Chapter 19
Wicked Games
2007
The day after the Golden Globes…
“Hey.” Great. She was really hoping to not run into anyone. She was not in the mood to answer anyone’s questions about why she didn’t end up going to the award show the night before. Then again she should have thought of that before she decided to drive all the way to Justin’s house.
Nicole shut the car door. “Hey.” she greeted back. She turned around and found herself face to face with not only Trace but Rachael as well. Perfect.
Trace gave her a curious look. “What are you doing here?” And the interrogation begins. Trace looked down at his watch. “Shouldn’t you be at work right now?”
Nicole wrinkled her nose. She knew it was a simple question. But right at the moment everything and anything annoyed her. It wasn’t Trace’s fault. She was in a pissy mood that was all. She should have just waited to talk to Justin after she got off work. But he wasn’t answering his phone. Or at least wasn’t answering any of her phone calls. And besides she hadn’t been able to concentrate on anything all day. Her mind couldn’t stop thinking about their stupid fight the night before. A fight she knew she had started.
“Lunch.” Nicole stated, glancing between Trace and Rachael. It was technically her lunch break, she just asked her manager if she could leave for the rest of day because she wasn’t feeling well. “Where are you two going?” Hoping to divert the conversation from her to them.
Rachael spoke up for the first time. “Meeting at 1:30 about WilliamRast.” giving Nicole a small smile. Okay, so it was obvious she wasn’t going to be able to talk to him right at the moment either. Great. Rachael glanced down at her watch. “And if we don’t get going now-we are going to be late. C’mon Trace.” she ordered.
Nicole raised her eyebrow. “Justin not going?” she asked. Hoping she didn’t sound nosy.
Rachael shook her head. “No.” nodding toward the house. “He’s inside.” Giving her an encouraging smile. Nicole was tempted to ask what she knew but stopped herself.
“He’s not answering his phone…” she said.
Trace snorted back his laughter. “Would you be after it was thrown across a room?” Nicole glared at him, as Rachael elbowed him on the side. “I’m joking. Damn.” he paused. “And he isn’t answering because he’s still asleep.” he informed her. He smirked back at Nicole. “And don’t worry, Rach was able to get him a new phone.”
Both Nicole and Rachael glared at him. Trace looked between them before glancing back down at his watch and clearing his throat. “We should probably go Rach. Don’t want to be late.” he finished innocently. He took a step toward his car. “The garage door is unlocked if you want to go in that way…”
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Her heart was racing as she walked up the stairs to Justin’s bedroom. Thankful that Trace had suggested she go through the garage door. This way she had sometime to think about what she wanted to say as she made her way up to see him. She was nervous. She didn’t know how he was going to react to her showing up at his house so sudden. She didn’t know what he was going to say when he saw her. What if he was still mad at her? Not that he didn’t have a right to be mad at her. She had acted like a total bitch the day before. And that was the main reason why she was there. Nicole wanted to fix it. Appologize. Even if the only thing she could fix was the friendship part.
She hesitantly stood in front of his bedroom door. Debating on whether or not to knock or just let herself in. She didn’t have to make a choice, the door flew open and Justin stood inches away from her, shirtless and a pair of jeans. She sucked in her breath. Damn, he looked good. It also looked like he just gotten out of the shower, there were a few droplets of water still on his broad shoulders.
“Whoa!’ Justin exclaimed, a look of pure surprise on his face.
She looked up from his chest and up to his face, blinking. “Hey…”
Justin ran a hand over the top of his shaven head. “I thought Trace left?” he asked. “I-uh didn’t hear the doorbell ring either.”
“He did. I came in through the garage…” she informed him.
“Oh.” was all Justin said.
They stood there facing each other for a few moments before Nicole spoke up again. “Can we talk?” she blurted out.
Justin raised his eyebrow at her, turning his back to her, and stepping back inside his room. “Shouldn’t you be at work?” he asked, ignoring her question.
Nicole followed and shut the door quietly behind her. “I left early.” she told him.
“Why?”
She let out a long sigh. “So I could come and talk to you.” she answered. “Can we talk?” she repeated. Trying her best to concentrate on the conversation on hand, not on the fact that he stood a few feet away from her half-naked. Looking lickable with his broad shoulders and back. Looking absolutely tone and tan…
He turned around and faced her. “What about?”
Nicole chewed on her lower lip. “About what happened yesterday.” Hoping he hadn’t notice the way she had been gawking at his naked torso. It was hard to tell if he was mad at her. Or just upset. Maybe this was a bad idea. No. No. Deep down she knew it wasn’t. If she didn’t try and fix it now it was going to drive her crazy until she did.
