She found herself watching him, amused, because he had grown a goatee. When had it happened? When had Nick Carter become a man?

She had been around him for years…well over three. When they first met he was a goofy 17 year old boy, all arms and feet. His sudden growth spurt had taken him by surprise, so he was not use to his size and it made him clumsy. She was only 2 years older, but felt like his protector.

He and Brian had been the bane of her existence at times. Other times they made her laugh when she needed to most.

She had met them all through a friend of a friend. She liked all of them, but Kevin with his dark hair and green eyes had captured her attention immediately. She was always a sucker for guys who looked like Kevin. Unfortunately, Kristin was always in the picture one way or the other. When they were apart Kevin was only seeking friendship.

The cold hard truth was she wasn't his type. Kevin always went for the willowy ones, not a lot of chest, but with legs that went on for days. She had too much of the former and not enough of the latter. Nope, she was short and cute. When they met she was pudgy, but through the years she had toned and shaped her body. She just hadn't successfully added those additional 6" to her legs. So she contented herself with being a buddy to all the guys.

It suited her, so why was she now noticing Nick? She remembered the first time she realized he was growing up. She had taken some vacation time and met up with the guys when they were rehearsing for the Millennium Tour in Nashville. She was talking with the Arena's security one day when Nick walked in from the loading docks. He was heading for the stage. He had taken a break to talk with Leighanne, Mandy and the wardrobe people. She watched Nick walked through the backstage area. He had a quiet confidence she had not picked up on before. It was then that she realized he was losing the "boy" in him. It was as simple as the way he moved. He had grown into his body.

The fans had not been prepared for the change. They teased him about his weight. She had tried to shield him from the stuff out on the web. What he did see hurt him, but nothing like when the guys teased him. She had only seen him break down twice. Once he admitted that it hurt in an interview. The second time was at her place after a particularly bad day. The guys had been razzing him then Mandy let loose on him. She had stepped in then. She talked to the other guys. They would answer to her if they ever brought the subject up again. They didn't believe her until she unloaded a monologue of their faults. She never said anything to Mandy, because it would only make things worse for Nick. The night he was at her place she had held him and told him everything good about him.

Now she was watching him again. It was his 21st birthday and he was so happy. The guys had sung the National Anthem at the Super Bowl Game. After the game, friends had gathered for a party. Nick had his first legal drink in the states. He was currently opening all his gifts.

"You keep staring at him like that and people are going to talk."

"Shut up Kevin," she replied blushing.

"You are so cute when you blush. Why are you watching him like that," he asked.

"Just remembering how he's changed over the years."

"Yep our little Nicky is all grown up."

"K," Nick yelled from across the room, using the guys' nickname for her.

"What?"

"Thanks for the games!"

"Anytime Nickers," she replied.

"You know he loves ya. Right," asked Kevin.

"I would hope you all do. I'm mean I gave up my job and will be in close quarters with you guys for the next year."

"We do. And you gave up a job you hate," he answered, letting his comment about Nick go.

"True. Thanks. I think you're wife is looking for you."

"Yep. Better go. Talk to you later K."

He kissed the top of her head and wandered over to Kristin. She realized it no longer hurt to see them together. As a matter of fact it hadn't hurt in a long time. Suddenly she was being pulled to her feet.

"Come dance with me."

"Alright, but if you step on my toes, I'm gone," she teased.

Nick rolled his eyes and pulled her to the dance floor. While they danced, she recalled the next time it hit her Nick was a man. It was during a show late in the Millennium tour. During "It's Gotta Be You." Nick was standing in front of her seat. He looked at her and moved his hips. She couldn't help it, she laughed. He paused then he got a very serious and very unchildlike look in his eyes. He moved his hips more suggestively. She just looked at him. He got that smirk and moved to another part of the stage.

"Good a slow one," he said as the tempo of the music slowed.

"Why good?"

"Cause now I can hold you," he replied, pulling her close and resting his hands low on her back. She was not prepared for the shot of electricity the simple statement sent through her body. Man he had gotten so tall. He was now a good 2" taller than Kevin. She was content to rest her hands on his biceps and her cheek against his chest. He leaned down and buried his nose in her hair.

After another hour the party ended. The boys weren't leaving to start the tour back up until the next night. She was staying at Nick's, bcause she had given up her apartment. They drove to Nick's in the comfortable silence they often had with each other.

She was again lost in her thoughts. She had been happy when he ended things with Mandy for good. She had never liked Mandy, but never voiced this dislike. She tried to convince herself her happiness was only because Nick was better off. Her best friend said this left the door open for her. She had denied it. The shock came a few nights later when she had awakened from a very vivid and decidedly erotic dream featuring one Nick Carter. She pushed it to the back of her mind, but couldn't deny her day was always brighter when he was around.

They arrived at the house. Nick let the dogs out before putting them up for the night. They carried his presents in.

"Well Mr. 21 year old was it good birthday?"

"Very good."

