A few months later...
Yes, this was the way things were supposed to be.
Not anger and endless drama for stupid little things, not slammed doors and empty bed sides. Just Nicolas and I, connecting in the one way they knew best for the past few months.
My hands shifted to his chest as he wrapped his arms around my waist and kisses me, stroking my tongue with his. The taste of him soothed me, as did the way his body pressed on mine.
Soon we were ripping off our clothings. "Hurry, Nick." I said as my skirt dropped to the ground, followed quickly by my camisole. My simple black panties clinging to my hips came off in a heartbeat and whipped away to places unknown.
Nicolas was still working at the button of his cuffs, staring wide-eyed at my naked self. I stood proudly, flaunting my high,