“Do you plan on throwing anything else at my head?” Justin blurted out with a light frown.
Nicole cringed. She had that coming. “I-I’m sorry about that…” she apologized, her cheeks burning up. She stood in place. Not sure if she should make a move toward him. She still wasn’t sure if he was mad. But once again, she didn’t have to make the decision, as Justin walked back toward her. Standing a few feet away. Nicole felt her heart race rapidly deep within her chest. She let out a small sigh. “I didn’t really hit your head with the phone did I?” she whispered, looking up at him through her lashes.
Justin chuckled lightly and shook his head. “No. Thankfully you missed.”
She let out a sigh of relief.Okay, maybe he wasnt as mad as she thought. “I’m so sorry J.” she repeated. “I’m sorry for acting like such a bitch, and for breaking your phone…” trailing off. “Are you sure I didn’t hit you?” Hesistantly touching the top of his head with her fingers.
He chuckled again. “I’m sure. But I’ am sorry to say my phone didn’t make it.” a small frown on his lips.
Nicole cringed again. “I’ll pay you-”
Justin stopped her. “You don’t have to do that.” he said quickly. “Rachael already took care of it.” He paused, looking eyes with her. “I rather talk about what happen last night.” Nicole broke away from his gaze. She knew they had to talk about it. Wasn’t that the reason she was there? “You are the one that showed up here.” he reminded. He continued. “If you didn’t want to go, then you should have just said something about it Nic.”
She looked back up at him. “I did.”
He shook his head. “No. You made it sound as if you would go if you didn’t have to work. So I just assumed since you didn’t work, then you were going to go with me.”
“Would you have been okay if I would have told you no from the start?” she asked him.
“If you would have given me a reason then yes.” he answered, taking a step back from her. “You just blew me off.” he stated.
Nicole closed her eyes for a second. “I didn’t mean to blow you off.” she paused. “I just didn’t feel comfortable.”
“With what Baby?” he asked.
Nicole made her way toward his bed, and sat down at the foot of the bed. She looked back at him. “This is going to sound so stupid…” she started. “That’s not my type of thing J, you know that.”
“You’ve gone to them before…”
“This time it was different. Usually I’m Rachael’s date.” she lightly joked. “I don’t know what we are-or were, but I do know that I didn’t want anyone else trying to pry. I mean its one thing to have family doing it, but strangers?” she asked him. “And I know I shouldn’t care, but I do, not because of me. I just don’t need others out there trying to defy what we are, when we still don’t really know what we are.” she paused again, pressing her lips together. “And I have a feeling that Cameron would not have taken it lightly seeing me with you. When it hasn’t even been two months since you two broke up…” she said truthfully. “We weren’t exactly friends, but I don’t want to make this harder on her than it has to. Break ups suck Justin. Whether it’s mutual or not.” she told him with a small smile.
Justin made his way toward her, getting down on both knees to face her. “I know.” he said, placing his hands on each other thighs. “Believe me I know.” he stopped for a brief second. “Wait-you and Cam were never friends?” he asked in mocked shock.
Nicole rolled her eyes. “Don’t act all surprise. You know we never truly saw eye to eye.”
He chuckled. “I know.”
“But she made you happy.” she told him honestly. And that was the honest truth. For the four years that Cameron had been his girlfriend, he had been happy, and that was all that mattered. Even if in that time Cameron had it in her head that Nicole wanted more out of Justin than just his friendship. “Even if she did think I was trying to steal you away from her.” she murmured.
Justin jaw dropped slightly. “It wasn’t just you Nic, you know that.”
Nicole nodded. She knew he was right. Nicole knew she shouldn’t have taken it so personal. But it was so hard not to, when she was usually the only other girl -besides Rachael that was always around Justin. At first it hadn’t been bad, but as their relationship developed it was pretty obvious Cameron had a jealous side. It didn’t come out often, but when it did, it was best to steer clear. But it also seemed clear to Nicole the jealousy was always targeted toward Nicole. It got to a point where Nicole made the decision to stay away from it as much as possible. Coming up with excuses to not join them whenever they went out together as a group. The only one that knew about that was Rachael. And Nicole made it clear that Justin didn’t have to know or Cameron for that matter. She hated the idea of conflict, even though Rachael pushed for her to talk to Justin about it.
