Fight Page 4

  “What if we flip over or get stranded?” I ask, getting in and becoming a bit nervous.

  “Stop worrying. I’m a pro and I wouldn’t go in any holes that would put us in danger, but if we get stuck, we may have to walk back.”

  My eyes go wide. “Seriously?”

  He laughs. “No. I have a winch that will pull us out.” he says, pointing to the thing in the front of the side-by-side.

  ‘’I brought an ice chest with some beer if you want one.” I wrinkle my nose. I’m not a big beer fan, but I guess if it’s all he packed, I’ll suffer through it.

  “Um. What if I have to pee?”

  Nathan looks at me as if something’s growing out of my forehead. “Well. You would go behind a tree and squat like a country girl.”

  “I’ll just hold it.” I shake my head. I’m not doing that.

  About two hours later we make it back to Nathan’s. We are covered in mud. I had so much fun. We drank all the beer and I even peed in the freaking woods. It wasn’t so bad after all. We get out and Nathan rinses the side-by-side off and leaves it to dry.

  “So, did you have fun?”

  “I did. I loved it! Thank you for taking me. I didn’t bring extra clothes, though. I can’t walk in your house like this.” I motion to myself. “I’m glad you had fun. I could hose you off, if you want?”

  “Um. No. That’s okay.” I lift the hoodie over my head.”

  “Uh, Brittany. Your shirt’s coming with the hoodie.”

  “Well, it’s no different than a swimsuit, right?”

  “I guess so, if your bra wasn’t lace and see-through.”

  Fuck, I’m so tipsy. I’m not even thinking. “I just want this shit off. Can I take a shower, please? I can’t get in your car like this.”

  “I was thinking you could just get naked. That’s been the plan all along.” He laughs, walking over to me. “I’m kidding. I’m kidding. Of course, you can. I don’t think I have anything that will fit you. I have a robe you could wear and I’ll wash your clothes for you.”

  “Okay. That will work.”

  “Okay. Follow me.” We start to walk inside and I stop. “I can’t track all this mud in your house.”

  Nathan laughs. “This is a man’s house. It’s fine, unless you want to take the rest of your clothes off here.” I pause, thinking about it and Nathan’s eyes widen. I bite my lip and start to take off my jeans. “You really don’t have to do that, Brittany,” he reaches out, grabbing my hands.

  We stand there looking at each other for a minute and then I continue to pull my jeans off, revealing the black thong that matches my bra. Nathan stands there. He doesn’t take his eyes off me.

  “Uh. Brittany. I know we’ve had a lot to drink. I don’t want you to regret anything in the morning.”

  “That’s so sweet of you, but I’m fine.” I walk inside. “Are you coming? I don’t know where the bathroom is.”

  Nathan stands there contemplating what he should do and it’s adorable. He finally follows be inside, taking my hand and leading us to the bathroom.

  I stand against the counter, half naked and cross my arms. Nathan looks at me confused.

  “What’s wrong?” he asks. “I can leave if you’ve changed your mind?”

  “Uh. No. It’s not fair you’re still fully dressed, covered in mud. You’ll have a lot to mop tomorrow after work.” I giggle.

  Nathan smiles and lifts his shirt over his head. Fuck, I knew he would have a nice body, but he’s ripped. His abs are… wow. He’s so defined. If he wasn’t so dirty I may have had to lick them. I notice a few bruises starting to turn yellow that match his eye. Someone had really whooped on him.

  “Brittany?”

  I look up at him and see the huge grin on his face. He must have said something while I was drooling over his gorgeous body. “Yeah?”

  “Can you, uh, can take off the rest of your clothes so I can toss everything in the washer?” He watches me as he continues to get undressed. His jeans fall to the floor and I’m impatiently waiting for him to remove the Calvin Klein’s. He starts to pull them down ever so slowly and stops. I look up at him and he winks. “Like what you see?”

  I remove my bra and throw it in his face. “Do you?”

  Nathan moves in closer. “I do. You are beautiful, Brittany.”

  “Thanks. You’re not so bad yourself,” I say as I take my panties off and throw them at him too. “Hurry up. I’m getting cold.”

