Lightning flashed through the windows as Marcy arched her back in pleasure. She raked her nails up Nick's back as he thrusted his large, pulsating member inside of her.
"Ooooh Nick," she moaned. "Oooh fuck me harder!"
Nick pushed himself deeper inside of her. He let out a loud moan as Marcy's walls began to tighten around him. Marcy breathed in deeply as she followed his rhythm with her hips. She let out a loud gasp as she felt herself reach her peak.
"Oooh! I'm cumming!" she shouted as she felt her warm juices spill out of her womanhood.
Marcy reached her lips up to Nick's and wrapped her legs around his waist. She slowly sat herself up and gently rolled him over. Marcy straddled her legs over his waist and began to ride him. She twisted her hips around, fulfilling his every pleasure. Nick let out a loud moan of enjoyment. Marcy continued to thrust her hips up and down as Nick moaned loudly. She could feel the strong vibrations from his penis...she knew he was cumming. Nick breathed in rapidly as he was coming closer to his orgasm. A loud clap of thunder sounded, drowning out his loud moans. Nick collapsed onto the bed and breathed in hard breaths...his chest rose and fell as he breathed. Marcy reached down and glided her tongue across her lips. She kissed him lightly and studied his face. Beads of sweat were dripping down his cheeks and bare chest. Marcy rubbed her hands over his broad shoulders and strong arms. Nick shifted his glance to her eyes and laid his hand on her cheek. Their lips were about to meet when Marcy suddenly heard the sound of a loud radio.
Marcy jolted awake to the sound of her alarm clock. She wrinkled her nose and yanked the alarm clock off the night stand, pulling it out of the plug in. She set the alarm clock down on the floor and snuggled back under the covers. She glanced over at Nick's side of the bed...it was empty. Ever since Nick had been away on tour Marcy had been dreaming about her and Nick making love every night. Only the last one was more realistic than most. She ran her hand over his side of the bed...it was cold and empty...exactly the way she felt when he was gone. Marcy grabbed Nick's pillow and wrapped her arms around it. In her mind, she pretended it was Nick's warm body, pressed up against her...the way they woke up every morning...but only when he wasn't on tour. Thunder sounded from outside. The soft pitter patter sound was heard from the ceiling. Marcy let out a sigh as she rolled over and sat up. She pressed her hand up on her head and she felt the headache from her hangover pound through her skull. She knew the numbness from the alcohol wouldn't last long, but she had no other way of easing her pain. Marcy wrinkled her forehead as she got out of bed. She staggered her way to the bathroom and dug in the medicine cabinet for some Tylenol PM. She pulled two of them about of the bottle and filled up a Dixie cup with water. She took the two PMs and went back to the bed. Marcy got back under the covers and signed as she listened to the rain. Her heart ached as she heard the rain falling, the thunder clapping loudly, and lightning flashing through the window. She closed her eyes as she remembered the last time she and Nick made love...it was on his private beach behind the house on the night before he left. It was raining that night...the greatest night of her life. Tears came to her eyes as she buried her face into her pillow. She let out a loud sigh then drifted off to sleep.
The day had passed and night had taken over. After laying around the house all day, Marcy decided it was time to take a shower. Marcy stood in the shower and let the hot, steamy water fall over her body. The steam filled the shower as she closed her eyes and remembered the last time she and Nick were in the shower together. She remembered everything about that night. The touch of his lips, the linger of kisses, the sound of his voice, everything about him clung to her like a magnet. Her heart sunk down as she remembered him confessing to her that she couldn't go on tour with him. His management had made strict orders to not bringing girlfriends with them on tour this year. Her body ached as she longed for his touch. Marcy finished her shower and stepped out. She changed into her pajamas and laid down on the cold, empty bed. She sighed and settled herself under the covers. She closed her eyes and soon she drifted off to sleep. During her sleep she began to dream about her and Nick making love on the beach. Marcy rolled around the bed and called Nick's name into the darkness. Marcy rolled back over on her back and panted as if Nick were really there. Her hand slowly crept between her legs. She slowly inserted her finger into her fold and began to finger herself. She moaned softly as she continued to dream...not aware that Nick was standing at the door. Marcy breathed in heavily as she felt her walls tightened around her finger. She let out a whimper as she felt her orgasm stop...not knowing that Nick had climbed onto the bed and pulled her hand away from in between her legs. Marcy let out a sigh or relief as she felt Nick insert his hard, pulsating dick inside of her.
"Oooooh Nick!" she called. "Go faster!"
Nick thrusted his hips up against her. He let out soft moans as he felt her tighten up around him. Nick panted with ecstasy as he planted butterfly kisses across her neck. Marcy let out a loud moan as she moved up closer to him. She arched her back as she felt herself come to her orgasm.
"Ooooh! Ooooh! Oooh!" Marcy called. "Oooh Nick!"
Nick pumped himself harder and gasped as he felt his dick become rock hard....ready to spill out at any moment. "Oooh shit!" Nick shouted as he felt himself cum into Marcy. He let out another loud moan and he let out a sigh of relief.
Marcy breathed in heavily then opened her eyes. She looked at Nick in shock and sat up. "Nick?"
Nick smiled and held her close. "Hey baby," he whispered.
"What are you doing here? I thought you weren't coming home until the end of the week."
"I came home early," he said as he climbed off of her and laid down on the other side of the bed.
"Oh...," Marcy drifted off. "Did we just..."
Nick chuckled and nodded. "You look like you needed and extra hand."
Marcy giggled in embarrassment. "I guess I missed you a little much."
Nick smiled and held her close to him. "I guess I did too. You looked so tempting, I couldn't help myself."
Marcy rolled over and faced him. She planted a soft kiss on his lips. "I love you," she whispered.
"I love you too," Nick replied. "I always will. And next time we go on tour...I don't care what my mangers say, you're coming with me."
Marcy smiled and laid her head on his chest. She closed her eyes and relaxed as Nick ran his fingers through her hair. She could feel the vibrations in his chest as he softly hummed the tune to the Journey song "Faithfully." Marcy smiled and soon drifted off to sleep in the security of Nick's arms.
