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The party was dying down. God what a night. What a party. All his friends were there, me included.

We hadn't known each other long. A few months actually. It was rather funny how we met. I was clubbing with friends and so was he. Nick spilled his drink on me. I chewed him out for ruining my good pair of leather pants. I knew who he was, but hell if I cared. He apologized profusely until I let him off the hook after we agreed that he would buy my drinks for the remainder of the night. And so he did, on his best bahavior too.

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So most everyone left, but about 10 people. Everyone was drunk or buzzed. Couples started vacating the room, leaving us singles alone, which meant 4 of us. 3 guys and me. Yikes.

His two best friends sat in their chairs yawning like crazy. "Ok Nick, I'm going to bed... one hell of a party!" One mumbled as he left to go to his room. Nick could only smile. He was drunk, but not too bad.

The other friend got up too, wobbling slightly and laughing. "Me too man. See ya in the morning... or whenever." He too left.

Nick just lifted his hand in a small wave. I stood and stretched. I wasn't really that tired but I felt kinda wierd being there alone with him. I wasn't very close to him. Sure he was hot but he was my friend. "Noooo you can't go yet. I'll be all alone."

"Nick..."

"Pleeeeeease. I ain't tired. I don't wanna go to bed yet." He was whiney when he was drunk.

"Fine, I'll stay but you keep your drinks to yourself."

He giggled. "Ok, promise. I want more alcamahol though. Let's order some!"

"Dude just no. We don't need anymore." I stumbled over to the chair and fell into it. "See!"

He was rolling with laughter. His laugh was contagious and before I knew it, I was laughing hysterically. "I wanna hear music!" He proclaimed. He rolled off his chair and made his way to the stereo. "Let's see whats in here." He pushed play and 'Help Me' boomed through the hotel suite. I busted out laughing as he tried so hard to turn it off, but he couldn't for some reason. "Screw it."

He turned and faced me then tried so hard to sing to it, over-exaggerating everything. We took turns singing loudly as the songs progressed. Watching him dance and gyrate was doing things to me, along with the drinks.

He slumped down on the floor after 'Do I Have To Cry For You?' ended. "I ain't dancing to this one man!" He screamed as 'Girls In The USA' came on next.

"Fine I will then." I bounced up, only to sway and try to regain myself. Nick giggled at me. The beat of the song reminded me off something a stripper would dance to. Whoa, great idea!!!

Nick sat up against the stereo stand waiting for me to start dancing. My body moved on it's own to the music. My hips rocked to the drums. My hands began roaming my body. My eyes closed as I mouthed the words. I re-opened them to see Nick staring at me, mouth open, eyes wide. I sank to my hands and knees, crawling over to him. He adjusted himself so his legs were in front of him and I straddled his legs, grinding against him.

So completely lost in the song and still feeling the effects of all the liquor, I didn't really realize what I was doing. Slowly I lifted my top off and draped it over his head. I remained on his legs as my hips continued to move and sway.

His eyes remained locked on me. He felt himself growing hard watching me dance to his song. Slowly his hands raised and rested on my hips. He pulled me closer to him, so now I was sitting on his upper thighs. My head fell back still feeling the drums. His hands wandered up my sides and lifted my arms above my head. I reached to hold onto the stereo stand behind him.

I placed my hands behind him and leaned closer to him, feeling his hands roam my back. The song ended and began again. The beat just pounded through my head. I concentrated on nothing but the drums. I was oblivious to everything. My hips rocked and swayed against Nick.

I think he felt the beat too, as his body began to move against mine. He took my arms and wrapped them around his neck. His arms slid around my waist and he stood. My legs instictively went around his waist. Our eyes locked. Before we knew what hit us, we were swept up in a passionate kiss. Tongues entertiwned. Soft moans escaped both our throats. Bodies pressed together.

He moved to the sofa and sat me on the back. Our mouths never left the other, but only for air. My hands frantically tugged his shirt off only to be met by his white undershirt. Damnit. Again, that too came off fast. As quickly as that was off, I worked on his belt.

His hands softly roamed my sides and back. Slowly they unhooked my bra and pulled it from my body. My breasts became engulfed by his hands. Kneading and massaging. Tugging on the nipples so slightly. His right hand came around my back, as he leaned me away from his body. Our kiss broke and his wonderful mouth moved to my left breast. Sucking furiously, nipping gently. My head dropped back. My hands held onto his biceps, rubbing gently.

His mouth moved to the right breast giving it the same treatment. I was in pure heaven. I never knew such pleasure. My hands finally got his belt and jeans open. I don't even know how I managed that. I pushed his jeans over his hips and they fell to the ground. He kicked out of them and stood up, looking back into my eyes.

"Are you sure about this?" We were both completely sober now.

