No More Secrets (4 page)

His throbbing cock inside her and the feel of his tongue dominating hers did not allow her to bask in her orgasm, instead the fire within her instantly reignited. With renewed vigour Nikki pulled her mouth from his, clutched tightly to his shoulders and thrust against him, riding his cock with more enthusiasm than she had before.

"That's it, Nikki; ride it baby."

The warm water splashed violently around them, sending waves over the edges of the tub as he worked in sync with her, holding fast to her hips and pulling her tightly onto him. Becoming overtaken by the waves of pleasure that were coursing through her body from her head to her groin, she arched her back letting her head fall backwards, her long brown hair cascading wetly behind her and her breasts beating against his chest, with each rotation of her hips.

"Oh god, I'm coming again," Nikki screamed as a second orgasm came barrelling through her, tensing up her entire body until she exploded once more over him and a rush of her hot juices soaked his rigid cock.

Moments after her second explosive climax, Grant pulled her tight against him. He thrust his hips up burying his cock as deep as he could, before filling her hot, welcoming pussy with his cum. He groaned loudly as several more bursts of cum shot out from his cock, filling her, before his body relaxed and he urged her lips to his, kissing her softly - tenderly.

Sighing, Nikki fell against his body, suddenly aware of the warm relaxing water, the intimate feeling of his cock, depleted yet still buried deep inside her, and the feel of his powerful arms holding her tightly and securely against him. Burying her face against his neck, she kissed the side of it lightly.

"I've missed you so much, Grant. I worry so much..." she murmured placing another light kiss on his shoulder. Sitting back up on him, her eyes wandered over the beautifully defined muscle of his chest and shoulders, as her fingertips traced its contours.

"Nothing will happen to me;
never
has, never will," he assured her, his dark eyes locked onto her blue ones.

Nikki traced the scar left from a bullet he'd taken in the shoulder. "Nothing ever has?" she cocked her head and raised a cynical eyebrow at him. "Have you forgotten about the gashes down your back ‘nothing’ as well?"

Grant sighed, his tone taking on a defensive tone.
"Nothing to worry about.
I'm
fine
. I'm alive."

Nikki found herself wondering just how close he had come over the years to that not being the case. How could she deal with the news that he'd been killed on some crazy mission, that only Grant was brave - or foolish - enough to take?

Taking her chin in his hand he forced her eyes to leave the scar on his shoulder and focus on what he was saying, "Nothing is going to happen and it's not like I'll be doing this forever.
Just for a while longer."

She was tempted to ask him how long a while longer was. Six months?
A year?
Five years? She had a right to know considering she was going to be his wife, didn't she? After a long moment Nikki nodded, stifled the tears that were threatening to begin flowing and bit her tongue. There was no sense ruining the limited amount of time they had together fighting about it. She had known who he was and what he did from the start, it was what made her fall in love with him; she didn't feel she had any right changing what made him such an amazing man in the first place. What had made him her
hero.

"So are we okay?" he prompted when she remained silent.

Nikki forced herself to smile. "Of course, we're okay."

Returning her smile he nodded, letting out a sigh of relief, and then placing a tender kiss on her forehead. "Good then. I love you, Nikki."

"I love you too, Grant."

Chapter 4

After two more rounds of hot, furious sex - once in the bed and then on the floor beside the bed, he'd finally worn Nikki out enough that she was now sleeping peacefully cuddled up against him in the center of the large heart-shaped bed. Grant brushed back a strand of hair that had fallen onto her face and tucked it behind her ear, as he looked down at her peacefully sleeping features.

"Mrs. Nikki Rivers," he whispered. He liked the sound of it.
Liked it a lot.
And he loved the thought that he now had someone special waiting for him to come home to. Someone that made him push to finish his assignments and get back home, alive and well.

She hadn't noticed the large fresh scar on his left outer thigh yet, courtesy of his last assignment. She would though... and there would be hell to pay when she did, he was certain of that.

