by Angel Steel
Craig grabbed his arm, “What the hell is going on, Nate?”
“Skylar and Chantal are at the party at Joey’s, and the boys are closing in on them, we have to get down there now.”
“Fuck,” Dom said.
Both Craig and Dom followed Nate to his truck. Dom jumped in with him and Craig jumped into his and they sped off towards the pub. Chantal should know better than to go to a costume party at Joey’s, it was like throwing meat into a lion’s den, first in, best dressed. God, he hoped nothing was going to happen before they got there. Screeching into the parking lot, all three jumped out of their trucks and made their way to the entrance, jerked the door open and stepped into the loud atmosphere. He only had taken a couple of steps when he came to a full, hard stop. And he just stared. He heard both Craig and Dom curse beside him, but all he saw was Skylar.
She was dressed as a naughty school girl. She had curled her hair and it flowed around her face and down her back. Her arms were hooked around Chantal as they danced on the dance floor together. Both of them laughing, swaying seductively as the men around tried to dance with them. Skylar tossed her head, shaking her hips, and he felt something tighten around his balls. He ran his eyes over her outfit and hoped she was wearing panties under that skirt.
The tight, white-buttoned shirt was tied under her breasts, barely holding them in and giving more view of her cleavage. The short black, red and blue pleated skirt flirted with the tops of the black fishnet stockings, and the black fuck me boots made her legs look longer.
She was having fun.
Nate’s gut felt twisted and his cock was as hard as a steel rod, throbbing beneath his pants. That was definitely a woman on the dance floor and every male instinct raging through him warned that if he didn’t take what was his, then someone was going to take it away from him. Like hell, he thought. There was no way he could walk away from that vision of her on the dance floor. She bumped hips with Chantal, then turned and swayed with other male dancers, keeping her distance from them. Just watching her like that was going to make him come in his goddamn pants.
It was temptation seeing her dancing, only meters away from him. Nate swallowed and moved through the crowd, making his way towards her. The band slid into a smooth, slow, sensual tune. Skylar was laughing and shaking her head at the men around her; she pointed to the bar and turned to leave. Nate caught her at the edge of the dance floor, sliding his arm around her waist, pulling her against him. She stiffened.
“Dance with me,” he said as he lowered his lips to her ear, feeling her body sway into his.
She slowly turned, and he pulled her into his arms. Jerking her hips to his, he began to sway with her, his hands cupping her hips. He wanted to lift her up and carry her away.
“Craig came over and said you weren’t home, he was worried,” he whispered near her ear. “So was I, baby.”
Her hands ran up his arms and around his shoulders. “I didn’t tell Craig because I knew he wouldn’t let me go, and I wanted to have some fun, Nate,” Skylar murmured, letting her body stroke against his.
“Why didn’t you ask Dom? He would have brought you. At least he could look after you if something went wrong, baby.”
Her hands ran down over his white shirt. He brushed the hair away from her ear, and sucked on her earlobe. Nate heard her suck in a breath and she softened against him. Looking up at him, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes showed enough hunger to kill him.
“I want you, Nate,” she told him, choosing that moment to rub her hips against his, stroking his cock with her lower stomach, her hands clenched on his shirt. “The first time I met you on my door step…” Her hands pushed under his shirt, and her fingers stroked over his chest. “…I wanted to push you against the wall, rip off your jeans, climb up and ride you, then and there.” Her tongue licked her lips. “I wanted you so bad then, Nate. I still do now.”
“I want the whole deal this time, baby. No holding back.” One of her hands slid down over his chest, his abs, as she traced her fingers over his erect cock through his pants. “You sure, baby?” he asked.
Skylar nodded.
Gripping her arm, he pulled her after him towards the door. Nate nodded to Dom and Craig; they knew she would be all right with him. They made their way out of the bar and towards the pickup.
He opened the door for her. “Ready?” he asked her. As she nodded, he helped her into his truck. Nate pulled away from the bar. Leaning her head against his shoulder, she ran her fingers up and down his thigh, and then ran her fingertips over his hard cock. She reached over and stroked him through his pants. Nate released the steering wheel with one hand and grabbed her hand, “Baby, what are you doing?”
“I want to taste you, Nate.”
“Ah, hell,” he groaned, making her smile. He pulled his truck over in a dark secluded warehouse parking bay. He leaned against his seat and watched her crawl further towards him. She slid the zipper down, and smiled as his cock sprang free. “I want to, Nate,” she whispered, breathlessly, using her hands to surround it and stroke it.
“God, baby.”
She had never heard that tone in his voice before. It sent a shiver down her spine. He leaned back further, his cock rising from his pants. She knelt beside him, lips parting as she forgot to breathe. She wrapped her fingers around his erection and leaning down, she licked over the head of his cock, and moaned at the taste of him. He jerked in her hand, and started breathing heavy. His cock was long and thick and it was all hers.
Sliding her lips over the throbbing head, she felt both of his hands clench in her hair. “Jesus Christ, your mouth.”
