by Angel Steel
Let’s see, I have to work on four cars; two have to be done by that afternoon…
She didn’t move after that, so he tried really hard to concentrate on the movie. After a while she moved, curling up in her chair and resting her head on his shoulder, placing her hand on his thigh. He groaned, wanting that hand up a little higher. Nate was breathing harder, there was no chance of actually paying attention to the movie now as she started rubbing his leg slowly.
Her hand moved higher and the movement was moving the jeans over his cock. He closed his eyes to enjoy the feeling. He didn’t know how long he kept his eyes closed, when he felt her hand move over his erection. He opened his eyes and stared at her, she was still watching the movie, rubbing slowly over his cock. She was gripping it through his jeans and started moving her hand up and down. Groaning, he closed his eyes again. He couldn’t believe what was happening, but he wasn’t going to say anything if it meant she would stop.
Leaning back, he slid down a little in his chair. Skylar undid his pants and slid her hand in. She grabbed his cock in her hand and started stroking, sliding down to the base and back up, gripping harder. He moaned at the feeling of her silky hand wrapped around him. She moved her hand back up and spread the pre-come drops that leaked out of the slit, rubbing it over the head as lubrication. Skylar gripped his cock and moved up and down faster, twisting her wrist. She wanted to moan out loud at the sight of him.
He started to move his hips with her movement. Looking over at him, smiling, she leaned back to enjoy what she was doing. Skylar released his cock from his jeans, seeing how thick and large he was. She licked her lips, got off her chair and moved to kneel in between his legs. Leaning over, she ran her tongue from the base of his cock to the tip, swirling her tongue around the head. God, she was wet. She could feel her juices running down her thighs, and his taste was heaven. His masculine scent was driving her crazy. Skylar looked up at him; his eyes were a darker green than usual. She smiled and leaned over very slowly about to take his cock in her mouth.
“Skylar, what are you doing?” he groaned, moving one of his hands to her hair and twisting the strands around his fingers.
“Just relax and enjoy, Nate. Let me do this,” she said.
Nate removed his hand from her hair and gripped the arm rest on each side.
His eyes rolled back into his head when she wrapped her mouth over the head of his cock. Fuck, it felt good. Her mouth was perfect in every way. Using the saliva in her mouth, she sucked him in bit by bit, rubbing her tongue on the underline, driving him insane. Her other hand was massaging his balls; he knew he wouldn’t last long by how they were tightening in her hand. Twisting her mouth and using her hand on his cock, she leaned over more and took all of him in, so he could feel the back of her throat. Every time she swallowed, it gripped the head of his cock. She released her hand from his balls, causing him to open his eyes and see what she was doing. He watched her move her hand slowly over her breast, pinching her nipple. She moaned and he felt it straight down to his balls; he couldn’t take it, he wanted to pick her up, turn her around so she was facing the screen and slide her wet pussy down on his cock.
Moving her hand lower, Skylar opened her legs wider, although he couldn’t see, her hand disappeared under her dress. Nate couldn’t look away from what she was doing. Skylar pulled aside her thong and found her throbbing clit, rubbing over it lightly. She moaned at the feeling, moving her fingers down to her pussy. Rubbing her fingers in her own juices, she brought her fingers to her mouth and sucked on them, “Mmmmm,” she moaned.
God, have mercy, he thought. Skylar removed her fingers from her mouth and slid her hand back down between her legs rubbing her clit, moving her hips to what she was doing. Her mouth gripped his cock firmly and started moving up and down faster than before. She wanted him inside of her, but this had to do for now. She was close, real close, sliding her fingers in and out faster, moaning at the feeling as he grew harder in her mouth and she knew he was also very close.
“Baby, I’m going to come, let up,” he said. She sucked him in even further, moaning. She was close, too. He could feel it when she gripped his cock in her mouth, and saw her grinding harder on her own fingers. She wasn’t going to let up at all. “Baby,” Nate moaned, he felt the shiver up his spine and wasn’t far from coming in her mouth. “You’ve got to let up now, baby,” Nate said again.
“I want to taste you, Nate,” Skylar said, looking up at him. Rolling his eyes into the back of his head, she sucked him harder and faster, rubbing the underline of his length with her tongue. She was breathing heavily and then she was coming, moaning, and grinding hard on her fingers. That did it for him.
Nate gripped her head in both his hands and lifted his hips, ramming his cock to the back of her throat, coating it with his come. She swallowed all of it, licking around the head of his cock to make sure she got it all. Opening her mouth, she licked her lips. “Mmm, yum,” she said.
Moving her hand out from under her dress, she leaned up and offered her fingers to him. He grabbed her hand and sucked on her fingers that she used to make herself come. She tasted sweet; he could never get tired of that taste. Removing each finger slowly from his mouth, he watched her moan and blush at the feeling. Smiling at that, his cock was getting hard again and he wanted her bad. Tucking himself back into his pants, he zipped up his jeans. She crawled back in her chair and fixed herself up.
“So what did I miss, anything interesting?” She smiled at him.
