9

The ride back home was quiet except the horns from the impatient cars and the silent snores from Rachel.
Nathan took a glance at her. She was drunk. Damn she looked super hot while she slept.
Stupid him, why did he left her alone in the first place, he was so stupid. He had seen her grind on Mike and he lost his calm.
He had watched her dance on Mike. He wanted that. He wanted to feel her on him. Instead he was wasting time talking to that nasty boring bitch.
He pulled into the driveway and thought about walking Rachel. He decided against it and carried her onto his arms into the house.
She was so soft.
As he struggled to unlock the door, her head hit the door slightly and that was just enough to wake her.
“Ughhh Why is your face to close to me? Why does my head hurt so much?”
“You are drunk babe.”
“Babe I like that but I’m sure you call anybody babe. “Rachel said.
He didn’t answer.
Nathan opened the door and gently dropped her on the couch.
“I’m sure you call Han-nah babe too. Pre-tty sure she was a good fuck.”
“Really doubt that.” Nathan snickered.
“So you fucked her. You are so fuck-ing predic-table. Is this how this marr-iage is go-ing to be like—”
“Don’t get to ahead of yourself, We didn’t do anything.”
“Then why? Why did you go with her? I want-ed you. I want-ed to dance with you. I thought a-bout you when I was danc-ing with Mike. You are such a horri-ble per-son.” Rachel said fighting back tears.
Wow drunk Rachel was so emotional.
“I get this is marriage isn’t real but you could at least fucking respect me.”
And talkative.
“You should get some sleep—”
“I don’t want to sleep, I want you. I want now.” Her eyes stared intently at him then traveled to his lips.
He really liked drunk Rachel.
“You smell good,” she paused to draw in his perfume, “Really good.”
“You are drunk.” he said dismissing her statement as he picked her into his arms and sauntered up the stairs.
She smiled and inclined deeper into the crook of his neck. “And you are so warm. You feel nice.”
Nathan carried her into the room, he dropped her on the bed and proceeded to go but she holds on to his hands.
“I want to you to stay with me.”
“But I told you—”
“I just want you to stay with me okay.” She said with a sleepy voice.
This was too tempting. He should say no.
Nathan sighed and pulled the covers over them both and snuggled close to her.
Tightly. Securely.
Her head layed on him and pulls her close to the crook of his arm and watches her snuffles settled to a steady rhythm. He was almost drifting off when she let out a giggle in her sleep.
Damn she was going to be the death of him.
He wondered about Hannah and whether she achieved her precious orgasm but he closed his eyes. He didn’t finish the thought.
Rachel felt the gentle rays of sunlight trickling through the curtains before she opened her eyes. She felt an overwhelming unexplainable warmth around her. She felt so comfortable.
“Fuck!”
She groaned as she felt a throbbing pain in her head as she tried to sit up. Her mouth tasted like bile and everything bitter.
What happened?
She looked around the room and rubbed at her eyes frantically.
This was not her room.
Then she looked at the bed and noticed she was lying on a sleeping Nathan.
She froze.
She groaned as she tried to remember what happened the previous day.
At the party. Then Nathan pushed Mike.
Fuck Nathan pushed Mike?!
Then they went home. Did he carry her here? Did something happen? She looked down and saw she still had her party dress on.
She took another glance at Nathan. He was shirtless.
And his body was definitely drool worthy.
“Stop looking at me like that.”
He was awake! When did he wake up? She was so embarrassed. She must have seemed like a creep.
“Hey—”
She sucked a deep breath as he proceeded to sit up. His chest was well exposed to her.
She was absolutely mesmerized by his body. His chiseled stood out and was glowing radiantly. His well defined abs gave the impression that he came out of a Calvin Klein photoshoot.
“Stop looking at me like that.” He growled stroking her chin with his fingers.
She held his gaze almost innocently , “Like what?”
“Like who want me to kiss every part of your body, like you want me to bend you, like you want to be—”
“Fucked.” She completed in a tiny whisper.
“And all you have to do is beg.”
Rachel felt like time had stopped but the flutter intensified. She could feel her knees weaken. She could swear she felt an heartbeat in her vagina. She could hear it.
She thought about his strong hands gripping her hips. She thought about having glistening his saliva on her nipples. She wondered how his lips—
“Well?” Nathan interrupted her trance looking at with amusement.
Rachel smiled.
Both of them were shocked at her response.
She drove her tongue inside him setting off a growl from Nathan, he made the most magnificent sounds. Completely mouth-watering noises of pleasure.
He pulled her into his laps catching her by the hips.
She arched her ass high in the air as his hands slid down her spine and over the curve of her ass. His hands delayed there, his hands weighing, squeezing—
Smack! Smack!
She let out a slight gasp. The feeling of his palm striking her skin made the warmth between her legs surge. Made her shiver with want.
Primal. Raw. Intense.
She could tell he was as excited just as she was as she felt his cock against her leg.
Rock hard.
She grabbed and tugged at his hair and pulled him closer as she whispered in his ear,
“I won’t beg you, you will be begging me.”
Then she pulled away , her eyes never leaving his locked on like magnets till she left the room with a mischievous smile.
They both knew the reason.