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Chava jerked around and encountered his amused gaze. “No?”
“You heard me”
“You’re saying no. To me”
“Yes, babe. Got a problem with that?”
“What do you think?” She heard her voice rise and winced unconsciously.
“I think” He paused and inched forward slowly. “You should just get used to it”
“Nick, for God’s sake, you know that’ll never happen”
“Wanna bet?” He did that half smirk she loved and bent down slightly, his mouth hovering over hers.
“Nick…” His name was just a whisper on her lips as she tensed, her eyes partially closed.
“You know you love it”

***

“Could you stop staring at me please?”
“Was I staring?” The man answered, a light grin playing on his lips.
“You know you were” She turned her back to him and watched the crowd beneath her, sipping her drink forlornly. Alone in a crowded club, her friends coming back from their dancing in probably ages yet, nothing to do except…
She whirled back around and caught his gaze. “Will you stop that!”
“I ain’t doing anything wrong” He shrugged and let his eyes wander over her body.
She felt herself blush and resisted the feeling to cross her arms. “Are you done now?”
“Mmm…not sure yet”
She saw red. Crossing the distance between them, she stopped inches from him and looked up at his handsome face. “This is not funny, you know. Your mama should have taught you better than to make fun of women”
His brows rose in surprise. “What are you on about? I wasn’t making fun of you”
“Right” She answered dismissively, then tried to push her way from him.
“Hey, don’t go. I wasn’t. I was just admiring you. Come on” He caught her upper arm and mumbled the words in a rush. “Please. Let me buy you a drink”
Chava looked up at him once again and blinked when she recognized the open honesty in his eyes.

***

“No I don’t!”
“Of course you do. It got you that first time” She swatted him on the shoulder but he just grinned down at her. “You love it”
“I hate it, Nick. See the difference?”
“Not really, no” He answered softly, his mouth finally meeting hers for a lingering kiss. His hands entangled into her hair as he pulled her closer to him, closer until their hips brushed and he groaned inside her mouth.
“God, I need you” He growled out as he broke off the embrace to pull her on the bed, alongside him.
She laughed lightly and followed him willingly, already unbuttoning her blouse as she crawled over the bed.
Nick looked back at her and his eyes widened as he saw her undress. “Damn. That gets me every time”
She giggled in response and leant down to lick her way slowly up his now very naked body.

***

Okay, no way she could do anything else, she ventured as her arms crossed themselves over her breasts.
“Shh…” Nick mumbled softly, his hands moving to her shoulders to lightly rub there. “Please”
“But you’re staring”
He looked at her solemn face and fought the want to laugh. This wasn’t funny, he knew it, but hell, if she could read his thoughts, understand how much he wanted her right now…God. She let her arms fall and he inhaled sharply. Fuck me.
Be mature, Carter, he remembered in a rush, as he took her in his arms again, kissing his way up her neck slowly, sucking lightly on the sensitive skin…making her moan and writhe against him.
He stopped and looked down her front…lingeringly, slowly.
“Nick, you’re staring again”
He grinned then…really, couldn’t help it. “You know, Chava, when I do that, it’s usually because I love what I see”
“Really?”
“Really” He repeated with a smile, his hands grazing her soft skin to lightly caress her breasts. He took his time loving his way around and across her body, lying small kisses and tender caresses whenever he felt the need to. Whenever he wanted another moan to escape her lips.
Whenever he needed her to close her eyes again so he could stare some more…

***

He entered her in one long thrust, both groaning at the simple pleasure the movement gave them. He stopped when he was fully embedded in her soft warmth and looked down at her, his face tensed from the urge to just let go and start pounding.
“Baby”
She opened up her eyes and smiled at him. That big smile he loved and cherished. “Yes?”
“Look at me”
She frowned slightly and jerked her hips to get him to start moving. “I am”
“No, I mean, look at me when you come”
“Oh” Was the only answer she was allowed as he started to thrust forcefully into her, the headboard thumping loudly into the wall each time their hips met. And god, the rhythm may have been fast and quick, but he knew what to do to get her there. He just knew, had known from the beginning…that fateful lover everyone should have in their life. At least once. But her, she got to keep him, she thought with a smile.
That’s when he smirked down at her, his right hand sliding over her hip to graze her clit, push his thumb on it. Make her moan as she tried valiantly to keep her eyes open.
Tightening herself around him as she felt the pleasure sweep inside her body, too much, too fast, too…she screamed, eyes caught with his as his face scrunched up and he came in violent spurts inside her.
His mouth open silently, his eyes turned dark and so…passionate. That stare engraved in her forever.

***

They laid entangled on the disturbed sheet, both gasping for air as they slowly cooled down in the air-conditioned hotel room.
“So do you believe me now?”
She turned to lie on her side, her head supported by his shoulder. “About what?”
“That I wasn’t making fun of you” He added in a low voice, his right hand moving into circles on her exposed hip.
She looked at him and smiled softly. “I do”

***

“You know you love it”
“I don’t. You’re never going to let that go, uh?”
“Nope” He laughed.
She shook her head and pushed her hair away from her face, stretching her body on the cool sheet. “Men” She mumbled.
“Maybe but I love you”
“I love you too. I just don’t like it when you stare at me”
“Of course you do”
“Nick!”
He ignored her interruption and drew her body on top of his. “Because you know what?” She shook her head and looked down at him silently. “After the stare comes…the touch” He grinned suddenly and let his hands run over her hips, as she wriggled over him.
“Nick!”
His laugh rang inside the room.

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