"I'm glad. Now it's time for sleep. See you in the morning."

"Wait. Dance with me again."

"OK," she replied, giving him a puzzled look.

Nick smiled as he punched through the presets until he found a slow song. She stepped into his arms. This time they stared into each other's eyes. She could tell he was working through something in his head and waited. She was surprised when he brushed his lips to hers. He saw the surprise in her eyes when he pulled back. He caressed her cheek with his fingertips and felt her shiver. He moved in and kissed her again. This time his lips lingered until he felt her respond. Her lips parted and he deepened the kiss. The hand, which was caressing her cheek, slipped into her hair. One of her hands slid around his waist, the other went into his hair. He pulled back searching her face.

"K are you alright?"

"Yes Nick."

"Baby I want you."

"You want me," she repeated in complete amazement.

"Yes. Why does that surprise you?"

"Nick I'm me. You know...your buddy. Everyone's buddy."

"I know, but you are more than that to me."

"I am?"

"Yeah. You're one of my best friends, but you're so much more."

"I am?"

"Yes! Let me show."

He covered her lips again without waiting for a reply. Her mind was spinning with questions. What did he feel? Where was this going? What would the others think? The one thing she was clear on was the fact it felt right to be in Nick's arms.

She pulled away from his lips, but moved back in to trace them with her tongue. Nick's arms tightened around her when she tugged on his bottom lip before gently sucking on it.

Before she realized, Nick had lifted her in his arms and was heading through the darkened house to his bedroom. He gently laying her down and joining her, their lips immediately reconnecting. His hands traced a path down between breasts, before sliding under her sweater to cup her breast. He gently massaged her through the silky material.

Her hands tangled his hair as she placed tiny kisses along his jaw. She pulled his ear lobe between her teeth and flicked it with the tip of her tongue, hearing him gasp for air.

His hand tightened on her breast and felt her nipple harden. He wanted to see what he was touching. He quickly pulled her sweater over her head and dropped it by the bed.

She was puzzled when he pulled away from her, but soon knew why he had. The room was suddenly glowing in soft candlelight.

"I see you had this all planned out," she said as he looked down at her.

"No, but I was prepared," he replied.

"Good," she mummered.

He looked at her. The white lace of her bra accentuated her curves, but he wanted to see more. He smiled when he saw the front clasp. She watched as he unhooked her bra. Before she could sit up Nick moved the fabric away from her. His breath caught as he looked at her laying half dressed on his bed. Her pale skin seemed to glow in the candlelight.

He watched her nipples harden more as the back of his hand brushed against them both. He watched her squirm under his intense stare and leaned down to kiss her.

She allowed his tongue to enter her mouth again, but reached for the bottom of his shirt. She lifted it over his head when their lips parted. She looked at him. She lightly ran her hands over his chest and stomach. She then gently traced his tattoos with her fingertips.

He remained still, allowing her to explore. His resolve was fading, because the sight, feel and smell of her coupled with her feathery touch was driving him crazy.

Sitting up she shrugged off the bra and dropped it by the bed. Her breathing speed up as she locked eyes with him. Their lips made contact again and the need took over the gentleness. Her hands slid up his thigh and cupped him through his pants. His moan was lost against her lips. She began to undo his pants. He stood quickly and dropped them to reveal the boxerbriefs underneath. She stopped him from climbing back onto the bed. In one move she pull them down until they were lying at his feet. She placed her palm flat against his stomach to prevent him from lying down. She looked at him from toe to head and smiled.

"Much better."

"K," Nick scolded.

"Nickers I love your body. Now get back in the bed."

"Finally," he grumbled with a smile.

She lay back and again his hands were on her. His thumbs teasing her nipples. After a moment his fingers grazed down her stomach. He stopped to use his index finger to draw a circle around her belly button. He moved on to trace along the waist of her jeans. He began to undo them. Once they were off he looked at her again. He was savoring everything. His licked his lips at he looked at the single remaining thin, silky piece of material covering her body. Hooking his thumbs in the elastic at her hips, it joined the rest of their clothes at the side of the bed. Now he could really see her.

"God K you're beautiful."

"Nickers," she started.

"No you really are baby."

"Nick," she said softly.

"Shhh. I'm entitled to my opinion and I think you're beautiful."

He's lips silenced her as he moved to balanced on his hands above her She reached up and pulled his body down on hers, needing to feel his full weight to make this real. He raised up.

"K turn over."

She did as he requested and felt him straddled her hips. His hands were in her hair, massaging. He worked his way down her neck and back. Soon his mouth followed the same path. He slid lower on her body and his hands went back to work then his lips. He kissed the arch of each foot. She giggled and squirmed when he kissed her toes. He smiled and had her turn over. He moved up her body, but bypassed where she ached. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly by the time he reached her mouth again.

Breathlessly, she whispered, "Nick what are you doing to me?"

"Making love to you," he answered simply.

