Chapter 22: Show and Tell
Nico
She can't be fucking serious. I was good and goddamned pissed off now, my hard cock deflating a little as he got the hint that he wasn't coming out to play quite yet.
"Allie, damn it, you are really pissing me off with this shit!" I yelled at her, pacing back and forth in the small space. "I don't care about anyone else I've fucked, I didn't at the time, and I sure as hell don't now. I don't remember who they were, what they looked like, or how they were in bed." I stopped pacing as it hit me, and I turned to point at her. "Is this about those motherfucking comments online?"
I could feel the rage drain out of me at the sight of her tear-stained face and the dejected slump of her shoulders under that damned blanket thing she had wrapped around her. I crouched down so that we were face to face, then brought my hands up to cup her cheeks, using my thumbs to wipe away her tears.
"I need you to listen to me, really fucking listen to me, OK?Allison Rose Donovan, you are the sexiest woman I have ever seen. This body that you just insulted?This body drives me out of my fucking mind. This body - your body - is the star of the dirtiest, filthiest fantasies I've ever had, and I swear to you, I'm going to live out each and every fucking one of them with you."
I tilted her head toward me, and kissed her forehead, then moved back to look into her eyes again. She wasn't crying anymore, but her eyes still glistened, and she still looked unsure of herself. I guess it was time to start with fantasy number one - inspecting every last inch of her.
I yanked the blanket off her shoulders, and she yelped and clutched at me as I scooped her up in my arms and tossed her back onto the middle of the bed. Before she could move, I climbed onto the bed and pinned her under me, bracing myself so she wasn't crushed under my full weight.
"Since you don't seem to believe it when I tell you how fucking gorgeous you are, I'm going to provide a very thorough demonstration," I said. I dropped a quick kiss on her lips, took a second to nip and lick the bottom one, and shifted off of her just a bit. I kept one of my legs wedged between hers and ground my hardening cock lightly against her hip. I draped one of her arms around my neck to give myself room to maneuver and moved my upper body off hers and pressed against her side instead. I propped my elbow next to her head, and rested my head on my hand, leaving one hand free to explore her skin.
"What are you doing, Nico?" she asked hesitantly.
"I'm going to make you believe me, instead of believing those assholes online. You just listed all the reasons you don't think you're perfect in my world. Well, I'm going to show you all the reasons you're wrong. I'm going to show you all the reasons you're perfect for me. And when I'm done, Sunshine, I'm going to fuck you until neither of us has the strength to move from this bed."
Her eyes widened in shock, and I felt her shiver.
I stared at her for a moment, just taking in the vision of her lying under me. "You look so beautiful lying here like this," I told her. "Your big green eyes have the tiniest flecks of amber in them, and the way your nose tilts up ever so slightly at the tip." I ran my finger down her nose, tapping it gently when I got to the tip. "Your lips are a deep dusky pink, and your bottom lip is so plump and full that I can't resist taking a little nip of it." I did just that. "Your skin is so soft and creamy white, and right now, you have the most adorable blush on your cheeks." I dropped soft kisses on both cheeks, then ran my fingertip along her earlobe and down the side of her neck, and along her collarbone. I saw goosebumps break out all across her skin and smiled in satisfaction.
"You already know I think your hair is beautiful. The way the sun catches all the different shades of your natural highlights. Everything from the palest of blondes, to deeper golds. I love the way your wavy curls bounce when you walk and how you always have a stray curl just begging to be tucked behind your left ear. I love it when you have your hair all piled on top of your head, showing off the beautiful long curve of your neck. And God, it drives me crazy when you have it pulled back into a ponytail. All I can think of then is wrapping your hair around my hand and holding onto it while I fuck you from behind." My hips bucked forward without me even realizing it, as the image of that scenario flashed in my mind.
