Unwrapped
by
Kelsen Jacobs
An Erotic Single
Published by Kelsen Jacobs
Copyright© 2011 All rights reserved
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Unwrapped
Derrick couldn't believe they'd had another argument.
Argument. It was a fight plain and simple, and as always about her job.
It was the week before Christmas and Nikki had come over for dinner on one of her nights off from the club. Everything was going fine; they were talking, laughing, feeding one another from the others plate when she mentioned an offer to perform for a private New Year's party.
Nikki had been dancing at the club when they met. Derrick wasn't crazy about it, but she was good and loved to dance. At the club , Derrick knew the bouncers enforced the “no touching” rule. Someone's private home, estate apparently, became a whole different situation.
He didn't handle it well.
She told him she hadn't accepted yet and Derrick made the mistake of trying to decide for her.
The slamming of the front door and the sound of her tires in the drive still echo in his ears. Derrick stares at the table and dishes before him and with a low sigh begins to clean up.
A couple of hours later, Nikki let herself back in, her arms full of wrapped gifts and a special surprise for him. Setting the packages by the over sized ottoman Derrick keeps by the fireplace, she steps silently into the kitchen, finding him still inside and leaning over the sink. His eyes stare aimlessly out the darkened window, not able to see the yard, just some random shadows when the wind stirs.
Nikki places her hand on Derrick's broad sculpted back, her slim fingers spreading as she glides them down the tense muscles and stops at the small of it.
Derrick finishes cleaning the kitchen from their meal, the conversation replaying over and over in his mind. He stiffens for a moment at the hand on his back, neck going taut. He tosses the dishtowel across the sink before turning slowly to see her face.
Nikki offers him a timid smile, seeking his eyes before they can travel over her attire or more importantly, lack of it. She was wrapped with a wide satin red ribbon, tastefully clinging to her curves and obscuring her most intimate parts. A small Christmas bow has been tied artfully around her neck, the ends dangling into the hollow of her breasts.
Derrick takes his time as he looks her over slowly, his eyes never giving any betrayal of his mood. Pacing about her as she stands before him, his head cants with a curious angle, dark hazel eyes finally moving back to meet her emerald ones, before his voice broke the silence.
"It isn't Christmas yet." Derrick's face is still a mask, giving no hint of pleasure or anger.
"It is to me," Nikki barely utters, as if his pride might have him reject the peace offering.
He moves the couple of steps to her, wrapping his strong arms about her in a fierce hug. Nikki clutches him tightly, a soft smile of wonderment blossoming on her lips, squeezing his lean body to hers for as long as he allows. Derrick just holds her, his arms like steel bands as his cheek rests on the soft expanse of her strawberry blond hair.
Nikki lifts her head so he can see her face. "You weren't really thinking I wouldn't come back were you?"
Derrick looks back at her, his eyes warm and expressive, while his lips tilt in a wry smile. "No not really. What bothered me Nikki, was how you take off and never stay to talk when you get upset."
“Well you need to trust me Derrick, to make the right decisions. Just as I trust you to. And I plan on proving it to you.” She drops her head with a small nod and lets her cheek rest against the broad expanse of his chest.
Derrick rubs her back tenderly, feeling the silken material of the ribbon winding about her and the knots of unspoken tension.
Nikki gives a small sigh and raises her chin. "Tonight that is my present to you. My trust."
Derrick nods, with a growing sense of arousal and understanding, as he begins to massage the taut clusters along her spine; his fingertips and thumbs kneading and pressing with just the right amount of pressure.
Holding her breath while he sets to work on her muscles, the heat generating out from more than just the pleasure of his hands, Nikki lets the air escape her lips.
"Should I put this present in the bedroom?" she asks, trying to step away from his embrace with his breath warm against her ear.
He whispers, "Not yet."
Continuing the sensual exploration of her muscles, inching down her spine to the small of her back and pressing her pelvis to his. Nikki looks into his eyes as he molds her against him.
"Being a dancer can wear you out some days." Derrick gives a slow nod, thinking some nights it's tiring not just for her. "Put my present by the tree and I'll meet you there in a moment."
She brightens with a joyful smile as he finally lets her step away, hurrying to the fireplace and the Christmas tree, her pert ass swaying and teasing him within its silken wrap.
Nikki sits on her knees, legs spread slightly, resting back on her heels to look up at the tree with a wistful smile.
Derrick wanders through the space and into the bathroom for a few moments, before returning with a large fluffy towel and a small bottle in his hand. As he angles close to the tree and her line of sight, Nikki can see the firm toned lines of his naked form highlighted by the fireplace. Derrick lays the towel on the floor, kneeling next to her and sets aside the bottle in his hand. Turning to look over her shoulder at Derrick, Nikki shifts to face him as his fingers begin undoing the bow at her neck. Deft fingers tugging at the ends, causing the bow to unravel and fall away. Derrick unwinds the ribbon slowly and drapes the silken material across her skin, dragging it tantalizingly across the swell of her full breasts.