Not being able to resist himself, he let his fingers graze the line of her leg, moving slowly from her knee to her nice round rear. Her scent - fresh strawberries - seemed to draw him in. God help him, his cock was hard again, just from looking at her lush body, smelling her sweet scent and touching her soft skin.

"Damn," he muttered upon realizing there was no way he was going to get any sleep with the huge hard-on he was experiencing at the present time. "
Nik
..." Grant was about to give her shoulder a nudge then realized that he didn't have the heart to wake her up.

He looked down at her perfectly shaven pussy.
Well... she doesn't have to wake up, I could just... Fuck, I can't do that. What am I thinking!

"Fuck," he groaned and let his head fall back onto the heart-shaped pillow.

"To hell with it," he muttered resigning himself to the fact he was going to have to take matters into his own hands - literally. Grant grasped his cock and started giving it fast, hard jerks as his eyes moved over the length of Nikki's body.

"Grant, what are you doing?"

The sound of Nikki's soft voice made him freeze in mid-stroke and he could feel the heat rush up his neck and spread across his face.
Damn it.
Busted
.
"I...
Ummm
...
Well... You were sleeping and..."

"What time is it? Shouldn't you be sleeping?" she asked fighting to become fully alert.

Grant chuckled lightly, "I didn't anticipate hearing that complaint until we were married."

Her eyes fluttered open and she gave him a playful swat on the shoulder. Her amused blue eyes caught his
embarrassed
ones and a lazy grin swept across her lips as her eyes travelled down his body to his hand still holding his cock secure in its grasp. Her grin widened.

"Again?"
Her eyes shifted back up to him, amusement still shining within them.

"Well, it has been a long time," Grant shrugged. "And I didn't want to wake you, so I…"

"Thought you'd just jack yourself off while I have a perfectly good little pussy over here?" She sat up and straddled his hips.

Grant shrugged a second time and gave her a sheepish grin. "Yeah, that was pretty much the plan."

Taking his cock in her hand she ran the head, which was glistening with pre-cum, back and forth along her folds from her clit to her anus and then back again. His body went from being simply aroused into a full blown hunger within seconds.

"Oh yeah, that tight little pussy of yours is much better." he confirmed grabbing her by the hips and urging her onto his cock.

She glanced down at him and then lowered herself onto his shaft, impaling herself to the hilt. She closed her eyes and whimpered as his cock stretched her already-sore pussy.

"Much better," he confirmed, urging her to move on him.

As she began to move, her hips gyrating in a sensuous circular motion as she moved up and down on his shaft, his eyes took in every inch of her body. Fuck, he loved watching her ride him. Her pert breasts bounced as she began to pick up speed.

"Play with yourself as you ride me," he instructed.

She didn't answer, but her hand made its way between her legs. Nikki spread the lips of her pussy with her fingers and began stroking her clit in time with the movement of her hips.

He adored how open Nikki was to anything and everything he suggested of a sexual nature. Some women were so shy about being so forward, which he could never understand. What guy wouldn't want to watch his woman pleasure herself for him?

His cock and balls tightened, becoming almost excruciatingly painful, his need for release rapidly continuing to build as he watched her expertly stroke herself while his dick appeared and then disappeared again into her moist depths.

"Such a tight little pussy.
I love it,
Nik
," he groaned, closing his eyes and enjoying the feel of her tight cunt, milking his cock. When he heard her moan loudly and felt her body tremble over his, he opened his eyes to see her body tense up, and felt the warm rush of her pussy juices spill over his cock and seep down his shaft to cover his balls.

Feeling the uncontrollable desire for release, he sat up and tossed her to her back onto the bed. She cried out and clung to him, her arms wrapped tightly around his back as in one quick motion, his cock slid deep into her. He began thrusting at a furious pace, the tightness in his balls requiring him to unload as quickly as possible.

Ramming fast and hard into her, his mouth captured hers as he groaned against her welcoming lips. One more thrust, two more, and a final hard thrust, burying
himself
balls-deep into her, he unleashed his load, filling her completely and then collapsed over her, panting loudly.

