Nate slips his fingers under the waistband of my pants.
“Right here?” I ask, looking out the front window that’s not covered by blinds or curtains.
“Baby, I would do you anywhere.”
I laugh in nervousness until it dies off as Nate pinches my nipple between two of his fingers.
I moan and he smiles. “Take off your pants.”
My eyes dart to the large front window again and I grab him by the hand, pulling him into a small corner that’s more hidden next to the fireplace.
Nate shakes his head.
“What? Haven’t you heard about Pearl? We don’t want the whole town to know.” They have cameras.
In the little alcove, Nate pushes me against the wall and pops the button on my pants. They fall to the floor and his hand snakes down into my underwear.
I guess we’re doing this quick.
Not that I’m complaining.
I moan and rub myself against his hand harder. He pushes his head under my shirt getting high enough next to my chest he can lick the top of my breasts.
My head bumps against the wall as I lean back, enjoying what he does to me.
Until it all stops. My eyes pop open and I look into Nate’s as he moves his head and stares back at me wordlessly.
“I don’t have a condom.”
My body deflates. “You didn’t bring one with you?” I guess former SEALS no longer follow the “always be prepared” motto. Or maybe that’s the Boy Scouts.
He looks ashamed for a second. “I’ve had a lot on my mind the last few days.”
“I’m on the pill, so I’m okay if we… You know,” I say looking at the area of his pants where his cock pushes tightly against his jeans.
He considers it. “I’m swear I’m clean but I can get a test if you want.”
I smile. “No, I trust you.”
He blows out a breath in glee. “Thank fuck.”
His jeans come off and he tears my shirt from my chest, the cool air of the house tightening my nipples when he exposes them by slipping off my bra.
“Missed you,” he says, taking a nipple in his mouth and sucking.
“Oh my word, Nate,” I say, banging my head back against the wall. My hand grabs on to the elastic of his boxers. I try to pull him closer, but his fingers slip into my opening and frazzle my wits.
Nate steps back, dislodging my hand from his pants. “I can’t wait, babe. I’m sorry. I need to be in you.” He slips himself free and then wraps one of my legs around his hips, stepping away to place my back against the wall. He glides easily inside and my pussy clenches around him. I’ve missed him too.
“Don’t wait,” I say when he doesn’t start moving.
Nate chuckles, running his chin stubble across my neck and placing kisses on my collarbone. “I like it when you’re greedy.”
He doesn’t waste time, setting a steady rhythm right from the beginning as he works to fill me deeper and deeper each time our bodies come together. His fingers slip between our bodies and rub circles on my clit.
I arch my back, pushing my shoulders against the wall and doing my best to get as close to him as possible. The tightness builds in my body quickly and I dig my fingers into his shoulders holding on.
“Faster,” I demand.