“I don’t know, I wasn’t paying attention at all. I was distracted,” he laughed.
They sat there and watched the rest of the movie. Once it had finished, they walked to his truck and climbed inside. “So what do you want to do now?” she whispered, licking her lips.
He leaned over and grabbed her, pulling her closer to him. Leaning down to whisper in her ear, he grabbed her hand and placed it over his hard cock again, “What I want to do is take that dress off you, right here, and run my tongue down your throat, suck on those gorgeous nipples of yours and work my way down to your pussy and lick up all those sweet juices of yours. I want to do that in a bed, not in here, there’s not enough room for what I want to do to you, baby. And I promised I’d take you for a drink at Joey’s.” He sucked on her earlobe and felt her shiver at his words. Removing her hand from his crotch, “Now sit there and be a good little girl, I don’t want to fuck you in the truck, okay?”
Skylar tilted her head up smiling and nodded at him. She was breathing heavily, her breasts moving up and down and her nipples were hard. Buckling up, they drove towards Joey’s. Nate was hoping they would make it there without him pulling over the truck and taking her.
* * *
The thought of him stripping her down to her thong in his truck and taking her made her want to moan out loud. She was dripping wet for him to do just that and she struggled to keep her breathing under control. Skylar didn’t want to look over at Nate; if she did she’d end up jumping him in the truck. Breathing out slowly and calming herself down, she looked out the window and thought about her orders.
Arriving at Joey’s, Nate jumped out and made his way around to her. He placed his hand on her lower back, guiding her through the door, and went up to the main bar.
“Hey Joey, how’s it going?”
He looked up and smiled, “Pretty good, Nate. Hi Skylar. What would you guys like to drink?” He grinned at Skylar and she smiled back at him.
“We’ll have two beers, thanks.”
They waited for their drinks, then moved towards the booths. Taking a seat across from each other, they both took a sip of their beer. “So, Skylar, tell me about yourself,” he said, wanting to know everything there was to know about her.
She took another sip of her beer and looked around. Finally looking back at him, she answered, “There’s not that much to tell.” Skylar breathed in slowly and answered him anyway. “I’m thirty years old. I have a sister younger than me and a nephew. Chantal is like a second sis
ter to me, we’ve known each other since we were five. I’m a sales representative and only work for a close friend of mine. I don’t know what else to tell you, my life is pretty boring. What about you?” she asked, trying to find out more about him. She didn’t like to talk about herself.
“Well, full name is Nathaniel Jackson, but as you know everyone calls me Nate. I’m thirty-four years old and work as a mechanic. I have one older brother, both parents still around, but if you want to ask me anything, I’m happy to answer.” He smiled. “So, where were you before you moved here?”
She hesitated for a second; she didn’t want to think of her life before moving here, or of Lucas. Just thinking of that name made her shiver. She wrapped her arms around herself. “Before here, I lived at Bondi with some friends. I worked for an interior design company. I enjoyed it a lot, met a lot of people, but after a while I had enough of the place and moved up to be closer to Chantal. I missed her when she moved up here, so I just up and left and now I’m here,” she answered with a weary smile.
“So the friends that lived with you, did you work with them?” he asked, trying to get out of her what happened to her.
She shivered again when he asked that question. He saw it and leaned over, picking up her hand and placing it in his, rubbing his thumb over her knuckles.
Breathing slowly, she said, “Yeah, I worked with both of them. I met them when I first started to work at the company. After a while I dated one of them that I lived with and everything was going great. Chantal told me that there was something about him that she didn’t like, but I just ignored her.” She could feel tears building up. “I spent every waking moment with him and I was never home; I didn’t see Chantal much. I pushed her away.” She wiped her face and continued. “Then everything went downhill from there. He started to get really possessive, wouldn’t let me go anywhere unless he was there with me, or his friend. I snuck out a couple of times to see Chantal or Craig, but he knew where I was going and would be there before I even got there.” She was crying now, she really didn’t want to think of what happened after that.
“When he found me, he’d grab me and throw me in his car and his friend would drive me home. He wouldn’t let me out of his sight. After a few attempts at seeing Chantal or Craig, I just gave up. I could never get close to either of them, especially Craig.
“One night, he came home drunk and accused me of sleeping with one of his friends. I had no idea how I could have done that as I was never left alone. Then he got violent; his friend came home late and found me in the bathroom. After looking at what Lucas did to me, he led me to the door, but Lucas threw me across the room to stop me from leaving.
“Lucas and James fought and he eventually knocked Lucas out and told me to run. I ran to my car and drove around for an hour or so, finally arriving at a motel. That’s when Chantal showed up; she didn’t know what to do. She tried Craig but he wasn’t in town, though he jumped on the next flight home. So I told her what happened and I stayed with her till Craig showed up. They both went to grab my stuff from the house, and I moved up here.”
She never told anyone the actual truth about that night, not even to Craig or Chantal. She really wanted to, but she knew what Craig was like. Nate stood from where he was sitting and walked around to where she was, picked her up and sat down with her on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her and she felt so safe in those arms; nothing could harm her where she was, and she knew it.