Ending their kiss, he braced his weight with a hand on either side of her head and peered down at her.

"You sure know how to wake a girl up," she teased before ghosting her lips across his.

He leaned over her, his lips teasing the side of her neck. "Don't expect a whole lot of sleep over the next few days."

Wrapping her legs around his waist, she pulled his exhausted cock tight into her. "I had better hope not."

****

"It'll be fine, Nikki. Didn't Audrey say that Ron was calmer now? He's had three days to reconcile himself to this." Grant flipped on the signal light and pulled the Lotus into her parents’ driveway.

"Yeah, but..." she nibbled on her lower lip and then looked over at him, a worried expression on her face, "It's Christmas Eve; I don't want another fight between you two."

Grant gritted his teeth as he looked at his black eye, courtesy of his brother, in the rear-view mirror. "Don't
worry,
there will be no more fighting." He reached over and took her hand in his giving it a quick squeeze.
"Promise."

Taking a deep breath in to steady her rattled nerves she exhaled loudly and gave him a nod. "Alright, let's get this over with."

By the time Grant had gotten to her side of the car to open the door for her, she had her nerves more or less under control. Taking his extended hand she slid out of the car and immediately slipped on the icy driveway, losing her balance. Catching her with ease, Grant pulled her tightly to him, as he shut the door behind her.

Thankful for his strong body to cling to, they made their way together to the front door of her parents’ house. Her parents, as usual had gone all out for Christmas and the house shone brightly with thousands of Christmas light in various colours.

"We can always do this another time," Nikki whispered to him as he knocked on the front door. As much as she missed her parents while she had been away at school the past couple of months, she didn't want any other unpleasant occurrences spoiling her brief time with Grant.

Before Grant could respond the door was whipped open and they came face to face with her father. To Nikki's relief the anger that had radiated from him upon finding out about her and Grant seemed to have disappeared and he seemed to be the easygoing guy he normally was.

"Come in, come in. You're letting all the cold air in."

Nikki gave Grant a hesitant look and he simply shrugged in response while ushering her into the warmth of the house with a hand on the small of her back.

"Supper is on the table already, Audrey is waiting for you two in the dining room," Ron informed them as they shrugged off their jackets and hung them in the closet next to the door. "We can all discuss the
situation
over supper, how does that sound?"

Nikki glanced at Grant and he gave her a reassuring smile and mouthed,
told you,
to her as her father walked off in the direction of the dining expecting them to follow.

It wasn't until they were seated and eating one of the most delicious turkey dinners that Nikki had even tasted, that her father finally broke the silence and got down to the heart of the matter.

"Look, I've been giving this some thought and I think I may have overreacted to the…" he waved back and forth from Nikki to Grant who were seated side by side at the opposite end of the small dinner table from him and Audrey, "situation. It was a shock and I just never expected that -
ummm
- that this would ever happen."

"Daddy I…"

"No Nikki, let me say what I have to say." Her father gave her his firm, no-nonsense stare which had her immediately shutting up, while catching a brief glimpse of Grant from the corner of her eyes. "I'm not happy with this. Don't think that I am. And I don't approve. It's a complicated mess, if you ask me."

Both Grant and Nikki remained silent as they watched him take a long drink from his wine glass. Nikki fingered the diamond necklace that Grant had given her for her birthday nervously, but her hope was rising. She glanced over at her mother who gave her a reassuring smile and nod. She thanked God she had her mother batting on her side.

"However, as your mother has helped me to see, there are much worse men that you could end up with than Grant."

Nikki glanced over at Grant who appeared to be about to say something. She reached over, took is hand and gave it a squeeze. He snapped his mouth shut and gave her a quick look, but remained quiet.

"So if you're adamant about seeing this thing through, Nikki, then I won't stand in your way." He turned his attention to Grant. "If you go off and hurt Nikki, I swear to God those people who track you down will be the least of your worries."