Sweet Temptation (5 page)

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.

* * *

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 do, but she was never quiet at doing it. Plus if she did, Chantal would know and she wouldn’t let her live it down.

She jumped in the shower for a quick cold one to bring down her raging hormones, got dressed in jeans and a top and walked back out there. When Skylar walked back into the kitchen, Nate wasn’t there. Frowning, she looked around.

“He left.” Chantal told her.

In a way she was glad he wasn’t there, to avoid dealing with the feelings that she was starting to have for him, but she didn’t want him to leave either.
Make up your mind,
she told herself. Skylar grabbed a drink and her breakfast and sat at the table. Chantal sat opposite her, watching her carefully. “What?” she growled at her, taking a bite of her food.

       Chantal frowned at her, “So, you interested in Nate? I saw the way you both looked at each other.”

Skylar swallowed the food in her mouth. “No, I know his type and that not me at all.” Skylar said as she got up to go rinsed her plate off. Once done, she headed to her room without saying anything more to Chantal. She flopped on her bed and threw her arm over her eyes. She knew Chantal would follow her. When she had something on her mind she never gave up until she sorted it out. Groaning, she waited for Chantal to come in and say her peace.

              She had started to doze off when Chantal came in.

“Sky, I’ve known him and Dom for five years. Trust me, they have had their fair share of women, but the way he looks at you is different from what I have seen when he looks at the others for just sex.”

Skylar groaned. She had been having these sexy fantasies of what she wanted to do to him and he didn’t even look at her like that in those. “Great,” she rolled over onto her front so she wouldn’t have to look at Chantal.

“Sorry, that came out the wrong way. He does look at you like that, but it’s more than just that, it’s like he really, really wants you for
more
than just sex. Can’t you see it yourself when he looks at you?”

Skylar really didn’t want to get her hopes up because she knew from the bottom of her soul that a guy like him would never go for a girl like her. He was absolute alpha male model material, and she was an ordinary girl who wouldn’t even be looked at twice to be considered a model. He had nothing wrong with him, perfect in every way. Green eyes that hypnotised you, short black hair, long enough to wrap around your fingers, a straight nose, perfect lips, chiselled chest, and a bloody six pack with the smallest trail of hair that ran from his navel to the top of his jeans. His thick-muscled legs that looked like tree trunks and his ass were easily meant to be grabbed. She wasn’t even in that category: wavy brown hair past her shoulders, blue eyes, size18D breasts, and freckles everywhere, which she hated.
 

She just couldn’t understand why he would even look at her like that
. The only reason couldn’t be what Chantal said; it would be because he couldn’t see her as more than just a friend, or it was a dare with his friends, or she was ugly and he was just being nice. Well, the dare bit just pissed her off, hoping to God that wasn’t it.

“Sorry, but I can’t see what you see, Chantal. Even if I did, I would be only dreaming that it would happen and I know it isn’t going to, so can we drop it? I really don’t feel like talking about it anymore.” She rolled back over to see if Chantal was still there and listening to her. She was, and nodded with a sad smile.

“I’ll stop. But there is something there. So since you don’t want to talk about that, do you feel up to going shopping? Since summer is here I need a new wardrobe, you up for it?”

Skylar jumped off her bed and nearly took Chantal out. “Hell yes. We haven’t gone shopping in a long time.”

Chantal laughed and watched Skylar run out of the room. Getting up off the bed, she walked towards where Skylar was. They both grabbed their wallets and sunnies and headed out the door to her car. Once inside she reversed out and headed to the mall.

* * *

         Nate didn’t want to leave Skylar, but after getting a phone call from Dom, he knew something was up. Jumping in his truck he drove to the bar where Dom met him at the back door.

“What’s going on, Dom?” He didn’t look happy at all.

“Last night when you left with Skylar, Chantal and I weren’t far behind. Once I caught up to you, I noticed a black Ford following you. I didn’t tell Chantal. I slowed down and kept my distance. When you pulled up in your driveway the car slowed and watched you from afar carrying Skylar into her home. Who would do anything like that, unless you know who it was?”

Nate thought about what he said, having no clue as to who followed him. “Did you get a look at the driver?”

