against his feet.
Most of the pictures were landscapes, animals, trees and flowers, and a couple of figure studies, all rendered in the same precise style.
“These are excellent,” Nick said. They really were, but it wouldn’t have mattered if they were terrible - he could have continued sitting next to her forever. She picked up the next tablet. This one was filled with manga cartoon girls, brightly colored with pastels, little nymphets with large green eyes and impossibly bright red, blue and yellow hair.
“I do these for fun more than anything else,” Lucy smiled. She put the book to one side and turned to face him. “So what do you think?”
Nick looked into her fathomless eyes and touched her cheek. “Incredible,” he said. “Just amazing.”
They were just inches apart now, and her breath was hot on his face. He traced his finger down her neck and over her shoulders. He leaned towards her and she raised her face and their lips touched. There seemed no need to hurry and they remained connected like that, unmoving, feeling the energy flowing between them. Then Lucy’s little pink tongue popped out and flicked between Nick’s lips.
Suddenly they were lying down together, exploring each other’s mouths with their tongues. Lucy’s towel came undone and Nick felt her breasts against his chest. Her breathing quickened and she threw one naked leg around his waist, the thrashing of her tongue becoming more urgent.
Nick felt himself losing control as she thrust her hand into the opening in his shorts and pulled out his prick. She was panting heavily into his throat now, making guttural noises and rubbing her now exposed mound against his thigh.
It was all happening too fast. Lucy was going crazy. Nick found himself on his back as Lucy ripped his shorts down and straddled him. She leaned forward and grabbed his hair, pushing her labia against the length of his shaft. She bore down on him again, grinding her body against his, and sticking her wet tongue into his ear. She was like a wild cat. It was more like a fight, than making love. Again, she clamped her mouth over his, banging their teeth together, and he tasted blood. With some effort, he managed to push her off him.
“Lucy,” he gasped. “Slow down!”
She looked down at him, her hair strewn across her face, her breasts swaying.
“You’re going too fast,” he said, trying to catch his breath.
Lucy didn’t seem to hear him. Her eyes glazed with lust, she slipped down the bed and began kissing his cock. Grateful for the reprieve, Nick lay back and relished the dart of her tongue around his glans. Then she went lower and took one of his balls in her mouth and sucked on it hard.
“Ah! That hurts!” Nick said sitting up, but Lucy didn’t let go. All he could see was the top of her head as she sucked harder on his testis which was now beginning to ache.
He grabbed each side of her head and pulled her off him.
“Take it easy!”
She knelt at the end of the bed, her body quivering, nipples erect.
“Fuck off!” she yelled, her eyes flashing venom.
“What?”
“I said get out!”
“Wait, Lucy, I want to… but you’re like a tornado. Can’t we slow it down a bit?”
She grinned at him unpleasantly.
“I was right about you,” she said. “You’re fucking gay!”
“Hey!”
“You came here to fuck me, but you can’t handle it. Well, now I’ve lost interest. If you can’t do it, I’ll find someone who can.”
She stood up, and even in his shocked confusion, Nick was stunned by her breathtaking beauty. It was the first time he’d had an opportunity to see her completely naked.
“Go on,” she flung one arm out towards the door.