She watched Nick get up and yank his shirt off. He seemed eager enough, and yet some how uncomfortable with everything. She couldn't blame him, Nadia wasn't all together comfortable with what was going on, either. All she hoped was that this was at least fun. She waited for Nick to lie down, and then she followed him to the floor to snuggle her body against his side. Her smooth legs tangled with his, she rested her head against his shoulder, and settled tight against his side to press her breasts into his skin. She made certain he could feel the hard buds her nipples had become pressing into his skin and the hot, damp crotch of her boy-shorts rubbed against one of his legs.<br/><br/>She had only just gotten comfortable at Christie's word to get started, and Nadia gave Nick's neck a little nibble to try and distract him. "Relax, just enjoy it," she purred at him as the tips of her fingers gently stroked up and down his length. She waited until he was relaxed, until his heart was beating fast and his breath came as quick panting. Then, and only then, did Nadia wrap her fingers around the base of Nick's cock and begin to stroke him. He twitched in her hand and she moaned softly against his neck. As her hand slid along his length, her body moved against his side so that her slit rubbed against his leg, taking pleasure for herself while she gave him his.<br/><br/>"Imagine being inside me," she whispered to him, her lips brushing against his ear. Her hips moved in time with her hand. As her hand slid down his shaft, her hips pushed forward as if she were burying him inside her. "Would you let me ride you? Or would you want to be the one doing the fucking?" She gave his cock a squeeze and gasped as if he had slammed into her. "What do you like, Nick?"<br/><br/>She pushed up on her elbow to lay half over him and smile down at him. "What would you do to me, if you could?" She hoped to get his mind racing, make him fuel his own fire with wild ideas while she worked his cock for him. She listened to his breath and paid attention to the feel of his heart beat to learn how he liked to be touched. How hard to squeeze, how fast to stroke, she let his body and reactions tell her when to tease and when to give him what he wanted. "Tell me, how would you fuck me if you could, Nick?"