used to be really close in college, but after Collin, we just drifted apart.


    ¡°Nicolette, hey how are you holding up? I¡¯m sorry I haven¡¯t visited you. I¡¯m just not sure about where we stand, since Collin. I should¡¯ve fought harder for you when he told me things about you. God, I¡¯m so sorry, Nic.¡± She hugged me, it felt so nice to have her back.


    ¡°I miss you, Regan, I miss us, I miss having friends. It¡¯s not your fault Reg, look can we just move past everything and move on?¡± I hugged her back and wiped my tears away. Happy tears, for having my friend back.


    ¡°Thank you, Ian, thank you for bringing her back into my life.¡± I hugged her dad.


    ¡°There¡­ there child. I¡¯m just d you¡¯re okay and moving on with your life. I¡¯ve tried to set you up, with your bare necessities in the house. Financially your good for the next couple of months, until you sold the house and moved to a smaller one. Then we can talk about, some investment for your future. It¡¯s doable Nicolette, don¡¯t worry we will help you out. I¡¯ve known your family for a long time, I know they would¡¯ve done the same for my Regan.¡± He hugged me back and kissed my temple.


    ¡°Nicolette?¡± Brenton called me out from the open door, he was there standing with Laura by his side. He looked upset with me.


    Why? What is he doing here anyway?


    I walked to the door to greet them. ¡°Hey Brenton, Laura,e on in.¡± I hugged them both.


    But Brenton pulled me in, his hands were cupping my head. He kissed me passionately leaving me breathless. While my hands, barely even had time touch him. Laura was coughing beside us. ¡°Well, I didn¡¯t see this oneing.¡± She grinned.


    ¡°Come on Nicolette, leave Brenton to get your things from his car. Wee by to deliver you stuff, including your paintings. They¡¯re very good I must confess, never thought you were a painter before. I see you have visitors?¡± She mentioned as we walk into the house.


    ¡°Oh, sorry Laura. This is Ian Roberts you¡¯ve met before, he¡¯s my familywyer and dearest friend of my parents, and this is Regan his daughter, my best friend. We just get back just now, you know¡­ Collin.¡± I didn¡¯t continue just let it hang, and she understood.


    I saw Brenton was carrying my stuff, to the living room.


    ¡°Hey Brenton,e here let me introduce you to Ian and his daughter Regan,¡± I called him out.


    ¡°Ian, Regan this is Brenton Adams, his one of the volunteers at the hospital he teaches art ss.¡± Ian was looking a bit skeptical, but Regan was looking starstruck? As they shake hands.


    ¡°Oh my god! You¡¯re THE Brenton Adams? Shit! Nic. If I weren¡¯t gay. I would be so jealous of you right now.¡± I was crimson right now, Laura wasughing behind me now.


    So he¡¯s famous?


    ¡°Regan,nguage kiddo. Your father is still in the room.¡± Brenton was at ease now that I had introduced everyone.


    Ian left not long after, said he had another meeting. Laura and Regan were busy, helping me set up my stuff and boxing off Collin¡¯s stuff from my room to give to charity. I was going to do it my self but I couldn¡¯t, too many bad memories.


    So I was left in the kitchen, preparing lunch for all of us with Brenton.


    ¡°So I never knew you¡¯re famous? I knew you¡¯re very good at painting, genius I might say. But why didn¡¯t you mention it to me, you¡¯re that good?¡± He just shrugged.


    ¡°Didn¡¯t see the need, but if it gets you to be my muse. Then¡­ yes I¡¯m famous, I even have a clutch of groupies stalking me. That¡¯s why I like hanging out at the hospital. Nobody would know me. Except for the attendants, but they¡¯re used to me by now.¡± He exined.


    ¡°So, does this means you will be my muse?¡± He got closer to me, trapping me between his arms, leaning between me and the kitchen ind. He started lowering his head down. His deep voice traveled to my ear, giving me goosebumps.


    Damn! Sexy! Can¡¯t hold off any longer.


    ¡°Kiss me.¡± My voice came out as a whispered, as I tried to hold my feelings in control.Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.


    He smirked, lowering down his lips and roughly crushed his to mine, his hand traveled to the back of my neck, gripping it closer. He groaned as I opened my mouth letting him in. We were moaning each other¡¯s names when he suddenly let me go. Then we heard Laura and Regan¡¯s voiceing to the kitchen.


    ¡°Well then I should, we should, right, let me just¡­¡± Heughed seeing my awkwardness. I saw my reflection on the mirror by the joining kitchen wall to the living room. I was blushing, my lips were all swollen, and he was loving it.


    We continued our lunch talking andughing. I never knew that I would have a good time in this house, ever again. Although this house reminded me of Collin, with ourst time here where he mentally abused me. But this was also my childhood home.


    There were more memories of me and my parents here. That was why it was still bearable for me to be here and lived here for the next couple of months. Until I found a smaller ce, and be with myself, and continued my life, whatever the future had in n for me.


    Laura decided to came home first, and Brenton was taking her back. She scribbled down her phone number and also Brenton¡¯s. Just in case I needed anything more, from the hospital or just wanted to talk to.


    ¡°Call me tonight, I¡¯ll be waiting.¡± Brenton slurred his word in my ear, while slightly biting it, without anyone seeing. I close my eyes and sighed.


    I was a bit sad when he left. But then Regan was all hyped about him, waiting for me to spill.


    ¡°Damn! Nic. Seriously, he¡¯s like the most wanted bachelor in the art industry. I think you should be careful with him. But, I also think you should have a good time with him and forget about Collin! Oh my god, Nic! I¡¯m torn here. I¡¯m not supposed to give you bad inputs as your best friend.¡± She hugged and sheughed, looking giddy like a kid on a candy rush.


    Regan left an hourter her girlfriend was picking her up, she introduced Leslie to me. And they left minutester leaving me alone in the big house.


    I decided to take a warm bath and yed with my new phone that Ian got me today. There was already Ian¡¯s and Regan¡¯s number in there, and I already typed Laura and Brenton¡¯s. So secondster I was smiling, and googling Brenton Adams.

 Chapter 8. The Memories

    I couldn¡¯t sleep. I kept tossing and turning in my bed.


    Fuck! The bed! I need to change the bed.


    Before I knew it, all the memories came flooding, the betrayal, the hurt. I quickly got out of bed like it was on fire. Tears streaming down my face.


    Fuck it, woman! You¡¯re better than this. The fucker is dead!


    I kept on trying to hold my self up. Conversing with my self. But still couldn¡¯t do it. I needed someone.


    My hands were trembling. I reached for my phone, it slipped out of my grips a couple of times but I managed to call Brenton. Didn¡¯t know why I press his number. But I just wanted somebody to be here, not talking about it.


    He picked up, after a couple of rings.


    ¡°Nicolette? Are you okay?¡± His voice was heavy like he just woke up.


    ¡°Hey, Nicolette. Are you at the house?¡± He asked again since I hadn¡¯t answered his questions.


    ¡°Yes, could youe? Please.¡± I begged him. He asked no more questions, and just told me that he would be here shortly, then hung up on me.


    I sat on the couch and hugged my knees, trying to keep the warmth in. I didn¡¯t want to get back the to bedroom and get my clothes.


    I was about to fall asleep on the couch when I heard my phone ring.


    ¡°I¡¯m here Nikki, you can open the door now.¡± He stated calmly. I hang up and walked to the door. I opened it, and I hugged him tightly as he holds me close to his warm chest.


    ¡°Shit Nikki your body is so cold, lets go inside quickly.¡± He ushered me into the living room, not letting his eyes from my nighty covered body. It had been so long since I wore my lingerie, I always liked the silkiness and the sexiness of it. I didn¡¯t wear it in the loony bin. That¡¯s why I was wearing it tonight, after seeing it in my drawer, being untouched for so long.


    ¡°Um, I¡¯m sorry, I can¡¯t make myself get back to my room to get my cover-up.¡± My tears fell again as I roughly wiped it away, I was sick of being so fragile.


    He quickly came to me and gave me another hug, he lifted my chin and looked into my eyes before he kissed me deeply. While his hands lingered down to my ass and pulled me t to his body. I could feel his hardness, making me moaned his name.


    ¡°No apologizing Nicolette. With that outfit, I¡¯m the one that should be thankful. Fuck I¡¯m hard now. I¡¯ve been thinking about you since ourst kiss this afternoon. Come let me warm you up, you¡¯re so cold.¡± He smirked at me carrying me to the couch.


    ¡°Brenton, I don¡¯t think we should.¡± But he alreadyid me down to the couch.


    ¡°Shhh¡­ it¡¯s okay, I¡¯m helping you forget. Just let me help you.¡±C¨°ntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    He¡¯s helping me forget. Yes, no big deal. I¡¯m good, I can do this. I don¡¯t have intimacy issues.


    He spread my legs andid his body above mine, his forearms on my sides.


    ¡°You smell good Nikki, I¡¯ve been wanting to do this for the longest time. I¡¯m not a patient man. Open my shirt baby, touch me.¡± He nudged my hands to his chiseled abs under his shirt, as he let out his manly grunts.


    Well, oh my! I¡¯m flooding down there.


    I pulled up his shirt, revealing his tattooed chest. I smiled seductively, as I licked his pierced nipple, causing him to clench his jaw. I licked it and sucked it yfully, as he grabbed my hair. Revealing my neck, and started licking my sensitive spot, as I awarded him with my curses and moans.


    ¡°Damn it Nikki, so good. So fucking good. We need to move. Bedroom? I need to fuck you properly.¡± He lifted me and put me on his shoulder, as I giggled, but went quiet all of a sudden looking at his delicious tattooed behind.


    Yummm, I can stay like this a while longer.


    Then he kissed and bite my thigh yfully, pulling me back to his question.


    ¡°Upstairs, first door on the left.¡± He quickly found it and threw me on the bed. He stripped to his boxers and joined me on the bed.


    I was beyond horny by now. ¡°Feel me, Brent, I need to forget, kiss me.¡± I pleaded to him. He flipped me to be on top of him.


    ¡°You need to be on top Nikki, or I will go ape on you, with your pleads.¡±


    He peeled off my lingerie, leaving me in myce panties. Feeling sexy, I moved and rubbed my self to his dick covered boxers. It was straining him now. He clenched his jaw again.


    Sexy, so damn sexy.


    My hands were all over his tattooed body. His hands were grabbing my thigh, squeezing it indulging my forey to his groin. ¡°Damn it, babe, take off my boxers, I need you. I need to fuck you.¡±


    I moved back and took off his boxers, his dick proudly greeted me.


    Well nice to meet you too there, big guy.


    ¡°Take it all off Nikki, I want you naked on top of me.¡± I stripped naked in front of him, as he stroked his shaft, while he waited for me.


    Fuck! How do people survive this kind of sexy torment?


    I took his hand, and switched it to my hand, stroking his now. He pulled his head back, closing his eyes. Enjoying my strokes. Then I lowered my lips and started to lick and sucked him, then he opened his eyes and smiled at me. His hands were on my head, controlling the pace.


    ¡°So good Nikki, fuck! Like that, just like that. More, damn it stop Nikki.¡± He held my head to stop. I pouted at him. ¡°But it still wants me Brent, look!¡± Heughed at me.


    ¡°Later babe, we have all night. All morning. All day. Come to me.¡± He lifted my ass to his chest straddling him. I shrieked embarrassed, as my sex was facing him, in the most vulgar way. I tried to back off, but he was not having it.


    ¡°Stay still, it¡¯s my turn now.¡± He smiled deviously under me, then he started to ravish me. Shocking me with pleasure as I tried to bnce myself, by holding on to the headboard. But he was relentless. As he gave me licks after licks not even stopping for a time out. I cursed and moaned but he just kept on going and going.


    ¡°Damn it, Brenton. So good, fucking hell! I¡¯ming. Yes like that, fuck more, more, nearly there, fuck!¡± I buck my hips,ing down from my climax, as he keeps on sucking me dry holding my ass in ce.


    ¡°Fuck enough Brent, it tickles.¡± He was making me scream and giggle on top of him. He finally let me go, get off the bed, as I slumped to my side feeling spent.


    But he was on top of me in no time, after covering his dick with a condom, that he just got from his wallet. He started to nibble on my tits and get between my legs, as he bent my knees and opened it wide for him to feast his eyes.


    God, he¡¯s so brave, in this intimacy thing.


    ¡°Beautiful Nicolette, so beautiful.¡± Then he pushed himself in me stretching me. ¡°Tight, so fucking tight. Shit Nikki, I¡¯m going toe so fast. Just don¡¯t fucking move.¡±


    He started to move inside me, pushing in and out, making me whimpered to his thrust. I was moaning his name, cursing all through the moon and back. Until he started quickening his pace saying that he was about toe. I clenched tighter feeling him twitching inside me, then he burst as his thrust got slower and more sloppy.


    ¡°Damn, Nikki. That was¡­ damn we should do it again, but I need to rest first.¡± He slumped to my side after discarding the condom, I could hear his steady breathing telling me that he had gone to sleep. I was back to his side after cleaning myself and get back under the cover naked. Secondster he pulled me to his chest and dozed off again.

 Chapter 9. Morning Muse

    I woke up, feeling the empty bed beside me. I stretched out my arms and legs, feeling the soreness between my legs.


    Oh my¡­ it was definitely not a dream.


    Then I saw him seating on the other side of the room, with his sketchbook. Wearing nothing just his boxers. ¡°Morning Brenton, what are you doing?¡± I smiled at him suddenly embarrassed, that I was still naked.


    I tried to find my clothes, but he threw me his shirt instead.


    Ok then¡­


    He came to me, giving me a cup of coffee. ¡°Thank you.¡± I grinned, sit myself up, and drank it.


    ¡°Finished your coffee. I want my breakfast after this.¡± He said, and then threw his sketchbook, and got under the cover. His hands started to wander to my legs, slowly inching to my sex. I sipped my coffee, then set it aside to the bedside table.


    ¡°Need to pee!¡± I run to the bathroom and do my morning business. Then I washed my face and brush my teeth. I got back to the room, with a view of Brenton stroking his morning boner.


    This man¡­


    ¡°Do you want help with that? Or you¡¯re good?¡± I walked to his side of the bed and stayed there, waiting for his instruction. He looked pleased with me.


    ¡°Get out of my shirt Nikki, andy beside me.¡± I did as he tells me to do. I looked at him, as he was still stroking his shaft.


    Damn, I¡¯m wet already. And he hasn¡¯t even touched me.


    ¡°Do you like watching me? Do you enjoy watching me? Let me look at you. Open your legs for me, Nicolette.¡± He ordered me, as Iplied with his demand.


    ¡°Yes, you obviously like watching me y with myself. You¡¯re glistening for me already. Beautiful Nikki.¡± He crept to my neck, and started kissing me, then roughly pulled me in.


    ¡°I like to y rough, Nicolette. Just tell me if you want to slow down okay? Then we can have it your way. Do you mind?¡± I moaned at him telling him I was good, that we were good.


    ¡°I like to try your way.¡± I smiled shyly at him. I feasted my eyes at his tattooed body and his pierced nipples. I couldn¡¯t wait to be fuck by him again. The soreness was suddenly forgotten.


    He flipped me to my front and took my ass to his pelvis. He was on his knees behind me, holding on to my hips, and was touching my sex from behind. I could hear the foil being ripped, as I moaned his name when he started bitting my ass cheek going up to my hips. Then to my back, while he stroked, his covered condom dick to mine.


    ¡°Damn Brenton, so good. More, in me, fill me. Stretch me.¡± I pleaded him. Then he roughly pushed it in me, making me winced, but then I smiled, liking it. ¡°Fuck! Yes!¡±Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.


    ¡°I am fucking you, Nikki. Shit! So tight.¡± He started ying with my tits now. I was cursing and getting wetter, as he slides in and out of me. He pulled my body up, pushing me forward. ¡°Hold on to the headboard babe.¡± I can feel my back touched his chest now. He started bitting and sucking my neck and shoulder, and kept on thrusting in and out, faster and harder now. I was holding on to the headboard, for my bnce. ¡°So deep, Brent, fuck. Too deep. More. More.¡± He kept on fondling my tits, as I looked down seeing his other tattooed hand reached down to touch between my legs, and yed me, and took me closer and closer to the edge.


    ¡°I¡¯ming Brenton. More, Iike that yes! I¡¯ming.¡± He kept on pounding me hard from behind, he was grunting and groaning, whispering dirty things making me hotter and hotter with each thrust, until I finallye undone, and clenched him tighter than before.


    He quickly flipped me back facing him, giving him my sated appearance. His eyes devoured me. ¡°Beautiful, so beautiful, my Nikki.¡± He kissed me, slipped his tongue in me, tasting me making me moaned again.


    He pulled out of me and took me to the edge of the bed. My feet were dangling. ¡°Open wide for me Nikki.¡± Iplied shyly, making him chuckled.


    ¡°I¡¯ve seen it all babe,e on wider. You¡¯re beautiful.¡± He was suddenly gone, kneeling on the floor and started licking me, and grabbing my thighs to his shoulders and hold me tight, as I bucked under his licks.


    Then he stood up and pushed himself in me hard and fast, he took my wrists and put it above my head. As he started pounding me harder, and kissing me roughly, while his other hand was touching my tits.


    Fuck. He was all over my body.


    ¡°Beautiful babe, you¡¯re so aroused right now, I can see it, so sexy.¡± He pushed my knees bent to his chest, making him go deeper in me. He pounded me harder, making me screamed his name louder.


    He took it further by spreading my bent knees apart, his was chesting down to mine. I could feel his piercings were touching my nipples, making me groaned.


    I arched my chest forward to feel him more, his dick kept on pounding me hard and fast. Then telling me that he was about toe, as he slides one of my legs to his chest, and his knees supported him on the other side, pushing in and out deeper.


    ¡°I¡¯ming, fuck, Nikki, so tight. Fucking good.¡± He pushed even deeper, grunting harder and faster. Then his moves became sloppy, as he came down from his climax.


    ¡°Be my muse Nikki? See my drawings. I need to paint you properly. Your beauty, your curves, your expression. Please, Nicolette.¡± He discarded the condom. His body rxed beside me, but his hand trailed down between my legs.


    Damn, his appetite for sex is¡­


    Like he was reading my mind, he looked at me. His cocky smile stered on his face. ¡°I¡¯m not stopping yet Nikki, it¡¯s faster just to yes to me. Or maybe you like me tormenting you, over and over again with climaxes?¡± He continued his touches, as I moaned his name again and again.


    ¡°I can¡¯t I¡¯m spent, I can¡¯te again Brent, I¡¯m done.¡± I had never had this much pleasure, in my entire life.


    ¡°I will make youe, Nicolette. Look at me, babe.¡±


    God, he¡¯s beautiful, handsome. ¡°Fuck!¡±


    ¡°Yes, I know. Fuck my fingers, Nikki.¡± He bites my neck, and trailed his tongue to my ear, and started to licked it, sucked it, saying dirty things to me. Taking me higher, and even higher, and then he slowed down, ying me, teasing me then picked up the pace again, controlling me.


    He was hovering on top of me, his pierced nipples taunting mine, grazing mine. ¡°Damn it, Brenton! Again! More! I¡¯m almost there.¡±


    He picked up the pace making mee. But he didn¡¯t stop, he continues on harder, taking me to my second one. I started cursing and screaming his name. ¡°Yes! Yes! Fuck yes! I¡¯ll be your muse. Please fuck me, I need you in me now!¡±


    He quickly put on a condom and got on top of me. His hand was on my neck holding it possessively, roughly. His other hand was on my waist holding me from moving. His eyes were darker, letting me see his lust over me. He fucked me hard and fast, as I clenched him tighter, feeling his need toe hard and fast.


    Then we came together hard without words, just our body blends, grunting and groaning as we bucked wildly,ing down from our climax. We stayed quiet for a while.


