Oreos for Breakfast: Nick BSB Fiction

Oreos for Breakfast - Chapter 24

By
The Paperbag Princess & The Pumpkin Coach

NOTE: The visual A.D.I.D.A.S. precedes Chapter 24

I was laughing so hard my sides hurt. Nick glared at me, and I shrugged, "Come on, Nicky… it's a little funny, isn't it?"

"No!" He pouted at me, folding his arms across his chest and slouching down further in his seat.

"Nicky, there's a big table in here. We could all play that card game you like so much." Howie offered from behind us.

"Pounce!" I grinned, kneeling backwards in my seat so I could see Howie as he stood in the doorway to the back section of the plane where there was an elaborate conference room.

Yeah… conference room. Not bedroom.

"Baby, we can play Pounce instead of…"

He grabbed my arm, pulling me back down and kissing me roughly. His large hands held me steady, and his tongue explored me. Oh, god, I loved kissing him, loved his soft lips and the way he totally focused on me as if we'd never kissed before. Finally he released my lips, moving to my ear. "I want to fuck you, Rache," he whispered. Damn if I didn't feel his words in my chest… and other places.

I forced myself to pull away, resting my head on the back of my seat and smiling over at him as he brought my hand up to his mouth and kissed my palm, then each finger… his gaze telling me everything I needed to know. He was not making it through a whole flight, was he? I was lucky he'd made it this far.

Not that I didn't want to be having sex at this moment… but it wasn't even a bedroom. And the reality of locking ourselves away just a few feet from the boys and all their many minders was a little different than that hot fantasy that'd gotten us both through the show.

"I know, baby," I sighed, pulling my legs up on the seat and stretching them over his lap. He took the hint, running his hand over my knee and then tickling the inside of my thigh. I could feel his cock getting harder underneath my leg and I rubbed up against it slightly. "But it's such a small plane."

He leaned closer, his hand traveling up my leg discreetly, "You are such a tease… besides it's a pretty big plane for a couple of rock stars, Rache."

"And bodyguards and girlfriends and managers and…"

He stopped me with a kiss, his fingers finding their target and I squirmed in my seat. Could we at least get a blanket? I crossed my ankles, trapping his hand between my thighs and he smiled against my lips.

"Nice," he murmured as he wiggled his fingers slightly. Oh, damn… "I think you want it too, baby."

"Duh! But really, Nick… everyone will hear."

The pilot came over the sound system, telling us that we'd been cleared for takeoff and I could just feel AJ biting back some crude joke. A blanket landed in Nick's lap, and I looked up to find Frank standing in the aisle, "Thought you might be cold."

"Such the gentleman, Frank," Nick rolled his eyes as the guys all laughed. Extricating myself from Nick's hands, I sat back in my seat and fastened my seatbelt before taking Nick's hand in mine.

"C'mon, bunny. You need your beauty sleep." I yawned as I said it. Jet lag was catching up with me fast, and I wasn't sure if I could make it much longer without a nap.

My leg was so asleep. I didn't think I'd ever feel my toes again… that might make performing tough. Yawning, I opened my eyes and tried to focus. Where the hell was I?

Right… plane and Rachel and no sex. I looked down at her, sleeping against me, and smiled. She was so cute curled up next to me, using my lap as her pillow. She'd changed into her sweatpants and an old sweater after we took off, making my easy access nonexistent. Hell, she was probably right.

We'd never hear the end of it if we'd just locked ourselves in the back room and fucked like… bunnies. I giggled to myself, and she stirred, rubbing her face against the soft cotton of my sweatpants. Damn, her mouth was so cute, like a little pink rosebud. I brushed her hair off her cheek to see her better and she responded by cuddling up closer to me.

Looking around, I didn't hear anyone else talking or moving. When I'd finally fallen asleep, Howie had been playing on his computer and AJ was serving as our in-flight DJ, trying to play every suggestive song he could, just to fuck with us. Bastard. Although I liked the way Rachel had swayed in her seat to "Let's Get It On."

My mouth felt like it was full of cotton, and I tried to reach my water bottle, but it was too far and I knocked into Rachel. She murmured something that might have been "stoppit" and scrunched her face up as she pushed me back in my seat.

I moved slowly, holding her head as I stood up in the aisle. I grabbed a pillow off the floor and put it on my seat, laying her head back gently on the pillow and kissing her temple lightly, "Shhhh… Rachel, keep sleeping."

