Nixon woke up in the morning to find himself alone in the bed. Storm is no where to be found. He sighed when he did remember the exact time of Storm waking up and gone as he followed her silently down the hall just for safety. His hangover making head hammered with a stinging pain. He remembered clearly what had happened between them and their conversation. The smell of Storm still linger in the room, he can smell her fragrance on sheet and pillow. He groaned thinking about the night and their almost happened sex. He lost his control over his senses last and had his way with Storm almost. The image of her beautiful naked body still imprinted in his mind. Just thinking about her naked body pressed firmly against him own and Storm's hand on him making him hard again.
"Shit."
He muttered looking down his cock rapidly hardening cock. He covered his face in his palms. Nixon never been this aroused since he first had a hard on until Storm. Something must be wrong with him. He know about his good looks and never had problem attracting females for sex, he had a fair share of one night stands. Even then the ladies need to work a bit more for him to be fully aroused but here he was fully erected just by the mere thought of Storm's naked body and her pleasured filled face with he gave her orgasm. It's not like he never had seen a naked female, Nixon had seen many of naked bodies. So he was really confused and disturbed by what had happened and the emotions seeping though him. He didn't move from just letting his mind run all the events of last night.
" Dammit"
Nixon growled breathlessly as stood up slowly, walked to the bathroom. He grumble under his breathe and started the shower. He mind bounce back to Storm again. He let Storm walk away because it was easier than doing the confrontation and talk about what happened. Nixon had no words to answer Storm about her being naked or her being locked in a room with him. Even if tried, he know he would pounce on Storm and have his wicked ways with her before the talk.
He moaned in pain as his head throb by all the alcohol he had consumed the night before. What the hell he was thinking of having sex with Storm when she herself not on her complete senses. That never happened before, Nixon always been caution about the consent of the female. Thankfully, she snapped him out before anything can happen. Maybe he was more drunk than he like to admit. Sighing in frustration, Nixon showered and throw his clothes back on and got to check on his siblings and friends. Hopefully, no one did something wrong like him.
Showering and a scorching hot cup of strong coffee that maid give to him, did wanders to Nixon's hang over. He watched the staff already working and cleaning the after party mess. Now that he can think clearly, he went on a hunt of his friends and siblings. It took him a while to find Dee who was sleeping on floor with a blonde girl on the bed which Nixon took a guess is Sasha, Dee's best friend.
" Sibling number one is okay."
Muttering to himself, Nixon back out silently and closed the door behind him. He walked up to next door to find his younger brother flopped in star position on the bed in boxers making Nixon snort in amazement. Chuckling he went to find the rebellious female twin of his younger brother who he did find at the last room with a man. He eyes widen as the man blinked at him. The awkwardness is too much. Nixon looked at the man who look kind of older may a year or two older than his age also. His eyes shifted to his sister who is sleeping completely unaware of the odds. Nixon took a minute to observe the guy. He is tall but Nixon is taller a few inches on him. He is blonde with brown eyes with a deep scar on right side of his face, running from corner of eyes down to ear.
" I just put her in bed and stay to look after her. She was too drunk and. . . and out."
The man muttered shaking his head before stepping towards him.
" I am Chase Hamilton, her teacher."
" Nixon Blood, her older brother. I am kind of curious to know what a teacher doing here?"
Crossing his arms, Nixon glared at the blonde man. Chase seem to be just few inches shorted than him. He looked calm and collected, didn't even lashed out by Nixon accusation.
" Nothing like that as you think Mr. Blood. I was actually at my house doing some research when Ms. Natalia called me, drunk and totally lost on the senses. I was kind of worried so came to check only to find her stripping in middle of dance floor as teens cheering on her."
Nixon observed Chase who is cursing heavily while he himself seething silently inside at his sister's stupidity. Where the hell was the security team who had specific orders to keep eye on twins? He looked at the man who actually saved his sister from doing a mistake.
" Got any name to those teens."
" I took care of them."
Chase waved his hand with shrug making Nixon nodded in understanding. He silently observed Chase who turn his head every second to look at Lia. He sighed at what he saw, the teacher looked smitten by his sister and he had no doubt that Lia returned Chase's feeling. The presence of him beside her basically spoke it. Lia never let anyone in her room while she was asleep, Nixon knew it. Hell every single staff member in their household knew about it. So wonder she sleep peacefully with Chase in her room instead on beaten pulp of body on floor. Pocketing his hands, he gestured Chase to walk out of the room.
" Lia is just a minor girl."
" I know that Mr. Blood. She is my student."
Chase chuckled softly keep his body posture calm. Nixon narrowed his eyes, the blonde teacher looked too calm as if forcing his body to adapt. That detail didn't miss by Nixon sharp eyes.
