Uninvolved (16 page)

There had been no talk of going out
.
At
first
,
this bothered
her
until she admitted to herself she really just wanted his body
.
But was that true?
They had emailed every work day, all day
,
for almost a month now
.
She loved his sense of humor but also the fact that it always felt like they had something to say to one another.

She had taken her time getting ready
.
He had an evening game
,
so she had time to kill
.
After showering, agonizing over what to wear
,
and doing her hair and makeup
,
she read
.
When she heard the
doorbell,
she jumped up
and then
straightened her skirt
before
opening the door.

There he was, just being all hot and stuff
.
He had changed into normal sneakers but otherwise still
had on his soccer stuff
.
Black shorts that showed off his muscular calves and a blue tank that made his hazel eyes seem almost green
.
He had a gym bag slung over his shoulder with probably a change of clothes
inside
.

Dropping his bag in her foyer
,
he studied her
with his
mouth open
.
She
was wearing
a
black bustier with black lace and pink ribbon details and
a
short black lace skirt
.
She had used rollers in her brown hair and was rocking big Victoria Secret
style
curls
.
Her makeup was mainly simple except for her eyes which she had done smoky
.
All of this could have been why
Nate
was looking like he was about to have a stroke
,
but
Becka
thought
what
really did it were her what Dave affectionately c
alled her
“
fuck me
”
high
-
heeled
black leather boots.

He brought his fist
up to his mouth,
bit
ing
the knuckle of his i
n
dex finger
and shook his head at her
.
Becka
shrugged like
“
what?
”
knowing full well what she was doing to him
.
We'll see if you leave in the middle of the night again
,
sh
e mused to herself
.
Turning
,
she
walked into the living room
,
and he mutely followed her
.
Seeing a throw pillow on the ground
,
she sauntered slowly over it and
,
with her back to
Nate
,
slowly bent from the waist down to pick it up
.
When she straightened back up
and tossed it onto the sofa
,
Becka
turned back to
Nate
.
He seemed to be using the back of the sofa for support.

"Want a drink?" she asked
coyly
.

He nodded.

She
went to move past him to go into the kitchen when he snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her to him
.
Nate
kissed her soundly, grinding his hips against hers
.
Becka's hands rose to his arms.
She could feel how
turned on
he was
.
It
made her feel powerful
.
Breaking their kiss
,
she moved to kiss his neck
, tasting him
.
He smelled so musky
.
His
sweat mixed with his cologne
.
It
was almost primal.

After taking a deep breath
,
he said
,
"You look so fucking hot right now."

She gently bit his ear and then pulled away to go and get him a beer
.
Feeling a bit nervous
,
she decided she could use one as well
.
He walked over to lean on the kitchen bar as she grabbed a bottle opener for their drin
ks.

They each took a long
swig before
Nate
said
,
"I feel
gross
.
Is
it still okay if I shower?"

"
Do you have to? I'm kinda digging the sweat.
"

"
Another time, when you are all sweaty too
.
"
H
e pulled her to him and smelled her hair
.
"
Man, driving over here I was thinking how hot it would be if you took one with me
,
but I changed my mind
‘
cause you look too good right now
,
and I
want
to
take my time getting that get
-
up
off of you."

Becka
bit her lips
,
half angry she was going to miss out on
a shower with him and half
excited by w
hat he was going to do to her.

Nate
carried his duffle bag to her room before hopp
ing into the shower
.
She lay, waiting
,
on her bed
.
When
Nate
walked in with his skin glistening from the shower and only a towel wrapped around his waist
,
she
had to control herself fr
om drooling
.
At this moment
,
Becka
really didn’t care if he didn’t
want t
o spend the night
.
She
just
wanted him.

"Here
,
stand up
,
" he said
,
reaching out his hand to help her off of the bed.

He sat down on the ed
ge of her bed and positioned Becka
with her back facing him in front of him.

"Can you bend over again?
Like you did before."

She slowly stretched her arms down
,
keeping her legs straight and went to touch her toes.

"You seriously have an incredible ass
,
" he said
,
running his hands down her backside and then up and down the backs of her legs
.
When his hands grazed over the ticklish spot on the backs of her knees
,
she jumped, giving him a
“
not funny
”
look while he
lifted his hands and
did his best to look innocent
.
Becka
reached for her beer
and took another deep drink
.
Nate
did the same with his own
.
Setting her drink back down
,
she
took his from him as well and came to sit next to him
.
Nate
pulled her legs up onto his lap and unzipped and removed each of her boots
,
telling her they were hot but the heels looked dangerous.

Becka
scooted back closer
to the head of her bed and lied
back
against
her pillows
.
She tugged on his arm to join her
.
Doing his best to keep his towel intact
,
he stretched out next to her
.
She muffed her hands into his slightly damp hair and pulled his face to hers
.
He was a great kisser
,
but she
wanted more
.
She moved her hand to his towel
,
but he stopped her
,
explaining that she was the one wearing
too much
.
Becka
lifted her hips as he slid her skirt off
.

Now clad onl
y in her bustier and a thong
,
Becka
reached for his towel again
.
He still stopped her
.
This
time
,
she pouted
,
which made
Nate
laugh
.
He tugged on her botto
m lip
,
making her laugh too
.
She
stopped laughing when he asked her how she got herself off
.
Suddenly very shy
,
Becka
blushed as she mumbled that she had a bullet vibrator
.
When he asked her i
f he could watch her get off
,
Becka
thought she was going to die.

"Um
,
why would I have to
,
ah
,
take care of myself if you are here?" she asked curiously.

"I just think it would be really sexy to watch
,
" he replied.

"I don’t know
.
I've never had someone watch me do it before."

"Maybe another time
,
"
Nate
said
,
standing
.
He
pulled her up onto her knees,
facing him.

Her bustier practically served her breasts
on a platter.

"I am really digging this top
,
"
Nate
said, cupping and squeezing her through the material
.
Becka responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling his mouth to hers
.
He moved his hands from her breasts to her ass, pressing her against him and grinding his hips against hers
.
She bro
ke their kiss and moved,
kissing his neck
,
towards his chest
.
She licked one of his nipples then playfully bit it.

Nate
groaned, pulling Becka
back up to him
.
He
turned
her
around
and und
id
the hooks of her bustier
.
Once
she was free of it
,
he turned Becka
to face him a
nd resumed kissing her
.
Not long
after
that
,
he liberated
Becka
of her of her thong as well
.
Now that he was the overdressed party
,
she was successful in getting him sans towel
.
About time
,
Becka
thought to herself
,
moving
to reach for a condom when
Nate
instead
pushed her back until she was laying down and
moved his kisses lower, much lower.

Becka
lay
back against her pillows and held her breath
.
Oh
L
ord, she thought to herself
.
T
his would not help her learn to forget
Nate
.
In
fact
,
whatever he was doin
g down there felt so good it
may permanently
etch him onto her being
.
Afterward
,
Becka
pulled herself up
,
trying to concentrate on steadying her breathing
.
Raising his eyes to hers
,
Nate
grinned at her expression
.
Blushing
,
Becka
covered her face with a pillow
.
Not feeling him
anymore
,
Becka
peeke
d from out from under
the
pillow,
her mouth dropping open as she watched him pull on a pair of jeans.