    ¡°Damn Nicolette, I¡¯ve never. That was, fuck! That was amazing.¡± He slumped next to me, taking my arm around his tattooed chest.

 Chapter 10. The Trails of Exes

    ¡°So, you want to check out the studio? I think you will like it. You can paint there also.¡± He gently rubbed my arm.


    ¡°Why don¡¯t we start the day like normal people, and have breakfast first? Let¡¯s go, it¡¯s been a while since I prepare my own meal. You can sketch me cooking if you want?¡± I teased him.


    ¡°Anyway, I have a lunch date with Regan, we have so much to catch up. I think Collin said some hurtful things to her. About she¡¯s being gay, and he doesn¡¯t want me to stay friends with her. But I love her. She¡¯s part of my past. We used to be inseparable in college.¡± I started to get up and wore his shirt again. He was looking amused at me now.


    I took my coffee and went to the kitchen, he followed behind me, after he put on his pants.


    ¡°Savory or sweet for the pancake?¡± I pulled out some flour and started mixing the batter. It had been a while, I missed doing this mundane stuff, around the house. It felt good to let your body do what seemed so natural, and not let your brain overthink every little thing, that was going on with your life.


    ¡°Whatever your having babe, I¡¯m good either way, I¡¯ve already had what I want for breakfast several times actually.¡± He winked at me smiling. I could feel the blush crept up from my neck to my face.


    Heughed and continue with his sketches, looking at me then back to his pad.


    Iid the pancakes with honey, butter, and Nute, then refilled our coffee add mine with some skimmed milk.


    I started moaning my breakfast. It had been so long that I had this honey, butter Nute goodness. Collin never likes sweets, so I didn¡¯t make them a lot. I took another bite and closed my eyes taking it all in.


    ¡°You really like sweets, do you? Maybe we should try something sweets next time.¡± He winked again.


    Damn those are some sexy winks!


    He started eating his. ¡°Well, this is a good pancake. You sure know how to make them. It¡¯s so fluffy, moist, and wet at the same time. I could eat it all out.¡± His voice was deep, seductive, and sexy at the same time. I quickly close my thigh. And he noticed it.


    Fuck! This is going to be a long day!


    He coughed, intentionally calling me back to the present. ¡°So, what time you want me to pick you up? Five or six?¡± He asked.


    ¡°I think so, but I¡¯ll text you again okay? I¡¯m not sure how my schedule is with Regan. I don¡¯t want our first hangout to be rushed?¡± I exined to him, hoping he¡¯ll understand.


    ¡°Hey, it¡¯s okay. Just take your time. I know I¡¯m not a patient man. But I¡¯ll try to be when I¡¯m with you. So, I¡¯ll wait for your text okay?¡± He kissed my cheek.


    ¡°So, before I leave you to Regan, do we still have time for a bath? Or do I have to shower back at my ce alone, jerking off to the vision of you?¡± He grinned at me.


    ¡°You always know what to say, to a woman¡¯s heart don¡¯t you?¡± Iughed at him and looked at the clock. ¡°Yes, we have time for a bath.¡±


    ¡°Great, why don¡¯t you go set it up. I¡¯ll wash the dishes here, and grab my spare clothes from the car.¡± He tugged me to his body and gave me one breathless kiss, that left me squirming, as he yfully pped my ass to go to the upstairs bath.


    Another steamy sexter, he was out the door. Telling me to text himter, for my visit to his studio.


    Regan picked me up an hourter. We decided to go out for lunch. It had been a long time for me.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    ¡°So! Tell me about Brenton Adams, Damn woman! That is one sexy man you got there. It¡¯s a miracle how you even manage to snatch his ass, in that ce. Do you know the trails of exes he left behind? I¡¯m still conflicted to advise you to get closer, or far away from him.¡± She sounded concerned.


    ¡°But with your background in art, I think there¡¯s no fault in getting to know him. I like watching you paint again Nic. You always seem so happy when you do.¡± She looked at me and smiled.


    ¡°Well, about Brenton. You already know that he volunteered at the hospital, in their art ss. Laura told me, to join the ss and so I did. But when I started to sketch, it all came back to me. The way Collin would pester my drawings, how he would belittle me.¡± I shrugged at her, while she rubbed my palm and told me to continue.


    ¡°I had an episode that day. And he calmed me down. He just stayed there and be with me. Dayster he would help me forget about Collin, in the most naughty way possible.¡± I started to giggle, and she just burst outughing.


    ¡°My god! He moves fast doesn¡¯t he?¡± She pped her hand on the tableughing.


    We talked some more, she made me realize how much I missed being outside. ¡°You know, looking at you now, I would never guess you were depressed and hospitalized.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s Collin, he put me there. Oh, Regan. It quite a story, I was really giving up. To think about it now. I feel really stupid now. I don¡¯t know how he manipted me, to cut off all of my friends.¡± I shed a tear and she hugged me.


    ¡°Nic, hey! I¡¯m so sorry. This is not what we get together for. We need to forget about that bastard. I don¡¯t want you to talk about him again! Let¡¯s just talk about Brenton?¡± She wiggled her eyebrows, making meughed.


    ¡°Well, he¡¯s asking me to be his muse.¡± I blurted to her.


    ¡°Well well¡­ you got him hooked, don¡¯t you? You sexy smart woman! I¡¯m not just saying this, because you were my ex. But because you are, and that what draws me to you.¡± She winked and made kisses face at me, as we bothughed.


    We talked about anything and everything for hours until she told me she would take me home, cause she had a dinner date with Leslie. We hugged and say goodbye, as she dropped me off at my ce.

 Chapter 11. Sexy Text

    I slipped off my ts, flopped my ass on the couch, and decided to text Brenton.


    Hey, I¡¯m home now. Just got back. What are you doing?C¨°ntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    Hey, I¡¯m not doing you for sure.


    Mmm¡­ Yes, I miss you doing me.


    I¡¯m still at a meeting with my agent, I thought you were still busy. I waited. But you didn¡¯t text.


    So you wille here afterward?


    You don¡¯t have to ask twice. Just wait for me okay.


    Will do. I¡¯m gonna take a bath. Maybe I¡¯ll start doing myself without you?


    Damn, you shouldn¡¯t say things like that, I¡¯m in a meeting.


    I know baby, that¡¯s why I¡¯m enticing you. So you know exactly what I¡¯m doing without you.


    I know, I¡¯ll regret this. But tell me, what are you doing to yourself?


    So you do want to know? I¡¯m not sure I¡¯m brave enough, to give you the details.


    Try me, beautiful.


    Wait for it I¡¯m stripping myself naked.


    Fuck.


    Yes, please. I¡¯m still waiting for you.


    What are you doing now? Damn. I¡¯m cutting this meeting short.


    I¡¯m in the bath, all wet and soapy. All alone and horny.


    Touch yourself for me, Nicolette.


    Okay.


    Wait. I¡¯m done with the meeting. I¡¯m going to your ce now.


    Mm-hmm.


    Shit, Nikki!


    Yes. Wishing it¡¯s your fingers, between my legs now.


    Damn Nikki. Wait for me.


    Baby?


    Fuck, you¡¯re enjoying yourself, aren¡¯t you?


    I¡¯m so fucking stiff right now babe.


    Damn. You¡¯re not even answering my text anymore.


    I¡¯ll be there in twenty Nicolette.


    That was the first time I really enjoyed touching my self. I climaxed thinking of Brenton. Ipletely ignored his text. It buzzes a couple of times until it stopped. I know there would be payback. But I just couldn¡¯t help myself, teasing him.


    I got up from the bath, and dry myself, and put on my lotion. God, I missed this. It had been a while since I pampered myself. I should take Regan for a girl¡¯s spa day tomorrow.


    I went to the kitchen in my lingerie and robe. Turning on the coffee machine and waited for Brenton. Not long until there was a knock on the door. And my phone rings.


    Eager now?


    I answered my phone.


    ¡°Nikki, I¡¯m at the door.¡± His voice was deep and urgent.


    ¡°Yes, be there in a sec.¡± I picked up my pace to open the door.


    He looks at me with lust, seeing me in my pink lingerie. I was wearing nothing underneath, he could see the outline of my nipples clearly. He reached for my breast and cupped them, then tugged my body t to him, then both of his hands went to my back, and felt my bare ass underneath my lingerie.


    ¡°Hey there, let¡¯s get this scene inside the house, Brenton.¡± I reached out my hand to his face, down to his tattooed chest, and grabbed his arm, taking him inside and locked the door behind us.


    I walked to the kitchen bravely in front of him, knowing that he was looking at my back. ¡°So, I¡¯m making coffee, you want some?¡± I smiled sweetly at him, looking all innocent. Not like I had just finger fucked myself, thinking of him.


    He was behind me in no time. He tilted his head down to my neck. His breath warm in my ear. ¡°What I want Nicolette, is watch you make yourselfe, cause apparently I had been left out on your little y.¡±


    I was shuddering under his words, his deep voice resonates through my ear. The way he rolled out his words and said my name made me wet again. I turn off the coffee machine. And turned to face him. I looked at his face, taking his fingers entwined it with mine, and guide them under my skimpy lingerie. He looked at me, his eyes darken with lust as he found mine was wet already.


    He eagerly kissed me, opening my mouth and savoring me, moaning my name. ¡°Fuck! Nikki. You¡¯re insatiable.¡± He urged my finger inside me as his hand left mine, then settled and rest on my hips. He stepped back watching me fingering myself, leaning back to the kitchen counter.


    ¡°It¡¯ll be more fun if you join in with me. Why don¡¯t you unbuckle your belt, and pull down your zipper.¡± He raised an eyebrow smirking, as he stepped back, and rest his back on the kitchen ind.


    ¡°Nice baby, you can drop your pants and touch your dick for me.¡± I was moaning his name, seeing how hard he was already. Then I came closer to him, talking dirty, biting and suckling on his ear. Then I moved my hand, taking his hand to my sex and mine fisting his. ¡°Damn, Nikki. So I¡¯m so fucking hard right now. I need you to suck me beautiful.¡± I looked at him and bite his bottom lip yfully.


    ¡°My pleasure Brent.¡± I slowly kneel in front of him and licked him, sucking his tip then putting it all in my mouth, as he holds my head, cursing, and moaning. He was controlling my pace to his liking. Telling me what to do, how to do it to his liking, how fast, how hard, and Iplied to each. Making him moaning and cursing louder. I never knew I could give this kind of pleasure to a man. It was making me brave, confident, and more seductive towards him.


    I held his tattooed thighs with both arms and looking at his, as he looked down on me. Clearly very aroused as I could see lust and wants in his eyes, his jaw clenched and his dick twitched in my mouth. Knowing that he was about toe, I started fisting and sucking him harder, he cursed and telling me that he was about toe. I eagerly deep throat him, as he loses control and bucked his hips then bursting inside me as I kept on sucking him, milking him dry.


    ¡°Fuck! You¡¯re getting too good at this. I think I¡¯m addicted to you now. Come, get up and kiss me beautiful.¡± I got up and he took my mouth and kissed me tasting himself.


    ¡°Let¡¯s go upstairs, I want to fuck you senseless until youe again, and again until your voice is raspy from calling out my name.¡± With those words, he carried me to his shoulder and delivered his words.

 Chapter 12. The Chit Chat

    I was reading a book, on my favorite nook in my dad¡¯s study. I used to sit hours here when I was little, waiting on him while he was working.


    Brenton leftst night, said he was going to pick me up for breakfast this morning. Then we would go to his studio afterward. I sighed, as I had to go and get ready in a couple of minutes looking at the clock.


    I stepped out of my shower and decided to wear an ethnic dress, finished off with heels, and my oversized purse. He called and said that he was on the driveway already.


    Right on time.


    ¡°Morning Nicolette, beautiful as always.¡± He got out of the car and opened the door for me. He buckled me in, teasing and touching me then gave me his kiss.


    ¡°Let¡¯s go Brenton, or we would end up upstairs if you don¡¯t drive.¡± I giggled.


    ¡°As you wish beautiful. So, I was thinking we have breakfast first, then we go to my studio. You can look around, paint, read, or just hang around basically, and just let me find my mood then paint you.¡± He entwined our hand and kissed it.


    We arrived at Barney¡¯s. It was a local bistro. I had heard of the ce but never been there before.


    ¡°My friend Shane, designed the ce. He took me here one day, and I was hooked. Everything is delicious here. Shane said the owner is a best selling cookbook author. I forgot her name though.¡± He exined as we got out of the car.


    The ce was gorgeous. It was intimate, cozy, and ssy at the same time. ¡°Your friend is a very talented architect, I like his taste. It¡¯s very french bistro ssic.¡± I looked around and smiled.


    The waiter seated us in the far corner, she greeted Brenton, seemed that he was a regr here. She took our order and leave us be.


    ¡°So, my hands are itching to touch you.¡± He blurted out. Iughed pping his arm yfully.


    ¡°Brenton! The normal things people first say on dates are greetings, then they would probably talk about the weather, what have they been doingtely, you know the chit chat.¡± But I took his hand anyway, feeling the need to touched him also.


    He grinned, cupped my face, and give me a big fat kiss. Making me blush. ¡°Brent! I¡¯m not big on public affection. I¡¯m notfortable with it.¡± I scowled. Heughed at me and he pulled away. The waiter came and brought our drinks then followed with our meals minutester.


    We ate in silence, I moaned a couple of times. ¡°Damn this is so good.¡±


    ¡°Wait till you try the whiskey cake babe, it¡¯s to die for. Hang on I¡¯ll order it now.¡± He waived to the waiter and order the whiskey cake, and their signature chocte cake.


    I was beyond full, we decided to take the rest of the cake to go. We¡¯re still talking and having some coffee when a couple of girls came up to Brenton and asked him for his autograph and a picture with him. He was being nice and went along with them. Then when they had gone, he quickly asked for the bill.


    ¡°Come on quickly, there will be more, we need to get out of here now!¡± He settled the bill and had his hand on my back telling me to move it. But we were toote, a couple of photographers were already snapping our pictures, he tried to shield me and covered me until we finally got to his car.


    ¡°Wow, you really are famous!¡± Iughed at his panicked state.C¨°ntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    ¡°And you don¡¯t really like being famous do you?¡± I stroked his cheek and smiled at him. He just clenched his jaw and shake his head no.


    ¡°That¡¯s okay Brent, we could always ask them to deliver the food. We do more exciting stuff behind closed doors anyway.¡± I gave him a big smile, tried to cheer him up.


    He kissed my temple, put the car in gear, then drove off from the parking lot, away from the paparazzi.


    His ce was spacious, rustic, ssic bachelor¡¯s pad. But his studio was a painters dream, the big windows, high ceiling, lots of natural lightsing in. He really was famous and made good money, if he had this much space in the downtown area, it must¡¯ve had cost a fortune.


    ¡°Oh my god, Brent. I really love the space. I could spend hours here reading. Oh my¡­ the big windows, and the natural lights. Oh, the view! It¡¯s beautiful Brent!¡± I set my purse down and slipped off my heels, and took a seat on the oversized window ledge. I dangled my legs and smiled at him.


    ¡°My nook! I love this space, just get me some pillows and books and I¡¯m settled.¡±


    ¡°Done, beautiful. It¡¯s your space.¡± He chuckled.


    He took off his shoes and jacket and sat on the couch, his feet rested on the coffee table. He looked tired.


    ¡°Hey, are you okay?¡± I flopped myself next to him, took his arm, and put it around my shoulder. I rested my head on his chest. He didn¡¯t say anything, so I stayed silent hugging him. He rests his jaw on my head and rubbed my arm. We stayed like that for another hour.


    ¡°The paparazzi, sorry babe, it really bothers me. I just don¡¯t want you to get involved in the vicious cycle. Some people would do anything, and say anything. And I just have this urge to protect you. I just need you to be safe. I think I¡¯m falling for you.¡± He confessed to me. Leaving me shocked, but I quickly smiled at him.


    ¡°Sorry, you don¡¯t have to say anything beautiful, I just need to say it.¡± He stroked my hair and gave me small kisses and held my cheek as he pulled my face closer, looking into my eyes letting his feelings show. He gave me the lightest kiss on my lips, and turned it into the most passionate kiss we ever share, leaving us breathless. His fingers wiped my tears. Knowing it was my happy tears he smiled at me, and pulled me to his chest, and whispered in my ear. ¡°Mine. My beautiful Nicolette.¡±

 Chapter 13. Passionately For You

    I honestly didn¡¯t know what this was. But I do know it was too damn fast for me. I was falling for him also. He knew it, though I didn¡¯t say anything back to him.


    We stayed in the studio the whole afternoon, ordered pizza for lunch, and had the leftover cake as our dessert. Then he left me alone for hours, reading on my new window ledge nook. While he sketched and painted me. I could see his movement as he painted.


    I rested my eyes and made some coffee, stopping by his side and gave him a hug. ¡°Brenton, what time do you want to take me back?¡±


    ¡°Why don¡¯t you stay the night here?¡± He put his brush down, washed his hand, and joined me for coffee.


    ¡°But I didn¡¯t bring my stuff, I didn¡¯t wake up like this you know. I need my beauty products.¡± I told him pouted.


    ¡°Let¡¯s just go to the mall. We do a quick shopping trip and a quick dash to the pharmacy also, need more condoms with our overzealous sex drive.¡± He winked at me.


    I coughed at my coffee, making himugh. ¡°Come drink up, we will leave in fifteen minutes.¡± He said behind me, creeping up his hands through my dress. Groaning as he felt my ass cheeks, knowing that I was wearing a thong underneath my dress.


    ¡°Maybe we should leave in another hour. Maybe I need to fuck you first?¡±


    ¡°Nah, I¡¯m good. Let¡¯s leave now.¡± I decided to put my hands on his shoulder circling around his neck. Making my dress crept up higher, teasing him and kissing his tattooed neck, licking it, biting his ear just as he liked it. He grunted and moaned my name. Then I pushed my pelvis t to his, making him curse.


    ¡°Damn Nikki. You¡¯re such a tease.¡±


    I quickly slipped off of his embrace, and run away from him. He quickly grabbed me, and crushed his lips to mine, making us moaned in unison.


    ¡°Let¡¯s go put on your heels, we will go now, then I will confine you to my bed until tomorrow.¡± He squeezed my ass and kissed me again and again making me whimper in his touch. Then it was his turn, to then abruptly let me go.


    Damn him!


    He put on his shoes and grabbed his wallet, phone, and put on his jacket. He held out his hand for me, as I took his and we walked together to his car.


    The shopping trip was perfect, though he refused my attempts in paying for my stuff. So I let him paid, but then we get to the pharmacy where he got two big boxes of condoms, making my face crimson red. The olderdy on the register giggled when he winked at her. Saying that we needed to be really careful, in consummating our rtionship.


    I was out the door, soonest he finished at the register. I was waiting for him outside when he was finally finished, and we went back to his ce.


    Iid out our Chinese takeout dinner on the kitchen counter and ate it on the sofa while watching some old ck and white movies from his collections.


    ¡°I would never guess underneath your tattooed goodness, that you¡¯re actually an old soul Brenton.¡± I snuggled under his arm, eating our Chinese take out from its box.


    ¡°I am an old soul Nikki, I love my old movies. I just think they¡¯re more interesting to watch.¡± He stated as he steals one of my dumplings.


    ¡°Hey! I¡¯m saving that forst.¡± He justughed at me and ate it.


    ¡°It¡¯s a challenge, my dear Brenton. When you turn your back, I¡¯ll steal one of yours!¡± I told him.


    ¡°You already did love, you stole my heart already.¡± He winked at me.


    I didn¡¯t even realize that my mouth was hanging open until he lifted my lower jaw and closed it up. And I blushed. He pulled me closer to him and kissed my temple.


    We continued eating in silence, while my mind wandered all over the ce. He kept me close to him. Silently eating his noodles, while watching the ck and white movie.


    We washed down our dinner with cold beers, then he tidied up the boxes while I made our coffees, and put out the ice cream.


