Be With Me in Silicon Valley: The Juliette Trilogy (The Princesses of Silicon Valley - Book 3)

by Anita Claire

  He smiles, “Give me a minute, I need to use the head.”

  Taking this time to hang up my coat and take off my boots, I go into the kitchen to see if Cassie’s been home, and to fill my bedside water bottle. Heading back towards my bedroom, I see that Nate’s no longer in the bathroom. Quickly brushing my teeth and washing up, I use makeup remover pads to take off my mascara. He doesn’t need to experience smeared makeup and bad breath two nights in a row. Entering my bedroom as I give myself a quick messy braid to avoid a crazy case of bed hair in the morning, I see Nate’s made himself comfortable. His gym bag is in the corner with a pile of clothes next to it, both lights are on, condoms are on the bedside table next to his wallet, and Nate is sitting up naked in my bed looking at his cell phone.

  Smiling, I say, “Glad to see you made yourself at home.”

  Giving me a cocky smile, he places his phone on the table and lifts the end of the comforter as he says, “I’ll show you how thorough I can be.”

  Remembering our earlier texts, “That’s right, you have some thoroughly pleasing skills to show off.”

  The warm air coming out of the vent gives me an idea. As Nate watches, I slowly undress for him. When I get down to my underwear I turn around, bend over, pick up my sweater, slowly folding it and putting it away so that he gets a good look at my backside wearing a thong. As I turn around, I can see by the look on his face that he’s enjoying the show. When I am completely naked, I strut over to the bed and start crawling in as he completely throws back the covers. Lowering my hand to his stomach, I gently trail my fingers to his crotch where I find he’s already hard. Smiling knowingly, I look into his hooded eyes, “I see you enjoyed watching me undress.”

  Raising one hand to my breast and another to my face and neck, he licks my lower lip, then sticks his tongue in my mouth. Tasting his toothpaste in a deep kiss, he grabs my knee and drags me over him so I am sitting across his lap, my legs straddling his waist. Releasing the kiss, he says, “Let me try this. I’ll make sure you’re coming before I release.”

  Kissing me again, he lowers one hand to my hip while his other hand controls his penis as he uses it to rub my clit and folds, feeling me inside with his fingers to make sure I’m wet. My hands are on his shoulders as he releases our kiss. We’re cheek to cheek looking down as he rolls on the condom. Lifting me with one hand on my butt and hip, he places me over him and starts rocking himself inside of me. We both watch as our bodies merge. Raising and lowering my hips with both hands, he submerges deeper with each stroke. Gently he uses his thumb and index finger to stoke my clit in a gentle circular motion. My breathing becomes more labored as the stimulation increases the waves of contractions racing across my core and down my legs. In his soft bedroom voice, he says, “Juliette, let go of my shoulders.” as he leans back on the pillow, grabs my right leg, lifts it over his body, and pivots me so I’m facing his feet. Gently rubbing his hand down my back, he says, “slowly lean down and grab my ankles.”

  Following his instructions, with his hands on my hips he moves me up and down and circles my hips in a figure-eight pattern. Feeling the rhythm, I start taking over. The base of his penis is now stimulating my clit, while he perfectly hits my insides. Feeling my orgasm rise, I go a little faster and harder as I can’t help gasping. Never have I felt anything like this, instinctively, I know he’s perfectly hit my G-spot. I’ve read that hitting your G-spot and clit can result in an amazing orgasm. The actual experience is indescribably better than anything I ever imagined. Just as we break apart, Nate takes over guiding my body so he gets stimulated… with three guttural moans, I know he’s come too.

  My body is shaking from my orgasm as he maintains his hold on my hips letting me come down in place. As he shrinks and leaves me, Nate gently lowers me back into his arms. Holding me close while my body continues to shake and my brain buzzes. Finally, I come down. He tucks me in under the covers as he heads into the bathroom. When he joins me again, he uses a warm washcloth to wipe the sticky residue of sex off me.

  As he turns off the lights he says, “I turned the heater back down, it was warm enough for you to strip but it’s way too warm for me to sleep. I hope you don’t mind.” He then pulls me back into a warm spoon. Kissing my head, he says, “You’re amazing, but now I need to sleep.” Cuddling up, I brush my hand gently over the arm that’s grasping my chest, “Nate, I never knew sex was like this. I’ve never experienced anything like this before. Thank you.”

  He responds by giving my breast a little massage. Hearing his breathing deepen, I can tell he’s asleep. Listening to his strong heart, I lay awake for a while feeling satiated and happy.

