15 Titillating Details
Payton
Wow. He considered that my punishment for teasing him?
I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling with my comforter still fisted in my hand. Was that what I think it was? Hell yes it was and it was magnificent. It was without a doubt the most incredible sensation I had ever experienced. Shiz, I wanted him to do that to me again.
He slid up my body and rested his weight on his elbows that were pressed into the mattress on each side of my head. He stroked his fingertips down each side of my face as he watched my eyes. “Liked that, did ya?”
“Umm, yeah...just a little bit.”
“I could tell...just a little bit.”
He smiled because it pleased him to hear me admit I liked what he did to me. I felt the heat rise in my face when I thought about what I had shamelessly begged him to do to me. He warned me I would, but I didn’t believe him because I had no idea he was capable of eliciting such an uncontrollable urge that would make me throw good sense out the window.
It didn’t matter how much I begged and pleaded with him. He kept his word when he told me we wouldn’t have sex and I found myself feeling regretful about that instead of relieved.
Geez. I needed to get away from him fast because I was thinking about asking him to break his no sex tonight promise. “I probably shouldn’t push my luck with Aunt Tillie. I don’t know how cool she’d be if I showed up hours after I told her I would be there.”
“I don’t want you to get in trouble because I have plans for you tomorrow, Doll Face.” He lowered his lips to mine and gave me a gentle kiss. “Does 12 o’clock sound all right to you?”
“Perfect.” That meant we would only be apart for eleven hours.
We spent the better part of the next 30 minutes kissing good-bye until we finally unglued our lips long enough for me to go to Tillie’s house. When I walked into her house, I found her casually lounging on the chaise in the living room watching television. “Hey, Girly Girl. Have a good night?”
I fell backwards onto the couch and sighed dramatically.
“Sounds like someone had a great night.”
“I did. It was one of the most wonderful nights of my life.” I thought about my incredible experience with Nick and knew I wasn’t giving him enough credit after that thing he did. “I take that back. It was definitely my best night ever.”
“Were you with a cute guy?”
Cute didn’t seem to cut it with Nick. “You have no idea. He is hot, I mean like really hot and he’s considerate. One of my favorite things about him is that he loves my smart ass mouth. Oh, and he’s an awesome kisser.” I thought it might be wise to leave off the part about him giving me my first big O. “Tillie, I seriously think I could fall for this guy.”
I heard my aunt giggle at me. “I think you already have. Look at you. You’re actually giddy. I’ve never seen you like that about a guy.”
“I know. I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep tonight because I’m so excited about being with him tomorrow.”
“What do your parents think of him?”
I wished she hadn’t asked me that because I didn’t even want to think about what they’d say about Nick. “They haven’t met him, but I can already tell you that they wouldn't approve.”
“Oh, honey, you don’t know that”
“I do. He’s from Collinsville and that’s all they need to know for them to discredit him. He doesn’t have money or social influence so they’ll give me the thumbs down before they even meet him. You know how they are.”
“Maybe they won’t. You can’t be for sure until you try.”
“They want me to be with someone like Cooper. Never mind the fact that he’s a dickhead that gave me an ultimatum to sleep with him or hit the road. Mother never even asked me what happened. She just blamed me for him breaking up with me.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry, honey. Do you want me to talk to Vivian for you?”
“Nah. Let her think I’m a total disappointment instead of a virgin. Serves her right.”
“Does this lucky young fella have a name?”
“As a matter of fact, he does. His name is Nick Hawke. Gah, I even love saying his name. Is that weird?”
I looked up from where I lay on the couch when my aunt didn’t answer and I saw that she had sat up on the edge of the chaise. “Something wrong, Tillie?”
“No, nothing’s wrong. Please, go on. I want to know everything about your Nick.”
My phone alerted me to a text and I knew it was Nick without looking.
“Got to T’s ok?”
I smiled because he was checking on me. “It’s Nick. He’s checking to make sure I got here safely.”
“Yes. Telling T about our night minus the titillating details.”
“I loved the titillating details.”
“Me 2. UR so bad.”
“That’s what they tell me.”
“Stoked about tom.”
“Want to have more titillating details tom?”
“Def.” Was he kiddin’ me? Hell yeah, I wanted to have lots and lots of more titillating details.
“Be careful. Making no more promises.”
“You promise?” I hit send before I had a chance to back out and wondered what was wrong with me? That was basically as good as telling him I wanted to bow chicka wow wow.
“I promise no more promises.” Oh, shit. That meant all was fair play.
“Good. See U tom at 12. Your house?”
“Yes. Until then...thinking about titillating details.” Yeah, I bet he was thinking about titillating details. Who was I kiddin’? I was thinking about them, too. And probably would the rest of the night.
“Ditto.”
I put my phone down and quietly squealed as I fell back against the couch again and began to spill everything I knew about Nick, including how hard I was falling for him.
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I felt amazingly well for someone that stayed up talking to Tillie about Nick until the sun was up. She wanted to know everything about Nick and I realized there were still so many things I didn’t know about him, so I had investigation work ahead of me today.
But I had business to tend to before I went to Nick’s. I had to see Claire.
I pulled up at her house and then walked in without knocking like I always did. I had practically spent half my childhood in this house and to knock would have felt weird.