    I love my sweets.


    I was eating my ice cream when he suddenly kissed me and tasted the ice cream.


    ¡°Mmm, nice I like it. Can I have my dessert now please?¡± He asked. I nodded and gave him another spoon. But he shakes his head and looked at me like he was thinking of another kind of dessert.


    Ooo.. okay then¡­


    His hands take the edge of my dress, and pull it off of me, leaving me in my matching redce underwear.


    ¡°Beautiful, sexy.¡± He stated as he traces his fingers to myce thong, kissing and nibbling on my neck. Then something cold drips on the top of my breast.


    ¡°Fuck! It¡¯s cold Brenton.¡±


    ¡°Shhh¡­ let me have my dessert.¡± He smirked deviously at me. Then he unsped my bra, and let the ice cream dripped to my nipple, making me moan. My hands were gripping the edge of the kitchen counter.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    Damn. I¡¯m getting wet all over the ce.


    He licked the ice cream from my nipple, sucking it.


    ¡°You¡¯re wearing too many clothes babe, I want to have my dessert like you too. Please?¡± I gave him my best wink. And heughed but started taking off his clothes, making me sighed in delights.


    I took a step forward to him, touching him, feeling his warm skin, his chiseled tattooed chest and abs. Scooping the ice cream with my fingers, and painted it to his chest, looking straight into his eyes as he shuddered under the ice. Then he took my fingers and started licking it one by one sensually.


    I lowered my head to his chest and started licking the ice cream off of him. Pushing him back against the counter, my hands were holding on the waistband of his boxers, and slowly sliding inside and touching him while I was licking his pierced nipples. He was cursing and moaning my name.


    ¡°Wait here, Nicolette.¡± He was gone for one minute and back with a condom.


    ¡°Turn your back to me, Nikki, I¡¯m fucking you from behind. I want to see your ass, so fucking sexy. Fuck, so wet already.¡± He positioned himself behind me and grabbed my hips, with one thrust he was in me, stretching me.


    I was holding to the edge of the counter, feeling the coldness of it on my tits. ¡°So good, fuck! More baby. Again. Harder. Faster.¡± He was keeping his pace, then suddenly turned me to face him, kissing me deeply moaning and groaning.


    He lifted my leg to his chest, pushing it deeper in me. ¡°Damn, you¡¯re so flexible babe, it¡¯s a fucking turn on.¡±


    ¡°I took ballet. I¡¯m very very flexible. But you are very very hard right now. Fuck. Yes. Just like that! I¡¯ming Brent, fuck. More!¡± I could feel him going in deeper and faster as he was also about toe.


    Then he took both of my legs and wrapped it around his hips. He pushed me up against the kitchen wall, holding my wrists above my head. Kissing me, groaning as we both climaxed, our bodies glisten with mists of sweats.


    Fuck! Every time¡­

 Chapter 14. Leaving Him Behind

    I was up already, headed up to the kitchen, and made us a coffee.


    What am I doing here?


    I felt like I was digging my own hole. I should¡¯ve been left alone. I was falling already for Brenton. With Collin, it was a puppy love, that grew into marriage over the years. When it all fell apart, I ended up in a loony bin.


    God! I should¡¯ve stayed away from him. I was not sure I could survive if we fell apart.


    I looked into his bedroom, and he was still sleeping with his backside up.


    Shit! I¡¯m gonna miss him.


    I quickly changed, got my purse and my phone. I saw his sketchbook. And start writing my note.


    Dearest Brenton,


    Please forgive me. But I can¡¯t do this, it¡¯s too much for me. I fear for my life should anything happen to us. I will cherish the time we had together. I thank you for being there for me. But I need to heal myself, I hope you could understand and give me my space.


    I¡¯m so sorry. I love you.


    Nicolette.


    I left the note on the kitchen counter. I looked around his ce onest time, taking in his memory. Shedding my tears, as I walked out to the street, and called myself a taxi, and get back to my ce.


    I felt like I was drowning in sorrows. It had only been a couple of weeks, but it hit me like waves tumbling me over and over again like I was suffocating like I couldn¡¯t get above water and filled my lungs with air.


    Shit! This is hard.


    I called Laura as I got back to my ce, feeling like I should not be left alone. I didn¡¯t trust myself at the moment.


    She was at my ce twenty minutester. Confused about my state of being. ¡°Hey Girl, what happened? Please tell me, did Brenton did something stupid already?¡± She asked looking worried at me.


    ¡°No Laura, he¡¯s been perfect actually. It¡¯s me. I think I need time to heal, I think we¡¯re moving to fast. I don¡¯t know what will happen to me if he left me. I¡¯m falling for him, Laura.God! I¡¯m so scared.¡± I cried sobbing on her shoulder. She was genuinely worried about me now.


    Then there was a knock on the door. I know it was him. Laura was on her feet already reaching for the door. I could hear their heated arguments on the porch. She wouldn¡¯t let him in, and he had not pushed himself in. Then I could hear his car screeching off the driveway. He was gone.


    I felt empty. He¡¯s gone.


    Laura was by my side again. Saying nothing, just holding on to me. She took me to my room, and rocked me to sleep, just like she always did.


    I woke up and it was dark already, I could hear someone in the kitchen. Then I saw Regan. She hugged me tightly.


    ¡°I¡¯m so sorry Nic. I should¡¯ve known it¡¯s too fast. Laura called me and told me everything. I¡¯m here for you Nic, whatever you do, I¡¯m not going to leave you again.¡± She told me stroking my hair, kissing the top of my head, taking me in her embrace.


    ¡°Thank you Reg, I just¡­ I love him. I don¡¯t want to leave him, but I fear for my life.¡± I cried harder in her embrace, sobbing as she held me tight.


    ¡°I¡¯m done Regan, I don¡¯t think I¡¯m strong enough. Why do I keep falling Reg? I don¡¯t want to feel this. I don¡¯t want to be this fragile. I want to be me.¡± She led me to the couch, as she kept holding me in her arms.N?velDrama.Org is the owner.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay now Nic. You have us, we¡¯re here. We¡¯re not going to leave you. You will be back to your own self. I will help you, I promise you. Whatever you decide about that tattooed hunk Brenton Adams, it¡¯s up to you.¡± She smiled at me, as we bothughed.


    ¡°He is damn hot, isn¡¯t he? Damn Reg, I wish it could be just sex, he¡¯s fucking amazing at it. My¡­ the things he can do!¡± Iughed giggling with her now.


    ¡°Thanks again Regan, for this. You can always make meugh. So, is Leslie okay with you here, did she know about me¡­ us?¡± She looked into my eyes and fixed my strand of hair.


    ¡°She will, I will tell her tomorrow. She¡¯s a bit feisty, so it¡¯s better if I tell her in person. I¡¯ll stay here with you tonight. Or are you notfortable with me, being this close to you? Do you still have feelings for me, my sexy Nic?¡± She teased me, knowing that we used to be one of the hottest lesbian couples in college.


    ¡°I love you Regan, and you love me. I know that. There will always be us. But I know I¡¯m not gay. Especially after that tattooed handsome goodness.¡± I snuggled in closer to her embrace, as she took me in.


    ¡°Oh¡­ Reg, what am I going to do with him?¡±


    ¡°Well, I would tell you to leave him for me, if I¡¯m not with Leslie. But I love her Nic. I¡¯m sorry to disappoint you.¡± She smiled smugly at me.


    ¡°Oh Regan, can you tell me more about Leslie? Oh and can you make me your cocktail mix, it¡¯s been a while.¡± I grinned at her.


    ¡°I don¡¯t know about putting liquor and me together, in front of you now. But I will try to stay faithful to my Leslie. Right, let me set it up for you. Why don¡¯t you take a shower, and change to something more revealing for me?¡± Iughed at her, and strutted back to my room, as she whistled wooing behind me.


    We talked all night, about her and Leslie. I could see that she really loves her, and it made me happy for both of them. She was a great lover. She had so much to give, and she made me happy, in all those times in college.


    ¡°It¡¯s been so long Reg, I miss this. But I think I¡¯m beat. I¡¯m going to head off to bed now. I¡¯ll see you in the morning. I already set up the guest bedroom for you. Nite Regan, thank you again for this.¡± I hugged her as she hugged me back, saying she was going to stay up a little longer, to call Leslie.


    Iid in my bed, thinking about what happened today. Thinking about what he was doing now. I reminisced about when we sat down on the floor, with him in front of me, between my legs. We were talking with me hugging him from behind, and he took my hand in his, putting small kisses on it, making me feel loved.


    I fell asleep to that image smiling.


    Memories. Of him loving me.

 Chapter 15. Missing Her

    Brenton¡¯s POV


    I looked at the painting, didn¡¯t know for how many hours already.


    I woke up this morning feeling ecstatic, having her in my life. Loving her. I¡¯ve never even known, I could feel this way again. Not since Marcie, that voluptuous red-haired bitch.


    But this was much more than Marcie, I couldn¡¯t believe that I had fallen for her that fast. Since Marcie I had pledged myself, to never settle to one woman. That I would fuck whoever I wanted, and live happily ever after with my wealth until I was old enough to die.


    Nobody cared about me anymore, not since I killed my little sister, Gwh. God! I missed Gwen. I should¡¯ve taken better care of her. She needed me, I knew she had been hurting. I should¡¯ve pushed harder. Maybe she would still be alive. I should¡¯ve seen the signs. She was never been that brave, she had been bullied because of her weight issues. Mum and dad were always too busy, to noticed her change of behavior. But I saw right through her, I just didn¡¯t try hard enough.


    Maybe Nicolette was right. Maybe we¡¯re moving too fast. Laura told me to backed off, and promised me that she will keep an eye on Nicolette, and she would also ask Regan and Ian to watched her.


    She knew about Gwen, she understood me, she knew my fears. Gwen was admitted to the same hospital as Nicolette. That was why I stayed there. It¡¯s like I was trying to make up for my failure with Gwh.


    I didn¡¯t want to get hurt again. Marcie hurt my ego that day when she revealed her true nature. When I found Marcie, with her legs eagerly spread for her ex. She said that she loved me for my wealth, and for all the things that I could give her.


    The wealth that I never asked for. I was a surviving artist, showcasing my works. When one day, some rich fuck decided that he liked my paintings, and decided to buy them all at a ridiculously high price tag set by the gallery owner. My best friend Trisha. She was tremendously happy with her sale and fucked me, to hell and back that night. I smiled reminiscing her. But it was just lust, tonic lust.


    Never passion, never deeper feelings. There was always something at lost, in every fuck I had before. Until I found it in Nicolette. It was like another level of experience, happiness, lust, hope, passion, love. I love her so much. I intended to give her all the space she needed. Until one day, she would be back in my arms.


    One day.


    Until then. I would paint her. I needed to paint her, I needed to let all the feelings out.


    I decided to call Trisha.


    ¡°Hey Trisha, yes. About the schedule. I think I could make it. Yes, I¡¯m working on it right now. I think you¡¯re going to love it. Cause I¡¯m not even sure if I want to sell these now. No, it¡¯s okay. Well¡­ No. I will be okay. I promise you. She left. But I think I need to give her some space for now. Meaning, I could finish my works faster. And that will be good for you¡­¡±


    We kept on talking for a while longer. She had be my best friend for awhile now. She knows about Gwen, she was the one that encouraged me to paint my pain.


    I was estranged from my parents after Gwen. They always look at me like it was my fault like they had lost the wrong child. Like it should have been me, instead of her.


    I startedying out my paints and brushes, then started frantically painting my heart out in trance. The pain, the love, the insecurity, the me, the passion, the lust, I pour out all my feelings. Strokes after strokes of paint and colors, deeper, stronger, darker, until I stopped.


    Then I started the same process with another canvas.


    Then another.


    Then another.


    Until I passed out,ying on the floor.


    I opened my eyes the next day, it was dark already, I didn¡¯t even know what day and what time it was.


    I tried to get up, and slowly dragged myself up to the kitchen and gulped down a bottle of water. I sat down on the floor trying to gather my strength.


    Until I heard the rattles of keys, opening my door.


    ¡°Fuck! Dude! What happened? Trish called me earlier. She told me to check up on you. Damn it! Come, get up off the floor.¡± Shane held out his hand for me.


    We sat on the couch, while he put the pizza and beer that he brought with him, on the coffee table.


    ¡°I¡¯m good Shane. It¡¯s just one of those days. My creativity was on a roll that¡¯s all.¡± I lied to his face.


    ¡°Fuck it, man! Don¡¯t talk to me, like I haven¡¯t known you for years! You were my fucking roommate, throughout college. I think I would¡¯ve known when you¡¯re not being you. Damn! I should¡¯vee earlier.¡± He told me to set out our meals and drinks.


    ¡°Now eat! Then we talk.¡± I ate as he told me to, my stomach thanked me with a growl.


    ¡°Thanks, man, this is good. I needed this.¡± We ate in silence and flushed down our pizza with cold beers.C¨°ntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    ¡°You know Shane, I never knew you care so much about me. But I might have to tell Trisha to backed off a bit. She scares me sometimes.¡± I was finally full and started to get my words back. Heughed at me and pped my back making me coughed my beer.


    ¡°Dude! Unnecessary! Sometimes I would wish you and Trisha, just fuck already. She¡¯s always calling you for favors, I know she got the hots for you, Shane. I think both of you are such great yers, you might finally find your match.¡±


    ¡°Who said that we haven¡¯t already? I won¡¯t be sharing that info dude! I don¡¯t fucked and tell, I¡¯m not like you! But I do think she¡¯s hot though. I mean those legs and that ass. Hey! you¡¯re straying our conversation here, Brent!¡±


    ¡°Hey, it¡¯s just that one time man! God! I knew I should never tell you about it.¡± I drank my beer and tapped my belly.


    ¡°So, speak man! I¡¯m waiting.¡± He muttered.


    I sighed, and start telling him about Nicolette from day one.

 Chapter 16. His Story

    Brenton¡¯s POV


    ¡°Wow, that¡¯s deep man! But, seriously Brent, you got it bad. Looks like you really care about her. I just need you to take care of yourself man. You know, underneath those bad boys tats and piercings I know you¡¯re still you.¡± Shane lectured me.


    ¡°Now, I don¡¯t do hugs. So how about we go out to my club, and clear the air a bit?¡± He got up and threw the empty beer cans and pizza boxes in the bin.


    ¡°I guess I can do club, let me shower and get change, give me ten minutes. Meanwhile, you can call Trisha and tell her that I¡¯m good.¡± I shouted from inside my bedroom.


    We arrived at his club half an hourter. ¡°Damn Shane, business is doing good for you. This ce is packed. I never knew you¡¯re such a good businessman.¡± I told him as we headed to the bar.


    Soon as we were at the bar, women started closing in on us. I tried to be polite, but I was just not feeling it. Shane saw me and knew right away.


    ¡°Excuse usdies, we have other business to attend to. Please have another round on the house.¡± He signaled the bartender to assist their order. Shane, showed me to his office as I sit my ass on the couch.


    ¡°Sorry man, I¡¯m just not in the mood to flirt.¡±


    ¡°Damn man! I never thought I see the day.¡± He blurted outughing at me.


    ¡°Shit! Trish ising up. Damn, she is hot, isn¡¯t she? Those legs.¡± He warned me as the door burst open, revealing Trish in her clubbing attire and Shane was shamelessly gawking at her, making meughed hard at him.


    ¡°Hey, Trisha. I¡¯m good as you can see and thank you for dragging Shane along the way. He¡¯s delightful as you can see.¡± I pped his head to the current situation.


    ¡°Seriously dude, you can close your jaw now,¡± I told Shane who was still looking at Trisha¡¯s delectable body. She looked amused by his reaction tough.


    ¡°Damn! Should I just leave you to lovebirds alone? I¡¯m feeling like a third wheel now.¡± I gulped down the whiskey.


    ¡°You¡¯re good then Brenton?¡± Trisha finally looked my way, waiting for my answer.


    ¡°I¡¯m good mom. Got a couple of paintings done for you today.¡± I grinned at her.


    ¡°Brenton, you worry me. Not that I wouldn¡¯t mind themission. Your paintings are hot stuff now. But you need to manage your time seriously, or you¡¯ll burnout. I¡¯m assuming you already did?¡± She nced at Shane and he nodded his head.


    Traitor!


    ¡°Damn it, Brent! You¡¯re an asset, I can¡¯t afford to lose you.¡± She eximed.


    ¡°Jeez, thanks Trisha for your concerns. But I¡¯m good, I have you and Shane looking out for me. But I think you¡¯re right. I need to rest. I¡¯m going to head back, you both can continue discussing me.¡± I waved goodbye to Shane and gave Trisha a friendly hug.


    I was light on my feet from the liquor. Damn! I should¡¯ve brought my own car. Well not really cause I think I¡¯m a bit tipsy.


    So now I was standing ten minutes in, still waiting for a taxi. I decided to walked a bit further down thene, to find a taxi. That was when I feel someone, was standing behind me with a knife.


    ¡°Give me your wallet! Don¡¯t look back, just give me the damn wallet and I¡¯ll let you go.¡± I decided not to fight him back. It was just not worth it. I was getting my wallet, when a couple passed us and the woman shrieked, looking at the man behind me holding a knife to me.


    Shit! Never good to spook a man with a knife.


    It happened so fast, one moment he was behind me. The next he was running away from me, after stabbing my back and my sides. I didn¡¯t even realize that his knife, was arge hunting knife.


    Fuck! I¡¯m bleeding everywhere. Shit!


    I slumped to the ground. Fuck! Nicolette. She couldn¡¯t know about this. I tried to get up, but the blood started dripping out of me. People started crowding me, then I was drowsy as it all went dark.


    I woke up, feeling like people were shouting above me.N?velDrama.Org is the owner.


    Where am I?


    Lights, too bright! Maybe I should just sleep it off again.


    I woke up again, in a quiet room.


    ¡°Hey son, how are you feeling?¡±


    ¡°Mum? What are you doing here? Where am I? Water. Drink.¡± She touched my cheek and helped me with the ss. I tried to sit up, but then I felt the pain in my stomach. She looked at me worried.


    ¡°Honey, try toy back first okay. You¡¯re just out of surgery, you¡¯re in a hospital. God Brenton, you really had us worried.¡± She hugged me. She looked older, I hadn¡¯t seen my parents in ten years since Gwen. We just drifted apart.


    ¡°Brenton, son¡­ you need to take care of yourself. You need to stop ming yourself for Gwh. We¡¯re more to me than you son. We¡¯re her parents. We should¡¯ve seen the signs.¡± My father, the great Patrick Adams, financial advisor to the wealthy, he also looked devastated. Like he cared about me. He rubbed my tattooed arm, with Gwen¡¯s face on it. His eyes were red. I put my hand above his and nodded. I was too caught up to say something.


    I was very weak. My eyes started to closed itself. I could feel mum¡¯s hand on my head caressing my hair gently, like when I was a kid. She kissed my temple telling me to rest.


    I could hear mum and dad talking about me. I could hear her sobbing to my dad¡¯s, I wanted tofort her telling her I would be okay. But I just couldn¡¯t open my eyes. I was too weak, too tired.


    ¡°Nicolette¡­ Nicolette¡­¡±


    I missed her, I hoped she didn¡¯t hear about this. I didn¡¯t want to worry her. I hope Shane kept quiet about this from her. I needed her not to worry about me. I needed her away from me until I was back to my old self. I needed to be strong for her. I needed to get better for her.

 Chapter 17. Crashing Down

    I knew something had happened, I could feel it in my bones. Just like the day my parents died. My body shivered. God! Please let this be a mistake.


    I tried to concentrate on making my coffee. But I kept on gazing at my phone screen. Looking at it, wishing it would stay quiet for the day. Then it rang, and it startled me. My fingertips were shaking as tapped the answer button.


