by Angel Steel
“Do you want a beer, Nate?”
“That would be great.”
Chantal handed him a beer and he took a sip.
“Skylar hasn’t been sleeping right since she moved up here, poor girl.”
After what happened to her, no one would be able to sleep properly. Chantal breathed out slowly, feeling sorry for what her best friend went through. No one should ever go through that at all. But what upset her more was she was never there when it actually happened. She knew Skylar tried to get in contact with her and Craig, but never could. Pushing her thoughts aside, she asked, “So, how was your night out?” she grinned. Chantal knew Skylar wanted Nate from the first time she saw him. Who wouldn’t? He was absolutely gorgeous. If she wasn’t in love with Dom, she would have gone after Nate, but she wouldn’t now. He was like a brother to her.
“Yeah, it was good.” He thought of what to actually say to her. “We watched Fast 5 and went to Joey’s after to have a drink.” He didn’t want to think of Skylar kneeling between his legs sucking his cock while trying to watch a movie. He shook his head to get the thought out.
“So, what was it like?” she asked.
Nate looked over at her, and she was smiling. Could she read his mind? “What was what like?”
“The movie, Nate. What else would I be asking about, silly?” Chantal laughed.
“It was good, a lot of action and a great ending.” That’s all he could say, he didn’t pay much attention after what Skylar did to him. Changing the subject, “Chantal, Skylar told me what happened to her with Lucas while we were at the bar.” He was angry when she had told him; he wanted to hunt the prick down and show him exactly what happens when a guy decides to hit a woman. Before Chantal could answer him, Dom pulled up out front. Standing, he walked to the front door and met Dom there. “So where did you follow the car to?” he asked.
“After leaving from here, we drove thirty miles north. It pulled into some shitty motel, couldn’t even make out the name, but it’s definitely a guy. Wearing all black, the hoody covered his face, so I couldn’t make him out,” Dom said, sounding pissed.
Nate knew Dom wanted to know why he was followed as well. “Thanks, Dom. Can you crash at my place just in case?”
“Sure, you don’t have to ask, I’ll head over now.”
“See you soon.” Dom left and Nate went back in to Chantal.
“What’s going on, Nate? And don’t tell me nothing.” She stood in the lounge with her hands on her hips. She had heard everything that Dom and Nate said.
Nate sighed, “Someone has been following me. This is the second time and we don’t know who it is. That’s all I can tell you. But if you hear or see anything ring me or Dom, we’ll both be over in a hurry.” Nate wrapped his arms around her and gave her a hug.
She hugged him back, “Okay, Nate.”
Once he walked out of Skylar’s house, he heard Chantal lock the door behind him. He knew Chantal wouldn’t take crap from anyone, but he didn’t know about Skylar. Breathing slowly, he walked into his place. It had been a very long day.
Chapter 5
Skylar woke Tuesday morning feeling refreshed. Rolling over she remembered the night before. Jesus Christ, she had never had an orgasm like that in her life and he only used his fingers. She could only imagine what it would be like to have his cock in her pussy like that. Smiling, she shook her head, stretched and walked out to the kitchen. Turning on the kettle, she reached for her laptop and waited for it to load. As she made her coffee, she grabbed yoghurt from the fridge and settled down in front of her laptop again to read her emails. There was one from Stacy saying she didn’t have to come in today, only asking if she could order more of the Jenna Jameson dolls, lubrication and Remington Steel dildos. They were selling like wild flowers. Skylar jumped on the Internet to see about new lingerie for her displays while she ordered what Stacy needed.
“Hey Sky. What you up to?” Chantal walked in, grabbing herself a coffee and sat down.
“I’m looking for new lingerie for my displays at Stacy’s shop, want to help? You have good taste,” she asked with a smile.
“Of course I will, you know I love to shop.” Skylar laughed at her reply. She knew she loved to shop; thank God it was on the Internet and not walking from shop to shop.
After going from one site to another they eventually found a good one with great clothing and prices. They picked out corsets of different colours and designs, bra and panties sets with garter belts and stockings, and lace see-through nighties, short and long. Ordering them before 11:00 a.m. meant they would arrive at her house by Friday this week and not the next, which was good.
Her order of the new sex toys was also arriving by courier on Saturday, so she could go over the products, type up the new information for Stacy, and order the new posters and flyers by the time she had to take all the products in the next fortnight. Skylar was happy everything was going to plan.
Pulling Chantal away from her laptop, they ordered pizza and decided to watch movies and veg out for the rest of the day. Sometime through the third movie they both crashed on her foldout couch. Skylar got up and switched off the TV and looked over at Chantal, who was still asleep. She walked into the kitchen, picked up a glass and filled it with water.
She noticed it was only 7:00 p.m. She reheated a couple slices of pizza and ate them, then laid down beside Chantal again.
***
When Friday came around, Nate was glad there was no extra work to be done for the week. All he thought about was Skylar, so he decided to go and see her after work tonight. By five that afternoon a storm rolled in, moving the cars that he had to work on next week to be covered. When he was about to do his invoices the power went out. He ran outside and turned on his generator and went back in to finish his invoices. By the time he finished it was just after eight. Throwing on a shirt, he locked up and walked over to Skylar’s house.
