by Angel Steel
Skylar wrapped her lips over the tip of his cock, swirling her tongue around and moaning at the taste of him. She was so wet and ready for him. Just seeing him naked on his desk was making her hotter for him. She slid her mouth up and down over him, gripping his thighs and twisting her mouth on him. She wasn’t going to blow him; that was for next time, this was only to work him up. Releasing him, with a pop, she moved up his body, nibbling on one of his nipples. Nate sucked in a breath. Smiling, she moved up his neck to his ear and whispered, “I’ve always wanted to ride you on your desk.”
He groaned. Grabbing her hips, he picked her up and placed her over his cock. She pushed on his chest and sat up, rubbing her wet pussy along his hard length, making them both moan. Nate could only take so much. Lifting her up slightly, he reached for his cock, and positioned it at her opening. As he smiled up at her, he pushed his hips up, entering her in one thrust. Skylar cried out once he filled her and they both sat there, breathing heavily.
“Baby, you have to move,” Nate groaned, flexing his fingers over her hips. Skylar rocked back and forth, slowly at first, but it didn’t stay that way for long. She ground herself on his cock, Nate moving his hips up as she went down, making her cry out his name. Leaning back, she rested her hands on his thighs and moved forward and back, side to side, faster, and harder. But she needed more.
“Nate,” she moaned. He knew what they both needed. Nate picked her up and stood, turned her around, and pushed her against the desk. Wrapping his hand around his cock, he rubbed it over her pussy, and watched her shiver at the sensation. “Please,” she whispered.
“What do you want, baby?”
“You, Nate. Always you,” she whimpered.
Placing the tip of his cock near her opening, he reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair and leaned forward, “Do you know how sexy you look bending over my desk?” she whimpered. Nate stood and slammed forward, hard. Skylar screamed. He pumped his hips harder and faster into her, making her cry out every time.
Skylar pushed back against him, driving him so deep into her she could feel him hitting her cervix. Rotating his hips, he hammered harder into her each time. Sweat was dripping onto her back and she didn’t care. Nate moved his hand to her clit and pinched; Skylar screamed and knew she was close. Her pussy was gripping him like nothing before. Rolling her clit in between his fingers, he growled, “Come for me, baby.”
Skylar shattered at his words, milking his cock and pumping harder; his balls drew up quick and exploded everything he had into her. Skylar moaned his name as the second orgasm washed over her. Her heart was pounding in her chest, ready to jump out. Skylar dropped to the desk with Nate on top of her, breathing heavily. He kissed her between her shoulder blades, moving to her neck. “I love you, baby,” he whispered.
Turning her head to the side and smiling, she answered, “I love you, too.”
Nate picked her up and walked out of his shed towards his house. Skylar cuddled closer to him. He was completely naked and she only had on very little, but she didn’t care as long as she was with him. Even better was being in his arms, right where she wanted to be. Kicking his bedroom door closed, he laid her down, and wrapped himself around her. “I’m not finished with you yet, Sky,” he whispered to her. Laughing, she rolled over and pulled him on top of her, eager to see what he was going to do next.
Chapter 34
Skylar was the first to get up. She walked into the kitchen and grabbed what she needed, stopping to turn the stereo on. She diced some tomatoes, onions, and mushrooms. She placed some bacon in the frying pan and danced over to the fridge, pulling out the eggs. She could hear music, but not from the stereo. She looked around trying to figure out where it was coming from. Grabbing her bag, she realized it was her phone ringing. She reached for it, hoping to catch it before whoever was ringing hung up.
“Hello,” she said.
“Merry Christmas!”
She laughed, “Merry Christmas to you, too, sis.”
“I’m surprised you’re up this early, I thought you’d be still sleeping,” Lizzy said.
“I’ve been up for about twenty minutes; I wanted to make Nate breakfast.”
“Well, that explains why you’re up now. Just letting you know we’ll be over at your place in about an hour. Seth wanted to come straight over, but I told him he had to wait.”
“I’m glad you didn’t, I’m at Nate’s right now. Once we have breakfast, we’ll head over,” she said, holding the phone against her shoulder so she could crack the eggs.
“Okay, well we’ll see you in an hour then, Sky.”
“See you then.” She hung up. She looked at the clock; 7:06 a.m. She tried ringing Chantal, but there was no answer, so she left a message for her to be at her place around 9:00 a.m. for presents. She knew she wouldn’t be late, as she loved getting presents.
Skylar grabbed a tray and placed a plate with food on it, alongside some coffee and the paper. She reached for her present and wondered if it was best to give it to him now or over at her place. Leaving it for the latter, she walked to his room, pushing the door with her shoulder. She moved to his side and sat down, placing the tray on the side table. She reached over and ran her hand over his cheek, “Nate.” He groaned and moved closer to her. “Wake up.” She shook him.