The taste of him was delicious and all male, and she wanted to feel him pump into her mouth and taste his come again. She could feel her own juices running down her thighs, and she could feel herself building up at the hoarse groans he was making. She licked the head and rubbed her tongue over the underside. He tightened, the muscles of his bulging thighs, his hips arching, driving his cock deeper into her mouth. He was hard and hot in her mouth, his muscles bunching each time she flicked her tongue over the broad crest and sucked him deeper into her mouth.
“Goddamn it,” Nate groaned. She felt one of his hands move from her hair, down her back. Skylar felt her skirt rising and bunching at her hips. “Goddamn it, Skylar. Bloody thongs.” His finger slid beneath the thin strap that ran between her ass. “That’s wicked.” Tugging at the strap, it tightened over her clit and she moaned. It felt so damn good. Skylar parted her thighs and drew him deeper into her mouth. His other hand clenched in her hair, pulling at it, while he fucked her mouth, filling her with the hard crest of his erection.
She was hungry for him; she could feel it raging through her, as she cupped her own breast, plucking at her nipple, creating the burning sensation to build more in her, losing herself to the pleasure.
He pulled on the strap, caressing her clit with the tightened fabric; her hips started rolling with each tug of the material, her moans building in her throat and passing over his cock. “Yeah, that’s the way, baby.” She teased him, licking and stroking. She probed at the slit with her tongue, tasting him, sucking the head deep, and firmly stroking him
“Right there.” He tightened as she rubbed her tongue under the head of his cock. He was in ecstasy. It felt like she was going to swallow him whole. Her hand started to stroke his erection, the scent of her pussy reaching him. She moaned again. She sucked him like she was starving for him. He tugged at the strap that ran between her ass cheeks. Flames were erupting in his balls. Fuck. “Skylar, baby. I’m going to come,” he groaned. He was moving between her lips, fast, hard, almost bruising her as he strained beneath her. Sucking him harder and deeper and tugging at her nipple, she felt the fever building in her clit. He fought the release. Ah hell, it was so damn good, even better than last time she did this in the cinema.
He didn’t want it to stop or lose the pleasure of her mouth consuming him. His balls grew tighter, drawing beneath the base of his cock as
tingles began to build at the base of his spine. “I can’t hold back.”
He couldn’t bloody breathe. “Skylar. Fuck.” Arching his hips he held her head in place. A hoarse groan tore from his lips when the sensation erupted in his balls. The first spurt exploded inside her mouth, filling it as her mouth took him, swallowing as she cried out, licking and sucking him until he was spent.
He was breathing hard and sweating. Nate lifted her face to his and stared into her dazed expression, licking her lips slowly, catching a drop of semen at the corner of her mouth. He was as hard as he was before he came in her mouth. Sliding his hand between her thighs, he clenched his teeth at the dampness against her thong. She was wet and ready for him. “Lay back, baby.” Easing her back on the seat, he looked up at her and slid her thong aside.
“Nate,” she moaned. Breathing over her wet flesh, he slowly licked through her swollen folds, groaning at the sweet taste of her. Lifting her, he shoved his tongue inside her pussy and a thin ragged scream left her lips. He felt her muscles clamp onto his tongue, milking it. His cock jerked in response. He wanted all of her, every taste and touch. Pushing his hands beneath her round ass and lifting her to him, he sucked on her clit with gentle little sucks. She writhed in his arms, “Oh, God, Nate.” Groaning against her clit as she said his name, he felt her shudder. His erection was pounding at the sight of her, it would be so easy to slide between her thighs and push inside her, to fuck her as hard and deep as he needed to. Her hands moved to her side, trying to grip on to something. His tongue circled her clit. Hell, her hands were on his head, pulling at his hair, urging him on. He flicked his tongue inside her again. She shuddered in his grip as he kissed the swollen folds, sucking and licking them. He used his fingers to part her folds as his lips pursed over her clit and then slid one finger into her pussy.
“Nate.” Her hands gripped his hair more fiercely. She lifted her hips, pressing her clit deeper between his lips. “Nate, please.” She moaned, her voice throaty. He licked her clit again and drew it into his mouth for a second. She tensed and tightened. She was close; she couldn’t think or do anything but feel. Shaking her head, need exploded inside of her, over and over, racing through her system.
“Oh, God. Nate. Please suck my clit.” He groaned as she tensed with pleasure. He sucked her clit into his mouth and didn’t stop, his finger pressing deeper into her. She cried out his name, feeling her internal muscles clenching around him. His finger jerked back and when it returned there were two pressing into her, spreading her further apart. She cried out, feeling the moisture that rushed through her pussy sliding over his fingers as they moved hard and fast inside her. “Let me come,” she moaned.
He growled. He pushed his fingers high and hard inside of her and she almost exploded around them. She wanted him inside of her so bad it hurt. He thrust a third finger into her hard and she screamed his name. She felt her juices spilling from her and felt Nate tasting them, groaning and fucking her with his mouth and fingers, deeper and harder until she collapsed in mindless pleasure.
He sat up on his side of the truck, grabbing his still erect cock and started to fix up his pants, “No, Nate, I want to ride you, here.” She crawled over to him and threw her leg over his, straddling his hips. Her wet pussy slid over the shaft of his cock. His hands gripped her hips, moving her against him, feeling her pussy slide over his erection as her tongue tasted his lips. She nipped at his lips and stared at him, both of them panting. Lifting her hips, he let the head of his cock slip into her pussy. Nate felt heat sizzle through his dick.