She leaned her head against his strong chest and placed her hand over his heart; it was pumping fast.
Turning her head, she kissed his chest once, and looked up at him with tears still in her eyes. She turned her head and slowly started to kiss up his chest to his neck, wrapping one of her arms around his neck as she kissed and sucked, working her way up to his ear. She sucked in his earlobe and heard him moan, squirming in his chair.
Still sucking and nibbling his ear, she moved to straddle his lap. Her dress rose to the top of her thighs and she could feel his erection through his jeans, nestled perfectly against her clit. Moving her mouth from his ear, she opened her eyes and licked her lips as she moved her mouth over his and licked his lips. Both moaning, she slid her tongue into his mouth and massaged his with hers, slowly starting to grind against his hard cock. Twining their tongues together as they would make love, she tilted her head a little to draw more out of it.
Skylar wrapped both arms around his shoulders and started to play with his hair. Nate’s hands were rubbing up and down her back. He moved one hand around and lightly ran it up her side, skimming her breast, and moaning as he pushed his hand beneath the material to pinch her nipple. As she moved more over his cock, she pulled her hand out of his hair and ran it down his chest to his pants, undoing the button and slowly lowering the zipper.
“Baby, you’re not making me come this time.” He ran his hand down the front of her dress. “It’s my turn to make you come, sweetheart,” he said as he removed her hand from the bulge in his pants. “Can I find out what you’re wearing under this dress, baby? It’s been killing me to find out.”
She nodded slowly, breathing hard. Moving his hand up her thigh and under the dress, she felt his fingers skim over her clit. She sucked in a breath. It feels so good, she thought. Moving his other hand up her other thigh, he moved under the dress around to her backside. “God, have mercy, you’re wearing a thong.” He groaned at the feel of her bare ass. Massaging her ass with one hand, he slowly pulled the thong aside with his other and ran his finger along her slit, feeling her juices run over his fingers. He gently rubbed his thumb over her sensitive clit while sliding one of his fingers all the way inside her, her body gripping him like a vice.
Moaning, she started to move her hips with the movement of his fingers sliding in and out of her. Rubbing her clit harder, she was shaking and knew she wanted to come and that it wouldn’t take much. He slid another finger in. Fuck, he wanted to feel her grip his cock the way it was gripping his fingers. He rocked his hips into hers, adding to the sensation. “I want you to come like this, baby; can you do that for me?” Nodding, she moved faster on his fingers, taking in as much as she wanted, lifting her hips up and down just enough. She gripped him hard, and he knew all he had to do was add the third finger and thrust hard to make sure she would lose it.
Nate lifted his hips up and down when she did, adding to the feeling like he was actually fucking her. He rubbed her clit harder, and pushed the third finger in hard as she came. His mouth came down on hers before she could scream out, pumping his fingers hard and fast to extend her orgasm. Fuck, he was close to coming in his own goddamn jeans, watching her come that hard.
Once her breathing slowed down, he removed his fingers from her pussy slowly. Skylar blushed as he brought his fingers to his lips and slowly sucked each of them, moaning at the sweet taste of her. As he was fixing up her thong and pulling down her dress, she noticed that they were still in the bar. She had blocked out all the noise from around them, and now came crashing back to reality. She had never been brave enough before to do anything like they just did in public. She watched as he zipped up his jeans and wrapped his arms around her, laying her head on his chest. She was relaxed and comfortable.
The last week she hadn’t slept really great at all, and telling Nate about Lucas really took a lot out of her. She eventually fell asleep right there in his lap.
* * *
Nate knew when Skylar had fallen asleep on him. Her breathing was shallow and she moved in closer to him. Smiling, he moved to stand up and lifted her higher as he cradled her and walked to his truck. Laying her down on the seat, he jumped in and held her hand on his lap while he drove home. About half way there, he noticed that someone was following him from Joey’s. Looking in his mirror, it was the black Ford that Dom said followed him the other night.
He turned down a different street than he would normally, and the car followed. Nate reached in his pocket for his phone and dialled Dom. “Hey, are you doing anything right now?” h
e asked.
“Nothing, why?”
“That black Ford that you said followed me the other night, it’s back and I’m sure it’s the same one now.” Nate turned down another street and still it followed.
“Where are you now? I’ll follow behind the car and see where it goes.”
“I’m turning north onto Watson Road, then south onto Pepper’s Road.”
“I’m leaving now.” Dom hung up.
Nate spoke quietly to Dom, not wanting to wake up Skylar. Five minutes later he saw Dom’s truck pulling up behind the Ford following slowly and not too obvious. Nate turned down his street and watched as the Ford followed. He pulled up in Skylar’s driveway. The car passed by slowly checking him out, and then sped off with Dom following him. Nate got out of his truck, picked up Skylar and walked to her door.
“What’s wrong with her?” Chantal frowned.
“Nothing is wrong. I don’t think she has been sleeping well and she fell asleep, so I brought her home.” He walked in, going straight to her bedroom. He placed her under the covers and closed the door half way.