“No. That car had tinted windows, plus it was night out. No number plate either.”

The thought pissed Nate off. He knew he had some enemies, but they weren’t stupid enough to do anything about it; maybe only follow him.

“I’m surprised you didn’t notice someone was following you, you’re usually pretty good with that stuff, man. What happened?” Dom asked with a weird look.

“Nothing happened. I just wasn’t paying attention, that’s all.” He walked into the bar, sat down and ordered a beer.

“Nate, I know you. You always pay attention to everything around you, no matter what, even if you are distracted.”

Blowing out a breath, he avoided the comment. He just didn’t want to say that Skylar was the one that distracted him and she wasn’t even awake at the time.

“Okay, whatever man. What are we going to do if this car comes back?”

He took a sip of his beer and placed it back on the bar. “We’ll just have to see if they are actually going to do anything. That’s all we can do at this moment, wait and see.”

“Okay.” Dom had said as he went to take another sip of his beer.

Staring at his beer, Nate was trying to think who would follow him and if they were actually going to do something to him. Once he finished his beer he told Dom that he had stuff to do and headed out, thinking it was time to go see his brother and see what he thought.

* * *

Skylar was glad once Chantal dropped her off at home. After four hours of going from shop to shop, her feet were killing her. Plus that girl could shop; if she hadn’t said anything they would still be out there.

Skylar hopped in the bath to relieve the soreness of her feet and the rest of her aching body. Wrapping a towel around herself, she walked back into her room to go through what she bought.

Although summer was in full swing, she still liked wearing her jeans. She bought five more pairs – all different, some nice tops and singlets since she lived in them, boots, and sandals. From a lingerie store she bought some red and black bras and matching panties. Chantal couldn’t help herself and convinced her to buy two corsets with matching garter belts and stockings, one black and silver, and the other purple, along with a couple of silk nighties that came to the tops of her thighs. They had spaghetti straps that crossed over the back and ended at the base of her spine. They were cute, but she never wore the stuff. She cut all the tags off of them and went to put a load in the washer.

Walking back out, she heard a knock at the door. Thinking it was Chantal, she went to open the door.
She must have forgotten her key,
she thought.

“Where did you leave the key—” she couldn’t finish the sentence, Nate was standing there.

“Ummm…hi,” she said, pulling her towel tighter around her. Nate looked her up and down and grinned. Blushing, she look to the floor. She couldn’t believe that she was standing half naked in his presents.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt you. I’ll come back later.”

“No, it’s all right. I wasn’t doing anything important,” she said, touching his arm to stop him from leaving. “Is there something you wanted?” She didn’t mean to say it like that, she hoped he wouldn’t pick up on the way she said it. But when she looked back at him again, she knew he had definitely noticed.

She swallowed. “I mean, you’re here on my door step for some reason. Is everything all right?” She frowned.

“I just wanted to see if you wanted to go to the movies on Monday night. You can pick the show, of course.”

Did he just ask me out on a date?

Obviously she was taking too long to answer him.

“If you got plans, it’s all good, just thought I’d ask.” He started to turn around again and that was starting to get annoying. Why couldn’t he just say something and wait to see what she said before he turned away?

       “I don’t know anything about you.” Skylar answered.

      “We wouldn’t be alone. There will be several people there and it’s their busiest night. How does seven o’clock sound? We can have some dinner before we go, where it’s crowded, or just go to the movie.”

              She looked around, unsure about the situation. “How about just the movie. Is that fine?”

      “That’s fine with me, Skylar.” Nate told her with a slight grin on his face.

She loved how her name sounded when he said it. It rolled off his tongue perfectly
. Not going in that direction
. “So about the movie, you would let me pick any movie and you would sit there and watch the entire movie, especially if it’s a chick flick?” She raised her brow and waited for his answer.

“I’ll watch whatever you pick and promise not to fall asleep through it.” He didn’t care what she picked out; he just wanted to be with her.

She could be cruel and pick some chick flick, but she would fall sleep through it herself. “I’m not that cruel, Nate. I’m more into action and comedy, as long as there are any good ones out there playing. I’m sure you’re fine with action or comedy movies, right?”