"Nick, please..." I whimpered. He leaned me back onto the couch and moved so he was over me. He hovered over me searching my eyes for something.

"Ok Ria." He stood and removed his boxers. My eyes closed in anticipation. He then undid my jeans and lowered them down my legs along with my panties.

Something inside of me took over and I stood from the couch facing him. I slid my arms around his neck and kissed him with everything I had. He picked me up and my legs again went around his waist. He moaned when he felt how wet I already was. Ready for him.

"Do it Nick. Please. Now." My voice was hoarse and deep.

He slammed my back against the wall and thrust hard into me. I moaned loudly. He must have known I liked it rough. Maybe intuition. We began to kiss furiously as he pounded into me. His hands held under my ass as I supported myself on his shoulders.

I quickly felt myself beginning to tense. I could tell he was almost there too. His grunts and moans told me so. I broke away from the kiss. "Come on Nick. I'm almost there." I breathed my encouragement.

His eyes squeezed shut as he continued hard and fast. My fingers stroked his neck by his hairline. A few more thrusts and he finally emptied himself inside me. I came shortly after, both of us screamed the others name.

My legs released from his waist, sore from holding him so tight. He still remained inside me, his face buried in the crook of my neck. I stroked his back, helping him calm down. Just then his legs gave out and we tumbled to the ground. Both of us giggled and moved to our backs staring up at the ceiling.

"Ria?"

"Hmm?" I turned to face him.

"Are you ok?" I nodded. "Well I ask cause... um.. well look." He pointed at the wall. I bursted out laughing. Somehow during our round of sex, we, well I, managed to put a dent in the wall.

"Wow, I'll probably feel it soon as everything wears off."

"Well in that case I say we keep going. Ya know so the pain doesn't start soon." He shrugged.

"I agree." With that I crawled on him. "So the standing up was fun. What should we try next? Tub, patio, 69..?

He grabbed my body and pulled it against him. "All of it."

The kissing lasted a good 5 minutes before either of us moved. I stood and helped him up. "Come on." I walked out onto the enormous patio.

"Uh, Ria. We're both naked and thats outside." He stood in the doorway covering himself.

"Ya and that makes it more exciting." I took his hand and pulled him out there. "Who cares if anyone sees us. Let them have some fun while we are too." I grabbed his ass and pushed him against me. "Oh well look at that. Someone does like this." He grinned and kissed me again.

He backed up onto a lounge chair and sat while I straddled him. I pushed him back so he was layed and lifted myself up, immediately pushing back down onto him. We both groaned at the feeling of him filling me completely. I didn't waste any time and began riding him fast. His hands reached up massaging my breasts then slid down to my hips, guiding me.

His left hand moved around to the front of me and began rubbing my clit. My head dropped back and I screamed. His touch sent wave after wave of pleasure through my body. My body gave out and collapsed against his. His arms went around me, helping me calm this time.

After a few minutes, I realized Nick fell asleep. Poor thing. I slowly detached from his body and went back inside to find a blanket. I returned to find him still asleep so I laid back down on him, and covered us up. His arms went back around me and he sighed. I figured a few hours of sleep should be enough, then back for round three. I too soon fell asleep under the stars.

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A while later I woke to hear light snoring. I smiled at Nick as he laid there sound asleep. I slipped down his body some and began teasing his chest and stomach with my tongue and lips. His light snoring turned into moans as he woke with a start.

"Wha.. Ria?"

My head peaked out from the blanket. "I was getting bored." I disappeared back under the blanket and moved further down his body. Nicks head fell back to the chair as I took him in my mouth. It didn't take long for him to cum as he hadn't gotten his release in our last round.

"Good God, where did you learn to do that with your mouth?"

"Just a trade secret... can't tell you that." I noticed him yawn. "You tired?"

"Nah, I'm good. I just didn't get a chance to wake up fully cause of SOMEONE." He looked off to the side. "Ria, look."

I looked off to where he was and saw the sun rising over the horizon. We sat in silence until the sun was completely up. His arms were wrapped around me and my head rested on his chest, the blanket still covered us.

"I need a shower. Join me?"

I nodded and went to get up. He pulled me back down to him and kissed me. Not like any we had shared before, but this one was soft and sweet. Almost romantic.

I stood and pulled him up with me. He wrapped the blanket around himself then took me so my back was against his chest and he wrapped the blanket around me as well. We walked like that into the bathroom where he dropped the towel and turned on the water. He sat on the side of the tub and felt the water until it was to his liking and pull the knob to turn on the shower.

He pushed the shower curtain back and stepped in, offering his hand to me and helped me in. The hot water felt good against my cool skin. I stepped under the spray and allowed myself to get soaked. I moved so Nick could do the same. He smirked and kept me under the water with him. His hands moved up to cup my face and kissed me like we had just shared outside. Water ran down our faces as our mouths remained locked.