Knocking on the door, he waited for her to answer. Ten minutes had passed and he knew she was home since her 4WD was in the carport attached to the house. Checking to see if the door was unlocked, he turned the knob and to his surprise, it opened. He’d have to have a word with her about leaving her door unlocked. Walking in, he heard someone moan. Thinking she was hurt, he strolled in, looking through all the rooms until he made it to her bedroom where the moaning was louder. He called out her name again. No answer. He opened her door slowly, just in case someone else was in her house other than her. He looked around and stopped dead in his tracks. His eyes landed on her bed; Skylar lay under the sheets with her legs open and he could see her hand between them. Holy mother of God, she was masturbating. His cock was hard in seconds. Leaning against the door, he watched her.
Skylar’s eyes were closed. She moved the sheet from over her, lifting her hand to pinch her nipple and moaned. Her other hand was moving under her panties, pumping her fingers into her wet pussy, imagining it was Nate’s cock inside of her. Rubbing her thumb over her clit, she remembered how he made her come at the bar. Moaning louder, she raised her hips off the bed and pumped her pussy on her fingers, adding a third finger to her dripping juices, driving it home, screaming out her orgasm. Trying to regain her breathing, she stretched and smiled and started to sit up when she saw something move near her door. Looking up, she noticed Nate standing there, stroking himself through his jeans and breathing hard with sweat running down his face.
Jumping up to cover herself, she managed to squeak, “Nate, what are you doing here?”
“I wanted to see you. I called out but no one answered. I heard someone moan and thought you were hurt. I checked everywhere and here is where I ended. When I opened the door, I just couldn’t move at the sight of you on that bed fingering yourself.” He walked closer to her, still stroking his cock. Skylar was watching him do it and her breathing became faster. “You’re gorgeous when you come, Skylar. I want to make you come again, baby.”
“Nate.”
Undoing the button on his jeans, he walked over
to the edge of the bed and pulled away the sheet that was covering the rest of her body. Skylar had on a thong and a small T-shirt. Her nipples were still hard and he could make out that her thong was wet from her orgasm and wanted that in his mouth. Wrapping his hands around her ankles, he pulled her down to the bottom of the bed so her legs were hanging over. He spread her thighs and ran his fingers lightly up her thigh, then back down the other side. She moaned at the feeling of his hand on her body. She wanted all of him, but didn’t know if she could go through with it.
Nate lowered himself down on his knees, moving in between her thighs and opening them further. He could smell how aroused she was and see it in her eyes. Pulling the thong to one side, he leaned over and lowered his head to run his tongue over her slit. God, she tasted good. He had never tasted anything as good or sweet. Nate’s tongue licked through the juices she felt easing from her body, driving her mad. He licked and stroked her, his tongue flickering inside her pussy before moving to her clit. His finger worked its way slowly inside and she shuddered at the feeling. She was arching to Nate’s tongue, driving his finger deeper. The ache building inside of her was too much.
“Oh God,” she whispered. Nate added another finger, causing Skylar to gasp and shake; she was close. “Nate.” Her head dug into the pillow as she tried to arch closer, pleasure running through her. She fought to hold on as his lips closed over her clit and her fingers tangled in his hair, her legs closed around his head, and she felt the flames start to whip through her. “Yes,” she cried out. Her back bowed off the bed as the orgasm slammed through her system. Nate’s chest was heaving with deep breaths and a whimper left Skylar’s lips at the sight of him licking his lips, tasting her again.
“Baby, I can’t take it anymore, I need you,” he said. Nate didn’t give her a chance to object before he was lying over her. She could feel the head of his cock pressing at the opening of her pussy. She really wanted him, bad. But she couldn’t bring herself to go through with it after everything that Lucas did to her. She feared Nate would do the same to her. Skylar started to shake her head and pushed at his chest to get him off of her.
“Nate, I can’t,” she said. Skylar started to cry, as he wasn’t listening to what she was saying. He pushed a little further into her. She wasn’t seeing Nate now, it was Lucas above her, forcing himself into her. Starting to feel suffocated, she tried gasping for air. She didn’t want to imagine Lucas above her like this.
She started thrashing her body around in hopes that he would release her. “Get away from me,” she yelled. He suddenly stopped moving and looked at her. She was shaking. He lifted himself off of her and knelt on the end of the bed. She stood up quickly, wrapped the sheet around her half-naked body, and ran towards the bathroom. Nate was behind her quickly, wrapping his arm around her waist. He stopped her from going in there and had no idea what was wrong.
“Did I hurt you, baby?” Nate slowly turned her around and looked at her face. She was crying and shaking like a leaf. “What’s wrong?”
“I’m sorry for leading you on, but I can’t do this.” She tried to get out of his grip, but he tightened it. She started to panic. “Nate, please let me go.”
“I’m not letting you go until you tell me why you can’t, baby. Did I hurt you?” he asked, a frown on his face.
Skylar knew he would never hurt her, but after what she had been through, she didn’t trust anyone.
