Page 30 of For the Plot (The Stone Siblings #1)

James

Burning House - Julia Wolf

That may have been the single hottest experience of my life. I also was harder than I ever had been, the combination of the weed and just Nikki leaving me feeling desperately feral for her.

She collapsed on the bed next to me, still panting. “Shit, you really do know what you’re doing."

“I’ve practiced a time or two,” I joked, and we both laughed again.

She turned on her side, propping her head up on her elbow, trailing her eyes up and down my body. “Well, I need to get in some practice of my own.” She stared at me through half-lidded eyes. Suddenly, she lit up. “Omg, I have the best idea! Do you have handcuffs?”

A slow grin, spread across my face. “Yes, I do. You want me to use them on you, or you wanna use them on me?”

“I want to tie you to my bed, and kiss my way across your entire body.”

My dick jumped in my pants, my entire body screaming yes . “I’ll be right back.” I scrambled out of the bed and ran to my room. Once I found the handcuffs, I quickly made my way back to Nikki’s room. She was walking around the room, lighting a few candles.

Following her lead, I clicked off the light, and she looked up at me, her eyes warm and just a bit hazy. The edibles had definitely fully kicked in by now for both of us, and I felt lighter than air.

I wrapped my arms around her before walking us back to her bed.

“I can’t wait for you to have your wicked way with me,” I told her.

I put my hands above my head, grinning while I waited for her to get started.

She leaned over me, giving me a quick kiss before reaching up higher to grab my wrists.

Her tits were right over my face, so I kissed along the mounds as she handcuffed me around one of the bars of the headboard.

She climbed on the bed, throwing a leg over my waist to straddle me.

Leaning down, she hovered her lips above mine, pulling away when I reached my mouth up for her.

“Ah, ah, ah,” Nikki admonished. “It’s my turn to be in change,” she whispered the words along my jaw, sighing softly against my skin as she went. “You just lay there and look pretty.”

She kissed down my neck, licking and biting as she went. She paused to shove my shirt up under my armpits so she could kiss along my chest, scraping her teeth against each of my nipples. My legs jerked, lightning zapping from my nipples down to my dick.

She slid her body down until she got to my stomach, paying special attention to kissing along my stretch marks as I had done with her.

Once she got to the edge of my pants, she popped the button and unzipped them to slide them down and off my thighs before tossing them over her shoulder.

Leaving the boxers on so the sensations were muted, she mouthed along the impression of my dick pressing against my boxers.

My eyes fell closed, my head buzzing as the feeling of her lips on me set my entire body tingling.

“Please,” I finally gasped.

“Please what?” She smiled lazily at me, then licked a line up my cock.

“Please put your mouth on me. I need it, I need you ,” I begged.

My eyes were hazy with lust and weed, ears ringing with pleasure, and I could swear Nikki was glowing. She pulled my dick out of my boxers, and my eyes closed when she lowered her head to take me in her mouth.

“Fuuuuck,” I groaned at the heavenly feeling of her warm, wet mouth enveloping the head of my cock.

Her tongue circled around me before sliding down to press against the vein on the underside.

She reached one hand down and tugged slightly on my balls, and I opened my eyes, needing to see my cock disappearing further into her mouth as she began taking me in.

That’s when I realized I had been wrong earlier. Nikki wasn’t glowing. It was her dresser behind her, which was currently on fire .

“Oh shit!” I yelped, trying to sit up, only remembering I was handcuffed to the headboard when my wrists were yanked back. “Ow!”

“What? What did I do?” Nikki’s eyes were wide with concern.

I gestured behind her with my head. “Fire!”

“What, your dick’s on fire? Are you allergic to something?”

“No, there’s an actual fire!”

Nikki scrambled around to look at it, cursing, and I could finally see the full thing. When she had thrown my jeans over her shoulder, they had landed on top of one of the candles and gone up in flames.

Smoke was slowly filling the room. Nikki jumped off the bed, running towards the fire before stopping and looking around. She looked back at me, eyes wide. “How do I put out a fire?” she yelled.

I tried to think, but my brain felt too sluggish. “Stop, drop, and roll?”

Nikki laughed. “That’s only when you’re on fire, dumbass.”

I smiled. “Oh shit, yeah, I think you’re right.”

“Oh, water!” Nikki ran from the room. I went to get up to help her, forgetting again that I was handcuffed. “Shit!” And then for some reason I laughed again. Deep down I knew this was not funny, but my weed-addled brain thought it was fucking hilarious.

“Nikki, where are you?” I yelled. A moment later Nikki came careening around the corner, a giant pot filled with water sloshing on the floor. She threw it on the fire, dampening most but not all of it.

“Damn.” She looked back down to the empty pot.

“Gotta get more, I’ll be back.” She ran from the room again, and I lay there uselessly, watching the flames flicker across the dresser.

I realized that my ears hadn’t been ringing, it had been the fire alarm going off.

Nikki raced back into the room, tossing another pot of water onto the dresser again.

This time, it took the rest of the flames out, leaving a smoking, blackened dresser and half-incinerated jeans.

Nikki was panting, staring at the dresser, before she burst into laughter as well. “Dude, what the fuck?” She wiped tears of laughter from her eyes. My laughter joined in with hers before we both started coughing from the smoke.

“Damn, I thought my eyes were just hazy from the weed, but I guess it was the smoke.” I giggled, trying to sit up and getting yanked back down again.

“Oh yeah.” She looked around the room, seeming to notice it for the first time. She opened a window to get the smoke out, and that was when we heard the front door bang open. Our heads whipped around to each other, yelping “Fuck!” at the same time.