The ribbon held tight in his hands, he brushes it across her nipples, his fingertips aiding as they graze the outside of her hardening tips, working his way down to her thighs. Grabbing the two ends, Derrick runs the silken band back and forth across her sex, stroking it between her spread legs, the crimson ribbon caressing her moistening slit. His hands barely touch her at all, keeping the material between them and her flesh.
Nikki bites her lip with a slight whimper, as he teases her flesh with the soft wrapping, her nipples straining in the ribbon's wake. Stirring her hips when he saws across her already puffy lips, Nikki smiles as her eyes lower, watching the color darken from her wetness.
When she is completely naked, he casts his gaze over to the towel and then back to her, with a slow sensual smile. "Lay down on your stomach, baby."
Crawling the couple of feet to the towel, Nikki lays down on her stomach, her feet rubbing against each other as she gets comfortable.
Taking the bottle in his hand and pouring some lotion in the cup of his palm, Derrick sets the bottle near her head. Its label read "Warming Sensual Massage Lotion". Spreading the liquid across his fingers, Derrick kneels beside her and begins a deep massage of her shoulders.
“Here's one of your presents early too,” his deep rich tones coming close as he leans above her.
Gasping as his hands work their magic on her oh so tight shoulders, Nikki glances back and up from her prone position before dropping her head, arms crossing, cradling her cheek upon them. It takes a while for her shoulders to unclench from the tension of their earlier argument and relax under his delightful ministrations.
Derrick's spread fingers glide over her back, the lotion heating her muscles in a very pleasant way. Rubbing along her spine and back up to her shoulders, his thumbs press to her neck and make small strong circles into the knots there.
Nikki closes her eyes, loving the tender care he is displaying and trusting him completely. Her muscles roll, all squishy like, under his fingers as she slowly settles into him touching her.
Adding more lotion, Derrick straddles her legs, working on the small of her back and kneading the muscles of her pert dancer's bottom. Nikki moans a slight sound, under the soft lights of the Christmas tree, at her supple globes being squeezed in a very erotic manner. She flexes and cracks her toes, making it a point to draw in tidal breaths of cleansing air, instead of holding it from the delicious sensations spreading from her flesh.
Derrick stretches along her body, rubbing his way up her back and then over and down the side of her lithe form, massaging into the curve of her breasts. His fingers slide forward and under slightly to tease down her stomach. Repeats the gesture, stroking the oh so sensitive skin that he craves, strong fingers gliding from posterior to breasts and back again. Lifting her head slightly, she blinks as his hands work from her tingling breasts out to her melting bottom. Nikki's eyes are half lidded and she gives him a tender loving smile, the enjoyment of his spoiling written across her features. As well, the warm glow of desire being sparked there.
Derrick's face is a study of concentration, as he looks to her and then begins kneading the lascivious globes of her ass. Spreading her cheeks and then pressing them together and causing her to rub her legs and squeeze her labia slightly. Her muscles tense against his touch, but only for a moment as the warmth seems to soak in, emanating from his wonderful massage. Laying her head back down, body shifting unconsciously underneath the pleasure his touch evokes, arching her bottom higher to remain in his grasp. Hands mince down the back of her thighs, fingers and thumb pressing and massaging the length of her long dancer's legs, moving his body down to her feet. Palms press and roll across her heel, so sore from the long nights at the club.
A low, long sigh of delight and pleasure leaves her body deflated on the towel. Her other slim foot is worshiped in the same manner with Nikki purring like a sated kitten being petted and loved by its owner. Powerful hands massage her calves and knead their way back to the smooth texture of her thighs. Fingers slide between the press of supple curves and just barely brush her slit. Derrick looks at her blissful face and smiles softly.
"Does it feel good Nikki?"
She can barely lift up her head to nod, lips curled in an oh so seductive smile. "Oh yes, I am pretty useless now."
He takes the bottle and moistens his hands again.
"You forgot the sensual part of the label." Derrick applies the lotion to the inside of her thighs and this time those talented fingers are most definitely upon her glistening sex. The massage lotion warms her nether lips, causing them to puff with arousal.
Nikki bites her lip, feeling him explore her, the muscles tensing in her lower back but in a very good way this time.
"You mean it just now became a sensual massage?" she teases him, her voice adding a slight quiver as he parts her with his fingers.
Spreading the warmth of the lotion along her pouty lips, his other hand massages into her back again, using his thumb on the knots with just the right pressure. Breath catches at the teasing of her warmed slit, groaning as his thumb works at the taut muscles. Her legs rub lightly beneath his thighs, hips shifting and rolling against the towel. Derrick's strong hands part her legs wider as that lean masculine body kneels between her ankles. Stretching forward and massaging her legs from her ankles up to her ass.