“I know. Everyone has a jeolous side.” Nicole stated. “Its just sometimes it comes out a little bit more greener on others.” she concluded. Justin snorted his laughter. Nicole shrugged. “I just wish she could have understand I wasn’t trying to do anything to jeopardize your relationship. You and I have always had an understanding…“ she said. “Besides, she had nothing to worry about.” grinning down at him. “I had you way before she did.” she teased. “I didn’t need to steal you away from her.” Justin busted out laughing, but leaned in, pressing his forehead against hers. Nicole giggled. “You don’t have to tell me- I know I’m going to hell for saying all of this.”
Justin continued to laugh as his lips brushed lightly against hers. “I find it fucking hilarious.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t think I’ve ever heard you say anything bad about any of my ex-girlfriends.” still chuckling. “I kind of like it. I’m usually the one talking shit about your exes.”
“Rach is usually the one that hears it. And I when I do talk about them, its usually not in the jeolous type of way.” she said defensively, her mouth still pressed against his. “So don’t go around getting the wrong idea.” she told him.
“Uh-uh.” Justin murmured into her mouth. “I’m the exact same way.”
“I’m being serious Justin!” she exclaimed, moving her mouth from his, and locking eyes with him.
“Me too.” Justin replied with a nod. “Me too.” His eyes dancing, as his lower lip touched hers. He ran one hand up and down her back then to her spine. Then he moved it back up to her neck for a split second before his fingers tangled softly into her hair.
Nicole leaned back in. “I’am really sorry about yesterday.” she murmured.
“I know Babygirl.” Justin whispered, his fingers delving into her scalp. “But next time just talk to me…and if I act like an idiot-” he stopped for a brief second to kiss her again. “Then you can toss an object at my head.” he joked into her mouth.
Nicole broke from his lips. “Very funny.” she replied dryly.
“I though it was.” was Justin’s reply as his mouth devoured Nicole’s, his fingers sliding away from her hair, gripping the back of her head as his thumb gently rubbed her cheek.
“Hmm, you know whats sad?” Nicole sighed.
“What?”
“I couldn’t sleep last night.”
“Why not?”
“Because you weren’t in bed with me.” she murmured. “I’ve been so used to having you in bed with me the last couple of days.” she confessed. “The bed felt too big for only me.”
“I know exactly what you mean.” Justin whispered into her ear as his lips touched the side of her cheek. They broke from the embrace of their lips. Nicole slipped her shoes off first, letting them drop to the floor then unbuttoning her blouse and slipping it off along with the bra, and lastly lifting her hips to roll off the skirt and thong.
Justin groaned, but instead of delving right in, he watched as she lay back, propped on her elbows and watched him, her mouth dry, pulse quickening in response to what she knew was to come. She didn't say a word but looked up at him as he moved, seemingly in slow motion to get naked himself. He held her by the ankles, taking advantage of the high bed, and brought her to the edge.
Nicole knew there was no need for foreplay. They both knew what they wanted.
The head of his cock sought her out, sliding with a mind of its own against her slickness.
He closed his eyes on contact and she held her breath.
He slid his hands to her thighs and pulled her against him, bringing her onto his waiting cock.
Slowly, agonizingly slowly, he moved.
Inch by inch he entered her, pulling at her clit.
With each slow, methodical stroke, it touched her lightly and she lay back again, feeling his hands on the top of her breasts.
Leaning forward, he held her hair and looked into her eyes as he fucked her, holding back from moving any faster than a tease until she arched her back and moved her legs back down around his waist, burying him to the hilt.
But he moved back and took her thighs, holding them so he could pull back out, watching it as it slid in and out of her wet folds. She closed her eyes to the sound, the swish of friction as she took him in. She wanted to reach down and touch herself, but resisted as he pulled out and moved the head of his cock over her clit, sending shivers up her spine.
"Let me," he whispered as he moved her hand back to her side and increased the speed of which he rubbed against her, until she was alternating between heaving breaths and holding them in anticipation.
Listening to her sighs, watching her body as it responded, he slid his cock back into her and pushed down with his thumbs, holding her together tightly around his shaft. Her clit was locked in a close embrace and she started at first to squirm, then to shake as she came, trying in vain to free herself.
She had plenty of orgasms before, some orgasms were long and drawn out, and some were quick and hot and piercing. This one started out piercing but soon lengthened to a radiant heat throughout as he fucked her harder.
“Jus….” was all she managed to spat out. Finally, he let go, taking her legs as leverage and pulled her toward him as he leaned back, striking the perfect spot inside with each thrust.
Her responses turned guttural, the sensations so intense she could do nothing more than ride them until she was drowning him.
Her legs were shaking, she couldn't breathe fully.
So he pulled out.
She looked down at his glistening cock, knowing he had not yet come, and felt a momentary pang of something akin to guilt.
