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āAhh,ā he began smugly, āwell, thatās where you underestimate my considerable powers of persuasion Sal,ā he replied, producing another bottle of beer and the remains of the bottle of wine that heād hidden on the other side of his chair.
āWhat?ā she beamed, eyeing up the bottles. āHowā¦when did youā¦ā
Nick loved surprising Sal. āBought them all another carafe of Raki before I joined you,ā he chuckled. āThey seem quite contended for the time being,ā he said, turning to glance behind himself. Sal followed his gaze to see the three men in deep conversation at the bar.
Sal laughed and then bit her lip as she glanced at the half bottle of wine he was holding, as if she were thinking that she really shouldnāt indulge herself anymore. Then she changed her mind. āWell, okay then Nick, just one more. But then we must go straight to bed,ā she said. And there was that knowing smile again, daring him to make something of her comment.
God she was being cheeky tonight: he loved it.
Here pour this,ā he said handing her the half bottle of wine, āand show me some mercy will you Sal?ā he grinned back at her.
Chapter 27
Nick took a swig of his beer, rested his head on the back of the chair and sighed with contentment. Sal watched him, still grinning at their playful banter, before taking a sip of her wine and mirroring his actions.
His eyes flicked sideways at her. "Are you copying me?"
She giggled and took another sip of her wine. He watched as she basked in the glory of having got the upper hand over him; sheād actually made him blush! She was filled with confidence, but not for long. Nick was well practiced at flirting with women and knew exactly how to extract the reaction he wanted from them.
In particular though, he thoroughly enjoyed the competitiveness between himself and Sal, especially since he normally got the better of her and at his mercy, which is just where he liked her. Only today had been a little different. Today there had been times when he had actually been at her mercy, and he was surprised to find that in some ways he quite liked it. Okay, it was a little disconcerting, but exciting all the same. He was rarely, if ever, in the company of a woman who could throw him off balance, but today, with Sal, heād felt the excitement of both giving up and getting back control.
Heād totally taken control when heād thrown Sal over his shoulder and spanked her bottom in front of a cafĆ© full of people, heād liked that, and the way sheād been so embarrassed when heād offered to be her āgigoloā for the night. But then, there were times when heād got lost in the moment, like when heād been watching the towel slip from her and was unable to move off the bed, and just moments ago, when heād let slip that heād obviously been thinking about Sal a lot and then gone excruciatingly red. Then there was that moment on the beachā¦ there wasnāt a shadow of a doubt that both of them had lost control then. It had been an unexpected few moments of molten feeling which had him burning up just by the memory of it.
"This is nice." Sal cut into his thoughts. She tilted her head upwards to stare into the night sky. "I've missed doing impromptu things like this. I love Fay and all that but...," She went on to ramble slightly as the wine began to free her tongue. Nick had come to expect some rambling every now and then from Sal though, and now, more than any time before, he found himself wanting to know more of her thoughts. He'd missed being impromptu too; in many ways they were so similar in their thought patterns and what they took pleasure in. Hmm, what Sal took pleasure in...Nick's mind returned to his favorite train of thought as far as Sal was concerned. He could pleasure her like she'd never been pleasured before should the right situation arise. That was the problem though, wanting Sal was like gazing into a toy shop at the Scalextric set in the window and knowing that you were the only person on earth who could really do it justice if only you had the opportunity...or the pocket money...which he'd never had. "...and this winter she spent every last minute with Adam. Not that there's anything wrong with that," Sal nattered on, pausing briefly and turning to Nick. He was watching her thoughtfully. "I mean, they are in love, and I'm really happy for her, but...it did get a little bit lonely for me over the winter, hence all the crazy cooking i did."
"Well, I'm not complaining; that food today was..." he whistled, "...first class Sal."