  “Sorry.” He turns the shower on and takes his boxers off and his dick springs free, pointing upward at me. I see a bead of cum on the tip. I reach out and smear it around the head. Nathan moans and pulls me close, walking us backwards into the shower and under the water.

  Nathan has one of those huge rain heads. Shower head, that is. We can both be under the water together. The warmth feels so good running down my cold body. I close my eyes and lean my head back, trying to get the pieces of mud free from my hair. I step out of the water and open my eyes. Nathan is watching me. He’s studying me as if he’s never seen a naked woman. I guess it’s just because he’s never seen ME naked.

  “Can you pass me the shampoo, please?” I ask.

  “Can I?” He motions to the bottle.

  “Sure. Just don’t get it in my eyes, okay.”

  “I won’t.” He begins lathering my hair. He looks very serious at the task. It feels so good having his hands in my hair. I close my eyes and sigh.

  “Feel good?”

  I look up at him and smile. “Yes. It feels amazing.”

  “Close your eyes,” he whispers. He tilts my head back and begins rinsing my hair and then I feel his lips on mine. I melt into him. This feels so wrong, but it also feels so right being in his arms. It’s still a shock to my system with his tongue dipping into my mouth, meeting mine. It’s a good shock.

  I grab his wet, hard dick and begin stroking it. Nathan jerks and deepens our kiss. He squeezes my hips and moans into my mouth. It is the hottest fucking sound I’ve ever heard come from him. Most of the time when he speaks I want to punch him in the throat. Slowly my feelings are changing.

  Nathan pulls away panting. “Brittany, this is not how I expect my first time, uh, ya know, with you. Not that I’m expecting anything I just… fuck.”

  “It’s fine. I get it. Let’s get this mud off us and see where we go from here. Okay?”

  “Okay,” he sighs.

  We watch each other as we wash ourselves. The soap running down his tanned body, is such a sensual sight. He has several tattoos that I would’ve never known about if he wasn’t standing here, naked in front of me. After we’re rinsed off, we both stand there under the water looking at each other, neither of us sure what happens next.

  Nathan pushes me backwards against the cold tiles and kisses me possessively, greedily. He wraps me in his arms and carries me out of the shower, water dripping all over the floor. Nathan sets me down and wraps me in a towel and dries my body. It’s a sweet gesture and I’m now dry everywhere except for one spot, a spot that’s gotten much wetter as the night has gone on and I want him there so badly.

  “So, what now, Brittany? Your clothes should be ready for the dryer by now. That was a long shower.” He chuckles. “I’ll be right back,” he says, wrapping a towel around his waist and leaving me in the bathroom with my thoughts.

  I try to get some of the water out of my hair, then put my towel in the basket. I look at my reflection in the mirror and try to finger comb my hair to look half-ass sexy. I sigh and give up. As I turn around Nathan is leaning up against the doorway watching me.

  “You’re so much more beautiful than I ever imagined.”

  “You’ve imagined me naked, huh?” I crinkle my nose at him and walk toward him, trying to look seductive and probably failing miserably.

  “I have many times. I’ve liked you a long time, Brittany. I’m sure you knew.”

  “I did and it was quite annoying.” His hand goes to his chest as if he’s heart broken. I swat his chest and
he catches it quickly. “You were very persistent. I’m trying to put it nicely.”

  “I never give up on something I want, Brittany. Would you like a robe?”

  “Nah. I think I’m okay, unless you want me to wear one?”

  “I’m totally fine with this,” he says, looking at my body and licking his lips.

  “Nathan, I know earlier I was being a bitch.” Nathan chuckles and I give him a death stare. “Like I was saying, I know I said that I wouldn’t be with you, but I really do want to.” I take in his eyes and watch as they turn lust filled.

  “Brittany, I won’t lie. I’ve wanted you for so long. I just don’t want to fuck this up. It’s taken a long time to wear you down.” I laugh. “I don’t want you to wake up tomorrow and think you’ve made a horrible mistake.”

  My face turns sympathetic. He’s thinking about my feelings and it’s weird. Well, not weird. It’s just guys have never cared that much about my feelings as Nathan does now.