    ¡°Nicolette my girl, I¡¯m at your front door. Could you let me in?¡± Laura asked me on the other line.


    ¡°Yes Laura, I¡¯ll be right there,¡± I answered.


    No¡­ No¡­


    I opened the door and looked at her and I knew it. ¡°Brenton? Please tell me he¡¯s okay? Laura! Say something¡­¡±


    She just pulled me to her embrace, and let me cry. ¡°Damn it, Laura! I told you! I love him, and this is what happened. I can¡¯t do this.¡±


    ¡°Ssh¡­ my child, he¡¯s in the hospital. He was muggedst night and was stabbed with a knife. He¡¯s out of surgery and stable now. They¡¯re confident, about the full recovery. He¡¯s asking for you in his sleep. His parents asked me if you woulde. I could take you to him if you want. Look, I don¡¯t want to put more pressure on you dear. You¡¯re also at risk here.¡± She exined.


    I nodded at her. ¡°Come in Laura, I need you to talk to me, about my risks.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m trying to be strong here Laura, but life keeps giving me shit.¡± She smiled at me. I poured her some coffee, I needed something to busy myself with.


    ¡°Nicolette dear, this could be your chance to dig yourself out of the hole. He could help you out. I know Brenton. I actually know Brenton much much longer, than you would think.¡± She brushed my hand lovingly.


    ¡°He¡¯s always a regr at the hospital. Since ten years ago, when his sister was admitted there. Oh¡­ Nicolette, he is just as broken as you are dear.¡± She wiped my newly shed tears.


    ¡°He lost her, she eventuallymitted suicide and no one can stop her. She passed away, and ever since then, he would offer his help as a volunteer at the hospital. It¡¯s his way of coping with her death. He med himself. His parents can¡¯t get through to him.¡± She kept on talking as I tried to calmed myself, and listened to her.


    Deep down inside, I needed to know his whole story. I needed to know if I could move on with him. If I could survive to love him.


    I didn¡¯t know that he had been hurt before. Now I knew why he was always quiet when I had an episode. He knew. He knew exactly how it felt to want to be left alone.


    ¡°His tattoos tells his whole life story, Nicolette. Some people wiped their hurtful memory. But Brenton kept them inked on his body. He would never let himself forget about Gwen.¡± She continued.


    ¡°I think when he first saw you, it triggered his natural instinct to protect you. What he couldn¡¯t do, to protect Gwen. He will give his life, to protect you. That day, when you told him it was over. I can see him breaking down. My dear, I can see that he loves you deeply. But he still forced himself to listen to me and backed away. He¡¯s chosen you, over himself Nicolette.¡± She sighed.


    ¡°That¡¯s when I know that I will have to give you a choice. Will you help him pull through? and also help yourself up. I know you¡¯re a strong-willed woman Nicolette. I know you can survive this. You have, Regan, Ian, and myself and now you can have Brenton also. That is if you could pull yourself up and help him.¡± She hugged me and leave me to my thoughts as she drank her coffee, and waited for my decision.


    I nced at my parent¡¯s picture above the mantle. I could see their happiness. The happiness I was chasing and failed with Collin. The happiness that made me scared to move on.


    I went to their picture as I trailed my fingers tracing their happy face. I would do anything for a chance of that kind of happiness. If I could fucked up my life with Collin. I should be brave enough to start my life with Brenton.


    Why am I even thinking about this? I love him. I should be with him.


    ¡°I¡¯m going to change and get my things for the hospital. Fuck it, Laura! I love him. If destroyed my self loving him, I¡¯ll bravely take that chance.¡± I hugged her tight, and quickly run to my bedroom.


    We arrived at the hospital half an hourter. Laura took me to his room. He was sleeping, he looked so pale. I rushed to his side.


    ¡°Brenton love, I¡¯m here baby. I¡¯m good, we¡¯re good. Please wake up.¡± I kissed his chapped lips, my tears were flowing.


    ¡°I love you, baby, I¡¯m so sorry.¡± I hold his hand, kissing it. Laura was on my back, she rubbed my arm and I hugged her. That was when I saw them. His parents, she looked at me giving me a little smile. As her husband helped her up and walked my way.


    ¡°Mr. & Mrs. Adams. I¡¯m sorry I didn¡¯t realize you¡¯re both still here. My sympathy for what happened to Brenton. This is Nicolette. Nicolette dear, these are Hellen and Patrick Adams, Brenton¡¯s parents.


    I held out my hand to her, but she pulled me in for a hug. ¡°Thank you, foring. He¡¯s been mumbling your name for hours now.¡± Hellen rubbed my arms. I just nodded and smiled at her.


    ¡°He woke up earlier, but they put him on a sedative to help him recuperate faster.¡± Patrick also hugged me and thanking me foring to see his son.C¨°ntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    ¡°Can I stay with him?¡± I asked them not knowing what to say to them. Since I never knew their existence, until this morning when Laura came to my house.


    ¡°Of course Nicolette. It¡¯s our pleasure. I know Brenton had probably never mentioned us.¡± She looked sad, but her husband hugged her and kissed her forehead.


    ¡°But you¡¯re here now. Whatever it was, it doesn¡¯t matter anymore. You¡¯re here at his time of needs. And that what parents are for.¡±


    ¡°Oh! Nicolette, you are too sweet¡­ I can see why he falls for you.¡± She gave me her warmest hug. At the same time, I could hear Brenton was calling my name.

 Chapter 18. Staying by Him

    ¡°Nicolette?¡± He called me out, his voice was raspy.


    ¡°Hey, you.¡± I kissed his lips and brushed his hair with my fingers. ¡°I¡¯ve missed you, I¡¯m so sorry about before. Please forgive me?¡±. He wiped my tears away and smiled.


    ¡°If I¡¯d known that you will be back, I would do something drastic sooner.¡± I pped his arm yfully.


    ¡°I love you Nicolette and I¡¯ve missed you too.¡± I blushed as I remembered his parents were behind me.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    His father coughed. ¡°Right then, we¡¯re going to leave you two kids alone for now. I¡¯m going to take your mother back home to get some rest. Will be backter this evening.¡±


    I moved to his other side, giving the space for his parents, to say their goodbyes. ¡°We love you, Brenton, please don¡¯t push us out.¡± His mom scolded his hair lovingly and kissed his temple.


    ¡°Mum¡­ not in front of Nikki please, I¡¯m keeping my bad boy image here.¡± He tried tough, but he gripped his abdomen and took a deep breath.


    ¡°Oh, my baby boy. I¡¯ve missed your sense of humor. We will be back tonight okay? I¡¯m bringing Nicolette coffee and dinnerter. Are you good staying that long here? I don¡¯t want to impose.¡± I said would love that. They smiled at me and hugged Brenton oncest time before they left. Laura also said her goodbye, saying she wanted to gave us some privacy, and winked at me making meughed.


    ¡°I miss hearing yourughter,e here and give me a proper kiss beautiful.¡± I gave him my sexiest smile and leaned to his bed, holding his face, and kissed him deeply with all I had, making him moaned my name. I pushed my tongue inside him, taking all he had to offered me until we were both breathless and panting.


    ¡°Damn! Maybe I shoulde backter?¡± I blushed looking at the man by the door, must be one of Brenton¡¯s friends.


    ¡°Dude! Come in, I want you to meet Nicolette. Babe, this is Shane. The one I told you about at Barney¡¯s.¡± We shake hands, and he came closer to Brenton¡¯s side.


    ¡°Shit! Brent. You look like hell. I should¡¯ve got one of my guys to take you homest night. I¡¯m sorry Nicolette, it¡¯s my fault.¡± He looked really sorry. Though Brenton justughed at him, but then winced secondster.


    ¡°Hey Shane, it¡¯s cool man. I get my girl back now. I¡¯m just grateful I¡¯m alive. I was ready to give him my wallet you know, it¡¯s not worth the fight. I can already feel his knife. But there were a couple that passed us by and the girl screamed, scaring the mugger.¡± He exined.


    ¡°So here I am. I¡¯m just at the wrong ce at the wrong time. Though you might want to consider working with a taxipany for your clients. I was having difficulties getting a taxist night, that¡¯s why I walked further down thene.¡± He told Shane while fondling with my hand.


    ¡°Mm hmm..¡± Shane was agreeing with Brenton, but wouldn¡¯t leave his eyes from my face.


    ¡°You know you look really familiar. Have we met? Have I seen you somewhere?¡± I shake my head saying no. At the same time, Regan came to the room.


    She looked at me with her eagle eyes, making sure I was okay. Then hugged me, suffocating me. Until I tapped her back repeatedly, coughing, and taking my breath.


    ¡°I¡¯m good Reg. The casualtyys on that bed.¡± She came to Brenton¡¯s side and hugged him and he smiled at her.


    ¡°How are you, Brenton? I heard the news from Laura. I came here as soon as could, just making sure Nic is good.¡± She gave him a big smile.


    ¡°Oh my god! You two! I knew it, your THE Reg and Nic that have all the boys in the locker room talking about. Shit! Brent! You just hit the jackpot here.¡± Shane sounded too excited, making Brenton looked at us a bit confused.


    Shane pped Brent¡¯s arm yfully. ¡°Damn! Sorry man, I forgot you were busy with your personal life, at that time. But anyway they¡¯re quite the talk of the campus man, they were the hottest lesbian couple! I mean, they would make out anywhere Brent. So hot! I¡¯m Shane by the way.¡± I was blushing crimson by this time. Regan was smiling smugly at Shane now. And Brenton, well he looked so confused right now, between horny and jealous and horny again.


    ¡°You could close your jaw now Brenton.¡± I smiled shyly at him. Shane was still looking amazed at us.


    ¡°But you.. me.. you and me, how.. but we¡¯re. Shit! Damn it I¡¯m confused now.¡± I kissed him deeply, opening his mouth caressing his jaw with my hand, taking his hand to my ass making him started to moan my name.


    ¡°I was in college babe, but I love you now. I love Regan she¡¯s part of my past, but now it¡¯s based on friendship. She¡¯s in love with Leslie now. Maybe we should double date sometime. You can join Shane, and you can stop smiling like a pervert Shane.¡± Shane wasughing now but went silent immediately, trying to hold his smirk.


    ¡°You¡¯re good there Brenton. We¡¯re definitely over. You don¡¯t have anything to worry about. Well maybe if you hurt her. I will definitely hunt you down myself, and do some unimaginable things to you.¡± Regan shrugged and smiled sweetly at me.


    Shane was practically drooling by now. Making me shake withughter at him. ¡°Seriously Brenton, I don¡¯t know how you choose your friends, but you might want to consider this one here.¡± We wereughing until the doctor came, and we went silent right away. Finally remembered why were here, taking us back to Brenton.


    He talked and asked Brenton about how he had been feeling, then check his vitals. He gave the nurses some instructions and scribbled on the pad that was attached to his bed. Then he left us.


    When the nurse checked on the bandage under his hospital gown I winced. I didn¡¯t realize the wound was thatrge.


    I gripped his other hand, as he took mine as kissed it. ¡°It¡¯s okay Nikki, it looks worse than it felt. I¡¯m good now that I got you back.¡± He kissed my cheek making my heart fluttered.

 Chapter 19. Spending The Time

    Brenton was sleeping, I was reading on the chair by his side when his parents arrived. Hellen was by my side in no time hugging me.


    ¡°Hey Nicolette, thank you for waiting on Brenton. You could leave now if you want to freshen up and rest?¡± She asked me politely.


    ¡°Mm¡­ I¡¯m actually thinking of spending the night here. But if you want privacy, I can get back in the morning?¡± I was a bit disappointed. But I didn¡¯t want to take the time they had with Brenton. They sure looked like busy people.


    ¡°Nonsense darling, stay if you want. I just thought you might be exhausted. But if you want to stay,e and let us have some dinner and coffee. I already packed some for us. Let¡¯s sit on the couch.¡± I put my book down, and kissed Brent, and followed her to the couch.


    She brought sandwiches and coffee, but she said they¡¯ve already eaten on their way here. But she set up the coffee for all of us. And let me ate my sandwich in peace, while she got to Brenton¡¯s side and sit with him for a while.


    I could see her love for him when she brushed her hand to his hair softly. Making me remembered my own mom, suddenly I felt that I missed my parents a whole lot. I had not think about them since my issues with Collin. Now, it all came back to me and it hit me hard. My tears started to fall. Patrick saw me and he looked concerned. He gave me his handkerchief and rubbed my back lovingly.


    ¡°I¡¯m so sorry. I just suddenly miss my own parents. Would you excuse me for a moment? I¡¯m just going to freshen up.¡± I walked quickly to the public bathroom outside, because I didn¡¯t want to use the private one in the room.


    I quickly pulled down the toilet seat cover and sat down, I started hugging myself sobbing.


    Fuck! Stay strong Nicolette. You can do this. Brenton would want you to be strong.


    I missed mom and dad, how they would hug me, and loved me. It still hard for me to ept their death up to today.


    Somewhere inside my mind I always thought their marriage was what drives my rtionship forward with Collin. I craved stability after they were gone, and Collin offered that.


    Damn it! Maybe I should go home and rest.


    I didn¡¯t think I could handle seeing them all together. I was so jealous. Maybe I was just tired. Yes, I definitely need to go home now.


    I was going to say goodbye to them, and let them spend more time with Brenton when I heard people argued. I could see Brenton was awake, and joining in on the heated conversation. There was this voluptuous beautiful red-haired woman, holding his hand crying.


    What the fuck!


    That was when he saw me, and she was looking at me ring. He quickly wed off her hand from his. Hellen looked at me, and Patrick wasing my way. I finally get myself moving and entered the room.C¨°ntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    ¡°Patrick, Hellen I think I¡¯m going to get that rest now.¡± I gave them a tight hug and whispered to them. ¡°Please take good care of Brenton, I know he still loves you both, as I know you still do too.¡±


    ¡°Goodnight Brenton, get well soon.¡± I nodded to his direction and the red hair. Then I dashed out of the room quickly as my vision became blurry, and my tears stinging my eyes.


    I quickly got in the taxi and get back home. I slid down to the kitchen floor, drinking my wine.


    I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.


    I kept on chanting the words myself. I gulped down the rest of the wine in the ss and poured myself another one.


    I already turned off my phone. I just needed to be left alone.


    I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.


    Then there was a knock at the door.


    Shit.


    ¡°Be right there!¡± I called out to the door. Drank down the rest of the wine, and wobbly got up and got to the door. I peeked from the window seeing Hellen? What could she be doing here, shit! Did anything happen to Brenton? I was suddenly sober from my wine.


    ¡°Hellen did something¡­ Brenton is he okay? Tell me he¡¯s okay?¡± I started crying and she smiled and hugged me.


    ¡°He¡¯s okay my dear, he¡¯s sleeping when I left him with Patrick. Ssh¡­ it¡¯s okay. Brenton told me to check on you since he couldn¡¯t get through to your phone. He gave me the address, I hope you don¡¯t mind?¡± I shake my head and let her inside.


    ¡°He¡¯s worried about you. I know that he loves you, Nicolette.¡± She rubbed my arm.


    ¡°The red-haired woman is Marcie, she was his ex. I always hated her.¡± Sheughed.


    ¡°Thank god, he ditched her. But apparently, she still wants him. See now Nicolette, I¡¯m going to tell you the whole story okay? But why don¡¯t I make us coffee first?¡± She asked me, trying to take care of me. I missed this kind of motherly affection.


    Then she told me all about the gold-digging ex-girlfriend Marcie. I finally rxed. ¡°Thank you for this Hellen, I just thought¡­ he, I mean, I just love him too much to doubt him. So when I see her, I just left. I couldn¡¯t handle it. Sometimes I feel like I¡¯m always running away from something.¡± I tried to exin myself to her.


    ¡°Oh honey, it¡¯s okay. You¡¯re still young. You¡¯re bound to make mistakes. Next time just make sure you don¡¯t run away dear. If you love someone, then you should fight for your love. I know I did.¡± She winked at me making meughed.


    ¡°So, you want to get back to Brenton or you still want to rest?¡± She asked tidying up my kitchen.


    ¡°I¡¯ll go get changed and grab some stuff for the hospital. I¡¯m going to stand by my man.¡± I hugged her tightly.


    We arrived at the hospital and Brenton was relieved to see me and gave me his best smile. His parents went back home after I thanked them both.


    ¡°Thank you foring back, Nicolette. I love you.¡± He holds my hand and kissed my palm.

 Chapter 20. Stitches Itches

    I walked his parents out of the room and said our goodbyes, then I went to his side.


    ¡°Hey there Brent, I¡¯m sorry about earlier. I shouldn¡¯t have bailed out on you like that.¡± I kissed him deeply caressing his hair.


    ¡°Oh Nikki, I¡¯m loving your apology. Could you slide down lower and help my bed a little bit upward. I think the remote is on the table somewhere.¡± I giggled at him, and helped him with his little mission, only to get caught by the nurse.


    She smiled at us, as she checked his vitals and changed the IV. She said she would be back in three to four hours, and to call her if we needed further assistance.


    ¡°She¡¯s gone now,e here beautiful.¡± He grinned at me.


    ¡°Brenton, you need to rest baby.¡± I scolded him.


    ¡°Please Nikki¡­ I¡¯ve been in this bed for days now. I¡¯m bored, I need a distraction, I need you, I need to kiss you, to touch you..¡± He pleaded.


    So I went to his side to adjust his bed and gave him a sketchbook, and a pencil that I brought from home. He pouted at me, making meugh.


    I got up and check the hall, it was already eleven at night, it was silent out there. I locked the door, closed the blinds, and looking mischievous at him, as he raised an eyebrow at me, giving me his wicked smile.


    I walked back to him. Taking off my blouse and my bra, and sat on his edge of the bed by his hip. Close enough for his view, but far enough for him to touch my body. He groaned at me.


    ¡°Sketch me, Brenton, it¡¯ll distract you.¡± He was still looking at me, not moving his pencil.


    ¡°I¡¯ll give you a reward when you¡¯re done, Brenton,¡± I stated, but he was still not moving


    ¡°Do you want my nipples soft, or hard for the sketch?¡± I started to trail my hand to my breast but stopped, trying to get his attention. He finally closed his jaw, trying to form a sentence.


    ¡°Shit! Right. I can do this, I will sketch you, Nicolette. Um. Hard, I want to sketch your nipples both hard.¡± He took his ss of water and drank it down.


    This is going to be interesting.


    I continued trailing my fingers to my breast and yed with my nipple making it hard, then took it to the other side, and did the same thing making it hard.


    ¡°Do you want this to be a full-body or half-body sketch?¡± I teased him.


    ¡°Full body Nikki, and I want you naked, not a single thread on your beautiful body.¡± He grunted, his voice deep and full of lust.


    Iplied, getting off the bed and stripping off my capri pants, and seductively lowering down myce panties slowly. Then got back on the bed, by his side. His eyes roamed my body, I was trying to be brave but still blushed under his gaze. I stayed quiet and posed for him.


    He started moving his pencil, sketching me. His eyes were scanning all over my body. He was finally done, thirty minutester. But close the book not letting me see it.


    ¡°Brent, I want to see it.¡±


    ¡°Come then Nikki, give me my reward first.¡± He looked at me hungrily.


    I stood up and came closer to his side, as he gripped my wrist and roughly took it to his mouth. He started kissing my wrist and kept on going upward to my arm.


    ¡°Kiss me, Nicolette. I¡¯m so fucking hard right now. Touch me, love.¡± His hand started going to my breast and fondling it making me moaned his name.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    ¡°Ssh¡­ you need to be quiet babe, we¡¯re in a hospital. Can you do quite?¡± I can feel him smiling as he trailed his kisses to my bottom lip, and started to kiss me deeply pushing his tongue in me, I was squirming under his touches now.


    Then he moved down his hand, between my legs.


