Chasing His Muse

I woke up the next morning alone. But I could hear music blasting from his gym room. I hadn’t really been in there since there was only his gym equipment.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

I decided to freshen up, brushed my teeth, changed my pad and made coffee, and ate some yogurt with banana slices and since I didn’t get to do ballet yesterday, I decided to do my routine in the spare room.

I was wearing my black tights and leotard for more support. Then I slipped on my ballet shoes. I was pulling my hair up in a bun when I felt Brenton was behind me and started kissing my neck.

“Baby your sweating!” I was giggling but I didn’t move away from him.

“I’m gonna take a shower and join you later to sketch you. But first, I need my morning kiss, Nikki.” He lifted me up to the kitchen counter and stood between my legs. And started trailing his hands trough out my Spandex covered body. I shivered under his touch.

He crushed his lips against mine, taking my mouth to his. He was moaning my name as he pulled me flat to his sweaty chest. While I whimpered under his hands and wrapped my legs to his waists.

Then he suddenly let me go. “Okay, you need to go now, we will continue this later,” I whined as I lose contact with his lips. He laughed and kissed my temple, then walked to the bathroom.

I smiled at myself and went to the makeshifts ballet studio, and plugged in my phone to the speaker, and started my routine. An hour later he joined me with his easel, and canvas as he started sketching me.

I ignored him and kept on focusing on my arabesque, and my pirouettes. I was sweating already, but I kept on trying. Knowing that if I took a break the tiredness will consume me. I had done longer intervals with Marco and I was good. I had to prove this to myself. I had to believe that I could.

I smiled wide as I leaped and did a grandjetè, landing smoothly but my breath was still heavy. I tried to relax and did more higher arabesque, need to improve more on my flexibility.

Another hour passed. Brenton had left the room, but his canvas was still there. I decided to go to the kitchen and got some water, then back to my routine. Another two more hours then I was done. I was getting to a four-hour routine now. I patted myself on the back, then went to the kitchen, and rewarded myself with a drink and a snack.

Brenton was looking serious on his phone. I let him be, while I went to the bathroom a took a warm shower another change of pad, and put on my leggings and a tank top. Then tending to my feet.

I was so tired and decided to laid on the bed and took a nap. I must have dozed off. Until I felt Brenton beside me, taking me to his tattooed chest. Then my stomach decided to make itself heard.

“Let’s have some lunch? Let’s order in from Barney’s what do you want Nikki?” He laughed and got up to order some food.

He got us some steaks. I pouted at him. But he just shrugged. “You need your strength babe, those moves I saw this morning looked really hard.”

I cut my steak in half and minced it and mixed it with the salad and the side dish. And put the rest in the fridge. “I know love, but I will be too heavy to lift my self up with this kind of portion.” I smiled at him and started eating my lunch.

“So, tell me what happened at your parent’s yesterday. You know, before you come and pick me up at the studio?”

“Well, mum was asking me to tell you to come and have lunch or dinner at their place, she’s still not sure about your schedule. But they’re free from lunch through dinner tomorrow. So, it’s up to you? Unless you still want to stay in?” He looked concerned now.

“I’m good baby, maybe a late lunch around this time. I want to do this morning routine again, same time tomorrow. Should I prepare a dessert or something?”

“Nope, just your cute little ass will be fine by me.” He winked at me. We talked some more and moved to the couch with the dessert. He ordered me some whiskey cake, that I just couldn’t resist. I guess I had to start early tomorrow and make it a five-hour routine.

We cuddled and watched one of his horror black and white movies. Making me crept closer to him. “Come on Nikki, this is not that scary.” At that same time, the ghost decided to appear and made me screamed. And he laughed hard at me.

I was annoyed and moved away from him, but he pulled me in closer to him. “Aw.. come on, don’t be mad, I’m sorry beautiful.” He gave me kisses, and wouldn’t stop until I gave in to him and finally giggle. But he was looking aroused, rather than amused by me.

Then he pulled off my tank top, leaving me in my lacy nude bra making him groaned. I moved towards him, pulling off his shirt smiling seductively at him. He pushed me down to the couch, and unclasped my bra and quickly devouring my nipple then moved to the other side. “Damn Brent baby, so good.”

I cupped his face, lingered my kisses, and whispered in his ear. “Let me suck you off baby.” I bite and licked his ear and whispered dirty things to him when he finally flipped me on top of him.

I grinned at him and started to go down, lowering his shorts. His dick was standing proudly. He cursed as I started licking his tip, tasting his pre-cum. I started sucking him holding on to his tattooed covered thighs. He held his head back hissing, trying to hold himself from coming too soon.

“Shit Nikki, you need to slow down baby, I’m so fucking close already, damn. This is going uphill so fast. Faster baby, I’m fucking coming already. Fuck baby, fuck my dick with your sexy mouth.”

I could feel him twitching already as I fasten my pace, sucking him and stroking his dick, until he finally released himself inside my mouth, while I swallowed all of him and keep on stroking him and until he gave up. “Enough Nikki, I’m done baby, stop it.” As he laughed trying to stop my hand from stroking him. I finally sat up and licked my lips looking at him, making him cursed some more.