Shelly sat on her bed, knees drawn up, deep in thought. Her best friend Jo wasn't helping. She needed someone to be there, to understand what she was feeling. Once again, her boyfriend had broken his word, something that happened often. Shelly tried to be understanding. He was, after all, a Backstreet Boy, but it was her birthday. He hadn't called, no card, nothing. She knew what she should be feeling was anger, Jo had told her that over and over again, but all she felt was hurt. In the five months she and Nick has been together, she had falled completely in love, making sacrifices to be with him. Just once she would like him to do the same for her. She looked over at the dresser, the phone sat there silent. She sighed deeply and rolled over, looking at the picture of them on the night table. He was so gorgeous, his smile could light up a room. He captivated her. Shelly cursed him under her breath, shaking her head. "This is pathetic," she said groaning. She sat up quickly and ran a hand through her hair. Quickly, she walked out into the living room and plopped down next to Jo on the sofa, who was watching TV.
"Hey, you finally decide to come out of seclusion?" she asked smiling.
Shelly nodded, popping a piece of popcorn into her mouth. "Jo, you're right. I'm sick of this, of waiting, of coming second, everything. It's over," she stated flatly.
Jo looked at her, shocked. "Shell, you mean that?"
"It's my birthday Jo and he didn't call, nothing. Everytime the phone rings, I think it's him. I want my life back. I hate what I have become," she said, shaking her head.
"And what have you become?"
Shelly sighed. "Exactly what I despise. Another one of his pointless groupies. Just sitting here, waiting on anything from him. I can't do it anymore."
Jo laughed. "Thank God. I think you're waking up."
Shelly smiled. "No, Jo, I have woken up. Fuck him," she said, determined to mean it.
Jo hugged her tightly. "My Shell is back!" she yelled laughing. Shell leaned back against the couch, realizing for the first time that she meant it. It wasn't that she didn't want Nick anymore, it was just she didn't want things the way they were. She knew he would never change.
Four Seasons Hotel, New York:
Nick came out of the shower and quickly threw on some boxers. Laying down on the bed, he flipped on the TV. He briefly watched the news. The show had not gone well tonight. His mike kept shorting out and he seemed to just be out of it. He was glad to get back to the quiet of the room. His mind drifted, thinking of Shelly. He would have given anything to have her here now. He needed to get laid, and well, Shelly was great in bed. He groaned. "Damn it," he said aloud. Today was her birthday and he had forgotten. This was going to take a lot toget out of, but hey, Shelly always forgave him. He loved that about her. No matter how many times he disappointed her, he could always sweet talk her back into his arms. He glanced at the clock. It was after midnight. Oh well, he thought, grabbing the phone. He heard her answer. "Hi there baby. Happy birthday," he said, smiling to himself.
"Nick, it's late," she answered curtly.
"You know I have things to take care of. How was your day?" he asked a little confused. She sounded thouroughtly pissed.
"Shelly was growing more agitated. "Just great. My boyfriend forgot to call and I spent the day home watching TV with Jo," she said sarcastically.
Nick groaned. "Look, I didn't call you so you could hassle me over this. I forgot. You know what it's like," he added, softening his voice a bit.
"Look, Nick, I am tired. I'm going back to bed," she said, surprising herself.
Ususally, he would have melted her by now. "Excuse me? I call to talk to you and you dismiss me," he said angrily.
"Nick, you forgot my birthday, you didn't apologize, and you're being a jerk. Goodnight," she said, about to hang up.
Nick was momentarily stunned. "Shell, come on babygirl. I'll make it up to you, I always do," he said in a low, sexy voice.
Shelly fought hard to resist him. "Nick, that's not good enough," she said softly.
"Well Shell, if that's not good enough for you then maybe we should just end it. I don't need this shit," he said shortly.
"Fine Nick," she said, putting down the phone.
What the hell had just happened? Shelly always forgave him. Granted, he fucked up alot, but she had always taken him back. He slipped down into the bed. He would be going home in a week, that would give her time to cool off and then he would go over and see her. He smiled to himself. She'd come back, didn't she always?