She smiled. Compliments from Nick always made her smile. "Thanks. But what I was going to say is that I'm glad you're back Nick..." Nickās gaze suddenly intensified, his eyes flicking over her face inquisitively. In her head, that was going to come out perfectly naturally, but maybe it was the way that Nick had interrupted her flow with that compliment that had made the statement suddenly sound...somehow too...complimentary...or like she'd been waiting all winter just for him to come back. Oh God, she was in trouble again, and now it was her cheeks that were burning up, and not for the first time that day... only this time she couldnāt blame it on sunburn! She turned her head and scanned the horizon, her eyes flicking tensely to and fro, waiting for either Nick to say something, or at least for her face to stop burning! All was quiet for what seemed like an eternity though. Damn it, why wasnāt he saying something? Maybe she was over thinking everything and he was just waiting for her to continue. "So anyway..." she went on at an attempt of skimming over her embarrassment. She moved her eyes quickly towards him but that did nothing to dispel her previous attack of nerves; sheād never seen him with that kind of expression before. Although there was a hint of a smile on his face, it was the softest of smiles, coupled with such intensity in his eyes that it pushed all other thoughts out of her mind and she found herself trailing off again. His eyes sparkled at her through the darkness and she held her breath for a moment, wondering what he was thinking and trying to refocus. So, she was glad he was back because? Because? Her face continued to burn. Oh God, just say anything! "Yeah, so, after I'd baked like a million or so pies," she blurted out, "I used toā¦sometimesā¦Iād look up at the stars," she said, demonstrating, and jumping at an opportunity to distract some attention away from her, "and try to figure out where things were. Like, that," she said, pointing to a cluster of stars, "is that the plough?"
Nick had continued to watch Sal as she resumed her chatter, a slight smile still on his face, until he registered her question and looked upwards, squinting a little.
"No, not there, it's there Sal," he replied, pointing lower in the night sky.
Sal frowned. "Where?"
"There, look, it looks kind of like a saucepan," he said, tracing the lines with his finger. "There," he said again, still unsure if she could see what he was trying to show her.
She rose out of her chair and moved in front of him to follow his line of sight. "Okay, I can't see a saucepan in the sky Nick, are you sure you just havenāt had too many beers tonight?" she chuckled.
"Come here, dippy," he sighed, taking hold of her arm and urging her back towards him. She took a step backwards but her leg came into contact with the hard frame of his chair underneath the cushion seat and she stumbled slightly. Glancing behind her, she realized that the chair was maybe just big enough to fit two in the seat.
āHere, take this,ā she said, handing him her glass of wine and preparing to sit beside him. Lifting one leg backwards onto the cushion, she sat back on it and swept her other leg around so that she was curled up next to him. āNow show me.ā
He put one arm around her, taking hold of her shoulder and pulling her even closer to him until their heads were almost touching. He pointed. āThere,ā he whispered, extremely softly into her ear. His warm breath teased her senses and spread a tingling sensation all throughout her body. She was looking into the sky but registering nothing apart from the sensations his touch and voice had created, and he knew it. He couldnāt help himself. He wanted to see and feel a reaction in her, to know that he could he could affect her like that, despite the fact that he knew even if she had wanted to do something about it, she wouldnāt. He was very physically attracted to her; it was pointless in denying it to himself, he had been from the start. And he was desperate for her to feel that too, even if he was taking advantage of her weaknesses: the wine she had drunk, and fact that she hadnāt had a physical relationship in some time. Okay, so his pride would have liked to know that she was being turned on by him, Nick, not just because she hadnāt had sex in a long time, but for the moment, heād take what he could get.
āCan you see it now?ā he asked.
Salās head was fuzzy, her skin warm and somehow more sensitive to everything. Was that the wine? She was acutely aware of Nickās hand on the bare skin of her shoulder. It began to move down her arm, his fingers skimming gently over her skin, Nickās fingersā¦ What was he going to do? Then his hand fell from her arm and she felt its presence again on her waist, the warmth of his whole palm transmitting to her through the material of her dress. His hand felt so intimate there, stroking up and down her side slightly untilā¦ oh God, she could feel the length of his fingers accidentally but repeatedly making contact with the underside of her breast, just above her waist, as his hand moved up and down. He didnāt realize but she could hardly tell him. Then she had a secret thought, one that popped into her head just out of nowhere. It wasnāt her fault; she couldnāt help it. She imagined his hand touching more than it was at that moment, purposely covering and squeezing and teasing, her body began to ache for it.
āYes,ā she replied, lying. The stars were the very last thing on her mind at that moment. Her voice had sounded odd when he had replied, like she had forced the word out, and the tone was different to how she normally sounded.
Sal was still staring upwards, but on hearing her reply, Nickās gaze fell to her face, his heart thudding with excitement at what
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