wouldn’t hurt her, Chantal.”
“I know, Nate, but both you and Dom are not pussy cats.” She smiled.
He got up and went up to her near the sink and wrapped his arms around her. “Thanks for telling me. I promise I won’t let it out in front of her. I just can’t believe some fucker would do that to her. You know I would never do anything like that to her, don’t you?” He looked worried.
“I know you would never hurt a woman, Nate.” She tilted her head to the side and listened as she heard the shower turn on, and then smiled. Skylar was up and she knew she would be down soon wanting coffee and something to eat. “Skylar’s awake. She’ll be down soon.”
“I’ll go home and grab some food and have breakfast with you both. Be back soon.” Nate told Chantal.
“Do you have mushrooms? I’ll cook the works, that always helps after a night on the piss.”
Nate nodded and ran out to grab the items from his place. He was only gone for five minutes. When he came back, Skylar was still in the shower. He took them to Chantal, then went to go sit on the couch, and waited. He watched as Chantal got out the toaster and frying pan and turned on the stereo, dancing around while grabbing the ingredients out of the cupboards and fridge. That’s when Skylar walked in and straight to Chantal. With a smile, she turned her around and started to dance in the kitchen.
His mouth fell open at the sight of her; she was wearing a short camisole that came to her navel and boy short panties. All the blood in his system ran straight to his crotch. Watching her dance around the kitchen in barely any clothing was killing him.
Breathing slowly to get his thoughts away from his dick, he got up and headed for the kitchen and cleared his throat.
Skylar screamed and turned around quickly. Chantal stopped and turned around with a smile. Skylar immediately noticed it was Nate. My God, what was he doing here ? Looking around for anything to cover herself with, she grabbed a tea towel close by and held it in front of her panties. She couldn’t believe that he was here, in her house, and that she was barely dressed in front of him. He was checking her out from head to toe and that made her blush. “Um, I’m going to go and get dressed, be back soon,” she told Chantal.
With an embarrassed look on her face she quickly darted out the room trying not to look at Nate, but before she can get away he reached out for her hand and pulled her gently to him. Leaning down to her ear for only her to hear, “Sweetheart, you don’t have to change just because I’m here. I’ve watched you for the last five minutes shaking your sweet ass around in here. Please don’t stop on my account; I was enjoying the show, baby.”
He sucked in her earlobe and nibbled on it. He felt the shiver that ran through her body and heard her suck in a breath. Lifting his head slowly, he looked at Skylar’s face, lust suffusing her expression.
He looked down to her chest and noticed she was breathing heavily, her chest risin g and falling. Her camisole was tight across her breasts and her nipples were hard. Nate groaned at the sight of her. Skylar licked her lips and he couldn’t help but watch the movement of her tongue. He was breathing roughly now, too.
Nate let go of her slowly and backed up. She moved back and ran to her bedroom to change. He wanted to follow her to the room and finish what he wanted to do to her, but he didn’t want to rush it…and if he only got one chance at that, he would take all the time in the world doing it and she would only be thinking of him. Only him.
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Skylar made it to her room in one piece. She started to imagine dragging him with her, laying him down on her bed and slowly have her way with him. She could feel her juices wetting her panties and wanted him badly. She thought about pulling her vibrator out and finishing the job that she wishes Nate would