  “I think you’re only saying this because we’ve been drinking. I promise, you’re not taking advantage of me. Okay? I know what’s going on, completely. I want you just as much as you want me right now.”

  “I’m so fucking glad to hear you say those words, Brittany. I want you so fucking bad.”

  He quickly lifts me into his strong arms, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carries me to his bed, laying me down. He pounces on top of me and his eyes pierce into mine. We’re both already completely naked, so there are no barriers in the way.

  Nathan slowly kisses my lips, then my cheek and down the nape of my neck until he reaches my left breast, sucking it into his mouth. I gasp, arching myself into him further. He squeezes my other breast, making sure he’s giving attention to both. He nibbles the one in his mouth as he pinches the other, both have grown hard under his touch. He releases the breast in his mouth and moves to the other, giving it the same attention. I’m aching for him to move lower, to put his mouth over my clit.

  “Please, Nathan. I need you.”

  He lets go of my breast. “Very impatient, aren’t we?” he asks, huskily as he kisses down my stomach, twirling his tongue into my bellybutton, the sensation shooting straight to my core.

  “This is the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen. I can’t wait to taste you.” I moan at his filthy words. He’s got me so wet and so ready for him. I run my fingers through his hair as he dips his tongue between my swollen lips. I’m having a hard time keeping my legs open. His scruff is tickling my thighs. He possessively spreads them wider and I moan.

  “Oh. God,” I pant. He’s barely touched me. I pull him closer. I need more. He chuckles and flattens his tongue over my clit. I swear it covers my whole pussy. He closes his mouth over me and sucks, flicking his tongue at the same time. I’ve never felt anything close to this with anyone else. His mouth, his tongue, he is the king of oral. I may have to give him that nickname for the bedroom. I’m sure he’d eat it right up, just like he is now. “Oh fuck. Nathan, I’m close!” I shout.

  He stops and slowly climbs over the top of me. “I want you to cum all over my dick. I want to feel you squeezing me the first time.” Fuck. The way he talks to me, I can’t get enough.

  ‘‘Yes. Now. I’m so close. It hurts.” He reaches into the nightstand and grabs a condom, quickly putting it on. He positions himself above me and looks down at me with such compassion, kisses the top of my nose and then my lips. He brings my hands above my head, interlacing our fingers. With one thrust, he’s all the way in. I’m so wet. I can’t believe we’re doing this. I can’t believe I was such a bitch and said no to him, pushed him away for so long. I could’ve been having him all this time. I’m a fucking stubborn bitch sometimes.

  “Brittany.” I open my eyes, focusing on him. “Are you okay?”

  “Yes,” I whisper. “More than okay.”

  That’s all he needs to hear. He begins fucking me, making sure to rub my clit with each thrust. I’m so fucking close again. I squeeze his hands and bite my lip hard. It’s building so deep inside of me.

  “Are you close, Brittany? I want you there with me.”

  “Yes!” I scream. “I’m cumming. I’m cumming. Harder. Fuck me harder,” I pant. It hits me so hard. My entire body is convulsing from the explosion.

  Nathan grunts as his orgasm takes over. I can feel him throbbing inside of me.

  He let’s go of my hands and rests on his elbows above me.

  I’m trying to catch my breath, wanting to say something. I just can’t. I don’t know what to say after that. I’m speechless and that’s fucking scary. I always have something to say.

  “What’s wrong?” Nathan asks, his brow furrowed.

  “Nothing. Nothing’s wrong. I was trying to think of something to say, but I’m speechless.”

  Nathan’s eyebrows raise in surprise. “What! Brittany, speechless. I never thought I’d see the day.” He laughs and I slap him. “Ow.” He laughs, leaning in for a peck before rolling off me to go clean up in the bathroom.

  I lay here, thinking of our night together. I had a wonderful time with Nathan. I’ve learned a few things about him that I don’t think I would have ever known if I hadn’t given him a chance. He is a great cook. He has a nice, clean home. He’s also very sweet and a fucking fantastic lover. And fuck me, can he eat some pussy. It was amazing. It makes me smile.

  “What are you smiling about?”

  “Just thinking about you,” I say as he gets in the bed beside me.

  “Oh yeah? At how good a lover I am?” He chuckles.