" All i am saying that try not to fuck my sister's life with your ranging hormones that practically pooling out of you because i will fucking destroy you."
Nixon growled in warning. He wouldn't blink a eye when he find his sister with some stranger if Lia was over the age eighteen but she just seventeen, a minor. So he didn't care if the said man is Lia's high school teacher. He was with his sister who is minor for whole night, alone. He has every right to threaten the man.
" You have my words, Mr. Blood."
Both males nodded at each other, before Chase took his leave making some excuse which Nixon know was a lie. He hissed knowing fully well that Chase going to be very frequent visitor in up coming years. He had seen in Chase's eyes and by how collected he looked after getting caught by Nixon. He knew that he was the not the first one to find about it. Infact, it looked as if Chase was waiting for someone to see them together or more like him. Yeah, Chase was waiting for him because if he looked back to Chase's reaction after seeing Nixon, he didn't look surprised or shocked. Growling, Nixon opened at door again to find Lia awake.
" Of course."
He muttered annoyed being tricked by both of them. Nixon glared at Lia who titled her head, blinked owlishly.
" What!!"
" What the hell was that?"
His gruff voice boomed in the silent room, gritting his teeth he watch Lia flinch by the loudness of his voice before all 'i just wake up and know nothing' facade dropped in an instant. He fucking knew it, that all was Lia's plan.
" None of your business."
" It's my damn well business. . . ."
" I like Chase and he knew about it but never act on or tried to take advantage of me that's all i can tell you. I also didn't know about him being here until i saw you both walked out."
Nixon nodded feeling satisfied with her answer for now. He didn't dare to question about how many time Chase had came, knowing well that he not going to like her answer. He can speak but can't meddle in Lia's life because if he tried, his sister would do the opposite instead of listening to him. Plus, Natalie is not stupid, she know well enough about the consequences if she did something stupid. He left Lia with her own means before going down to wait for her to come down so they can leave also. His friends already left ten minutes prior by the text he received from Reed. He nodded his head in greeting, returning Sasha's smile. Both he and Sasha chuckled at Dee who had sunglasses on his face and whining every second.
" Too drunk to see."
Sasha laugh out loud before covering her mouth as Darius whimpered and grumbled to be quiet. Since his brother having hard time walking, Nixon took mercy on him and helped Darius getting in the car with Sasha who give him a smile of gratitude.
" I will drop him and his car safely at the mansion."
Nixon shook his head, buckling his snoring brother in.
" Drop him home and take car with you. I will give a call to Brad, he will be there waiting there for Dee."
Sasha nodded in understanding before pulling out of the drive way. Nixon pull out his phone and called the head butler informing about his brother's arrival also about his state. He know Sasha since sixth grade. The girl is the only friend of his brother that Nixon or his twins know about. She is polar opposite of Dee being loud, cheerful, talkative and insanely curious while his brother in introvert who live in his own world. After waiting for fifteen minutes, Elliot and Lia finally came out.
The drive to the house is too silent. Elliot is too busy nursing his headache to notice the awkwardness between his twin and his older brother. As soon as the car stop, Lia was the first one to step out and run off. Sighing, Nixon helped his younger brother who having serious problem to work his way out of the car. Brad rushed to help him carrying Elliot to his room.
"Well, you all enjoyed very much judging by the hang over state of all four of you."
Brad chuckled making Nixon rolled his eyes at his comment. After successfully putting Elliot in bed both silently walked out of the room.
" Are you up for breakfast or going to sleep alcohol pumping in your veins, Sir?"
" Sleep."
" Well good for me and my lady because we both are dead tired of packing for Madame and Sir."
" Left already?"
Brad nodded hesitantly watching Nixon's face turn blank. He curse his slip of tongue knowing well enough how much it effect Nixon. Clearing his throat, Brad asked for a coffee but getting no answer from Nixon. His shoulders dropped in defeat when Nixon stomped ahead of him and took stairs up to his room. The head butler feel bad for ruining morning of Nixon but nothing he can do now.
The next three days were dull for Nixon, he was too furious on his parents who didn't even spent the night. All the staff, siblings and friend stay far from him, knowing well how short tempered Nixon is. Just one tick and he would explode like nuclear bomb. Nixon even more annoyed by absence of Storm. Once again she run off, taking the easier way out.