Opening one eye, he stretched, “Morning, beautiful.” He leaned over and gave her a kiss.
“Morning. I made you breakfast.” Lifting the tray and placed it beside him.
“Thank you.”
Skylar crawled over and sat next to him, watching him as he ate.
“You’re not having any?” he asked while chewing.
She shook her head. “I already had some,” she lied, she couldn’t eat a thing. She was too nervous about the present she had to give him. Watching him eat for the next ten minutes was torture with the way his mouth moved every time he ate and the little noises he made. God, he was sexy; she wanted to devour him in every way. Standing up, she bent over to grab the tray, “What are you doing, Sky?”
“I’m taking the tray back,” she answered him.
“You don’t have to do that right now.” Pulling her on to the bed, he rolled her under him. “I think we should stay in bed for a little longer, don’t you think?” he said, grinding himself in between her legs.
She moaned as he rubbed over her sensitive clit. “Nate, we can’t. Lizzy and Clint will be over at my place soon to open presents; plus the boys and Chantal. So we need to get up and get dressed,” she said, pushing at his chest.
Nate huffed, and moved to the side of the bed. Rubbing his face, he said, “I’ll go and get ready, then we’ll head over.” Nate didn’t wait for her reply. He left her sitting on the bed, alone.
* * *
Lying down, she blew out a breath. What had upset him? She went over everything she could think of, but came up with nothing. Today was a happy day, spending time with family and friends. Getting up, Skylar dressed and waited in the kitchen for him. She couldn’t wait to give him the most important present. He had others under her tree, but that was the main one. Checking her bag again, she made sure she had it along with everything else.
“You ready?” Nate asked as he walked into the kitchen, in a pair of old ripped jeans and a black unbuttoned shirt. Jesus, who wouldn’t melt just by looking at him? She shivered at the sight of him in all his glory. He raised his eyebrow and grinned. “Skylar.”
Shaking her head, “Sorry, what did you say?”
He laughed as he walked up to her, “I said, are you ready?”
“Yes,” she whispered. She still couldn’t believe that this sexy guy, right in front of her, wanted her and only her.
He stroked his thumb over her bottom lip, “I love you, baby.”
Smiling, she said, “I love you too, Nate.”
“We better get over there before they decide to come this way.” Grabbing her hand, he pulled her towards her house. Opening the door, Skylar walked in and went into her room to change.
Placing her bag on the bed, she turned to grab some clothes. Nate followed her and sat on the bed facing her.
“Baby, I want to give you your present before everyone gets here,” Nate started to reach in his bag, but Skylar stopped him.
“I want to give you mine first,” she said, smiling. Walking to her bag, she pulled out his present and sat beside him. “Merry Christmas,” she said, handing it to him. “There is more under the tree. I wanted to give this to you last night, but I waited until now.” Leaning over, she kissed him on the cheek.
“You really didn’t have to get me anything, I’m happy just to have you for Christmas. But that toolbox was the best present I’ve ever gotten. Besides you, of course.” He laughed.
“Well, I hope this one is better,” she replied.
Nate ripped the paper and dumped it on the ground, smiling over at Skylar. He lifted the lid off the box. Moving the black tissue paper aside, Nate paled at what was in the box as he pulled out the pregnancy test that was in it. He looked over at Skylar and back at his hand that held the test results.
“Surprise.” She half giggled.
He stood up and paced back and forth. She was pregnant, with his child. They had never used protection, and that was partly his fault too, but was he ready to be a father.
“Say something, Nate,” Skylar whispered.
Was he really ready to do this with her, start a family? Fuck, no he wasn’t, not yet.
“Shit, shit, shit,” Nate stormed out of the room, headed towards the lounge.
“Nate,” she yelled after him. Catching up to him, she grabbed his arm, “Talk to me, please. What’s going on?”
“How did this happen?”
“Isn’t it obvious,” Skylar frowned.
“Explain it to me,” he growled.
Sighing, she said, “Well, it says I’m pregnant.”
Looking down at the test in his hand again, then back at her, he said, “I can see that. What do you expect me to do?”
“Well, one, I thought you would be happy about the news, and I want you to be there every step of the way, as a family.”
Nate looked at her, shocked. “Skylar, I can’t do that. No way in hell,” he said, shaking his head. There was no way he was ready to raise a child.
“What?” Skylar gasped.
Walking up to her, he grabbed both her arms. “You need to get rid of it, Skylar. Sorry, but I can’t do what you asked. I can’t be a father, not yet,” he said, pointing to her stomach.
Skylar paled and pulled away from him. Hugging her arms around herself, she looked up at him. She could feel the tears running down her cheeks. “You want me to get rid of it?” she whimpered.
“Yes, I do. I’m just not ready to start a family right now.”
Skylar slid down the wall, to the floor, sobbing and shaking badly now..