  “Among other things,” I say, hitting him.

  “Damn. You are so abusive.”

  “Well. Quit saying cocky shit and I won’t hit you.”

  “You’d think after what I just did for you, you’d be a little nicer to me.”

  I hit him again. “That’s the shit I’m talking about. Asshole.”

  “I’m just joking.” He laughs.

  “Do you think my clothes are dry by now, so you can take me home?”

  Nathan’s face turns serious. “You don’t have to go home. I mean, you can stay if you want. I wouldn’t mind. Not to mention, we did drink a lot tonight, but if you’re not comfortable and want to go I will take you.”

  “Wow. Way to guilt me into staying. I don’t know, though. Isn’t that a bit fast Nathan?”

  “I guess it is. It’s okay if you don’t want to.”

  “Yeah, I think I should go home. We need to meet Jessa and Alex in the morning. Remember? If you don’t think you’ve sobered up enough to drive me I can call an Uber.”

  “That’s right. I almost forgot. That should be a blast. I’m not much of a tux guy.” He frowns. “I’m fine, though. Really. I just thought it would make you want to stay, but it’s cool. I’ll go grab your clothes.”

  As I watch his hot ass walk out the door I can’t help but wonder if I’m making a mistake. Am I being stupid? I do kind of wanna stay. I shouldn’t, though. I’m not trying to rush into anything. We need to get to know each other better. I have a lot of questions and I need time. I’ve gone further than I intended already.

  Nathan wraps me in his arms before dunking me in a mud puddle. I come up gasping for air, confused. “What the fuck is wrong with you? I could’ve died.” I look at him, waiting for an answer of why he just tried to kill me, but he says nothing, just laughs. I blink and he’s now standing beside me in a tux. He has a huge black eye and I’m wearing a wedding dress covered in mud. Nathan is still laughing.

  While in the shower the next morning, I try to figure out the meaning of that fucked up dream. I have some weird ones, but since I’ve been seeing Nathan they’ve been getting even weirder. It must be the over thinking.

  I’m excited to try on dresses for Jessa’s wedding. I hope she picks something cute. I’m not wearing one of those fluffy, ugly ass dresses. Hell no. I don’t think she’d do that to me though. I wonder if I’ll get to see Nathan in his tux? I know I saw him wearing one in my dream, but that’
s not the same.

  I have forty minutes until I need to be at the dress shop. I’m usually late to everything, so I’m gonna try my best to be on time for once. I must admit, I’m eager to see Nathan, too.

  Well pat myself on the back. I pull up to the shop with three minutes to spare. I’m the first one here, too, and that surprises me with always being the last. Someone pulls up beside me on a motorcycle. He pulls off his need helmet. It’s Nathan. He smiles and winks at me. I can’t help but grin like a school girl.

  I get out of my car and walk over to him.

  “When are you gonna take me for a ride?”

  “I thought I did last night?” He grins, showing that

  adorable dimple. “Just kidding. I can take you whenever you want.”

  “How about after this?”

  “I can’t. I have to pick up Kayson from the ex-wife,” he says, looking at me sympathetically.

  “Oh. Okay. I totally understand. Maybe another time.” I smile.

  “Why don’t you come with me?”

  “Uh. No offense, but I’d rather not see that crazy ass woman. She already accused me a long time ago of fucking you behind her back. I’m not trying to get involved in the baby mama drama. Ya know what I mean?”

  “She did? She’s never trusted me. There’s good reason, but we’ll get into that another time.” I frown, not sure exactly what he meant by that. I don’t care for his choice of words. At all. I’m not looking for another loser boyfriend who cheats on me. I’ve had enough of that in the past.

  “I didn’t mean that the way it sounded. I’m not nor will I ever be a cheater. I promise,” he says, shaking his head. I hope I can believe him. I am really starting to like him. Finally letting my guard down to how annoying he can be, so I don’t want him fucking it up. “I always meet her at McDonalds. It’s more civil that way. She won’t make a fool of herself in public. You can sit in the truck if you want? You won’t even have to see her.”

  “I don’t think it’s a good idea to meet your son so soon. He will become attached to my awesomeness.” Nathan laughs and I join in.