I don't know that she even heard me. She just closed her eyes tighter and snuggled closer to the back of the seat. My girl was so tired.

I still couldn't believe she'd comeall this way for me. She could have gone to New York and caught up on her sleep and hung out with all the famous people who were in town for the concert tomorrow. Or was it today?

I looked down at the watch she'd given me. It was pretty cool - even if it was a watch. I'd never worn a watch in my life, but I had I feeling that was about to change. It had two dials on it, and she'd set the smaller one to east coast time for me. Not that I could read it in the dim light of the cabin.

Tiptoeing through the aisle, I stepped over people's feet, trying not to wake anyone. I smiled at the flight attendant, who was reading in the kitchen alcove, as he handed me a cold bottle of water. I didn't really want to talk or anything, but sleeping had just made me feel foggy. Maybe I'd sit in the back for a bit. Was there a TV in there?

I sighed, reaching up for Nick, but he wasn't there. What the hell? He'd been here when I'd fallen asleep, right?

Sitting up, I looked around the cabin. Everything was quiet. AJ must have finally fallen asleep and let everyone else do the same. Someone in front of me was snoring. Probably Brian. I bet Brian was a snorer. I bit back a giggle and looked around, trying to find Nick. Did he find a couch to stretch out on? I was short enough to curl up okay, but I bet he was pretty uncomfortable trying to sleep in an airplane seat. Even if it was a plush, private airplane seat.

There was a light coming out from underneath the back room door and I smiled. Bet he was playing video games and trying not to wake everyone else.

Close. He was intently staring at cards when I found him in the back room. He looked up from what looked like a pretty dismal game of solitaire and smiled when he saw it was me.

"Hey, baby… can't sleep?"

"Nah. I was thirsty and someone put my leg to sleep," he responded, throwing down the cards in his hand in disgust and then gathering the whole game into a messy pile.

"Sorry… need me to rub it and make it all better?" I flirted as I joined him at the conference table.

Reaching out, he grabbed my waist, sliding me over to him, so I was braced between his legs and the table. He leaned forward, resting his head on my stomach and I ran my fingers through his messy hair. It'd still been wet from his shower when we'd boarded the plane and it was sticking up all over the place now. But I loved his hair. It was so blond and fine… soft against my fingers as I played with it. He moaned as my short nails scraped over his scalp and I smiled to myself, remembering all the times I'd washed his hair and listened to him moan as his wet body had slipped against mine under the water.

He must have remembered too, because he moved closer, coaxing me onto his lap. After fumbling a bit, I managed to straddle his lap, and he grinned up at me, "Everyone's sleeping…"

"They are?"

I felt his warm fingers against my skin, trailing down the small of my back before they disappeared inside my sweatpants. "Still no undies, Rache?"

"Forgot to pack an extra pair for the plane. They're all in my suitcase," I sighed as he caressed my ass, pushing me closer to his growing erection. He was right… everyone was asleep. No one would hear if we… oh, hell…

Holding onto the back of his chair, I leaned down to his lips, kissing him quickly before he moved on, trailing wet kisses down my neck. "Does the door lock?" he whispered against my chest, and I nodded as he cupped my breast in his hand.

"Uh-huh… locked it when I came in. God, that feels good," I sighed as he pinched my nipple through the soft silk of the camisole I was still wearing. "Tell me you have something for me in your pocket?"

He smiled up at me, feeling around in the pocket of his sweatpants and pulling out a condom, "I'm never forgetting again, Rache."

"Good to know." I raised my eyebrow at him and then tumbled off his lap and back onto the table as he ripped open the wrapper. I yanked off my pants and let them fall to the floor. I'd felt his erection as I sat on his lap, and I was still a little worked up from earlier. I couldn't wait for him to get me off first with his fingers or tongue… no, I wanted his cock inside me immediately. It felt like we'd had a whole day of foreplay.

God, her hands were amazing, weren't they? I don't think I'd ever lost my erection after the show. Okay, I'd jerked off quickly in the shower… but I had to. No way I was gonna embarrass myself with the guys on the plane. These sweatpants didn't hide that much. A sly smile danced on her lips as I stood in front of her and she stroked me. I pushed my pants over my hips quickly and she pulled me closer to her.

