Getting ready for an interview around Nick is always an experience. You’re already dressed, just leaning over the bathroom counter to do your eyeliner just perfect when he comes up behind you to press up against your ass and pull you into him by your hips. You clear your throat when it nearly makes you mess up your liner.
“Oh, don’t mind me. Just enjoying the view,” he says.
“You’re half hard, I don’t think you’re ‘just enjoying’ it.”
He lets go of you but doesn’t move away. “What can I say, sweetheart, you know how much I love you in that skirt.”
You finish your liner without further distraction, but once you’re done, Nick’s spinning you around to kiss you. Good thing you haven’t done lipstick yet.
Mercy.