Shelly's house, one week later:
Shelly and Jo sat at the kitchen table eating dinner. The phone rang, breaking their conversation. "I'll get it," Shelly said, heading for the phone. "Hello?"
"Hey there baby girl. I'm back in town. I wanna see you now," Nick said, knowing her answer already.
Shelly smiled to herself. "Nick, it's so good to hear your voice. I'll be right over," she added in her best adoring tone. Jo looked at her in surprise.
"Ok baby, see you in a few," he said, smiling to himself. God, this was too easy!
"Ok Nick, bye," she said, placing the phone down slowly. Suddenly she began laughing
Jo looked at her, wondering what the hell was wrong with her. "Shell, are you going to see him?" she demanded.
Shelly looked up at her. "I sure as hell am and this is something Mr. Know-it-all-Carter will never forget," she added smirking. Jo shook her head, watching her walk out of the room, wondering what she could be up to.
Nick's beach house, an hour later:
Nick heard her car pull in the driveway. He couldn't help the smirk on his face. He wouldn't have to say anything just, get her into the bed and he would once again own her. He opened the door smiling at her. She did look beautiful. The red silk dress she wore clung to her body. His eyes scanned her fully. He couldn't wait to get it off of her. She smiled back at him seductively. She could read his thoughts and knew he couldn't wait to fuck her. He pulled her into his arms, running his hands down her back and squeezing her ass. Shelly inhaled deeply, he smelled so good and damn the faded Levi's he wore fit perfectly. He pulled away long enough to close the door and then pulled her back to him kissing her forcefully. She returned the kiss with as much urgency. Nick definatly knew what to do to make her respond. Walking backwards towards the couch, they tumbled over onto it, still kissing. Nick's hands had found their way under her dress and he was inching it up. He pulled her up tugging it over her head and throwing it to the floor. His eyes running over her hungrily. He couldn't wait to hear her screaming his name. He tore at the clasp on her bra, becoming frustrated ripping it open. Shelly ran her hands under his shirt and pulled it over his head, running her nails down his chest, resting them against his jeans. She rubbed his already hard dick through his jeans. Nick growled in frustration. Unzipping them and tugging them down quickly. Shelly giggled inwardly at his impatience. Seductively, she pulled down his boxers. One thing about Nick, he was impressive in bed.
Kneeling before him, she took his throbbing dick in her hands and ran her tongue over the tip, licking up the precum that oozed from the tip. Nick took in a sharp breath, seeing her on her knees in front of him, knowing what was coming. Slowly she began taking him into her mouth. Nick couldn't stand it. He wanted her to take him completely. He pushed up forcing her to take his length. She obliged, struggling to breath. Nick smiled to himself. This was definately easier than he had imagined. He felt himself nearing his breaking point, her fingers now lightly caressing his balls. He pulled her up to him quickly, removing her black thong back panties in one fluid motion. He pushed her back onto the couch and spread her thighs, kneading them in his hands, his tongue quickly finding her clit. Nick smiled, delighted that she was already wet. His tongue began moving rapidly over her clit. Gently he nipped at it, watching her writhe in pleasure beneath him. He ran his finger over her, parting her lips, following it with his tongue. He slipped his finger inside her making her arch up against him. Nick lapping at her already dripping pussy and his fingers deep inside her was driving her insane. Nick slipped another finger inside her, finger fucking her, matching the rhythm of his assault on her clit. She was moaning and breathing hard now. He had her where he wanted her. "Nick," she begged. He laughed softly, the vibration against her clit bringing her to her release. He slid up her body and kissed her, her juices still present on his tongue.
He had to get inside her, fuck her like never before. His dick was hurting from want. He wanted to hear her beg though. He pulled back. She groaned in frustration. "What's the matter baby?" he asked seductively.
"Nick I want you," she panted.
He smiled at her, "Want me where?" he asked.