“Fuck. Why didn’t I use condoms all the times we did it?” Nate yelled. He slammed his fist into the wall, leaving a large hole. As he ripped out his fist, there was blood running down his hand, but he didn’t care.
“I knew I should have gone through with what I was doing weeks ago,” she whispered. Everyone said he would be happy with the news; she should have done the abortion she was going to do five weeks ago. He was disgusted with her for the child she was carrying; their child.
He had heard what she said, but had no idea what she meant, so he ignored her. Skylar had to pull herself together. She needed to be strong, for herself and the baby. She could do this; she’ll raise the baby by herself without his help. She wiped her face. “If you can’t accept this child, this thing between us is over.”
“Fine with me.”
“How many times can you break someone’s heart, Nate? I hate you for what you’re doing now. Get out, I never want to see you again,” she sobbed.
Nate growled at her and stormed out of the house. Jumping in his truck, he screeched out of his driveway and away from her.
How can he just end it like that over a baby they made together? Skylar dropped to the floor, feeling her heart break in two. Why was he acting like this? She couldn’t think right now. She crawled to her bag. She needed Chantal or anyone that could come to her and tell her this was all a bad dream. Pulling out her phone, she tried Chantal, but no answer. She left a message for her to call her back and called Craig. He picked up on the fourth ring.
“Merry Christmas, Sky.”
“Craig,” she sobbed.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, alarmed.
“I need you,” she whispered.
“Shit. I’m on my way, honey. I’m only down the road; stay on the phone with me.”
“I can’t breathe, and everything hurts,” she gasped.
“Take deep breaths in and out slowly, darling. I’m coming around the corner now, okay? Fuck… I’m going to hang up and call Alex? I’ll be there in a second.”
“No, please don’t go,” she sobbed.
“Okay, I won’t. Where are you in the house? I’m parking my truck now.”
“In my room,” she whispered.
Craig jumped out of his truck and ran straight to her room, and stopped dead in his tracks. The door slammed against the wall. Skylar was curled up in the corner of her room in a fetal position, shaking. Walking quickly towards her, he dropped down next to her.
“What the fuck happened, Sky?” He reached over to lift her up and walked over to the bed. Her whole body was shaking now. Skylar curled up on his lap, and he pulled her closer.
“What happened? You need to tell me, so I can help you, baby.”
“Nate,” she sobbed.
Craig saw red, what had he done now that upset her this bad? This was the worst he has ever seen her. This was worse than what happened weeks ago to her. Pulling out his phone, he found Alex’s number and dialled.
“Hey.”
“I need you to come over to Skylar’s, now,” he growled.
“What’s going on?”
“Something happened, and it’s to do with Nate.”
“Are you kidding me, what has he done now? What’s his damn problem?”
“I’ll find out when you get here.” Hanging up, he lifted up her chin and looked into her eyes. Her eyes were bloodshot and her face puffy, from crying. “I need you to tell me what happened.”
“I gave Nate the pregnancy test. He said he didn’t want it, and told me to get rid of it. He doesn’t want me or the baby. Then he left.”
“Goddamn it.” He heard Alex’s truck pull up out front, and heard him running into the house.
“Craig,” he yelled.
“In here,” he replied.
Alex came running in. “Jesus Christ.” He couldn’t take his eyes off Skylar.
“I need you to stay with her. I’ll be back soon.” As he nodded, Craig passed Skylar to him. “Baby, I’ll be back soon. Everything will be fine. We’ll sort it out together.”
Skylar nodded; she couldn’t say anything. Leaving Skylar with Alex, he made his way outside to his truck and pulled out his phone.
“Hey. I’ll be there soon,” Dom said.
“I need you to get here now. I’m out front. I’m ringing Clint to meet us here,” he answered.
“Sure, what’s the problem?”
“The problem is that asshole of a friend of yours, what the fuck is his problem?”
“What’s he done now?” Dom asked, jumping in his truck.
“He won’t have a chance to tell me, after I break his jaw,” Craig growled.
“It’s that bad?”
“After what he did to Skylar, by the look of things, she’ll end up in hospital for having a nervous breakdown or she’ll harm herself and the baby. That’s my guess.”
“Jesus Christ. I’m on my way, now.”
Once he hung up, he threw his phone across the veranda. She did the right thing by telling Nate, and they all thought that he would be happy about the baby, but apparently he wasn’t. He knew he should have been with her when she told him, but she wanted t
o do it herself. Shaking his head, he stomped to the stairs, when he heard Dom arriving. Dom ran up the stairs to meet him there.
“What has he done, this time?” he asked.
“He’s dead. After everything she has been through, he had to do this,” Craig said.
“What?”
Wiping his hand over his face, he told Dom, “Skylar gave him the pregnancy test, this morning. From what she told me, he doesn’t want it, or her. Told her to get rid of it, then he left.” Craig slammed his fist into the wall.