    ¡°Damn Nikki, your drenched already. Did watching me sketch you naked arouses you, beautiful? Did you like, touching yourself in front of me? What do you want to do with my body now Nikki, cause at the moment it¡¯s yours.¡± He asked as he shoved his finger in me.


    He caught my scream with his deep kiss. He kept on thrusting his finger in and out of me, then add another finger making me hold on to his shoulder.


    ¡°Fuck! I¡¯ming Brent. More baby, fuck yes. Like that.¡± I was getting the familiar feeling as I told him to go faster and deeper, then I climaxed and slumped to his chest.


    ¡°Shit sorry, did I hurt you? I didn¡¯t realize it. Fuck, we shouldn¡¯t have done this. You could tear your stitches.¡± I told him, quickly getting off of the bed.


    ¡°It itches babe, the stitches itches.¡± He grinned at me.


    ¡°But other than that, I¡¯m good and will be better once you suck me off.¡± He arched his brow at me.


    I smiled at him and lowered down his nket and lifted his hospital gown. Then I started giving him my best, when I licked him and sucked him, bobbing my head to his shaft up and down making him moan.


    ¡°Fuck so good. Yes, more Nikki. I¡¯ming babe, shit so good. Faster, deeper Nikki. Yes, fuck fuck fuck¡­ I¡¯ming.¡± Then he bucked his hips as I felt him bursting inside my mouth, and calmed down. Coming down from his high.


    I took the tissue and helped him clean off, then I headed to the private bathroom to cleaned and dress myself.


    I unlocked his room and I get back to his side, holding his arm and entwined it with mine.


    ¡°Thank you, Nikki, I needed that. I missed you so much. I love you, Nicolette. Please, don¡¯t leave me again.¡± I nodded to him, he kissed my hand and kept it close to his chest.


    I waited for him until he fell asleep, then moved back to the couch and rested my head, and drifted off to slumber.

 Chapter 21. Playing Nurse

    It was day four when they finally gave him the clear to go home. He was restless and bored to death.


    ¡°Nicolette, you¡¯reing home with me right?¡± He blurted out without thinking, then he was grinning knowing his parents were still in the room.


    I blushed crimson. But Hellen calmed me down. ¡°It¡¯s okay darling. Both of you are consenting adults. I trust you both to make the right decision. But I will be d if you could stay with him to nurse him. That is if you can stand him. If not, I will be taking care of him of course.¡± She scolded Brenton¡¯s hair lovingly.


    ¡°Mum. Please. I want Nikki. You and dad cane to visit, just make sure to call ahead.¡± He pouted. He was being a kid now. That was it then.


    ¡°Okay Brenton, I will stay at your ce. But I have to get back to mine first. You know I still have to deal with the house.¡± I told him while packing his things into his bag.


    ¡°You know, if you want I can look for a buyer for your house. I can¡¯t still believe that you¡¯re Brad¡¯s and Chloe¡¯s Rutherford daughter. I¡¯ve been invited to their dinner functions there, years ago I know the estate. It¡¯s a beautiful one.¡± Patrick told me, brushing my arm lovingly.


    ¡°You would? Oh, thank you! It¡¯s just that I haven¡¯t got the time for anything but Brentontely.¡± I held out my hand to Brenton¡¯s.


    ¡°Your parents, are one of those good people taken too soon, I¡¯ve done business with them in the past.¡± He stated looking at Hellen.


    ¡°Oh, Nicolette I¡¯m so sorry about your parents. Please, if you want you cane visit us? I would love to have another woman in the house, that way Brenton would alsoe to visit me. It¡¯s been too long dear.¡± She kissed his son¡¯s forehead.


    ¡°How about we have dinner next week? Oh, please say yes?¡± Hellen asked me abruptly.


    I looked at Brenton and he nodded, I smiled widely at her and hugged her. ¡°Yes Hellen, thank you for the invite, we will be there.¡±


    An hourter after all the paperwork and the drive. We finally arrived at my ce. ¡°Baby, you can go up to my room if you want toy down. I got to do theundry first then dinner, or do you want to order in?¡± He was behind me in no time.


    ¡°You of all people should know, the first thing on my mind when I¡¯m alone with you.¡± He wrapped his arms around me and turned me around.


    ¡°I miss you beautiful.¡± He kissed me, as I opened my mouth, letting him in feeling his love and his passion.


    ¡°Brent, if you want us to fuck, I need to do my chores first okay? If not I won¡¯t stop thinking about ourundry while I¡¯m fucking you. So, why don¡¯t you order dinner, and you can sketch me doing my chores? I will reward you, with a sexy shower when I¡¯m done.¡± I gave his sketchbook and pecked his lips. He pouted but started to look at menus for dinner.


    We finished everything two hourster. Dinner was great, we had also done the dishes.


    ¡°So, my reward?¡± He looked at me expectantly.


    Iughed at him. I held out my hand to his and he followed behind me. His eyes were yful. We got to my shower then I stripped him naked, and started kissing him, touching him all over.


    ¡°So good Nikki, fuck I miss you, I miss us, I miss this.¡± I pushed him back to the shower wall as I stepped back and stripped myself in front of him.


    ¡°So, you and Regan. We never talk about it.¡±


    ¡°Seriously Brent, you want to talk about my ex while I¡¯m about to get down on my knees and fuck you with my mouth?¡± I slurred my words to him and started touching his dick moving my palm up and down his shaft.


    ¡°Well¡­ mmm, so good, like that, fuck Nicolette. I¡¯m¡­ I¡¯m just saying that it¡¯s hot that¡¯s all. So, you¡¯re like aroused also when you, you know with her?¡± He stuttered his words like he was trying really hard toposed his sentences, while I licked and sucked his dick.


    I slid my body upward touching my body to his. Rolling up my nipples to his tattooed abs and chest, making him moaned my name. I got up and licked his pierced nipples, I knew where he was heading with this talk. I smiled seductively at him.


    I lowered his head down, licked his ear, and whispered huskily. ¡°So, you want to know what she did to me, that makes mee over and over again? How she ys with my body? How she taunts me, taking me high and higher until I finallye in her mouth, by her hands, by her loving words.¡±


    ¡°Fuck Nikki, suck me now baby, I¡¯m so fucking hard right now.¡± He pleaded as I went back down on my knees. His hands held my head, keeping my pace to his liking. I sucked harder as he told me to. Fisting his shaft while I licked his tip.


    ¡°Damn baby, I¡¯ming, fuck harder baby. Again like that. Shit. Fuck!¡± He kept on cursing and moaning my name until he holds my head still, as he burst into me and telling me to sucked him dry as I did. He held back his head to the shower wall, enjoying his release.


    He lifted me and kissed me hungrily, while he started the warm shower, and took me under the water. He touched me between my legs. ¡°So slick baby, I love how you¡¯re getting wet by sucking me off. It¡¯s such a turn on. You¡¯re so fucking, insatiable love. Come I¡¯ll wash you off, I want to fuck you on the bed until youe over and over again.¡± We got out of the shower and dried off.


    ¡°I need to re-dressed your bandage first Brenton. Come here sit on the edge¡±. I put some of the prescribed ointment on the stitches he winced a bit. I looked at him.


    ¡°Sorry Baby.¡± I pecked on the bandage as it was all done.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    ¡°I think, I like you ying nurse.¡± He grabbed me and put me under him. Then he fuck me over and over again that night, as promised. We slept as I kissed his back, spooning him from behind, andid my cheek on his tattooed back. He took my arm to his waist and entwined it with his.

 Chapter 22. Moving Forward

    ¡°My God Brenton, what did you do?¡± I was opening the door for him, as he was insisting on carrying our bags.


    His studio was all messed up. Canvases scattered here and there. Paints, brushes were everywhere. My goodness, he had a fallout too, it was all because of me. I looked at him, he just shrugged.


    I hugged him and rested my head on his chest. ¡°I¡¯m so sorry baby, I didn¡¯t know I hurt you too.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m good now, let¡¯s just move on okay? I¡¯m gonna tidy this up. Trisha is going toe here this afternoon and take all the paintings to her gallery. She¡¯s been hounding me for my works anyway. So, it¡¯s all good Nikki. I¡¯m good. We¡¯re good.¡± He put the bags down and let me go.


    He started to tidy up the paints and brushes. My tears were falling seeing his paintings. They were all mine, my face, gestures, features, bits, and pieces of me, spread on each of the canvas beautifully.


    I quickly wiped my tears, but it kept on falling. I couldn¡¯t believe I caused this much hurt in him. It hurt me to see that. I grabbed his bag and headed for his drawers, I was trying to put back his clean clothes, that I already washed yesterday at my ce. My hands were trembling.


    Suddenly I could feel him behind me. I tried to wipe my tears again. But he must¡¯ve seen me. He hugged me from behind. ¡°I can do myundry you know, I¡¯m not that sick. I don¡¯t want you to do my chores. I just want you to do me.¡± I could feel that he was trying to cheer me up. I finally smiled.


    ¡°There see, you¡¯re beautiful Nicolette. Please don¡¯t cry. It¡¯s over and done. I¡¯ve made beautiful pieces of painting, because of it. Or is it that bad, it¡¯s making you cry?¡± He was actually worried.


    I turned to face him ¡°It¡¯s beautiful baby, that¡¯s why I cry. I can see your feelings on it. It showed how much I¡¯ve hurt you. And it pains me to know, that I¡¯ve caused you to hurt. Please forgive me?¡± I lowered his head down to me and kissed him slowly.


    ¡°You will never have to ask for my forgiveness Nikki. I should¡¯ve waited for you. It was too fast, too soon after what you¡¯ve been through. It¡¯s also partly my fault. So, can we just move on? I really want to fuck you now.¡± He took my hand and put it on his hardness, making me kissed him deeper smiling at him.


    ¡°Brenton, you really would do anything not to see my cry do you?¡± Iughed at his sexual advances. He gave me his sexiest smile, that was all it took apparently.


    I nudged him down to his bed pushing him to the headboard, making him sit up with his legs spread wide with me kneeling in the middle.


    I stripped him naked and started stripping my clothes off, while he kept his hand gripping my thighs. I could see his lust, as I peeled off myce panties leaving me naked.


    I got onhisp, straddling him. Whispering in his ear, licking and nibbling. ¡°I¡¯m so fucking wet for you Brenton. Hold my ass baby. Yes, just like that.¡± I told him while brushing mine to his shaft back and forth teasing but not entering mine. The friction drove me wild. I took his hands to my tits, as he cupped them and tugged it to his mouth sucking and licking me. I moaned his name, pushing my chest to him, as his hand rests on my back pulling me even closer.


    ¡°Fuck Brent, I need you in me now. Condom. Now.¡± He gave it to me and smiled sexily as I took the condom, and rolled it to his dick, and stroked it a couple of times, from top to bottom making him groaned.


    I slowly positioned myself as I pushed his dick in me, making him groaned. This position made him go deeper, making me stretched myself for him.


    Needing more friction. I slowly raised my knee to his chest. He looked at me. ¡°Fuck did I hurt you, babe? Maybe you should be on top. Shit. I¡¯m so fucking horny right now.¡±


    ¡°No Nikki, it¡¯s just you¡¯re so fucking flexible I can¡¯t handle it. It¡¯s such a fucking turn on babe. Just do it like that, fuck I¡¯m so deep inside you right now. Shit baby! Fuck deeper love. Again pushed it.¡± His hands were on my ass controlling the pace.


    ¡°Fuck Brent! Get on top of me now. I want it, rough baby. Please.¡± He flipped me and got on top, he took both of my legs crossed to one side and pushed himself roughly in, pounding me hard and fast over and over again.


    ¡°Come for me Nikki, now baby.¡± He knows my body very well now. He knows I was about toe. Few more strokes.Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.


    ¡°Damn Brent. Fuck! No more please.¡± I rxed as I came down from my high. But he was taking my leg up to his shoulder and took the other leg to his waist.


    Fuck this is so fucking hot. I¡¯m fucking horny again. Damn!


    ¡°Kiss me, Nikki, I¡¯m going to fuck you again.¡± I did as he told me to do. My knee was up on his shoulder now. He was taking a pillow, and slide it under my ass making him mounted me higher.


    ¡°Fuck so deep, Brent! So good! So fucking good!¡± I chanted his name over and over again.


    His body mist with sweat, he kept on trusting in me. Then he told me that he wasing, while I clenched him tighter in me just as he liked it.


    ¡°Nikki baby I¡¯ming, fuck yes! Grip me tight just like that. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!¡± He screamed my name and held his head back, pushing himself inside me, and filled the condom in me.


    He got off of me andid on my side after throwing out the condom to the bin. He pulled me in closer to him.


    ¡°I want to paint you doing ballet. Can you still do it? I mean just to pose. Do you still have your ballet stuff?¡± He asked me while nibbling on my shoulder.


    ¡°I¡¯m actually considering taking the sses again. I need to get back in shape first it¡¯s been too long. So, might as well buy new props. I¡¯m a better dancer than a painter.¡± I snuggled in closer to him, taking his tattooed arm over my shoulder, wrapping me in his embrace.


    ¡°I used to join a balletpany and do performances, and teach ballet to little kids. But then Collin happened.¡± I shrugged at him.


    ¡°So it¡¯s settled then, we¡¯ll go shopping after Trish pick up the paintings.¡± He pulled me closer and kissed the top of my head, inhaling my scent. As I also did when I kiss his chest, and wrapped my arm around his manly tattooed covered chest.

 Chapter 23. Back To Ballet

    His phone buzzed. ¡°Shit Trisha is here. Come get dressed, I need to introduce my muse to her.¡± He kissed me and pped my ass yfully hard. Making me wet.


    Shit! What the fuck?


    Suddenly he looked at me, knowing my aroused face. Then he quickly gets back to me and touched my sex confirming it. He groaned and kissed me hard and fast.


    ¡°The fuck Nikki! We have visitors. Never knew you like being pped in the ass.¡±


    ¡°Me neither, but apparently you brought it out of me.¡± I grinned at him. He justughed and threw me one of his shirts to wear. He quickly got dressed, washed his face and hands, and opened the door.


    ¡°About time Brenton! How are you? Shane has already given me the details. So when do I get to meet her? He also told me some interesting facts about her.¡± She hugged him and pped his arm yfully.


    I was seeing their affection, it was like they werefortable with each other like me and Regan. Shit were they lovers. I coughed and made myself known.


    ¡°There you are,e Nicolette meet Trisha. She¡¯s the owner of the gallery, that exhibit my paintings. Trisha this is Nikki. My muse, my girlfriend.¡± He took my hand lovingly and pulled me closer to them.


    I held out my hand, but she grabbed me in for a hug.


    Okay then, she¡¯s not that bad.


    I smiled at her.


    ¡°Oh Brent, she¡¯s a keeper! She¡¯s going to make me a lot of money, by bing your muse. She¡¯s fucking beautiful Brenton! Damn! I¡¯d do her¡­ oops sorry that came out wrong. It¡¯s just Shane, you know how he is.¡± We allughed, but I was still blushing to her remarks by being called beautiful.


    ¡°Well, thank you, Trisha. You¡¯re also very beautiful and I¡¯d do you too. But I love Brenton now.¡± I grinned at her.


    Sheughed harder than before, saying that if Brenton let me go, she will be gunning after me, and do it for real.


    Brenton was getting pale now or horny. I still couldn¡¯t tell the difference, when ites to my previous sexuality, which made usughed even harder.


    She stayed for another half an hour, before she hauled his paintings away to the gallery, and said our goodbyes.


    ¡°So I¡¯m your girlfriend now?¡± I teased him, secretly liking him calling me his girlfriend.


    ¡°Yes Nikki you¡¯re my girlfriend and I¡¯m your boyfriend. We are exclusive, we don¡¯t date or fuck other people. I know we¡¯re doing this backward. But we love each other, so that¡¯s that.¡± He stated looking into my eyes and smiling sexily.


    ¡°So you and Trisha, were you involved with her?¡± I asked as he looked down.


    Damn, I knew it.


    ¡°It was a one-time thing,st year. We never did it again. Look, babe, she¡¯s all professional with me, and looks like she¡¯s more interested in you rather than me now.¡± He pouted, making meughed.


    ¡°But I think Shane likes her tough. I always knew there¡¯s something going on between them. And I know she likes him too. Cause she always looking for ways to get in touch with him.¡± He shrugged, as he moved dangerously towards me.


    ¡°So, you want to fuck or should we go out and have a nice dinner, and buy you some ballet stuff? I can¡¯t wait to see you parade in them. You can use the spare bedroom for your ballet studio, we can put bars and mirrors in it?¡± He asked me, but my face gave it away, looking all too excited about his idea.


    ¡°So let¡¯s go then.¡± He told me.


    We went to my usual ce to shop for ballet attire, I was buying the necessities first, leotards, tights, pointe shoes, skirts, and some tutus for his poses.


    Finding the right shoes took the longest time, but Brenton seemed to enjoy sitting in the corner sketching me. Looking at the sales assistant measuring my feet, telling me to put them in different ballet positions, so she could fit the right shoes for me. And finally, she gave me a pair to try, and I loved it. I also got some slip-on for my toes.


    We finally finished with my shopping and put everything in the car, then we went to Silvio¡¯s for dinner. We ordered our pizza to go since I was tired already.


    We arrived just before seven and decided to eat while watching one of his ck and white movies.


    ¡°You looked happy earlier like you¡¯re in yourfort zone. I¡¯ve got some beautiful sketches while you¡¯re trying on your ballet shoes.¡± He stated, tidying up my strand hair, back behind my ear.


    I was chewing my pizza, definitely not enticing at all. But he managed to make it look sexy anyway.C¨°ntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    ¡°I need to eat healthier food now that I¡¯m going back to ballet. I need to build up my muscles again. But yes, I love doing ballet. It makes me feel happy and healthier. I¡¯m going to call Marco tomorrow to check out his avable sses for me to join. I need to start slow, it¡¯s been too long.¡±


    ¡°Marco? A dude? I¡¯m not sure I¡¯mfortable with you, dancing that close with a man in tights.¡± He looked at me seriously.


    ¡°He¡¯s the best Brenton, and he¡¯s gay and already happily married to his partner. But I love seeing your jealous side. I think it¡¯s cute.¡± I cupped his face and pecked his nose. He looked relieved.


    ¡°But I¡¯lle to your sses, just to make sure.¡± He told me, taking me close to his side.


    ¡°Babe, I¡¯ll be ttered if you woulde. I¡¯m just not ready for you to be gawking at other women in tights. I just might get jealous.¡± I shrugged, and he looked pleased with me.


    ¡°I like the idea of you getting jealous over me.¡± He drank his beer, and set it down on the table.


    ¡°I am Brent, you¡¯re a sexy handsome man, my man. All mine.¡± I started touching him, get on hisp facing him, as I gently grind him and moaned, then he pped my ass hard and all hell breaks loose.


    ¡°Fuck! Again Brent! Take me to bed. Fuck me, hard baby.¡± He did as I told him to do and fuck me hard over and over again.

 Chapter 24. The Ballerina

    I woke up early that morning. I couldn¡¯t wait for ballet. That was one of the works that Collin asked me to quit. He knew I love ballet, but then he questioned my love for him.


    Then I left ballet, Marco was disappointed in me. But he held back and said that anytime I wanted toe back, I just need to let him know.


    So I called him this morning, he was shocked about Collin. I didn¡¯t give him all the information about my breakdown. I just said that I wanted to start ballet again.


    ¡°So, is there still an opening in one of your sses Marco? I know I have to start from the beginning again, I need to build up my strength and flexibility. Tomorrow really? That soon? Yeah, I can make it. Really? Ok, see you at eight tomorrow. Bye Marco, and thank you again for fitting me in so soon.¡±


    I made coffee and ate a banana, reminding myself that I need to buy some healthy food today. Brenton was still sleeping naked, my hands were itching to touch him. But I needed to start my work. I needed to do something for myself. Maybe I could make an ie out of this someday, and started teaching children sses again. Who knew.C¨°ntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    I was on the floor breaking my new ballet shoes when Brenton saw me.