She watched him move back down her body as it pushed up against him. She had long since abandoned trying to control her reactions to him. He kissed the insides of her thighs while moving tolay between them. He lifted his head and locked eyes with her. He held her gaze for a moment, before he lowered his mouth and made contact. Her body arched off the bed and a moan escaped her lips. He lifted his head again for a moment and smiled when he saw the reaction he had elicited. His tongue moved the length of her before dipping inside.

Her hands were gripping the sheets. No one had ever been this thorough in touching her. She gasp when she felt his tongue slip from her only to be replaced by his fingers. He swirled his tongue around the sensitive bud above his fingers. She moaned as her hands found their way into his hair.

He moaned, caught up in her reactions to him. She arched against his mouth and fingers as she slipped over the edge.

She watched him moved to his knees between her legs and felt his fingers leave her body. His eyes held hers as he licked them. She couldn't explain what seeing him do this did to her. She simply sat up and pulled his mouth to hers.

She said, "your turn."

"What are you going to do?"

"What you just did."

With that she turned him onto his stomach, exploring his body with the same care he had used. By the time she reached his feet he had a firm grip on the headboard. She turned him over and made her way up to his mouth.

"God K, what you do to me," he panted.

"It's all good Nickers."

He groaned has he felt her nipples brush against his skin as she moved back down his body. She pushed his legs farther apart and traced the crease where his leg joined his body. His hands were again gripping the headboard. She watched him as her hand wrapped around his hardness and began to stroke. Her other hand massaged him sack. He was pulling hard on the headboard. She stopped her movements and waited for him to open his eyes. When he did, she slowly lowered her mouth and licked him. Even before she made contact he was gasping for air.

He watched as she swirled her tongue around his tip. She held his hips and took him fully into her mouth. He moaned, his hands tangling in her hair when he lightly felt her teeth. She moved faster on him. He arched into her mouth as he came. She continued until his body relaxed.

he regained control of his breathing as she stretched out on him. He kissed her deeply. His hands moved down her back to cup her bottom.

He groaned, "I love your ass."

"You're silly, but glad you like it."

"I do. I love your body."

"I love your body."

"You do?"

"Hell yeah! Why do you think I always want to snuggle when we watch moves?"

"I didn't know."

"Well now you do."

"Nuff talk," growled Nick as he felt her move against him.

"Oh really," she said, sitting up to straddle his stomach.

"Yes," he replied, enjoying her wetness against his skin.

"What if I want to talk," she teased, shifing to make contact with his hardening shaft.

He moaned, "Baby."

"Shhh. Nuff talk."

She leaned down and kissed him. He rolled her under him. Her legs moved up to his sides. He slowly started to enter her. He had been surprised with how tight she was when he had entered her earlier with his fingers. She shifted under him. "Baby you ok?"

"Yeah. It's just…"

He whispered, "We'll go slow."

She nodded. He rubbed his nose against hers. She placed a tiny kiss on his lips. He began to move again. She loved him for being so gentle. Her hips began to move to meet his. They both moaned when their bodies became one.

Nick watched her face as he began to move. The feeling of being inside her was incredible. He had never experienced this before. He felt completely exposed. He saw the feeling reflected in her eyes and tightened his hold on her. Their lips met and their bodies began to increase their shared tempo. He moaned when she scraped her nails down his back. Surprise covered his face as she grabbed his butt.

"Nickers I've always love your ass," she answered his unspoken question.

He grinned and continued to push into her. A thin layer of sweat covered their bodies. Nick was trying so hard to remain gentle.

"Nick."

"What baby," he asked breathing hard.

"You don't have to be so careful now."

"K I don't want to hurt you."

"Baby you won't," she said as she gripped him inside.

"Damn baby," he moaned. "Do that again."

She did as she requested and he slammed into her body. She tightened her legs around him. His lips crushed hers in a searing kiss.

She gasped, "harder Nick. Please baby."

"God," he moaned.

He let go of his resolve and began to slam into her completely. The sound of their bodies coming together joined the sounds of their moans.

"Oh Nick," she moaned as her body began to shake.

"That's it baby. Let go," he encouraged.

Her body tightened around him inside and out as her climax began. Nick bucked his hips into her as he too released and his called out to her. They stayed suspended for a moment then collapsed in a tangle of limbs. Nick started to move but she tightened her grip on him.

"K I don't want to crush you."

"You aren't. Promise. Just stay a moment longer."

She placed tiny kisses on his shoulder and neck as she held him. He felt her yawn and moved to lie beside her. He folded her into his embrace. They spooned together.

"Happy Birthday Nick," she whispered.

"You made it the best," he stated.

"I did?"

"Yep. We just made love. I've wanted to for so long."

"I think I did too, but didn't know it. Does that make sense?"

"Yes it does. K I've been waiting for you for so long."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I've loved you for so long. I had to wait for you to let me in…let me love you."

She was quiet for a moment as it hit her. She loved him. "I love you too."

"Good cause I'm not letting go now that I have you."

"I won't let go either."

 


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