Nikki looked around in a circle like she was searching for something.

“What are you looking for?”

“I lost the key!” She slapped her hand over her mouth, her shoulders shaking with laughter. I joined in, arms shaking against the cuffs.

Collins’s voice hollered, “Nikki, James! Is anyone home?! Are you guys ok?”

Will’s voice came next. “You check Nikki’s room, I’ll check James’s!” followed by thundering footsteps down the hallway. It was only then that I realized my dick was still pressing against my boxers, visible through the damp white fabric.

“Nikki, I need to cover up!” I whispered at her.

“Omg, you’re still so hard,” she whispered back, throwing a blanket over my lap. “Wait, we need a backstory, what do we tell them?” Nikki looked at me frantically, eyes wide with panic and I couldn’t help but think how cute she looked.

“I don’t know, you’re the writer!” I shot back.

She gasped. “You’re right!” But it was too late, because just then, Collins burst through the door.

His shoulders drooped in relief when he spotted us, and he called out, “Will, they’re in here!

” He continued scanning the room after that, taking in the burnt dresser and half melted jeans, before turning back to us.

“Is everyone ok? What the fuck hap—" His eyes scanned over Nikki, who was standing next to the bed and trying to keep herself from laughing, but she couldn't hold back her cute little snorts.

And then his eyes jumped to me, his brows raising as he took in my hands cuffed up above my head and the blanket thrown over my lap with my bare legs sticking out the other side.

My chest shaking with silent giggles. “James, are you handcuffed to Nikki’s bed frame? What the fuck? Are you two fucking?”

Will burst into the room next and stopped short at the sight of the dresser, then Nikki, then me. “Uhhh, what did we just walk in on?”

Nikki and I looked at each other, bursting into laughter, Nikki’s face as red as a tomato.

“OK, explain,” Collins said, impatient. “Why the fuck are you handcuffed to Nikki’s bed, James?”

“Uhhh…” I looked at Nikki, trying to gauge what she wanted me to say, but she was still covering her mouth trying to stop her laughter.

Collins’s eyes flicked between us before a smile grew on his face, “Wait, are you both high right now?” He turned to Will. “They’re totally high right now.”

Will leaned forward, taking in our glossy eyes and dopey smiles. “Oh shit, you’re right.”

“Oh, yeah, no, we both took edibles,” I chuckled. I went to stand up again, and my hands pulled at the cuffs. “We also maybe lost the keys.”

Collins glanced around the room, closing his eyes in exasperation and sighing after a moment. He walked across the room to the nightstand next to me, picking up a small silver key. “You mean this one?”

“Hey, you found it!” Nikki exclaimed happily.

Collins just reached up to uncuff me, and I sighed in relief when my arms came down and I could roll my shoulders out.

I jumped up out of bed, and Collins and Will called out in protest, turning away.

"Woah, dude, warning next time!"

"I can fully see your dick man!"

“Oops, I just gotta put my pants—” I cut myself off, remembering my pants had been the start of this, and started cackling again.

Nikki ran to her closet and tossed me a pair of sweats I quickly pulled on.

Nikki and I sat next to each other on the bed and faced Collins and Will standing in front of us with crossed arms, waiting for an explanation.

“Alright, now start from the beginning,” Collins demanded, staring down at us like stern parents admonishing their kids.

“So, uh, remember when I told you I was gonna ask someone to hook up with me?” Nikki asked Collins.

His eyes widened. “Oh shit, you meant James ?" He turned to me. "And you said yes?”

I just nodded my head, letting Nikki control the narrative.

“Hold on, wait, what?” Will interjected.

“A few weeks ago, Nikki told me she was gonna ask someone to hook up with her, but she didn’t tell me she’d actually done it. Or that she was going to ask fucking James of all people.”

“Damn,” Will responded, eyebrows high on his forehead.

“I just thought he’d be a good option. I knew he knew what he was doing.” She smirked at me before continuing. “And I also knew he would understand me as a demisexual person. So I figured, why not?”

“So it’s just casual?” Will asked, brows drawn together.

“Yes,” Nikki replied firmly, and my heart sank in my chest. I’d hoped that maybe… maybe she was beginning to change her mind. That tonight had shown her what we could be. But I couldn’t expect her to flip a switch just like that.

Maybe she never would feel that way about me, but I would take whatever pieces of her she wanted to give me. Collins watched me carefully, scrutinizing my face, and I looked away. I was too vulnerable in this state for him not to see through me.

“Damn, guys,” Will let out a low whistle. “Should you really be fucking while being friends and roommates?”

I forced a nonchalant shrug. “What’s the problem? I pretty much only do casual, and Nikki just needed to get out of her head and past her writer’s block. Why not?”

Collins just looked at me, and I looked away, unable to hold his stare. I felt like he could see through me, tell how I was really feeling, and I wasn’t ready for that.

Will shook his head, “I mean, you two are adults, you can do what you want. Just don’t fuck this up, okay? We have a great thing going here with the four of us.”

Nikki just rolled her eyes. “OK, Dad . Now can you get out of here? We were kind of in the middle of something.” She winked at them and they both shuddered, quickly exiting the room, shutting the door behind them.

Nikki turned back to me, lip between her teeth. “Now, where were we?”

As she prowled back towards me, pushing me back to the bed and pulling my sweats back off, I shoved aside all my emotions and tried focusing only on how she was making my head spin with her wicked mouth.

It worked.

Mostly.