"You know where," she answered breathlessly.
"Here?" he asked, moving away lightly touching her pussy with his finger. She moaned in response. "Was that a yes?" he asked kissing her neck.
"Please," she begged.
He pulled back from her looking at her smiling. " Please what?" he asked, knowing exactly what she wanted.
"Nick fuck me now." She answered her eyes totally clouded with desire.
He brought his mouth down on hers roughly and thrust into her, filling her completely. His thrusts deep, rough, making her cry out against his lips. She consumed him, contracting around him tightly. He suddenly pulled away and turned her over pulling her onto her knees. He slammed back into her making her scream. He grabbed onto her hips, holding her firmly in place. He was hitting all the right spots. His pushes deep and hard, his hand wandering to her nipple twisting it between his fingers, the other hand finding her clit, rubbing it softly. Shelly pushed back against him, meeting his every thrust. Nick moved back resting on his heels, bringing her with him. Shelly got off his lap turning to face him, lowering herself back onto his waiting dick. Wrapping her legs around him, her lips found his in a lustful kiss, her hands running through his tangled blonde hair. Nick's thrust's continued, the urgency between them building. Shelly grasped his shoulders and lifted herself almost off of him only to drive herself back down on him forcefully. Nick pushed up driving into her rapidly, bringing them both over the edge, coming at the same moment, screaming out each other's name. Shelly's nails raked down his back, leaving bright red marks in his flesh. Her body was tingling all over. Slowly she kissed Nick and rolled over onto the floor. "Damn that was incredible," he said lying back relaxing, his hands under his head, smiling.
Shelly looked at him. "You really thought so huh?" she asked, smiling coyly at him.
He looked at her and shook his head, "Hell yeah baby. That's what I've missed," he said, his eyes still lingering on her naked body.
Calmly, Shelly looked at him. "Glad you liked it, cause that was the last time," she said standing and gathering her clothes.
Nick sat up. "What the hell are you talking about?" he asked.
She looked at him and pulled her dress over her head. "It's simple really. I don't ever wanna see you again," she said casually.
"What are you still pissed about your birthday?" he asked trying to get a handle on this.
She shook her head. "You're so damn clueless. I'm sick of all this. But I thought since you so enjoyed using me, I'd use you one last time myself. You really are incredible in bed," she added, sliding her panties back into place.
Nick looked at her totally shocked. This couldn't be happening. She wasn't really leaving him. He realized then that he did care for her. He stood up and grabbed his jeans, throwing them on quickly. "Shell come on, I really care about you," he said, walking up behind her.
She laughed. "Yeah okay. Anyway it's been fun. Goodbye Nick," she said, walking to the door. "Wait a minute you can't leave me," he said staring at her.
"Watch me. Oh and Nick, thanks for the orgasm, I'll consider that my birthday present," she said as she walked out the door. Nick stood starring after her. He had just gotten paid back. He realized he cared about her too late and there was nothing he could do about it. What was it his mom always said, something about learning the lesson the hard way? He sat down on the couch and shook his head. He couldn't believe it, just when he thought he had control, she turned it on him and in that minute he understood. She had just showed him what it felt like to be with him. He cursed under his breath, and ran his hands through his hair. He had really screwed this up.
Shelly jumped in the car and headed back to the house, a content satisfied smile on her lips. She flipped on the radio and smiled when she heard Lesson in Leavin' come on. She turned up the radio and settled into the seat, singing the lyrics, remembering Nick's face.
You're the kind of man a women thinks she can change Ah but the only thing changin' is my way of thinkin' and I'm thinkin' that baby someday, Somebody's gonna give you a lesson in losein' somebody's gonna do to you what you've been doin' and I hope that I'm around to watch'em knock you down Somebody's gonna give you a lesson in hurtin' somebody's gonna leave you with your fire burnin' and no way to put it out. Baby there ain't no doubt You're a fool-hearted man. "Lesson In leavin' Jo Dee Mesina"
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