    ¡°Nicolette? What are you doing with your new shoes? Are you okay? Do you not want to do ballet?¡± He looked at me with concern in his eyes. I know what he must¡¯ve thought, me vandalizing my new shoes.


    I stood up and pecked his cheek. ¡°Morning babe, I¡¯m good. This is what ballerina do to their shoes. I know it¡¯s weird, but we have to break the inside sole, so when we dance it¡¯ll mold perfectly with our stance. You want coffee?¡±


    I left the shoes and the tools on the floor and got him coffee. ¡°I need to go to the grocery,ter on, need to buy some healthy food, fruits, yogurt, and snacks. You want me to stay here tonight?¡± I asked him,cing my hands to his neck, pulling him in for a kiss.


    His body was warm, as he pulled me in closer to him. ¡°I like your ballet costume. Sexy Nikki. I was thinking why don¡¯t you move in with me? You¡¯re going to sell your parents¡¯ anyway. I know it¡¯s a big step. If you¡¯re notfortable I¡¯m not going to push you okay. Just think about it?¡± But he pleaded me with his puppy eyes making me giggle.


    ¡°I will Brent. Oh.. and I already called Marco this morning, he said that he has an opening at eight tomorrow morning. Now, I need to do my routine. Would you please help me clear a space for my practice?¡± I asked him nibbling on his ear, smiling at him.


    ¡°I already check out your spare bedroom. It¡¯s spacious enough for now. Just need to move the bed to the wall. Later we need to get rid of the bed. But I¡¯m just going to do some stretches and the basics for today. Then you¡¯re going to get my bars and mirrors. Now, are you sure, you still want me to move in with you?¡± I finally stopped and he smiled widely at me.


    ¡°Nicolette, of course, baby. I love seeing you so excited about ballet. I will get anything you need. And no I don¡¯t want you to pay for any of it. You¡¯re mine now Nikki. And I take care of what¡¯s mine.¡± He ended his statement with a possessive kiss, making me moaned.


    Damn! I need to concentrate on ballet. Right! Focus woman!


    Heughed at me, and went to the spare bedroom, and started to move the bed to the wall, and therge mirror to the other side of the room by the window.


    ¡°Oh! It¡¯s perfect Brent baby! Thank you!¡± I took my ballet shoes and my phone, picking up some ssical tunes from my previous ylist. I sat down on the floor and started flexing my feet, and wearing my slip-on, before my pointe shoes. I started stretching my feet and my legs.


    ¡°Give me your phone, I¡¯m going to connect it to the portable speaker.¡± Brenton held out his hand for my phone.


    ¡°Thanks, babe.¡± I got up and kissed his lips.


    ¡°I¡¯m going to let you do your thing now. Just call out if you need anything.¡± He smiled and winked at me.


    ¡°Mm¡­ I forgot, could you get me a bag of Epsom salt and a bag of ice. I¡¯ll need it for my feet after this. Give me three hours for this okay? Then I¡¯m all yours.¡± I grinned at him.


    ¡°Okay, Nicolette. Anything for you.¡± He pulled me in and kissed me deeply until I was breathless. He finally left me and went out for the salt and ice.


    Three hourster I was sweating, my thigh started to hurt, and my calf and feet started to throb.


    God! I¡¯m really out of shape.


    Marco would kill me tomorrow with his stretches. Hope he would go easy on me. I used to train a minimum, four to five hours on a regr day. Damn!


    But I love the feeling when I do all the ballet movement, moving my body to the music. Sucking my emotions, flowing it throughout my body. It all made me feel so alive.


    I slumped down to the floor, and took off my shoes, and massaged my feet. I started to got up and went to the kitchen, only to find Brenton sleeping with a remote in his hand, while the was TV still on with his ck and whites. He¡¯s so adorable.


    I came up to him and gave him a wake-up kiss. ¡°Wake up sleeping beauty. Did you get my salt and ice babe?¡± He moaned and opened his eyes a little.


    ¡°Need deeper kiss, still sleepy.¡± He told me, closing his eyes again. I kissed him deeper, opening his mouth pushing my tongue inside his, biting his lower lip until he moaned my name, and opened up his eyes looking at me with lust.


    Right then¡­


    ¡°Salt and ice baby and I need a bucket.¡± He finally sat up and saw me all sweaty and my feet all red. He looked concerned now.


    He prepared the ice bucket, and I poured in the salt. I sat on the couch and dipped my feet in the bucket and I moaned. ¡°Damn! This is heaven.¡±


    ¡°You sure, this is good for you babe? Looks like torture. You want some water?¡± He walked to the fridge and get me some water.


    ¡°Thanks, Brenton, I¡¯m good. I¡¯ll be better when I start my routine regrly.¡± I took the water and drained the whole ss in a matter of seconds. Brenton sat beside me, and pulled into his chest, rubbing my arm.


    I can get used to this¡­

 Chapter 25. Meeting Marcie

    ¡°Nikki¡­ hurry up, I¡¯m hungry.¡± He called out from the kitchen.


    ¡°Give me five, babe.¡± I was finishing off my looks, and putting on my body lotion.


    ¡°Hey, beautiful. Come, let¡¯s go.¡± He squeezed my ass as I pped his hand andughed.


    ¡°You can pick the restaurant, I¡¯m good either way. I¡¯ll be eating sds for dinner from now on.¡± I told him as we get in the car.


    ¡°Mm¡­ ok let¡¯s get some Italian. Then we go to the grocery store.¡± He kissed me and started to drive off.Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.


    Dinner was great, we talked more and became at ease with our conversation. I envied him for getting thesagna, it looked delicious. But I was keeping my sd and eat it dryly.


    We were getting my groceries when someone called out Brenton¡¯s name. He immediately groaned and pulled me closer possessively.


    Shit! The voluptuous red-haired bitch is here!


    What was she trying to do? We were in public, we didn¡¯t want to make a scene.


    ¡°Brenton honey. How are you? Are you feeling better?¡± She was fidgeting her feet and asked him.


    The hell, is she ying innocent here?


    Not after what Hellen told me about her. I got to fight for my man, Hellen taught me that. I knew she was bad news. I got to get her ws from him.


    Brenton was about to answer her. When I put my finger on his lips, and shake my head no.


    ¡°He¡¯s good, Marcie is it? Hellen told me about you, so did Brenton. He will be even better when we got hometer on, and I will take care of him. You better go to your lover now Marcie, since Brenton is not yours anymore. He is mine, as I am his. Goodbye Marcie, and have a nice evening.¡± I told her with a low threatening voice. I could see her eyes wide, shocked at me.


    ¡°Brenton, you seriously take this lean bitch over me? I¡¯ve got better body than hers. All she¡¯s got is a nasty mouth.¡± She was seriously fuming at me, I could see the red creeping from her neck to her face.


    Brenton was tugging my arms telling me to go, and just leave her be. But I was not having it.


    ¡°Marcie honey, you never underestimate what this lean bitch¡¯s body can do to Brenton. I¡¯ve fucked him to hell and back far better than what you can do to his, with all your love handles hanging everywhere.¡± I told her with a loud whisper.


    ¡°And as for my nasty mouth, it has brought far more pleasure to Brenton¡¯s, than that little pout you call a mouth. Come, love, let¡¯s fuck all over the house, I¡¯m so fucking turn on by this encounter.¡±


    I left her in the canned goods section, her jaw opened, her face was red fuming at me. While Brenton was kissing my cheek, and wrapping his arm on my waist.


    He got to the register and paid for the goods as I was still fuming, looking out for Marcie just in case she decided to retaliate. I rxed when we finally got in the car, and let myself breathe.


    ¡°Fuck Nikki, I¡¯m so fucking hard right now. I never knew you had it in you! Buckle up baby, we¡¯re going to fuck all over the house apparently.¡± His words made meughed.


    We got to his ce and put the groceries away. Then he was behind me in no time. Trailing his tattooed arms around me.


    ¡°So where do we start? I wanted to be fuck to hell and back, by this lean body of yours baby.¡± He grinds me from behind, showing me how hard he was.


    ¡°I never knew meeting your ex, can make me so fucking horny Brenton, touch me, baby. I¡¯m so fucking wet already.¡± I turned to face him. And trail kisses to his tattooed neck, unbuttoning his shirt, licking his chest, touching his pierced nipples. Licking it, sucking it, making him tilt his head back closing his eyes, enjoying my touches.


    Keeping my dirty slutty words flowing to his ears. He roughly pushed me down to the couch and stripped himself naked making me see all his tattooed goodness. I was about to strip when he shakes his head no.


    O¡­ okay¡­


    I smiled at him sexily, as he crawled his way above me. Taking my top off slowly with his hand, and lowered himself to take off my jeans, with a little struggle but he managed. Leaving me in myce underwear.


    He kissed me roughly and flipped me, with my ass facing him. He squeezes my ass, bitting, nibbling on my neck then lower to my back. Making me moaned his name. I begged him to touch me, but he never did. As he yed his little game teasing me.


    ¡°Can I p your ass baby?¡± He asked hoarsely, nibbling on my waists just above my ass cheek.


    ¡°Yes, fuck Brent yes¡­ touch me already.¡± I could feel him smile behind me as he smacked my ass. ¡°Fuck so good. Again. Fuck me, Brenton.¡± I whimpered under him as he smacked the other side.


    ¡°Damn Nicolette, so fucking sexy babe. Let me touch you now, and let me fuck you with my mouth.¡± He flipped me again, lowering me to the edge of the couch. He kneels on the floor, with my thigh between his head. He caresses my thighs lovingly, while he discarded my panties, and dipped his tongue in me. Taking me higher and higher until I was done, shattered to pieces as his mouth kept on licking and sucking me dry.


    ¡°Fuck enough Brent, I¡¯m done.¡± But he pulled me down to the plush carpet and spread me wide open for his view. Heughed as I blushed at what he did.


    ¡°Nicolette love, I¡¯ve seen it all it¡¯s adorable when you still blushed at our sex activities. Your beautiful Nikki.¡± He lowered his tattooed self down on me, kissing and licking my neck down to my tits, while I arched my back giving him more.


    Damn! He¡¯s turning me into, a sex-crazed person.


    He looked at me with lust, as he tore the foil and put on the condom, then pushed himself in me hard. ¡°Fuck Nikki! So tight. Don¡¯t clench not yet baby. Fuck!¡± He bites my nipple yfully, making me moan, then he started thrusting in and out.


    ¡°You¡¯re so fucking wet babe. I love that I¡¯m making you this horny Nikki.¡± He kept on saying his dirty words at me, as I wrapped my legs around his tattooed body, keeping him deeper in me. ¡°Fuck, like that Nikki grip me tight. Iing babe, fuck! So fucking good.¡±


    I took my leg to his shoulder, while pushed deeper above me. He thrust a couple of more time until he climaxed, and his moves became sloppy. Then slumped beside me, spent.


    ¡°Give me ten Nikki, we¡¯re gunning for the walls and the kitchen counter after this.¡± He told me between breaths, while I snuggle in closer to his tattooed arms, and rest my cheek on his chest, andughed at him.


    ¡°I can¡¯t seem to get enough of you Brenton. With our sex drive, I should go to the doctor and get an imnt. It¡¯s less hassle than putting out condoms, on each corner of the house.¡± I told him with my sleepy voice. Then we both drifted off to sleep, in the middle of the living room.

 Chapter 26. Ballet with Marco

    I could feel everyone¡¯s eyes were on me. Walking inside the ballet studio, with one tattooed goodness man holding my back possessively.


    Thankfully, Marco saw me immediately and called me out. ¡°Nicolette, there you are I was wondering will you be joining us or not.¡± He gave me a warm brotherly hug.


    ¡°Hey Marco, it¡¯s been a while how¡¯s Justin?¡± I tried to make small talk with him, but his eyes wandered to Brenton. ¡°And this is Brenton, my boyfriend. It¡¯s a long story with Collin, we¡¯ll talk it out at lunch?¡±


    ¡°Hey there Brenton, I¡¯m Marco. Nice to meet you. You look familiar, are you Brenton Adams? Oh my, you are! Shit Nico, no wonder you¡¯ve been missing. Can I?¡± He asked for a hug from Brenton, which he dly gave to Marco.


    Damn, this just became more and more awkward.


    ¡°So, Nikki I¡¯ll pick you up after lunch?¡± He asked looking a bit out of ce, with all the tights and the tutus. I wasughing hard on the inside.


    He saw my eyes and he knew, that I found this amusing. He took me aside and whisper in my ear. ¡°Nikki love, put that smirk out of your face, or I will smack your ass hard when we¡¯re at home. Or did I give the wrong consequences?¡± I shake my head no.


    Then he cupped my cheek in his hand, and crushed his lips to mine, forcing me to open my mouth, and kissed me deeply, as I tried to hold my moans making it breathless. Feeling satisfied, he let me go and waved goodbye to Marco, and walk out of the studio whistling a happy tune.


    Damn him!


    ¡°The hell Nico! What a catch! I must tell Justin, to join us for lunchter. Now let¡¯s go, and see if you still got it.¡± He walked me to our private ss and started the grueling stretching, and dance routine.


    Two hourster I was spent.


    ¡°Marco please, need to rest and tend to my blisters. These are new soles. I just break them yesterday.¡± I pleaded to him.


    Heughed, and told me to go to the lounge, and took a break. I knew I was going to regret peeling off my ballet shoes, but I did it anyway.


    ¡°Fuck¡­¡± I sighed looking at the blisters on both of my feet. I dug out my tape and blisters bandages from my bag, and start decorating my feet.


    Definitely not sexy.


    I decided to check on my messages. There was one from Brenton.


    Hey Nikki, how¡¯s your first day? Call me up if you want to be pick up before lunch okay. Miss You Babe- B


    I decided to snap him a picture of my war wounds. And send it to him.


    I¡¯m tending my wounds, Marco is driving me hard on our routine. It¡¯s new shoes and it¡¯s been awhile, need to build my calluses to protect my feet. So yeah. It¡¯s been hard. But I¡¯m loving it! You can pick me up after lunch, Miss You Too ¨C N


    His reply came instantly.


    Damn! Are you sure you¡¯re okay? Those looks, nasty babe. Just tell me if you want to be picked up okay. Love You ¨C B


    I finished my bandages and put my shoes back on, feeling better with the blisters pad. Then I texted him back.


    I¡¯m good love. I¡¯ll get used to this again. Don¡¯t worry. Definitely after lunch. Cause I¡¯ll be exining to Marco and Justin about Collin. Justin is Marco¡¯s husband. We were close when I abruptly left the dancepany for Collin. I owe them lunch. Love You More ¨C N.


    I got back out to the ss, and back to our routine until it was time for lunch and I saw Justin. I quickly run up to him, and gave him a big hug, while he twirled meughing.


    ¡°I¡¯ve missed you too Nico. Go get change, we¡¯re going to lunch.¡± He pecked my cheek and let me go. I took a quick shower, wincing at all my aching muscles. Then I look down.


    Great just great.


    I took my pad from my bag and put it on. And continued dressing then tending to my feet with more ointment, and blisters pad once again. Thank god I didn¡¯t forget my socks. Putting on my sneakers and my casual attire of shorts and a shirt.


    Damn! I could use a beer.


    ¡°So, where are we going for lunch? Nothing fancy okay. I just need a cold beer and a pizza please I¡¯m starving.¡± I told them. Marco looked at me with his deathly re.


    ¡°Come on Marco, give the girl a break. It¡¯s her first day. She can start eating healthy tomorrow. Look! She¡¯s limping already.¡± Justin scolded me.


    We finally got to a little pizza shop, I was drooling already. With my period and my hunger, it was bound to happen. Justinughed at my puppy eyes, towards the menu.


    ¡°God! I¡¯ve never realized, that I¡¯ve missed you so much, Nico.¡± He let me ordered and calmed Marco down, he kissed his cheek and finally tamed Marco down.


    ¡°So tell me, all that we have been missing out.¡± Justin lightly squeezed my palm assuring me to talk. He¡¯s in his mid-thirties, the oldest of our bunch. While Marco was the same as me, at twenty-five years old. I always wondered, how anybody would take Marco down. But then he met Justin and fell head over heels for him. I watched their rtionship grows, and to see them still together, and settling down really brought me hope.


    So when Justin asked me to spill about Collin, I gave him all. He was like my older brother, but as wise as a father would be. He was so calm and collected, I always felt safe around him. That was why it broke my heart when Collin told me to stop seeing them.


    Justin was tensed, he was mad, I¡¯ve never seen him this furious. Marco was trying to calm him down now. He looked at me and touched my cheek, saying that he was sorry that they were not there, to support me at that time.


    We ate our food and then talked for another hour when Brenton called me, and I told him toe to the pizza ce. Marco was excited and told Justin about Brenton. Then the air finally calmed down, Justin was now listening to my new story about Brenton, and he seemed to like him.


    Speaking of him.


    Brenton found me right away, and caught me off guard, when kissed me deeply, like there were no one else at the table, making me blushed.


    ¡°Hey Nikki, I¡¯ve missed you.¡± He told me and sat his ass down next to me. ¡°Marco.¡± He nodded and smiled at him, and held out his hand for Justin, as he introduced himself to him.Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.


    Justin was smiling at me, I could see that he liked Brenton right away. Brenton was holding my hand while looking at the menu. Marco was pleased to see me being adored apparently.


    ¡°So, I¡¯m thinking of ordering the food to go for dinner, what do you want? Or do you want to eat your healthy food?¡± I was looking at Marco, and answering Brenton.


    ¡°I¡¯m going to eat the gran at home Brent. Marco here will punish me with an extra hour if I don¡¯t start my healthy diet.¡± He took my hand and kissed it, and went to the register to ordered the food to go since the waiter was busy with other people.


    ¡°He¡¯s a keeper Nico, under his bad-boy looks I can see that he really cares about you,¡± Justin told me, making me at ease.


    ¡°So I guess I¡¯ll see you, after you next ss tomorrow? Let¡¯s get the bill.¡± I told him yes for tomorrow, as I already arranged our schedule with Marco this morning. Brenton came back with his order.


    ¡°Ready to go? I already take care of the bill, my treat for taking very good care of my girlfriend today. Though, I¡¯m not really sure about the blisters. Think we need to buy more salt, Nikki.¡± He wrapped his arm around me, and pulled me in, and kissed my temple.


    Marco was smitten, by Brenton¡¯s affection towards me. Justinughed hard at Marco. ¡°Come, love, let¡¯s get you home.¡± Justin took his hand, as we all said our goodbyes until tomorrow.

 Chapter 27. Going to the Doctor

    ¡°So, you look tired babe. But you loved it right? Look I¡¯m going to take good care of you okay? Let me just make a quick stop for salt and ice before we go home.¡± He kissed my knuckles, and back to concentrating on the road.


    ¡°I love it, I¡¯m good, I¡¯m tired, and I¡¯m on my period. So excuse my sudden bitchiness, that may make appearances in the next five days.¡± I told him as his face grows with disappointment, making meughed.


    ¡°I know baby, no worries there are other ways, I can fulfill you sexually. On that note, I was thinking of going for the imnt tomorrow since I¡¯m on my period, it could get inserted right away and I will be protected from my pregnancy.¡± I exined to him.


    ¡°We don¡¯t have to wait for another week until the hormones kick in.¡± His face lighted up instantly, for the chance of having sex without a condom.


    ¡°Call her now, asked if there¡¯s an opening for today. Might as well get in done today.¡± He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel while waiting for my call to be connected. He pulled over and waited for me, to finished my call.


    ¡°Alright, make a left at the next red light. We¡¯re going to the doctor now.¡± I smiled at him.


    We finally arrive home two hourster, I was exhausted. But Brent treated me with the bucket of ice and salt. He still winced at my blisters. But we finally rxed that afternoon, with some beers and his movies.


