“Chase?” Nikki popped her head in.
“Yeah, beautiful?” I heard the door shut and before I knew it, Nikki was climbing in on top of me.
“You’re hogging all the hot water,” she complained as she sat herself on my lap.
The sight of her bare body, soaking wet on top of me lit every cell in my body on fire within a second.
“Luckily for you, the building has huge water heaters in the basement.” I playfully splashed some water in her face.
As she gasped, I crushed my mouth over hers, letting my growing need for her be known. After shifting her hips, she was positioned perfectly, and without warning, I thrust deep into her.
Nikki panted loudly before biting down hard on my shoulder.
“Fuck, Nikki,” I growled as she rocked on top of me. Her slick body moved against mine as I let my head roll back and rest on the cold tile. “You feel so incredible.”
Her knees started to shake a bit as she moaned into my ear. As her shaking started to consume her, I lifted her into my arms, carried her out of the shower, and set her on the counter.
My fingers gripped her ass firmly as I pumped into her harder and harder as she cried out my name. Feeling her orgasm crash around my dick was so intense, and I couldn’t control myself. My release happened without warning, and quickly I was filling her.
With her head on my shoulder, she tried to steady her breathing. “Did you just…?”
I nodded. “Fuck, yeah, I did.”
She kissed me gently on the side of my neck. “I just finished my period yesterday, I’m sure we’re fine.”
Her calm was shocking to me. “Don’t you think it’s better if you take the morning-after pill or something?”
“I barely even get my period. It’s so hard for dancers to get pregnant because of our lack of body fat, it screws up our whole system.”
I shrugged. “If you say so. I don’t want to take that chance again though.”
She hopped off the counter, diving back into the warm haven of the shower. “I agree,” she called out, and I could smell the fruity scent of her shampoo wafting into the small space.
A few minutes later, after toweling herself off, Nikki joined me in bed. Even though this wasn’t our first night sleeping next to each other, it was our first night where she didn’t have another place to retreat to if things went south. I knew that was what she had been worried about most when she sublet her apartment, and I was going to do everything in my power to ease her mind.
“How did your family take it when you told them I was moving in?” she asked, throwing her wet hair up into a messy bun that looked like a wrung-out mop on top of her head.
I shrugged. “Mom thought I was nuts, Charles doesn’t give a crap, Dad just grunted while they were on speakerphone, and Hannah hasn’t returned my calls. What about your mom?”
Nikki pursed her lips. “I haven’t had a chance to tell her yet.”
I waggled my finger in front of her face. “Oh no, don’t you lie to me about this one. You made a big stink about telling our folks before you would agree to move in here, and I held up my end. What’s wrong?”
She threw the covers over her head. “I’m scared to tell her.”
I dove in after her, wrapping my arms around her small frame. “And why is that, missy?”
“Because my entire life, it was just my mom and me. She never needed a man, and I don’t even remember her ever dating. I don’t want her to be disappointed or judge you prematurely.”
“But she knows about me, right?”
Nikki nodded frantically. “Of course! She knows everything except for the sex and moving in parts.”
“Well, I would hope our sex life wasn’t something you discussed with your mother.”
She shrugged. “I mean, I might. I tell her everything.”
I kissed her cheek. “Try starting with you moving in and see how that goes over before you tell her I deflowered you on top of making you live in sin.”