“Let me go, now, Nate!” she screamed. She could tell he was pissed. Reluctantly, he let her go. Once his hands released her she turned and ran into the bathroom, slamming the door in his face. He had no clue as to what was going on or why she was upset.
* * *
Skylar wanted him. Badly. But she couldn’t act on it. She wanted to – God, did she want to – and she missed it. But every time Lucas got drunk, which was all the time, he would hit her to make it clear that she was his and only his and he could do whatever he wanted to her. Lucas had forced himself on her, too many times to count. No matter what she did, she couldn’t get away from him. The last straw was what he did to her was the night before James helped her escape. Just thinking about what happened that night gave her shivers down her spine.
She didn’t know what to do and Nate was still in her room. She slid down the wall in the corner of the bathroom and brought her knees up, wrapping her arms around them, and cried even more. She couldn’t help it, she just wanted to forget about everything that happened and get on with her life. She didn’t want to be scared anymore. She really wanted to move on with Nate, if he wanted that as well.
“Baby, can I come in, please?” Nate knocked on the door. She knew what was coming, and she couldn’t bring herself to actually tell him what really happened, but she wanted to feel his arms around her and feel safe. Nate opened the door slowly, and walked in, “Sweetheart, can you say something, please?” He moved a little closer and then knelt down so he was eye level with her.
Skylar started to cry more.
She had tried over the last year to get over everything that happened and be intimate with someone, but it never got that far. Skylar couldn’t move or say anything right now. “Baby, you have to stop crying, it’s breaking my heart seeing you like this,” he said, crawling over to her and kneeling right in front of her.
Skylar was shaking from crying, shivering all over from the cold floor. Nate looked at her and noticed her lips shivering. Leaning over towards her, “You’ve got to let me pick you up off the floor, you’re shivering.”
She nodded at him; she wanted to feel his warmth around her. Nate moved beside her, wrapping one arm around her back and the other under her knees. Standing up, he lifted her up against his chest. She was freezing. Walking back into her room, he sat on her bed with her still in his arms. He whispered against her head, “Can you tell me if I hurt you or if I did something wrong, baby?” He rubbed both her arm and leg, trying to warm her up.
Skylar looked up at him and tried to smile. She raised her hand to his face and caressed his cheek with her thumb, then ran her thumb over his lips, feeling him take in a breath. She didn’t want to lead him on, “No, you didn’t,” she replied in a shaky voice. “Can we just sit here like this, please?”
“Whatever you want, baby.” He smiled against her hair, happy that she didn’t want him to leave and she wanted to stay in his arms. After about twenty minutes of stroking her arm and leg to warm her, she fell asleep again in his arms. He stood up and walked around to her side, laying her down on the bed. Nate removed his boots and laid beside her, staring at the ceiling and trying to figure out what had just happened. Skylar started to shiver again, so Nate pulled her to him and she curled into his side.
He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, stroking it lightly, and pulled up the quilt to cover her. He stayed on top of the sheet still in his jeans. When her breathing slowed and she stopped shaking, Nate fell asleep with Skylar in his arms.
* * *
She woke the next morning, not feeling her best. When she tried to move to get up, something heavy was lying across her legs. Opening her eyes and looking over, Nate was in her bed with his leg thrown over hers and his arm over her stomach. Looking down further she noticed he still had his jeans on and was on top of the sheet. She smiled; he didn’t take advantage of her. She moved his arm off her and slid off the bed. He growled in his sleep, but he didn’t wake up.
Skylar tiptoed into the bathroom and turned on the water. When the temperature was right, she jumped in and closed the glass door. She picked up the soap, lathered it up and ran it over her body, feeling the aches in every muscle. She rinsed off and just stood there under the water thinking of Nate and if he was going to ask what happened last night and what she would tell him. She couldn’t tell him; she hadn’t even told Chantal or Craig.
After God knows how long, someone opened the main door.
“Are you all right?” Nate asked.
With a croaky voice, she replied, “Yes.” She could see through the glass that he w
as still standing there. Finishing up the shower, but leaving the water running, she opened the door a little and poked her head out, “Can you pass me a towel, please? You’re welcome to have a shower if you want, it’s warm.”
He walked out, grabbed the towel that was in her room, handed it to her and turned around, giving her some privacy as he remained in the room.
“The shower sounds great, thanks.”
She quickly wrapped the towel around her and walked up to him, touching his arm gently, “It’s all yours now.”
Nate turned and looked her up and down with a wicked grin. “Thanks.” Nate leaned down and placed a kiss on her head. Turning around, he walked past her, undoing his button and zipper on his jeans and taking them off right in front of her. Her breath caught at the sight of him standing naked in her bathroom; he was absolutely stunning. Looking down his body she noticed that he was semi-erect. She looked up at his face and he was smiling at her. She blushed.
“I’ll leave you to your shower,” Skylar said, and closed the door. After she was dressed, she decided to make them breakfast. Going to her fridge to see what she had, she pulled out some eggs, bacon, snags, tomatoes and mushrooms. The works sounded good. Once the bacon and snags were cooked, she placed them on a tray and into the oven to stay warm. She added bread to the toaster and waited for it to pop up, while turning on the kettle as well. As she was cracking eggs in the pan, Nate walked in.