So here Nixon was stuck in a lecture hall with fifty something students and the person, his body lusting after just a seat ahead of him. It had been six days since he and Storm had make out session, pure torture for Nixon because if it possible he wanted Storm even more. The usual Nixon would have been over it just in few minutes but that's not happened. He didn't know why he was angry. He is that type of guy to take a mile off if female took a step back from him but strangely, Nixon couldn't seem to control his emotions which are all over the place with Storm. Surprisingly, Storm hadn't brought up their encounter up. She behaving as if nothing happened but Nixon read in her eyes. Her eyes following all round, the sexual tension is too much between them even his friends took notice of it. Nixon know that his patience his wearing thin and in no time he again pounce on Storm when Nixon got the opportunity.
And what opportunity he got.
He saw Storm getting in the elevator, this is his chance. Nixon also stepped into elevator behind Storm. He saw her body turning stiff. His intention of having a serious talk with her about night. The door closed with a ding and it began to ascent. If that spectacular night meant nothing to her so why Storm hell bend on avoiding Nixon. Neither of them said anything. Nixon is too busy to catch her eyes and Storm was trying her best to ignore his presence. He was just about to question her but the crackling noise interrupted him. The cart jolt with a screeching noise, light flickered then all the movement of the ceased and there was total darkness. Great. This was the last thing he had expected to happen.
" The hell. . . ."
Nixon growled, slamming his fist against the door in frustration. He heard Storm inhale sharply. He can hear her muttering quietly to herself. Something felt wrong as Nixon could hear Storm breathing heavily.
" Storm, are you alright?"
He called trying to find his phone, he swore when Nixon realize he left it on the table in haste to get Storm. Crouching down, he feel his way around to reach Storm that is curled into herself in a corner. His heart clench feeling her trembling and shivering.
" Come here, my star."
He whispered softly reaching for her hand that is too cold. Nixon pulled her to his body. Storm clung herself to him, throwing her arms around his neck burying her face in crook of his neck. Nixon felt how badly shaken up she was, trembles rocked her body as her nails dug harder in his skin making Nixon grunt in pain. All the sign of Storm's point towards that she is Claustrophobic.
" O-out. . . g-get m-me out. . . .o-out."
She clawed at him while gasping for air. Nixon rubbed her back, dropping soft kisses on her neck, whispering soothingly into her ears. It took a while but Storm calm down enough to stop scratching him. Nixon felt warm as her hot breathing on his neck making tingles all over his body. He know it is not a good time but he can not control as her body pressed up to him. His heart speed up, knowing what is happening to him. He is getting aroused. What the fucking hell wrong to his body? He tried hard to ignore the growing erection in his jeans, concentrate on keeping Storm calm. Nixon couldn't help himself as his innocent kisses turn sensual and wet making Storm moan. He swore before turning her face and capture her lips in a blissful kiss that made both of them moan together. He felt her gripping his hair in firm grip, tugging and Nixon know that he wouldn't be able to stop even if the world is ending. Both of their mouths move in a fast and rough pace as if they couldn't get enough of each other.
Nixon moved a hand that wrapped around Storm's waist and tangle in her thick hair, fingers digging into the scalp, massaging softly. The kiss sent a electric jolt through Nixon's body making his toes curled inside his boots, reeling under the intense heat and fiery passion in the kiss. He lick and nibble his way down, latched his lips on the fading bruise he left before between Storm's neck and shoulder, sucking hard to re-mark the soft skin again. She was completely melted to his body only thing holding her was his arm. He groaned before throwing his head back, if he continue than they are going to have sex right here in the elevator, suspended in air. This is not right. So he took deep calming breathe. As on cue the elevator give a squeaky noise before start moving again.
" You okay?"
He used his sleeves to wipe Storm's face of tears, combing her messy hair then cupping her face with his large hands. Waiting for Storm's response, gently rubbing his thumbs on her cheek bones in soothing manner. Storm gave a shaky nod, leaning in his touch. Pecking her nose, Nixon pull himself up along with Storm. He frown as how her knees tremble badly so without thinking he lift her up in his arms ignoring her stare. He step out of the elevator with Storm in his arms, glaring at the people gawking at them. He took right turn, down to the stairs and walked straight to the corridor that is shortcut to the parking lot from the library. With ease he opened his car door and carefully putt a silent Storm inside. Buckling in and he zoomed out of the packing towards his house. No way in the hell Nixon going to leave Storm alone after her panic attack. He knew she is still not over it and might panic again, he needed to be there to calm Storm if anything happen.
Whole drive both remain silent, lost in their own thoughts. Nixon time to time turn his eyes to Storm who remain too quiet and too stiff. What scared him more is the blank eyes of her. He sighed and continue to drive. The talk of their had to wait, first he need to get her rest. She must be exhausted by her attack. A nap sound good. Yeah, he have her eat something if she can then going to let her take a nap.
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