Until she looked into his eyes and he smiled before dropping to his knees between her open legs.
He wrapped them around his neck and she closed her eyes again, her body limp. She sighed contentedly as he took her with his tongue, again in agonizingly slow motion. Enough to calm her down and bring her breathing to an almost normal pace.
Until the flat of his tongue worked its way up and hit her throbbing clit.
Opening his mouth, he sucked it in.
And the flashes began anew.
“Oh my god J,” she groaned.
“What baby,” he murmured.
“So good,” she breathed.
“You taste good.” Justin breathed.
“J?” she called out.
“Hmm?”
“I want you back inside of me.” Nicole demanded. “Now.”
He didn’t need to be asked twice. He moved over to face her. It started with lips brushing. Slowly accidental touching turned intentional, brushes turned to kisses and hands started to move. Hers over his chest, barely touching, eyes closed. His hands moved over her hips, gently caressing, following the curves of her body.
Everything was in slow motion for Nicole. It was just what she wanted. Warm, soft, relaxing, their movements flowing lazily, kissing as they touched. He moved on top of her and entered slowly again. He was met with no resistance, her body had been waiting. Nicole rubbed his back, feeling completely loved and taken care of.
Justin smiled to himself. So she wanted slow this time around. He could do that. For now, at least. Her head fell back and he took advantage by kissing on her neck until she started to moan. She was predictable like that – or maybe it was more that she was good at conveying what she liked.
“We’re okay?” she blurted out without thinking. Stupid. Stupid. Why did she blurt that out right at that moment?
“Yes.” he groaned, before bitting on her earlobe.
“Good. Mmm. Right there.” she panted. “It was driving me crazy. And I don’t even know why I‘m bringing it up now.” she eeked out.
“I don’t know either.” Justin growled. “You feel so fucking good Baby.” he sucked in a breath. “I don’t want to come yet.”
“Oh no?”
“Okay, maybe I do,” he said in a high-pitched tone.
He had been holding out for so long, he thought for sure he’d come right away. Instead, his cock was rock hard. The ache had almost dulled his senses just enough to keep him on the edge and yet still in control of the release just lingering a breath away.
He continued slowly with every intention of teasing her. Sliding almost to the point of slipping out, rubbing against her clit and then driving back in until he was completely buried. But Nicole obviously knew she had complete control over him, he assumed. She grabbed his hips and urged him faster. She was ready, too. He drove faster and harder. His orgasm was inching its way closer and closer. He felt her contract around him as she started to come, shaking beneath him. He felt the familiar sensation building beyond control. His whole body pulsed as it finally burst from deep within. He couldn't get enough, driving into her again as he seemed to come forever.
“Oh my god,” she tried to stifle her voice, but it felt too good. “Mmm, baby? Now I’m thirsty.”
“I’m still inside you,” he laughed, making his presence felt.
“Mmm,” she moaned, feeling an aftershock. Her thirst could wait.
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Nicole let out a long sigh before brushing her lips over Justin’s. Forty minutes later, Justin laid in bed and underneath the covers-naked- with Nicole laying on top of him. Kissing him for the past fifteen minutes. “I’m thinking we should order food.” Nicole murmured, breaking from his lips, and moving her kisses down to his jaw line.
Justin had his arms wrapped around her bare waist as he lifted his chin up as Nicole‘s mouth continue to kiss his face. “What sounds good?” he muttered, letting the palm of his hands rub her behind.
Nicole’s kisses moved lower down to his neck, gently nibbling. “Mmm. Food.” she said, as her mouth moved back up to Justin’s. “I’m starving.” she said, her hand reaching out to cup his face. “Hmm…” was all that came out of her mouth as she kissed him again.
“I’m starving too.” he murmured into her mouth. His tongue licked over hers, teasing, tasting. He took the hand that had been cupping his face, and tangled her fingers with his. He whimpered as she let her naked warm body grind against his. Loving the warmth of their bodies pressed so close together without actually being deep inside her. She shifted slightly. And Justin groaned. “Do that again.” he ordered.
“Do what again?” Nicole asked, breaking from his lips.
“What you just did. Moving ever so slightly.” he said. “Your soft breasts feel so good pressed against my chest.” Nicole only giggled, as she closed the distance between their mouths once again. Justin sighed. He loved that she hadn't let go of his hand, but just stroked the inside of his palm with her fingertips. He loved the way her foot rubbed up and down his ankle with every thrust of his tongue. He loved that he was able to cause such a reaction from her with only his kisses. “Mmm, you are a great kisser Nic.” he complimented. “Has anyone ever told you that before?” Enjoying the feel of her lips move back down to his jaw.
