CHAPTER 31

All of the anger I felt for Nicole was gone now. I knew only that I had to hold her, and make sure she was okay. It was no longer about me, and silently, I forgave her. I had no clue how long we were there, with me holding her, and her bawling away, occasionally coming up for air. Eventually, her sobs died down, and before long, we were just hugging, with her remaining still in my arms, clinging to me as if her life depended on it. Me, I didn't dare move, in case it might affect Nicole. So we just lay there, for an eternity in of itself, with her unmoving and with a giant wet spot on my sweater.

Eventually, she lifted her head. Her eyes were red, but she was smiling. "Thanks." she said, slipping off of me. Now lying on the bed, she turned to me and added, "And I really didn't mean all of those things I said. I was just… I just…" Her eyes began to tear up again as she finished. "I miss him so much."

"I understand." I said, no longer mad at her in any way. Even if I was mad, I understood how vulnerable Nicole was at this point. I wasn't about to upset her in this state.

Her eyes traveled down to my sweater as she frowned a little. "Oh fuck, did I cause that?" She asked as she gestured towards my sweater.

"What, this?" I asked, pointing to the wet spot. "It's nothing, don't worry." I turned my body so I was looking up at the ceiling instead of her.

"Oh, come on." She said, getting up off of the bed. "On your feet, squirt." I got up, and she took my shirt by its hem, lifting it over my head. My t-shirt peeled off with it. Now shirtless, I smiled at Nicole.

"Feel better about it now?" I sarcastically asked her.

She laughed slightly and pushed me down onto the bed, immediately snuggling up to me after doing so. We remained there for a little bit of time before she broke the silence.

"Adam?" she all but whispered.

"Yeah?" I answered.

"Thank you for being my friend." Nicole said, getting even quieter. I didn't reply, so she nuzzled back into me and lay there.

At first I thought I was imagining it, but before long I was sure I felt her kissing my neck. I shifted to allow her access, and her hands roamed my naked chest in turn, eventually landing between my legs before my hand came up and stopped her.

"Nicole, are you sure you want to? Like this?" I asked her. It would have been stupid of me to ask her in any other situation, but right now she was vulnerable, and emotional. I wanted to make sure that she had a clear head doing this.

She lifted her eyes (which were rapidly losing their redness) to meet mine, bit her lip, and nodded. I could see in her eyes that she was being truthful, not rash, and nodded myself, going in for a kiss. Our mouths didn't open immediately – for a bit, we just enjoyed the feeling of having each other on our lips, savoring the moment, before Nicole slowly opened her mouth when the time felt right. After a bit, our tongues were exploring each other in the most intimate way. This went on for a bit until Nicole made the next move and got up on top of me, taking her top off.

It was stupid of me to assume she would wear a bra, but at the same time, I wondered how she survived in this weather. Here she was, with more of a shy expression than anything else this time, her erect nipples (probably this time from the cold) staring me in the face. I warmly smiled at her and she smiled back, as I took one in each hand and began to lightly caress them.

I gave in to my lust after a few minutes of this as I grabbed her back and pulled her down to me, wrapping my mouth around her left nipple and giving a good hard suck. Nicole moaned in appreciation as she began to grind her crotch on mine. I was already hard from her efforts and began to push back into her.

I used every trick in the book, sucking and licking her nipples as Nicole pushed back into me, driven by lust yet sensuously moaning my name repeatedly. Before long, Nicole couldn't take it anymore.

Smiling, she reached for my pants as she began to undo my button. Even so, her eyes were fixed on mine and I could only smile in response as I felt my pants lower past my ankles and my fully erect cock spring forth. Nicole grinned and immediately began to stoke it, occasionally looking into my eyes for approval as her hands sent waves of pleasure rippling through my body.

Before long, my hips got into it without my knowing, bucking to meet her motions. She smiled at me, lowering her mouth to the base of my dick. She outstretched her tongue and licked her way up the base of my dick, lowering her mouth onto it as her tongue reached the head. With determined effort, her lips wrapped around my shaft and she began pumping me into her mouth, before she stopped with her lips still wrapped around me, breathed deeply through her nose a few times, then went deeper than she had ever gotten.

The sensations overwhelmed me as I felt my cock sliding into her throat. She began slowly and I could tell she had a little bit of difficulty, but before long she got into the groove of it and my cock was sliding effortlessly down her throat over and over. She was no longer able to use her tongue, but it felt amazing nonetheless.