“Ride me.” She took him deeper, rocking on him, moving against him as he lifted to her. “Fuck me hard, sweetheart.” She shivered and arched, taking more of him, her pussy growing wetter and tighter around him.
“Yes,” she hissed. Her head fell back as she moved on him, taking him, making him want to beg for more. She rode him now, sliding up and down, watching him. She jerked against him, her breathing shallow, taking his cock harder. His hips slammed upwards working in and out; she was going wild on him.
His finger moved slow and easy over her clit as he surged inside her pussy with his cock. He slammed inside of her until he felt the first warning ripples through her pussy, signalling she was ready to explode. He thrust harder into her and he felt the flames burning in his balls as she screamed out his name, exploding around him as she jerked in his arms. He yelled her name and shot his come into her tight pussy. It filled her, and she cried out again, shivering and contracting around him. She shuddered through the pleasure, and then collapsed against his chest. After what felt like forever, he slowly lifted her off his cock. He placed her beside him, and fixed his pants. He leaned over to help fix her clothing and then, pulled her closer to him, clicked his seatbelt and then hers.
Skylar lay down on his leg as he started his truck and made his way out of the parking bay, driving towards home. He couldn’t believe it finally happened; he wanted her from the first moment he saw her, and to know she felt the same way made his chest tighten. He was starting to fall for Skylar, words couldn’t explain what he was feeling right now, and he just hoped she was nothing like Natalie. He couldn’t deal with a second broken heart. He would concentrate more on her than his work. He built his whole life around his business, making money for his future, so he could finally settle down one day with the one he loved and build a family not having to worry about anything. He had a lot to think about if he wanted a relationship with Skylar.
Chapter 8
Skylar woke up the next morning and smiled. She couldn’t believe that she had finally slept with him. Why did she wait so long for it to happen? It was the most mind-blowing experience she had ever had, and not once did she think of Lucas or what he had done to her. The sex between her and Nate was completely different to Lucas and her. She always thought it would have been the same if she ever decided to sleep with someone, and now that she had, she wouldn’t even compare it to him. Nate was more gentle and accommodating to her needs than just himself. Moving closer to him she noticed that she didn’t wake him from his sleep.
His arm was under her head and wrapped around her shoulder, her arm lying over his chest and their legs entwined together. It felt so perfect being in his arms, and nothing could harm her at all. Skylar knew once she got up her head would start pounding after what she drank last night; she wasn’t a big drinker and should really stop drinking so much.
Skylar moved her hand over his chest, stroking it softly. She ran her nail over his nipple and heard him suck in a breath. She giggled softly to herself; she wanted to see how long it would take for him to wake up. She slowly moved her hand down over his chest and stomach, and then ran her finger over his hip and down his thigh, removing the sheet from his body. He moaned in his sleep and stretched out his legs, unhooking his from hers. Sitting up and moving to his hip, she ran her finger back up the inside of his thigh and watched as his cock hardened at her touch. Leaning over, she blew lightly over the head of his cock and he shivered at the sensation.
Nate was breathing heavily as she slowly leaned down and ran her tongue from the base of his length to the tip and licked the slit, then licking back down to his balls, taking one of them in her mouth. His hips lifted off the bed and he groaned as he fisted the sheet beside his body. Working her way back up, she sucked on the head of his cock, opening her mouth wider as she slid her mouth down his erection to the base and up again, rubbing her tongue on the underside. Groaning louder, he started to pump his hips, pushing deeper into her mouth. She flicked her tongue over the slit and tasted the drops of come that were there. Wrapping her hand around him, she slid it up and down and wrapped her tongue around the head.
He moaned, “Baby, you’re killing me.”
Smiling, she removed her mouth and looked up, but continued pumping his cock with her hand. “I thought you were asleep,” Skylar said with a seductive smile.
Groaning, he said, “I thought I was dreaming about having your mouth on me again.”
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sp; Using her other hand, she wrapped her fingers around his balls and started to rub them. They were tightening in her hand and she knew he was close. He was panting at what she was doing to him. “Would you like me to keep going then?” she asked.
“God, yes,” Nate groaned.
Grinning, she leaned over again and took his cock into her mouth, sucking him deeper and twisting her mouth up and down, still rubbing his balls. Moaning as she felt his erection hardening further, she pumped her hand in unison with her mouth. God, he tasted good. Her clit was on fire, her nipples were hard, and her juices were running down her thighs.
“Skylar,” Nate groaned her name, making her wetter. She sucked him harder and deeper, moaning herself as she felt his balls tightening further. Nate pumped his cock into her mouth as much as he could; he was going to die with the feel of her mouth sucking his cock like that. He could feel the tingling sensation building, but he wasn’t prepared for how quickly it came. He yelled her name as he exploded in her mouth, his come hitting the back of her throat. Moaning at the taste, she tightened her mouth on his cock and sucked harder. Releasing him, she licked at the slit and sent a shiver through his system. Sitting up, she smiled.