"Are you ready for me, baby?" I panted, laying her back and pulling her hips to the edge of the smooth conference table. She nodded, taking off her sweater to reveal the silky blue thing she'd had on earlier, her erect nipples poked against the soft fabric. Laying her sweater under her head, I kissed her deeply. She responded immediately, her tongue invading my mouth as I felt her hand on my cock again, guiding me inside her.

Oh hell… that felt so good. Bracing my hands on either side of her head, I closed my eyes, moving against her slowly to savor the feel of her pussy massaging my cock. "You're still so wet, baby… were you dreaming about me out there?" I whispered in her ear as I sank inside her fully. Bending my head, I bit lightly on her breast through the silky fabric, and she pulled her top off quickly so she was naked underneath me. She moaned as I captured her nipple between my lips for real and tasted her. She was so sweet and soft.

Arching up against me, she closed her strong legs around my back, but I resisted the urge to move faster. Everyone was sleeping. We could enjoy this for a minute. Holding her against my hips, I moved back slowly and she sat up, moaning as my cock slipped out of her slightly. Still connected, we settled back into the leather chair. She pulled my t-shirt off and then leaned against me, rubbing her chest against mine. I loved being with her like this, so close and connected, hearing her whispered moans in my ear as she moved her hips against mine.

"God, Nick… I love how you fill me. So hard and big. I've gotta move, baby." She almost pleaded, but I held her hips against mine, not letting her.

"Just a sec, Rache… let me… damn, you're so good," I bit out, resisting the urge to lay her back on the table or floor and just fuck her brains out. I ran my hands over her ass and up her spine, making her shudder against me. Her muscles tightened, and I cried out, immediately burying my head against her chest to stifle my cries.

"Like that?" she teased, flexing her muscles again and giggling as I sucked hungrily at her breast so I wouldn't make too much noise. Again and again she squeezed my cock inside her until I couldn't take any more.

Carefully, I laid her down on the cool table again and pulled back slightly. "You're so beautiful, Rache." I couldn't help but admire her as I looked down at her naked body and felt her smooth skin underneath my hands. Her eyes were glassy with pleasure as I pulled out of her and eased back in, going slowly so she could feel every inch of my cock inside her… stretching her and making her ache to feel more. Or was I projecting?

"Harder," she moaned softly, pinching her nipple as I followed her command. "Fuck, yeah…"

Her legs wrapped around my waist and held me close to her as I stroked in and out… deeper and then harder, until I found that rhythm that I knew would get us both off. I didn't even have to touch her clit for her to come. She was so sensitive that when I leaned down to kiss her, my hips pressing against hers set her off.

Crying out, she clutched at my shoulders, holding me against her as we came together, both shuddering and trying to catch every sensation before it was too late.

"I love you," he whispered against my neck as he lay on top of me, gasping for breath. My legs were still tense around his waist, and his fingers were buried in my hair. Neither one of us wanted to move, but we knew we should. Who knows how loud we just were… shit, I'd told him earlier this wasn't going to happen, didn't I?

"You love making a liar out of me, don't you?"

I felt him smile against my neck before he kissed his way up to my mouth. Slowly he pulled out of me as his tongue met mine, and I let my legs fall back against the table. God, I could just fall asleep here, completely satisfied. He helped me up, though, and I pulled my clothes back on as he found a trashcan and took care of the condom. Coming back to me, he pulled me into his arms and hugged me, settling us back into the chair.

We stayed there for a while, wrapped up in one another, not talking, just being together. We both knew it wouldn't be long before the others woke up and discovered us and our little circle of two would be broken.

"I love you," I finally whispered, and he pulled me closer.

"Thank you for being here tonight. It meant a lot," he answered quietly, and I looked up at him.

"I am so glad I was able to get away. It was worth all the grief I got from the boys."

He smiled. "I hope the sex was worth the grief we're going to get from the fellas."

Giggling, I buried my head in his chest again. "Maybe everyone is still asleep. If we sneak out now, no one will ever know."

Suddenly some loud rap track blasted from the stereo, and we both knew that at least AJ was awake. "Busted," Nick said, and then burst into giggles.

"We're staying in here until everyone else gets off the plane!" I protested.

There was a yell, and something crashed into the wall across from us. The stereo went off with a snap, and I could hear AJ yelling. "Hey, Kevy, don't kill me. I was sending out the alarm. We've lost Nicky and Rachel! Think they were kidnapped while we were sleeping?"

Aw, fuck.

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