"Maybe my focus wasn't so much sensual, just pleasure." A decidedly scoffing chuckle greets the statement and she smirks to herself.
“Yours or mine?” Musky breath is against her skin and his fingers clamp on her flesh pinning her down before she feels his tongue caress her slit.
Nikki moans as he works on the tight muscles in her legs, losing it when his warm tongue follows the wet trail of her slit, the moan becomes a loud sensual growl that fills the room. Parting her tender lips with his fingers, his tongue laps along her folds and he strokes them with passion from bottom to top.
Her body clenches and fingers grip at the towel, twisting her torso to look back down at him, seeing his dark wavy hair and strong features pretty much buried between her thighs. Pressing his face into her, his tongue thrusts into the wet embrace and wiggles up and down. His nose nudges that sensitive crease of flesh between her opening and her rosebud. Nikki makes small short gasps and whimpers, her restless body tensing and flexing around his shoulders.
Derrick grins, looking up to her and moves forward slightly as she feels his teeth graze the globe of her ass and bite playfully at the skin.
She yelps and then giggles, her knee bending as she curls her leg back, smacking him with the top of her foot on his broad shoulder.
"Someone said this was my present. I get to play with it however I like." He arches her body slightly, his palm moving past her hips and pressing her pelvic just above her sex. Thrusting his tongue back into her pussy before he begins to lap and suck at her juices. Lowering the angle of his chin to stroke over her clit and then diving back into her moist canal. Nikki whimpers, fidgeting under his oral assault, her hands gripping and pulling at the wool of the towel.
"Fuck, you're going to make me come." Her restless legs move, kicking and bucking as they spread around the face and lips feasting on her like a hungry wolf.
Derrick's hands tighten on her legs, pinning them in place and drops his jaw open wider. His tongue rakes over her now swollen clit, dragging up over the bundle of screaming nerves, darting into her and back again, over and over in a litany of lust.
Her moans are loud and coming one after another with gasps for air between, as her pleasure quickens, spreading from his tongue and up to her tingling nipples. Beyond pleasured, as his tongue curls over her clitoris and delves into her wet depths. Her body trembles and legs constrict beneath him, growling deep as an orgasm erupts beneath his tongue.
“Ohhh, Derrick!" Crying out as he clamps his mouth on her, sucking her juices across his pallet as she comes.
His hand under her, lifting her hips higher as his tongue circles about her clit and presses against it to ride her orgasm, stretching out that moment of blinding ecstasy Her body jerks in rogue spasms, moaning as his lips and tongue lap loudly in her ears. Her own voice strained, feeling the juices drip from her.
Derrick finally pulls his mouth free and kisses his way up her back, his lips light and brushing over her warm skin. Laying atop her spent body, she feels his hard cock nestle in the crack of her ass and it rubs against her slowly. Another sharp gasp turns into a soft exotic sigh as his hard sculpted body hovers over her, eyes nearly rolling back into her head at the immediate and intense reaction.
"Oh, god." She mumbles to herself as Derrick leans down and whispers in her ear.
"Do you want me to take you?" Rolling his hips, as his rigid length now slaps and drags across her still dripping pussy.
She nods at him, her body erupting in goose bumps, her back tensing at his closeness, she almost can't bear it, it feels so good.
Lifting a piece of the ribbon and tearing it into a smaller strip, he licks along her jawline, kissing it and working down to graze his teeth on her shoulder.
"Tell me." His intense eyes look to her, darker than before and smolder with a barely contained need, turning her body so he can see her face.
"Yes, I want you Derrick."
He smiles and a broad piece of the ribbon goes about her eyes, blindfolding her.
"Just feel it. Trust me." Pressing her into the floor as he lifts her hips and nudges her opening with the flared head of his desire.
She nods at him, as fingers touch the ribbon covering her eyes. She moves her knees to lift her hips, rising to meet him as he leans forward along her back. Taking her arms and stretching them before her, above her head, Derrick ties her wrists together with another torn length of ribbon. Strong fingers lift her hips, presenting her to him, as he raises up on his knees and presses slowly into her.
Nikki groans, as the thick head splits her tight folds apart, hands linking where they were trapped out above her. Her slick inner wall still amazingly tight after her previous orgasm. The spearing head leads him past her pouty lips and deep into her love canal. He growls at the tight embrace and has to pause as she squeezes his invading length, as if to push him back out. Derrick pulls her back with a sudden grasp to her waist, burying himself to the hilt.