    I took a shower and changed my pad then slipped on my leggings, and one of his shirts. While Brenton was once again, fell asleep in front of the TV. I was thankful for everything he had done today with Marco, Justin, and the spare bedroom that he had already turned, into my ballet studio as a surprise for me.


    He was left for a couple of hours, but he managed to turn a room into a ballet studio. He said that he just went online, and got everything installed, he just shrugged at his exnation.


    Brenton could be sweet sometimes, without even realizing it. For someone to do it for me, and not make a big deal out of it when it really was a big deal for me.


    I spooned myself beside him on the couch. He smiled in his sleep and taking me into his embrace, kissing my forehead. At that moment I know, that I wanted to spend more time with him. I was definitely, going to move in with him.


    Lazily, Iid my head to his chest. And spread my hand on his body, going under his shirt, taking in his warmth as I inhaled his scent.


    ¡°Baby, don¡¯t start something unless you¡¯re going to finished it. I thought you¡¯re tired?¡± Still, with his eyes close, he wrapped his arm around my body and pulled me on top of him making me giggle.


    ¡°Kiss me, Brenton, I¡¯ve missed you today,¡± I asked him as he slowly opens his eyes looking at every feature of my face. He trailed his fingers to my face like he was cherishing every bit of me.


    He pulled my face down to his, holding my jaw, caressing it with his palm. Inhaling my scent. Then taking my lips closer to his, and rubbed my bottom lip with his thumb sensually, making me moan, opening my mouth. And finally touched my lips with his. Softly nibbling on my bottom lips, as his other hand making circles on my back. I could feel him smiling and kissing me slowly like we had all the time in the world.


    I surrendered to his touches. I was waiting for his advances. Until he finally slides his tongue in my mouth tasting me, savoring me, holding my head, nudging me closer to him. He moaned my name as I mirrored his touches and held his head in my palm, caressing his hair.


    He was excruciatingly slow as he nibbled on my neck, licking me saying that he loves me, saying all the sweet things that he could imagine. That was until I feel him harden under me.Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.


    I smiled at him and let my hand went under to the bottom of his shirt and pulled it off of him, he groaned at me. ¡°Nikki baby, please.¡±


    The room was dimmed with the afternoon light, but I could still see his aroused face. He was trying hard to keep his urges down.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay babe, just let me love you. Let me thank you for today, for the studio, for the time that you spent with my friends. It meant a lot to me.¡±


    He was growing harder under his jeans, and I started to unbuckle and slipped my hand to touch him. ¡°Fuck Nikki, so good.¡± He moaned.


    I started to put more pressure just as he liked it, and moved it up and down slowly, tantalizing him, making him shivered under my touch.


    My lips kissing his tattooed chest lovingly, as I closed my eyes feeling his warmth giving him all my love, all my feelings bare for him to see. I fucking love this guy so much, I couldn¡¯t even begin to understand. I just knew that I needed to love him.


    He arched his chest for me as his hand was holding my head, and his other hand was caressing my ass slowly.


    His wounds barely showed, it healed perfectly. He had gone to his doctor this morning, while I was in my ss and he was cleared. ¡°I love you, baby, please don¡¯t scare me again,¡± I told him, as I touched his scar.


    ¡°I never intend to Nicolette, you know I¡¯d do anything for you.¡± He looked at me, his eyes were full of lust, as my other hand was still fisting his shaft. Stroking it up and down slowly, clenching it harder and softer. ¡°Fuck Nikki, this going so slow thing is killing my love. It¡¯s so fucking arousing like I can burst any moment now beautiful.¡±


    I smiled at him, and gave him the most sensual kiss, as I opened his mouth and slowly sucked his tongue and clenched his dick tighter. Causing to him mumbled his curses. I backed off from the kiss and whispered in his ear seductively. ¡°Do you want me to suck your dick, Brenton?¡± He gripped my waist tighter in his hand. ¡°Is that a yes baby?¡± I questioned him licking and sucking his ear. I could feel his dick was twitching under my fingers.


    ¡°Fucking hell Nikki, you¡¯re killing me. Yes! Fuck yes, baby. Please baby¡­ suck my dick.¡± He bucked his hips trying to get more friction as I abruptly let him go. And got up, to stripped him naked.


    I told him to sit back and opened his legs for me, while I kneel in front of him, between his legs. He tugs his shirt off of me. ¡°As sexy as you are wearing my shirt, I want to feel your tits on me, love, take off your bra for me.¡± I did exactly that, and he groaned.


    He pulled me in and roughly sucked my nipples. ¡°Fuck Brenton! Not good. This is supposed to be about you now.¡± But I arched my back giving him more, until I couldn¡¯t hold it anymore, and pushed him back to the couch. And kneel back down, between his legs and started sucking him off, keeping the pace, going up and down and licking him.


    ¡°Fuck I¡¯ming Nicolette, stop it, babe, I wannae on your tits. Please babe. Fuck! Now baby¡± he pulled away from my mouth and hold his dick and stroked it a couple of times and let it smeared all over my tits. I took it further, by taking my already cum covered tits in my hands, and stroked his dick with them making him cursed some more, as the pressure sent him higher milking hisst drop on my chest.


    ¡°Damn Nicolette baby. That was the hottest thing ever!¡±

 Chapter 28. Being Stalked

    The next morning I was feeling refresh, already showered, and made coffee.


    ¡°Morning Brenton,¡± I whispered in his ear and kissed down to his naked back. He opened his eyes and turned to face me. ¡°Morning beautiful.¡± He sat up and took his coffee, from my hand.


    He was drinking it slowly, taking me in his embrace. ¡°You smell good love. I miss our shower time together.¡± He licked my neck, making me giggle.


    ¡°Brenton, I¡¯ve decided that I¡¯ll move in with you. I¡¯m going all the way with you here.¡± I grinned at him, as he choked on his coffee.


    ¡°Fuck! Hot! Coffee hot! Damn. You should take my coffee before you got me all excited Nikki.¡± But he held me tighter and gave me a big fat kiss.


    He was beyond excited, and we went to my ce right away and packed all the small stuff and moved it to his.


    I decided until the house is sold, I¡¯m just going to leave the rest of my stuff there, and then I would move it to a smaller apartment, or a storage unit. I¡¯m still not sure. I had already talked to Ian, and he had given me some alternatives. He was also d to hear that I started ballet again. He said that Regan kept him updated with my activities, but was very pleased that I called him up.


    I still couldn¡¯t believe that I got myself back on track this fast. I couldn¡¯t believe that I was more and more of myself now.


    Brenton dropped me off this morning to have coffee with Regan, he stayed for a cup then decided to let us have our girl talk and went to visit his parents.


    I was on my way from the coffee shop to my ballet ss. I could feel like someone was watching me. I looked back but there were too many people talking and walking. Maybe I was just being paranoid.


    I got to Marco¡¯s ss and was shuffling through my workout bag.


    That was when I knew I was not being paranoid. There was a note in my bag.


    Stay away from him bitch


    He¡¯s mine and mine only


    You belong in a loony bin


    You stay away from him


    Or I¡¯ll take you back there


    It¡¯ll only take a couple of pills


    He won¡¯t believe you


    Nobody will


    Once a loser always is


    Better watch you back bitch!


    Cause I¡¯m watching you


    I went pale right away. My hands were trembling. My legs gave up on me, as I dropped to the floor. Marco saw me. He came to me immediately.


    ¡°Nico, are you okay? What¡¯s this?¡± He grabbed the note and read it.


    ¡°Damn Nicolette, where did you get this?¡± He asked, and I pointed to my bag. I was speechless, I was crying again. I was building up my wall again. And backed myself to the wall and hugged myself crying.


    ¡°Shit! Nico, talk to me.¡± He looked frustrated but I couldn¡¯t hear him, just like I used to do when I was in the loony bin. I would tune out everyone. I would look at them but said nothing. No one except Brenton.


    ¡°Brenton.¡± That was all I managed to say to Marco. But he got me, he went through my purse for my phone and started calling Brenton.


    ¡°Brenton it¡¯s Marco, you shoulde to the studio. It¡¯s Nicolette. Juste here, hurry. No, she¡¯s with me. But she¡¯s shutting down. Shit Man! I¡¯ve never seen this side of her. It scares me. Just hurry okay. Fuck! Yes okay, see you.¡± He hung up and tried to pull me in for a hug and I let him rocked me but I kept on crying.


    I didn¡¯t know how long after, I finally heard Brenton calling out for Marco, he let me go to get him. Then I could feel Brenton¡¯s warm embrace. As he took my chin and forced me to look at him.


    ¡°Nikki baby, look at me. Listen to my voice. I¡¯m here love. I¡¯m not going anywhere. You¡¯re not going anywhere. Whatever it is, we¡¯re handling it together. You¡¯re not alone.¡± He stroked my hair and kissed my forehead. Then he kissed me passionately opening my mouth, forcing me to feel his love for me. Until I finally stopped sobbing and looked at him.


    He helped me up and seated me on the chair and kept on holding me in his embrace. ¡°Thank you for calling me, Marco. What happened?¡± He asked Marco, then he gave Brenton the note.


    ¡°Fuck! It¡¯s fucking Marcie. It¡¯s her handwriting, I knew it.¡± He muttered.


    ¡°Look baby I¡¯m going to call mywyer for five minutes just outside this room, you¡¯ll be able to see me.¡± He told me as he kissed my cheek.


    ¡°Marco, could you hug her for me just a couple of minutes? I¡¯m gonna make some calls.¡± He asked Marco, he nodded and quickly held me in his embrace. Kissing my forehead.


    Minutester he was back in the room as promised. ¡°Come, Nicolette, everything is taken care of, I¡¯ve notified mywyer and he¡¯s going toe and meet us at our ce with for some paperwork we¡¯re putting Marcie a restraining order against you, against us. We just have to give them this note and he¡¯ll take care of the rest.¡± He exined to me, then he thanked Marco again for calling him and said that he would be in touch with him.C¨°ntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    Marco gave me onest hug and we left for our ce. I heard he mentioned that. Our ce. I entwined my hand with his ¡°I¡¯m so sorry. I¡¯m sorry that I¡¯m not strong enough for you.¡± He looked at me and pulled the car over and stop.


    ¡°Nicolette, you¡¯re not weak. You are strong. If you¡¯re willing to get Marco to call me, to call for help then you are strong. We can do this Nikki. I believe in you.¡± He lowered his head and kissed me deeply and didn¡¯t stop until I was moaning his name.


    We got to our ce ten minutester. There were already some people there, he told me to go to the bedroom.


    ¡°I¡¯m getting the locks changed, just in case. Why don¡¯t you go shower? and we¡¯ll wait for mywyer to arrive. Wait, let mee with you and check the bedroom.¡± He walked with me, making sure everything as it seemed. Then he let me go to shower as he attended the handyman upfront to changed the locks.


    We met with hiswyer and he made sure that everything would be okay, and there shouldn¡¯t be anything to worry about. But he still advised me to take Brenton everywhere at least until Marcie got the message.


    He left not long after and now we have long curtains on our windows. ¡°I¡¯m so sorry about the curtains. This space is much better without the curtains.¡± I muttered to him.


    ¡°Nikki, I¡¯m much better with you in my life. So curtains I don¡¯t really give a fuck. You, on the other hand, I miss fucking you.¡± Iughed at him. He could always make meughed.


    ¡°Thank you, Brenton, again you always know what to say to me. And I love you too babe.¡± I kissed him and cuddled in closer to him, inhaling his scent and closing my eyes.

 Chapter 29. Believe

    I woke up the next morning alone. But I could hear music sting from his gym room. I hadn¡¯t really been in there since there was only his gym equipment.


    I decided to freshen up, brushed my teeth, changed my pad and made coffee, and ate some yogurt with banana slices and since I didn¡¯t get to do ballet yesterday, I decided to do my routine in the spare room.


    I was wearing my ck tights and leotard for more support. Then I slipped on my ballet shoes. I was pulling my hair up in a bun when I felt Brenton was behind me and started kissing my neck.


    ¡°Baby your sweating!¡± I was giggling but I didn¡¯t move away from him.


    ¡°I¡¯m gonna take a shower and join youter to sketch you. But first, I need my morning kiss, Nikki.¡± He lifted me up to the kitchen counter and stood between my legs. And started trailing his hands trough out my Spandex covered body. I shivered under his touch.


    He crushed his lips against mine, taking my mouth to his. He was moaning my name as he pulled me t to his sweaty chest. While I whimpered under his hands and wrapped my legs to his waists.


    Then he suddenly let me go. ¡°Okay, you need to go now, we will continue thister,¡± I whined as I lose contact with his lips. Heughed and kissed my temple, then walked to the bathroom.


    I smiled at myself and went to the makeshifts ballet studio, and plugged in my phone to the speaker, and started my routine. An hourter he joined me with his easel, and canvas as he started sketching me.


    I ignored him and kept on focusing on my arabesque, and my pirouettes. I was sweating already, but I kept on trying. Knowing that if I took a break the tiredness will consume me. I had done longer intervals with Marco and I was good. I had to prove this to myself. I had to believe that I could.


    I smiled wide as I leaped and did a grandjet¨¨,nding smoothly but my breath was still heavy. I tried to rx and did more higher arabesque, need to improve more on my flexibility.


    Another hour passed. Brenton had left the room, but his canvas was still there. I decided to go to the kitchen and got some water, then back to my routine. Another two more hours then I was done. I was getting to a four-hour routine now. I patted myself on the back, then went to the kitchen, and rewarded myself with a drink and a snack.


    Brenton was looking serious on his phone. I let him be, while I went to the bathroom a took a warm shower another change of pad, and put on my leggings and a tank top. Then tending to my feet.


    I was so tired and decided toid on the bed and took a nap. I must have dozed off. Until I felt Brenton beside me, taking me to his tattooed chest. Then my stomach decided to make itself heard.


    ¡°Let¡¯s have some lunch? Let¡¯s order in from Barney¡¯s what do you want Nikki?¡± Heughed and got up to order some food.


    He got us some steaks. I pouted at him. But he just shrugged. ¡°You need your strength babe, those moves I saw this morning looked really hard.¡±


    I cut my steak in half and minced it and mixed it with the sd and the side dish. And put the rest in the fridge. ¡°I know love, but I will be too heavy to lift my self up with this kind of portion.¡± I smiled at him and started eating my lunch.


    ¡°So, tell me what happened at your parent¡¯s yesterday. You know, before youe and pick me up at the studio?¡±


    ¡°Well, mum was asking me to tell you toe and have lunch or dinner at their ce, she¡¯s still not sure about your schedule. But they¡¯re free from lunch through dinner tomorrow. So, it¡¯s up to you? Unless you still want to stay in?¡± He looked concerned now.


    ¡°I¡¯m good baby, maybe ate lunch around this time. I want to do this morning routine again, same time tomorrow. Should I prepare a dessert or something?¡±


    ¡°Nope, just your cute little ass will be fine by me.¡± He winked at me. We talked some more and moved to the couch with the dessert. He ordered me some whiskey cake, that I just couldn¡¯t resist. I guess I had to start early tomorrow and make it a five-hour routine.


    We cuddled and watched one of his horror ck and white movies. Making me crept closer to him. ¡°Come on Nikki, this is not that scary.¡± At that same time, the ghost decided to appear and made me screamed. And heughed hard at me.


    I was annoyed and moved away from him, but he pulled me in closer to him. ¡°Aw..e on, don¡¯t be mad, I¡¯m sorry beautiful.¡± He gave me kisses, and wouldn¡¯t stop until I gave in to him and finally giggle. But he was looking aroused, rather than amused by me.C¨°ntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    Then he pulled off my tank top, leaving me in mycy nude bra making him groaned. I moved towards him, pulling off his shirt smiling seductively at him. He pushed me down to the couch, and unsped my bra and quickly devouring my nipple then moved to the other side. ¡°Damn Brent baby, so good.¡±


    I cupped his face, lingered my kisses, and whispered in his ear. ¡°Let me suck you off baby.¡± I bite and licked his ear and whispered dirty things to him when he finally flipped me on top of him.


    I grinned at him and started to go down, lowering his shorts. His dick was standing proudly. He cursed as I started licking his tip, tasting his pre-cum. I started sucking him holding on to his tattooed covered thighs. He held his head back hissing, trying to hold himself froming too soon.


    ¡°Shit Nikki, you need to slow down baby, I¡¯m so fucking close already, damn. This is going uphill so fast. Faster baby, I¡¯m fuckinging already. Fuck baby, fuck my dick with your sexy mouth.¡±


    I could feel him twitching already as I fasten my pace, sucking him and stroking his dick, until he finally released himself inside my mouth, while I swallowed all of him and keep on stroking him and until he gave up. ¡°Enough Nikki, I¡¯m done baby, stop it.¡± As heughed trying to stop my hand from stroking him. I finally sat up and licked my lips looking at him, making him cursed some more.

 Chapter 30. Lunch With The Parents

    We were about to go to his parents when there was a buzz at the front door.


    Brenton opened it, and there was a package with my name on it. Brenton looked at me and told me to stay inside. While he walked out and talked to the delivery guy.


    I was pacing back and forth waiting for him, and when he finally came back, he just told me that it was all being taken care of. But I could tell he looked slightly off.


    ¡°Brenton, what¡¯s in it?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s all good baby I already send it to mywyer and he will take care of it. Now let¡¯s go to my parents.¡± But he pulled me in his embrace long enough, like he was making sure, I was still there and not going anywhere.


    ¡°I love you, Nikki, you know that right? I will do anything for you.¡±


    ¡°Brenton, what is it? You¡¯re scaring me.¡± I tugged his shirt, but he just kept holding me in his embrace.


    We finally got to the parking lot, and there she was waiting for us. Coming out of her car. She held out her gun and pointing it in my direction.


    She has gone mad.


    ¡°You stupid bitch. You couldn¡¯t just leave him alone, can¡¯t you? You have to rub it in my face and move in with him. Well, if I can¡¯t have him, you can¡¯t have him too. Move away, Brent! This is between me and the bitch!¡±


    I was shocked. I couldn¡¯t move my feet. Brenton kept me secure behind him. But what if she shoots him.


    No! It¡¯s me that she wanted, not him. It¡¯s on me.C¨°ntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    It all went so fast. I tried to get in front of Brenton, and he was trying to get to her gun then a shot was fired. I didn¡¯t feel anything.


    Fuck did she shot Brenton? Damn! No! Not my Brenton! But why did it get so dark suddenly?


    *****


    I tried to open my eyes, but I couldn¡¯t. I needed to find out what happened to Brenton.


    ¡°Brenton¡­ Brenton¡­¡±


    ¡°Nikki, baby you¡¯re awake. God! You really had me worried. Mum, she¡¯s awake. Could you please tell the nurse to check on her vitals.¡±


    ¡°Brenton, what happened? Water¡­ thirsty.¡± I asked him as he quickly got me a ss of water, and gently lifted my head for me to drink.


    He got up and let the nurse checked on me, then she scribbled down on the pad and talk to him but I couldn¡¯t hear her. Then my eyes were heavy again, and it went dark again.


    *****


    ¡°Hellen?¡±


    ¡°Hey there Nicolette, you had us all worried dear. How are you feeling?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry about lunch Hellen.¡± I smiled at her, as she took my hand and rubbed it.


    ¡°It¡¯s okay dear. The important thing is you¡¯re okay. Look, promised me both of you would stay out of trouble okay? I don¡¯t like hospitals and I¡¯ve been in here twice thest two months.¡± She stroked my hair lovingly, making me shed my tears.


    ¡°Mum! What did you say to her?¡±


    ¡°Baby, no. This is happy tears. She¡¯s taking very good care of me. You there, need to treat your mum better. She¡¯s here for me!¡± He rushed to his mum and apologized.


    ¡°I¡¯m so sorry Nikki, it just thest two days has been crazy for me. And I¡¯m sorry mum. You two are my most precious women in this world.¡± He kissed his mum¡¯s temple and then mine.