“Plenty of times.” Nicole answered back teasingly, finally letting go of his hand and lifting herself just enough to straddle him beneath her. She slowly began to rub on him like a cat. Her breasts rubbing on and off over his chest.
“Girl.” Justin warned, giving her a long look.
“What?” she asked innocently as she stopped.
Justin quickly wrapped his arms around her bare waist and pulled her back down to his naked torso. “Don’t fucking do that.” he demanded.
“Do what?” she purred.
“Fucking rub yourself up and down on me like a damn cat.” he growled, hoping his grip on her wasn’t too tight.
Nicole looked down at him through her lashes. “I don’t know what your talking about.” she stated. Laughing lightly as Justin’s fingers begain to gently move up and down her ass. “Stop that!” she exclaimed.
“Stop what?” Justin asked her in the same mocking tone she had used a few minutes before. “Stop rubbing on me like a damn cat and I’ll stop too.” he said.
Nicole slid further down, planting kisses down his chest, her hair ticking his chest as well. “You fucking love it.” she breathed, as her lips dangerously moved lower down his torso. “Hmm. I love it. I love the taste of your skin on my lips.” she whispered.
Justin could only shut his eyes and groaned in appreciation. Fuck. Fuck. She could play him like a damn fidel. He opened his eyes and looked down at her, and he was okay with that. “I’m not going to argue with you Babygirl…“ he told her.
“I knew you wouldn’t.” Nicole answered back, lifting her head up to smile. “Dirty boy.”
He closed his eyes and chuckled. “I’m not the one about to suck me off.” he reminded.
“You arent stopping me!” she retorted, giggling when she felt him poke her sides.
“No sane man is going to let go to waste a good blow job!” he stated , unable to control his chuckles at the conversation they were having. His chuckles were cut short when he heard a light tap on the bedroom door. “Nic-hold on babe-” he heard the tap again. “Do you hear that?”
Nicole glanced back up at him. “What?”
He heard the tapping again, followed by a low whimper. “What the hell?”
Nicole sat up, “It sounds like Bre.”
“Why the hell is she whimpering?”
“She probably has to go to the bathroom.” Nicole stated, sliding back toward the headboard, and letting her head fall back on the pillows. “Has she been outside at all today?” she asked. Justin only shook his head. “Justin!” Nicole exclaimed.
“What!? I was asleep for most of the morning. And I was going to take her out before you showed up.” he gave her a long look. “And well you know how that ended up.” smirking down at her.
Nicole sat up enough to grab the covers and pull them over her. “Poor baby has been stuck inside all day.”
Justin bend down at picked up his jeans and slipped them on. “All right. I’ll be right back.” zipping up the jeans. He glanced back over at her. “Don’t you fucking get dress. We are far from done.” he ordered, pointing a finger out at her. Nicole nodded. “I’m being serious Nicole. Don’t you fucking even think of getting dress.”
Nicole nodded again with a smile as she sat up. He glared playfully at her as he made his way toward the bedroom door. He slipped out of the bedroom, and Nicole let her head fall back down to the pillows as she continue to grin like a fool. Maybe this was their time. After so many years, maybe this was finally the second chance they both been looking for.
She shut her eyes, waiting for him to make his way back to her, when she heard a beep of phone. She opened her eyes and sat up. It was her phone. She looked around the floor, her eyes catching the glimpse of it, a few inches from the dresser. She reached down and picked it up from the floor. With the phone in her hand, she slid back down the pillows to check her messages.
One new text messages.
It read: “It was nice to finally meet you yesterday. I hope you didn’t have much of a hangover today.”
Okay, so Rachael had gotten Justin the same kind of phone as hers. Obviously the text was for him. Before she had the chance to place the phone on the dresser, Justin’s phone received another text: “I had a great time getting to talk to you last night. It’s nice to meet guys in this industry that aren’t full of themselves. Cant wait to have dinner tonight. Jessica.”
Nicole felt as she been punched in the stomach. Jessica? He had met someone last night? They were having dinner tonight? She felt the tears beginning to form in the back of her eyes. How could she have been stupid to believe that things were going to be different this time around? She swallowed back the tears. Stupid Nicole. That’s why they had an arrangement. Nothing more than the rebound.
Stupid Nicole. That’s what she was. A complete stupid girl.
Author's Chapter Notes:
I'm on a roll! Whoo! So I come with another chapter! Thanks again for the feedback! I love it! Its what keeps me inspired!
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