He broke the kiss and backed me to the wall. I giggled thinking about the last wall I was backed up against. He sunk to his knees in front of me. My eyes went wide with aniticipation. His hands lifted my left leg over his right shoulder. I watched as his tongue snaked out of his mouth and lavished my thigh. My head fell back as he came in contact with my clit. One touch of his tongue, shockwaves ripped through me.

He slowly tortured me. I wanted to scream at the sensations he was giving me. He nipped, licked and sucked me to another mind-blowing orgasm. I thought he would let up, but no he kept going. I reached up and held onto the towel bar on the wall and my other leg went over his left shoulder. My next orgasm quickly approached. With one last nip, I felt that rush yet again.

He slowly lowered me to the floor of the shower and knelt in front of me. It took me longer to recover and finally open my eyes. I was met with his blue eyes sparkling and his mouth grinning.

"God, Nick. Where the hell did you learn that?"

"Trade secret... can't tell ya." He giggled after repeating the same words I said to him earlier. "Come on, let's get cleaned up, I'm tired."

He helped me to my feet and we washed ourselves and each other until the water went cold. I turned off the water as Nick exited the shower. There were 2 fluffy robes hanging on the back of the door. He grabbed one for himself and handed me the other as I stepped out of the shower. We both wrapped ourselves up in silence. I ran my fingers through my hair trying to detangle it.

"Come on." Nick tugged my hands out of my hair and pulled me into the bedroom of the suite. Making his way to the bed, he flipped off all the lights and closed the curtains making the room almost pitch-black. He pulled back the covers of the bed and undid his robe, letting it fall to the floor. I watched him climb into bed and open the other side for me. "Are you coming to bed?"

"Sure." I smiled and began to climb in.

"Uh no, take off the robe." He grinned.

I just smirked back. His eyes watched as best he could in the dark as I dropped the robe from my body. I crawled in next to him facing him, but not touching. We layed in silence for a few moments until he finally spoke.

"Come here, closer to me." I scooted a bit. He laughed. "Closer." More scooting. He eventually pulled me so I was laying right up next to him, my upper body on his and my arm over his chest. His arms wrapped around me. "Go to sleep." He whispered before he quickly fell into slumber.

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The next morning I woke feeling the affects of the previous night. My body was sore, my back ached from the wall. I chuckled quietly. I rolled over to see Nick still asleep. Hair all a mess, sticking out in all directions. Mouth slightly open with that faint snore coming out. Sometime in the night he must have gotten hot as all the blankets were off him and he lay sprawled out, completely naked. I smiled at the sight and at the memories.

Yea, Nick was my friend and we had an amazing night of sex, but I don't think it will progress any further then this. If it does, great. If not, no biggie. I don't know if I want it to progress. I would hate to be one of the many heart-broken ex's. So for now, I'll settle with being the friend/occasinal fuck buddy. Best of both worlds.

I heard movement next to me and looked as Nicks one eye opened, squniting at the light. "God, what time is it?" His hoarse voice croaked. It was apparent he was feeling his hangover.

"2:17pm. Go back to sleep." I leaned over and kissed his forehead.

He yawned. "No I need to get up. God my head hurts I don't wanna open my eyes." He rubbed his eyes and coughed.

"Nick are you ok? You don't sound too good. Lemme get you some aspirin and water." I got out of bed and tracked to the bathroom.

"Coffee too." He sniffled. I hope he wasn't getting sick.

I returned with the aspirin and water. "Here sit up and take this. I'll call room service and order some breakfast." He did, but quickly laid back down. I felt his forehead and it was a little warm. "Nick, I think you're getting sick." I reached down and grabbed his robe, wrapping myself in it.

"Nooo I can't get sick. I'm cold." He began shivering. I quickly covered him with the sheet and bedspread. I called room service ordering coffee, juices and toast.

"This sucks, a hangover on top of getting sick." He finally had both eyes open and looked at me. "Ria... are you ok?"

I smiled. "Yea my backs a little sore, but I'll live. You better not get me sick though or I'll kick your ass." I covered my mouth and laughed.

"No seriously, come here." I moved and laid next to him. "Are we ok? I mean.. I think.."

"Nick, don't worry about it. Last night was fun but I'm not looking for anything. We can deffinately do this again if you choose, but as far as a relationship.. I like being your friend."

"Thanks, Ria. I was really worried this would ruin things with us. And yes we deffiantely have to do that again. Once I'm better that is." He began coughing and someone knocked at the door.

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And so it went on. Nick and I remained friends, occasionally hooking up when we needed it. It stopped when either of us were dating someone. It worked, we dealt with it just fine.

Dedicated to my pal Maria... aka Ria ;)