Allie inhaled deeply, and her skin flushed even more. "Nico, you don't have to - "
I put my finger to her lips and pressed them closed. "Nope, you had your say. Now it's my turn to talk. You just lie there and listen to me for a little while," I said sternly. She nodded and I resumed my little game of Show and Tell.
"Now then, let me see if I remember your line of bullshit correctly. I believe you started with a complaint about your breasts. Something about them being too big and not being perky enough?"She rolled her eyes slightly, and I raised a brow and stared until she stopped.
"You are so very fucking wrong about all of that, Sunshine. The fact that your tits overflow in my hands is a turn-on I didn't even know I had until I met you. I love how soft and supple the skin is, and how when I squeeze them, they're squishy and jiggly."
She snorted. "Squishy and jiggly, yeah, that sounds sexy all right"
"Hush, you," I said with a chuckle. "It may not sound sexy, but trust me, it is. I've felt nothing but hard plastic-feeling silicone tits for so long, I'd forgotten what real honest-to-God tits felt like. I'm telling you, sweetheart, there is nothing like the real thing, and yours are fucking spectacular. I'll tell you a little secret. When we were in the pool at Becca's party, I fantasized about pulling the front of your swimsuit down, fucking these gorgeous tits, and coming all over them." My hips bucked again, and I felt like my cock was going to be cut in half by my zipper. I reached my hand down between us and rearranged the poor guy to a more comfortable position. "I've had dreams about you on top of me, your tits bouncing as you ride my cock. I've had fantasies about bending you over my bathroom counter and fucking you, just so I can watch your tits sway in the mirror.
As I was talking, I matched my actions to my words. Cupping her, kneading the soft, supple skin, squeezing her until she moaned and arched her back up in invitation.
"Your nipples drive me wild. Do you know how often your nipples are hard? Pretty fucking often, let me tell you. The sight of them makes my mouth water every time. Seeing them bare like this? Oh God, I think I'm drooling. They're so plump and hard right now. They look like the ripest of raspberries, and I need a taste, sweetheart."
I lowered my mouth to the side closest to me, and wrapped my lips around her nipple, gently sucking it into my mouth. She arched her back again, pushing her tits up toward me. I accepted her implied invitation, and sucked harder, reaching over and pinching the other nipple between my thumb and forefinger, then releasing it to lightly rub my finger all around it and over the top. When I gently flicked it with my finger, she gasped and moaned again, so I did it a little harder. Her legs spread open a little wider, and she lifted her hips off the bed as much as the weight of my body allowed.
"Mmmm, you like that, do you?" I asked, smiling against her skin as I did it again.
"Oh God, yes!"
With a final flick and suck of her nipples, I pulled back slightly to look at her again. Her skin was flushed, from her cheeks to the tops of her tits, and her pupils were dilated.
"Oh look, there's one more thing I love about your tits. Your nipples are so sensitive, and so fucking responsive to my touch. Do you know what a turn-on that is, knowing I'm making you feel so good?" I asked huskily. I wasn't sure how much more of this my poor neglected cock could take.
"Now where was I on your list of complaints? Oh, yes, your stretch marks and...baby pooch, was it?" I asked, knowing fullwell that it was. I shifted down her body a little, so that my shoulder was across her hips, and my face was even with her belly button. This close, I could barely see a few faint, silvery lines fanning out across her skin. I traced them lightly with my fingertip, making her squirm and giggle.
"Oh, are you ticklish there? I believe I promised to nibble on every one of your ticklish spots, didn't I, sweetheart?" I said, as I lowered my mouth and nipped along each and every mark. I cupped my hand around the soft mound of her belly that she had called a baby pooch.
"I love this soft little belly you have. This pooch, as you called it, and those faint lines you complained about, are because of Gracie. They exist because she does, and there is nothing - absolutely nothing - more beautiful than that." I cupped my hand more firmly to give the little mound a quick shake and lifted my head up to look at her sternly. "I don't ever fucking want to hear you complain about your belly or your stretch marks again, Allie. I mean it. Never fucking again."
