Do Me

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Sex meant something different for every person. For some people it was to share love, for others it was to manipulate but for these two people, it was just an itch. They just wanted a direction for their lives. Diana was a woman with a broken heart, while Nicholas was a boy forever surrounded by scandal.

So Diana was running her fingers up and down his body, one leg on either side of it as her lips were pressed to his neck. They were both gasping with every movement which the two of them were making. Diana and Nicholas lay next to one another; both their cheeks were full of colour, a bright red. Sweat was dripping off their bodies as they both lay there panting letting those ever so important hormones fill their bodies with happiness and joy. They had been at it for most of the day, though the last time had been rather long and painful. You see after the sixth time they no longer had the stamina to finish each other off. They stopped multiple times to stop themselves from passing out from over-exhaustion. Nicholas had made several phone calls between the sessions. Diana had taken brief breaks to message her friends asking what their plans were for later tonight.

Peggy's birthday party was tonight, and the four girls had been invited, and all of them had every intention of attending; well, except Diana. She was simply sending the text to try and get them to come up with another idea. Peggy was a sweet girl, who had no resentment for Diana. However, Peggy was the one that in Diana's mind had stolen Joseph and she had no reason to be jealous or petty over her.

Diana had been substituting her feelings for Joseph for Nicholas. The last three nights, he didn't object to her turning up at his door. He actually welcomed it. However, very few people would turn their backs on her in town. This is especially when she would remove any clothing she was wearing and lead him into the bedroom without so much as a word. Diana was the no strings attached type of girl. With her, you get all the benefits of a girlfriend, but without the emotional attachment, and for a lot of twenty-somethings, that is all that they wanted. Diana had feelings for Joseph, which often made her cry a few times a day. She managed to get through the past couple of days by being under Nicholas because in those flirty moments nothing really matters, and she could just focus on something she was proficient at - sex.

She knew others would laugh at her thought process, but to her sex was an art form. Diana expressed herself through her sexuality. While she may have been lying about the truth, and hiding her darker feelings inside, she still opened up about the excitement she felt when receiving those fateful 'O moments,' and Nicolas was very skilled at making Diana feel satisfied.

"What time do you want me to pick you up for tonight?" Nicholas leans over to reach for the water laying on the bedside table. A tad confused by the question Diana ignores it. She pulls out her phone and starts playing a mindless puzzle game. Nicholas falls on the pillow next to Diana. She is, however, doing her best to avoid his gaze. However, it becomes a lot more difficult when he rips the phone from her hand and lays on top of her. He was a lot more powerful than her and his weight alone made it a bit tricky for her to breathe. Nevertheless, she did her finest not to cave to his words. Their hearts were still beating fast from the sexual that had just occurred, and Diana was still panting. She leans into kissing him again even though she knows there is no way that she could go another round without resting a little bit first. That doesn't change the fact that that is how her brain works.

"I know you want to do me," Diana says again, a small smirk lighting up her face as she places her hand on the back of his neck. She tried to pull him closer to her wrapping her leg around his bareback in the process.

"Diana." He says sharply causing the girl to remove her leg and hand from him, only for a sulky expression to cross her face.

"I don't want to leave. Is that too complicated for people to understand?" She says sharply. Nicholas wasn't bothered by her attitude. He had been used to receiving harsher treatment when it came to girls. She was on the sane side of things. He shouldn't get mad or pissed off that she didn't want to come to a party that he felt obligated to show up to. He had previous girls attempt to get pregame with his kid so they would never have to lift another finger in their lives ever again. He even had an ex who had attempted to burn down his house in the Hamptons when he told her he just wanted to keep things casual. Diana wouldn't do any of that sort of thing to him because she didn't care. "Now can we please just revert back to kissing and not talking to one another? I would much prefer that." Nicholas leans in holding one side of her face firmly in his hand and kisses her deeply. She started to kiss him back before climbing on top of him letting her fingers run down his bare chest and that is when he pulled away.

"Yeah, there is no way I can do this again." Diana leaned in, not paying attention to the words he had just spoken. She knew she couldn't leave again but she didn't want to have a conversation with him about why she was being so forceful. "Stop it, Diana!" He tells her, pulling her breasts away from him as they were slightly over his head. Diana lands next to him. He wraps his hand around her waist and pulls her closer to him. It was only two in the afternoon and no doubt she would be free within the next hour to get out and do whatever she wished. "Now are you trying to play coy and act like a bitch or tell me what is up?" Diana ran her fingers along his lip. When her eyes flutter they tickle the top of his nose just enough to cause a small smirk upon his face. She didn't want this to be real because she didn't want to break down in front of him and she was just moments away from that feeling.