"Ohh god so tight baby." She nods her head where he can see it, her breath lost as the thickness stretches her to the edge of pleasurable pain. She feels him lightly knocking against her clit as he begins that gentle rhythm she was coming to adore. Finds her breath to mew a soft growl, her shoulders tight as he pulls her back onto him, her ass bunching up slightly away from those commanding hips.
The sensual massage, the feel of her orgasm on his lips, had Derrick rigid as steel and stretching the skin so tight, that every ridge is inflamed. Derrick's shaft is on fire and he begins to rock on his heels and stroke into her with deep long thrusts. Moaning loud now, breasts grinding into the plush towel, Nikki tilts her pelvis giving him deeper penetration. Her bound hands grasp each other, as he plows into her with such force, his need to claim her and make her his overwhelming. Firm hands stretch under her and tickle her breasts, the fingertips just grazing the straining tips of her nipples. His voice is a deep feral growl and he rolls his hips on each thrust, jarring her and filling the room with the sounds of flesh meeting flesh.
Nikki's voice rises loudly between her heavy pants, taking him fully inside, deeper than anything they've done so far. His hips slap sharply at the flesh of her ass and his damned balls tease at her clit with their incessant knocking. She growls, flexing the ribbon bound around her wrists, wanting to lift on her hands and thrust with her whole being back into his fierce taking of her. Her ass and breasts bounce and sway from the impacts of his body.
Derrick's hands fall on her hips, grasping tight enough to leave love bruises in the morning. He holds her body immobile, breath gasping and his fingers curl over her flesh with his tension. Taking her like some creature in heat, his hips buck in short, sharp insistent thrusts. Thick cock impaling her faster and faster, unable to move away as he takes her to the hilt, her labia bruised by his base, his flared head seems to hammer at her womb.
"Yes, damn. I, Nikki!"
"God, Derrick. Yes there. Derrickkk!" She growls back at him, her battered ass taking him, the grinding pelvis at her clit, entices a twitching orgasm that quickly builds to a crescendo of unspeakable pleasure. Her walls pulse around his shaft, squeezing it tight, shoulder blades drawn together with a shudder as her head falls back.
"Ohhh damn," she groans, panting with a shivering breathless release, overcome with the shattered feelings he elicits from her body.
As she comes about his thrusting shaft, Derrick's back arches up, hips slamming into her, as a strangled cry rips from his throat. Pressing forward, swelling against her quaking walls, stretching her impossibly tight as he lays atop her, coming inside. His breath hot on her ear, as his voice is a raspy thrum of love and passion.
"Nikk, Nikk, Yes. Nikki!" Pins her legs together, trapping that burning rod deep inside, as he flexes and pulses within that tight embrace as she ripples in waves, milking him. Their hips jerk as one till both are spent, lowering her head to the ground and collapsing beneath him. Her bound hands stretch before her, uncurling from the fists they had become. Lips part as she pants, blanketed by his body.
Derrick tugs free the blindfold and looks down at her, those dark eyes shadowed with tumbled emotions and spent passion. He lays across her as he kisses the corner of her mouth.
"Merry Christmas love." Nikki smiles up at him leaning her head back into his, not quiet able to reach his lips.
"That was amazing.” Reaching forward, gentle fingers untie her wrists and then he slowly eases from her, semi hard length flopping out as he rolls to his side beside her.
Giving a slow satiated stretch Nikki rolls onto her side, a hand propping up her head while the other rests on the center of his chest.
"I loved it. I love you." Derrick's chest heaves, his heart pounding under her pleasant touch. He searches her face and then smiles as he cups her cheek, grazing her lips with his thumb. Nikki sucks the thumb between her warm lips and circles it with her tongue. Pulls her lips away slowly and smiles a very knowing and wicked grin.
"That was hot." Her voice low and almost sleepy from the intense love making session.
Derrick grins and even feels a warm flush on his handsome cheeks. "I've never done that before, the tying and blindfold. You brought that out in me. You make me hot."
Nikki's face lights up with a genuine smile and indulges his lips with another passionate kiss, his words and love inflame her.
Derrick moans into the kiss and clutches her body to his, as his tongue dances over hers. A shared hunger of just wanting to capture this feeling. She finally releases his lips so they both can breath and offers an impish and mischievous smile.
“Should've given you your Christmas present sooner.” Those strong safe arms cross about her back and commanding fingers entangle in her hair, pushing her face back in for another fiery kiss, his lips full and almost bruising on hers. Nikki groans beneath his lips, doing her best to keep up with his need, warm tits tingle once more, as they lay across his chest.
Derrick eases up and set her lips free but keeps their faces close and smiles into her eyes.
"Just wait till you see what I got you."
Please contact the author at kelsenjacobs@gmail.com
Be sure to see the rest of the Written Temptations series:
Book One, Novel Desires
Book Two, Sinful Symmetry