    ¡°Right, so when can I get out of here? Oh yeah, and what happened to Marcie?¡±


    ¡°Marcie is in jail and awaiting trial. She¡¯s going for attempted murder, she¡¯ll be going for a really long time. We got all the evidence, and also the basement CCTV. So you¡¯re safe babe.¡±


    ¡°And you were shot on your shoulder, luckily it¡¯s a clean through and through. It¡¯s the fall that had them worried. You hit your head pretty hard. That¡¯s why they¡¯re keeping you longer. I already talk to the doctor, she said you¡¯re clear to go in the next one or two days.¡± He exined to me as I groaned.


    Hellen stayed until the evening, and she said goodbye because she had to pick up Patrick at the airport. And promised me that they wille and visited me tomorrow. She gave me a loose hug terrified that she may nick my wound.


    Brenton was staying the night with me, at the hospital.


    ¡°Baby, you need to freshen up and shaved, you looked like a caveman.¡± I teased him ying with his hand. ¡°My caveman.¡± I winked at him


    ¡°Could you help me up? I need to pee.¡± He was by my side and lifted me and carried me to the bathroom.


    ¡°I can walk you know, I got shot on the shoulder, not on my legs.¡± He put me down and pushed me up against the wall.


    ¡°You wouldn¡¯t have to get shot if you just let me protect you, love. You just have to let me protect you.¡± Then I saw him broke down in front of me. His eyes were red as he wiped his tears roughly. I hugged him tightly, my shoulder was hurting but I couldn¡¯t let him go just yet.


    ¡°Just promise me, Nikki, I can¡¯t lose you too. You have to let me protect you. Promised me please.¡± He pleaded to me, sobbing quietly, his shoulder trembled with his silent cry.


    ¡°I promise baby, you will protect me from now on. Please stop this. I¡¯m so sorry love. I promised.¡± I lowered his head down to me and kissed him with all I¡¯ve got. Kissing his tears away, loving him with all I¡¯ve got. Until he finally let me go.


    ¡°Thank you beautiful. Now let¡¯s get you into the bathroom.¡±


    ¡°Okay, I¡¯m good Brenton. You can wait outside.¡± I blushed at him, making himughed. God! I missed hisughter.


    Looked like I was done with my period since I was not wearing any pad. God! I was so embarrassed now. I was on my period when they stripped me naked to the hospital gown.


    ¡°Nikki? You¡¯re good in there?¡±


    I flushed the toilet, washed my hands, brushed my teeth, and washed my face. And finally came out. ¡°You want to carry me back to the bed? Or can I walk?¡± He didn¡¯t wait for my reply and carried me back to the bed, I giggled in his embrace.

 Chapter 31. Coming Home

    We came home two dayster. I was bored already, now I knew how he felt thest time he was hospitalized.


    ¡°Brenton seriously, I needed to start using my legs now.¡± He carried me to the couch and left me to do theundry. I missed the couch, the pillows, God I missed the house. I decided toy on the couch for a while. I was toofy to move. I crawled myself to the middle of the couch and dozed off.


    The next thing I knew, he was by my side. The pillows were on the floor. I was resting my head on his chest. His naked tattooed chest. ¡°Mm¡­ I¡¯ve missed sleeping on your chest. I¡¯ve missed kissing your chest, holding on in your embrace.¡±


    I cuddled in closer to him, while he kissed the top of my head. His hands roamed my body, making me rxed in his arm, moaning his name.


    ¡°I missed this too beautiful. I missed hearing your moans.¡± He cupped my face and kissed my lips sensually, while his hand trailed down under my shirt and unsped my bra. I could feel him smiling. Then he took off my top.


    ¡°I missed talking dirty in your ear, filling your innocent mind with every detail, of what I¡¯m going to do to your body, how I¡¯m going to touch you, and make youe over and over again.¡± His hand was fondling my breast now, touching and caressing my nipple as he licked my ears and sucked my neck.


    I hold on to his shirt moaning his name, I was so fucking wet already. It had been too long for me. ¡°Brenton baby, please.¡± I took his hand down and slipped it under my leggings. I cursed feeling his touches.


    ¡°Damn Nikki so fucking wet for me already.¡± He went down on me and pulled off my leggings, making me naked under his gaze, and blushed.


    Then he picked me up with my ass in the air, to our bedroom. Iughed and he rewarded me with a smacked on my ass, I moaned hard. He put me down on the bed and kiss my ass cheek, as squeezed and smacked the other side. ¡°Fuck Brenton! Stop teasing me.¡± I moaned his name as I was getting more and more aroused.


    ¡°I can¡¯t wait to fuck you, bare baby. I want to feel your insides clenching mine hard, I want to feel yours milking me dry. But first I want you toe in my mouth.¡± He ordered me as he roughly pushed apart my thigh.


    ¡°Tell me If I¡¯m getting too rough on you love.¡± He stripped himself naked to his tattooed goodness self, and went down under me and started ravishing me, licking and sucking me, savoring me, taking my legs to his shoulder.


    I was about toe when he teased me and pulled back, making me whined and pulled my legs on his shoulder. Taking him closer to me, and he rewarded me by sucking and licking me hard and relentless. My hand was clutching his hair, while the other was fisting the sheet. He looked at me, and I could see the lust in his eyes, causing me to cursed and moaned his name.N?velDrama.Org is the owner.


    I was high already on the edge of climax when he pushed a finger and licking me at the same time. Making me scream his name, and bucked my hips to him as I hit my climax. But he gripped each of my thighs with his tattooed hands, not letting me go, and kept on licking and sucking me.


    ¡°Enough Brent. Enough, I¡¯m done, baby. Please no more. Fuck! Stop it, baby.¡± But he kept on licking me and sucking me and building me up for another mind-blowing orgasm. My hands were fisting the sheet now, I was biting my lip as felt the need for another release. I was moaning and panting and cursing and grunting all building for another release. Then it all came flooding down as I bucked my hips for the second time.


    He finally released his grips on my thighs and gave me small kisses on my inner thighs trailing up to my tummy then he sucked my nipple and to the other side making me moaned again, I even lost count how many times already.


    I could feel his dick slowly prating me, making me shuddered as I was still very sensitive after my two consecutive climaxes. ¡°Fuck Brenton, this is too much for me babe. I don¡¯t think I can.¡± I told him with my raspy voice.


    ¡°Ssh¡­ You can do this Nikki, I know you can. Just feel me, let me make you feel good.¡± He started trusting deeper in me, his mouth sucking and licking my nipples. I started feeling the need again.


    Fuck! How can this be!


    ¡°Fuck, you feel so good Nikki I can feel your insides, I can¡¯t wait to release my cum in you.¡± He started pounding me faster and deeper. I could hear him groaning, and moaning my name.


    Then he flipped me and told me to hold on to the headboard as he fucked me from behind. I took my position and he rewarded me by trailing sensual kisses and licked through my back as he sucked the nape of my neck and his hands yed with my tits. Making me groaned.


    Then he pushed himself in me, and add a smacked on my ass, making me clenched him inside me tight, very very tight.


    ¡°Fucking hell Nikki, you¡¯re such a turn on. I can feel you clenching mine as you got excited. You want me to smack the other cheek baby? Answer me.¡±


    ¡°Yes Brenton, smack my ass again.¡± he did just that, but I still needed more. I was so fucking horny.


    ¡°Again baby, and again. Fuck Brent! I¡¯m fuckinging. Again! And Again!¡±


    I kept on clenching him tighter, as he kept on thrusting deeper and faster inside me, making me feel aroused each time until I felt him twitching inside me. Then I came bursting tilting my back to his. As he holds on to my body and thrust in me a couple more time until he came with his cum inside me.


    ¡°Fuck Nikki, that was so fucking tight. Your grips taking me far over the edge beautiful. I fucking love you, Nicolette.¡± He said to me breathlessly, taking me down toy beside him and pulling me closer to him.

 Chapter 32. The Brunch

    ¡°Good Morning beautiful.¡± Breton was sitting with my cup of coffee, as he set his down on the bedside table.


    He looked serious, though it was making me hard to focus when he was only wearing his boxers and nothing at all. Seeing his tattooed goodness, making me drool inside.


    ¡°Nikki, drink your coffee please, and stop looking like you want to devour me, baby.¡± He caressed my cheek as I took the coffee, and started drinking it. I smile looking at the Sharpie¡¯s written note on the lip of the cup.


    ¡°Finish it, love.¡± He told me as he rubbed my arm lovingly. I shrugged and drank it, while he waited for me patiently.


    Then I read the Sharpie¡¯s written note on the bottom of the cup ¡°will you marry me?¡± Then I saw the little navy box, that he was holding in front of me.


    My tears started falling, I was smiling and crying at the same time. ¡°Well? Will you? I¡¯m waiting to put my ring on your finger.¡± He asked non romantically making meughed and sobbing now.


    ¡°Are you sure Brenton? I love you, but you¡¯re talking about for the rest of our lives here. And we¡¯ve just known each other for a couple of months.¡± I was wiping my tears now. I didn¡¯t want him to do this, in the spurs of the moment.


    ¡°I am, beautiful. I¡¯ve never felt like this before. I love you so much, and I know I have to have you. I have to marry you. I¡¯ve been carrying the ring for a couple of weeks now. Waiting for the right moment. Look, why don¡¯t we get engaged first? I just need you to be mine. And if we have to be engaged for the rest of our lives then fuck it! As long as I¡¯m with you beautiful.¡±


    I hugged him. ¡°Yes! Brenton. Yes. I¡¯ll marry you. And we go with the engagement first.¡± He grinned widely, and pulled the ring out of the box, and put it on my finger. He threw the box to the floor, and got on top of me, then crushing his lips to mine.


    ¡°Baby the cup.¡± He took it and put it on the side table next to his. Then he was lost underneath the covers. I could feel him creeping under the cover, making me giggle and blushed. He pulled me underneath the covers as Iughed.


    ¡°Brenton! Tickles, no stop it.¡± Iughed when he started trailing kisses and touching me all over my body.


    Minutester I was hot and heavy panting his name. ¡°My fianc¨¦, my beautiful future wife, will you consummate this proposal with me now?¡± He whispered hoarsely in between kisses.


    ¡°Yes Brenton¡±.


    Then he was gone and pulled me to the edge of the bed, and carried me to the bathroom, making me shrieked.


    ¡°We¡¯re having brunch at my parent¡¯s. Need to tell them about our engagement. Let¡¯s fuck in the shower to make it quick.¡± He exined in between his scorching hot kisses, while I was moaning his name over and over again.Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.


    I was lost in his kisses when he turned on the shower, and set the temperature, then took me under the shower. His kissesand touches making me more aroused, I started touching his tattooed body licking and sucking him, making him groaned.


    I could feel his hardness against mine. As I started going down him. ¡°Fuck Nikki, not now baby. I need it to fuck you hard.¡±


    But I didn¡¯t listen to him, as started licking and sucking and stroking his shaft with my palm.


    ¡°Damn baby, fuck more! Again baby.¡± He was holding my head, keeping the pace. But suddenly he pulled me up and kissed me hard, opening my mouth and kissing me passionately. While he pushed me to the shower wall and pushed himself in me, forcing me to adjust, and stretching myself for him.


    Then he lifted me and circled my legs on his waist, making him go deeper in me. He groaned and kept my body leaning against the wall for support. ¡°Hell Nikki, so good. I need you for the rest of my life baby.¡±


    ¡°You have me, Brenton, you have me for the rest of our lives. Now shut up and fuck faster. I¡¯m almost there.¡± Heughed and thrust in me deeper, and faster as he sucked my sensitive spot between my shoulder.


    We came together, panting and moaning each other¡¯s names. He showered me with his love when he cleaned my body and rinsed the shampoo out of my hair.


    We finally got out of the bathroom and got dressed, and left for his parents two hours behind schedule, after another bedroom sex and one steamy kitchen counter sexter.


    *****


    ¡°Hi mum, sorry we¡¯re a bitte.¡± Brenton kissed me, making me blushed red. Knowing the reason for our tardiness.


    ¡°But I was asking this lovely woman here to marry me, and it took a lot of convincing and celebration afterward.¡± He took my ring hand and showed her.


    I was beyond crimson right now. ¡°Brenton, I haven¡¯t even say Hi to your mother.¡± Smiling at her and was about to say hello, but she pulled me in for a hug and kissed both of my cheeks.


    ¡°Oh! thank you, honey. You¡¯re the best that ever happened to him. I¡¯m just d that you would take him as he is.¡± She joked and scolded him.


    ¡°Come, let¡¯s tell your dad, he¡¯s in the back.¡± Brenton walked ahead to find his dad.


    ¡°Nicolette honey, now you call me mum okay? No more Hellen, we¡¯re family now.¡± She hugged me again making me shed my tear, remembering my parents.


    ¡°Sorry Hellen, I mean mum. I just got a bit emotional.¡± Brenton was back with his dad, and he saw me and gave me a big fat hug.


    ¡°Nicolette darling, wee to the family. Brenton just told me about it. Now let¡¯s get to the patio and I¡¯ll get the champagne and we¡¯ll celebrate.¡±


    We talked andughed, brunch turned to lunch. Brenton was holding my ring hand the whole conversation. He looked happy. Then he noticed that I was looking at him, and he kissed my ring finger lovingly.


    His mum was looking at us and smiling at her husband looking content, making me happy on the inside, butterflies and all.


    My Happily Ever After.

 Chapter 33. Epilogue

    Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! How could this happen? I¡¯m supposed to be protected. Shit! Did my fall really alter the imnt?


    I was sitting down in a dinner, across my doctor¡¯s office. She just confirmed my pregnancy. I had been throwing up for two weeks now. I thought it was a stomach bug, I thought it was because of something that I ate, maybe the sses were making me tired until Marco told me to take a pregnancy test.


    I put my hand on my stomach, little Brenton is growing inside me now. I smiled and I cried at the same time.


    ¡°You okay mam? Can I get you something else?¡± The waiter was looking at me, concerned now.


    ¡°I¡¯m good. Sorry, hormones.¡± I smiled at her, pointing at my still non-existent baby bump.


    Then she left me alone knowingly.


    I stared down at the busy street. Damn. This was too fast. I wanted this baby, I really do. Since I was trying so hard with Collin. Months after months then turned to years of disappointment. Now finally having the chance to be a mom, it was making me confused.


    What if Brenton¡¯s is not ready yet? We¡¯ve never discussed about having a baby? God! What if he doesn¡¯t want the baby?


    I was holding the ultrasound picture in my hand, smiling.


    Damn! I¡¯m just going to get home. And deal with it.


    I was going to our ce, then suddenly decided to go to his mum¡¯s. I was just going to tell her, she knew Brenton the most. She should give me more insight, about Brenton.


    ¡°Nicolette? Are you okay¡­ did you cry, oh my¡­ what did Brenton do?e in darling, and you can tell me all about it.¡± Hellen hugged me and kissed my cheek lovingly.


    ¡°Let¡¯s sit on the patio, you want some tea or coffee? I just finished baking some cake.¡±


    I was sitting down and she served me both coffee and tea, but for some reason, I couldn¡¯t stand the smell of coffee, and it was hitting me hard right now. I quickly excused myself to the bathroom.


    ¡°Nikki honey, can Ie in?¡± She knocked on the door, I opened it and was hurling back to the toilet puking my guts out. I was so tired, I slumped to the floor.


    Hellen helped me tied my hair back, she was smiling wide at me knowingly, while I was crying.


    ¡°Oh honey, what¡¯s the matter? You should be happy. You¡¯re going to be a wonderful mother. Come on, I¡¯m going to make you my special tea. Meanwhile, you should eat some ice cream for the nausea. Trust me. Then we can sit down and talk.¡±


    I ate the ice cream and it was gone, just like that. ¡°Oh Hellen.. mum, you¡¯ve just be my favorite person now. I¡¯ve been fighting this nausea for weeks now.¡± Then I cried remembering about Brenton.


    I was sobbing making her blouse all wet and sticky with my tears. ¡°I don¡¯t know if Brenton wants me pregnant, mum. But I do want this child. I¡¯ve been wanting to have one for years, and it was a rollercoaster with Collin.¡±


    She knew bits and pieces about Collin, and I finally filled her in on the dots. She was hugging me now.


    ¡°Oh Nicolette my child, this is a blessing. I know Brenton would be happy. He¡¯s always happy with anything concerning you. He loves you, and he will love the baby. I¡¯m sure of it. Now, tell me have you been to the doctor?¡± I showed her the ultrasound picture, and she cried with me.


    We talked some more until Brenton came. He texted me earlier, and I told him I was at his mum¡¯s.


    ¡°Hey Nikki, what is it? Are you okay? Have you been crying?¡± He looked at his mum, but she just smiled and left us, giving us privacy.


    ¡°Come sit with me, Brenton. I don¡¯t know how to say this. So I¡¯m just going to¡­¡± I took his tattooed hand and put it on top of my belly.


    ¡°I¡¯m pregnant Brenton.¡± There I told him. I looked into his eyes for anger, resentment, hate, but there were none. I could see his lips tug upwards and his smile widen. He didn¡¯t say anything, he just kissed me passionately.


    ¡°Fuck Nikki, I thought you¡¯re leaving me. Don¡¯t ever do that again. I already know that you might get pregnant. The doctor already told me after your ident, that they need to reinsert the imnt. I just didn¡¯t tell you about it.¡± He shrugged.


    ¡°Now that I got you pregnant, you will surely marry me. Cause I¡¯m not letting little Emma or Brent Jr running around as a bastard child.¡± He winked at me pulling me to hisp. I showed him the ultrasound picture and he hugged me tighter.


    ¡°I love you, Nicolette, will you marry now and be the mother of our children?¡±C¨°ntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    I was shocked. I didn¡¯t say anything for a couple of minutes, I was angry, then happy, then sad, then thrilled, then mad at him. But I finally cried.


    Damn hormones!


    ¡°Brenton! I can do Emma, but not Brenton Jr. sound so pompous, sticking your name to your child¡¯s. And yes, now I will marry you. I was thinking about Ethan, or maybe Daniel, I might also think that¡­¡±


    He shut me up from babbling about the baby¡¯s name, by kissing me deeply making me moan, then his mum decided to show up making me blushed.


    Two hourster we¡¯re seating on his couch eating ice cream. When he started kissing me, whispering to me. ¡°I¡¯ve been reading on pregnancy online, they said that women get hornier during their pregnancy. Seeing they¡¯re right about your boobs, I¡¯m going to give this theory a try.¡±


    He quickly carried me to bed and stripped himself naked, I was moaning already.


    Damn! He looks so edible. All this tattooed goodness, all just for me.


    I licked my lips, as he moved towards me, stripping me bare. I was soaking wet already. ¡°Fuck Brenton. It¡¯s true! Just fucking fuck me already.¡±


    ¡°Nicolette, we should do something about our curses before the baby arrived.¡± He chuckled and moved his kisses downwards, from my tits then linger to my belly looking at me lovingly.


    ¡°So wet already love, this is going to be the best pregnancy ever. I¡¯m going to study safe sex for pregnancy after this. Damn! being a dad is so much work, Nikki.¡± He wickedly smiled and touched me down there, making me moaned his name.


    I was grasping the sheets, arching my back. ¡°Damn it, Brent. I¡¯m so fucking horny. I need you in me now.¡± With that, he plunged in me hard as I cursed and moaned his name some more.


    ¡°Shit Nikki, so sexy love. I should do this sooner with you.¡± Heughed and kept on thrusting in and out of me hard and fast, changing positions a couple of times until we both finally reached our climax together, and now sated and panting, our body glistens with sweat.


    ¡°Tired Brent, I¡¯m so fucking tired. Cuddle with me, babe. I want to fall asleep in your arms.¡±


    ¡°Rest now Mrs. Adams.¡± He pulled me to his tattooed chest, kissed my temple, and stroked my still non-existent baby bump.


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