Diana had been sleeping with anyone who showed interest in her for nearly a year. She had sex on average every other day and changed her boy toy at least once a month. Having grown tired of Nolan, it didn't help that he was slightly younger than her. Therefore, she turned her attention to Nicholas. However, she was slowly noticing that he had a habit of reading people. The more time they spent together the better he was able to pick out some of her tells. The biggest thing that gave her away was her eye contact. This was something that meant a lot to her. Unless she was in control of the sexual act, she never looked directly into his eye. It would always be a couple of inches on either side. It was like she was hiding something; her mind would be ticking like an old grandfather's clock.

At this very moment, she was looking directly at his nose, trying to play the scared little girl. Nicholas was attracted to her, but while her tricks might have worked on boys before he lacked the emotional connection needed to fall into her trap. He was looking at her with a clear mind.

"I don't see why I need to tell you anything. I am nothing more than a toy." She was going the guilt route, and if he had been in any other state of mind he might have played up to it so that he could have sex with her, but at the moment he couldn't have sex again so what would be the point of appeasing her when he wouldn't be able to grab the grand prize. "I think you should fuck me in the kitchen," she whispers against his lips; letting her gently brush over him. He wasn't having it though, he didn't want her at this moment in time. He didn't think he would ever cum if they tried to have sex.

"Diana I really couldn't do it again." She pouts a bit, but Nicholas pushes her aside. "Now do you want a ride home or not?" Diana stands up, lifting herself a little bit by the elbow. Diana tipped her head a tad and thought for a few moments before saying.

"I don't like Peggy which is why I don't want to attend. You need to ask Joseph if you want any more details." Nicholas' eyes flicker quickly to her before he lets them stare at the ceiling.

"Joseph came over last night a few hours before you came over." Nicholas leans over to his bedside table and takes a big gulp of water before carrying on and saying. "He mentioned that you guys used to hang out, you got attached and he didn't then you flew into a fit when he started dating Peggy." Diana falls back on the pillow and shrugs her shoulders before blowing her hair out of her face.

"That is not how I would phrase the situation, but I guess that is the jest of it." She climbed on top of him, still naked, and lowered herself to kiss him to avoid a proper and meaningful conversation. While Diana tried her best to get him to start feeling her up, he kept his hand firmly on her waist while letting her kiss.

"I really can't do it again." There was a slight smirk across her face. In all honesty, she couldn't do it again, but she wasn't about to admit that to him. "Like if you want to just play with my dick and fool around I am all for that." Diana tilted her head a bit and moved up his chest only to place herself above his face. She didn't exactly allow him to turn her down, instead, she positioned herself correctly and held onto the headboard for good measure. Moving her hips a bit, he grabbed hold of her thighs and brought her as close to him as she could. She arched her back as his tongue tried to dive deeper.

After a few minutes, Diana removed herself from him and sat down next to him. She then stood up and started to look for her clothes, but Nicolas saw right through her and pulled her close, only for her to say.

"I think I should leave."

"Diana it is fine. I don't care that the only reason you slept with me was to get back at him." She looks over her shoulder and he reaches out to her letting his finger go down her back. She holds his gaze. He lay there in complete control of the situation and that is when her barrier and wall finally broke down and a tear fell on her face.

Nicholas was a lot of things but he wasn't a dick; he wasn't an asshole. He may sleep with far too many women, but he wasn't about to let a girl cry in his bed without trying his best to cheer her up.

Diana tried her finest to wipe the tears from her eyes so that he wouldn't see. However, he had already sat up and was holding her face in his hand. He didn't try and make a move he just ran his finger under her eye. She looked down not wanting to catch his eye, not wanting him to see her like this. He however pulled her close to his chest and she could hear his heart beating quietly. Falling back down onto the pillow, the two stayed like this for a few minutes. They were not saying anything to one another just listening to each other breathing.

This was the moment that Diana had become more vulnerable than ever before. It wasn't that crying made you weak or anything like that, but it was the moment that she concluded that no matter how hard she tried to run away from how she felt it always came back to her crying and using sex to feel just a little bit better.

He didn't say anything to her, he didn't feel like there were any words he could say to her. This would make her feel better about how her life was turning out. So they stayed close, Nicholas' arm loosely wrapped around her waist and while she did her part not to give in to her emotions that were never meant to happen. So while Diana was a long way from perfection, she couldn't help but think that this moment was the closest she had been to perfection in a long time.