  Chapter 16 – Cassie … Again

  A noise wakes me. Lying in bed, I hear a familiar deep scream. Rolling over, I realize I’m in bed with Nate. As another scream reverberates through my room, I feel Nate’s hand reach over and touch me. In a quiet voice, he says, “That’s your roommate, right?”

  Chuckling, I nod. “Oh, that’s her all right.”

  “They came in about half an hour ago. I was hoping it was your roommate, and not some burglar. I really didn’t want to deal with some guy with my Johnson hanging out.”

  “How long have they been at it?”

  “I’m not sure what they were doing before, but the screaming just started.”

  We lay next to each other listening to the very loud lovemaking going on next door.

  “Is she usually like this?” he asks.

  “She’s usually at his place. But yeah, I’ve learned to keep my earbuds ready. I really don’t need this much information.”

  Cassie’s screams are now replaced with some very loud directions.

  “She sure knows what she wants.” Nate says.

  Snickering into his arm, I say, “It’s much funnier listening to her when I’m lying naked in bed next to a hot guy.”

  With this comment, Nate pulls me closer as he runs his hand around my curves.

  “Is all their loud lovemaking turning you on?” I question as my hand snakes down to his groin.

  Chuckling softly, he says, “No, lying naked in bed with all this soft, warm skin is turning me on.”

  He rubs his hand in soft circles over my butt as I run my hand along the ridges of his abs.

  “It’s been going on for a while. What do you think he’s doing to her?”

  Nate’s chuckle vibrates his chest, “I’m not sure, but I can make some rather wild guesses.”

  “Like what?”

  “Maybe he’s touching her hard here,” he says, ducking his head, and grabbing my breast with his mouth. He gives it a long, deep suck resulting in a deep moan from me as a feeling of sparkles run down and along both breasts.

  Releasing my breast, he concludes, “Well, that didn’t cause a scream. Either I’m doing it wrong, or you’re not a screamer.”

  “You are definitely not doing anything wrong.”

  “That’s good to know,” he says as he licks my clavicle. “Mmm, you sure taste good.”

  “Does being a doctor make you good in bed? You know, knowing where to touch?”

  Nate chortles. “Do you think they teach you how to have sex in medical school?”

  “Well, they teach you anatomy in medical school. It’s just one step more—figuring out how to use that knowledge on a partner, isn’t it?”

  “Yeah, I don’t think there’s any correlation with medical school and giving your partner pleasure.”

  “Maybe then you’re just naturally gifted.”

  “I’ll take that as a sign you like what we’ve been up to this weekend.”

  “Oh, I certainly like what we’ve been up to. You weren’t kidding when you said you were thorough.”

  As I reach down to stroke Nate, I tell him, “A few weeks ago, Cassie and Luke woke me up with all her screaming. I remember thinking I want to have sex like that.” With a devilish look in my eye, I add, “I think I got my wish.” A series of Cassie’s screams cause me to shutter, “Though I’m gla
d I don’t make those kinds of noises.”

  “Yeah, I think the screaming would get old fast.” Nate says.

  As I lazily play with Nate I feel him grow, he kisses my head and gently runs his fingers in circles from my butt to my upper thighs. Each circle getting closer to my folds.

  With a deep grumbling moan, he says, “Shit, I’m almost thirty, I didn’t think I had this much energy, but I just can’t resist you.”

  With a big smile, I feel Nate twitch to full size. And I realize it’s not taking too much touching to ignite me, either.

  Nate rolls me over on my back, whispers in my ear, “Just a quick one so we can get back to sleep. Hopefully, your roommate’s done soon.”

  After we’ve had sex, we hear Cassie’s shower turn on as they move their activities to the bathroom. Nate cuddles me deeper, as he says, “Shit, are those two on MDMA?”

  “Cassie told me she’s off of pills and not going back, and Luke’s a professional athlete. I don’t think either of them are doing drugs.”

  “Well, given that description, they’re probably both on something.”

  Sighing wearily, I say. “Let’s just hope their shower sex is less noisy than their bedroom sex.”

  Chapter 17 – Good Clean Fun

  Waking up, the cool-white morning light is streaming in through the window. Rolling over, I stare at Nate’s strong profile and the contours of his shoulders as he lies sleeping on his back. Nature’s calling, so I silently slip out. Darting across the hall naked, I’m relieved I didn’t run into Luke. As I brush my teeth, the door opens. Turning my head, I get a cock shot. It’s amazing how much less traumatic it is when you’ve spent the last two days naked with the guy the cock belongs to. Nate leans over and lightly kisses my shoulder as he rubs his hand down my hip and butt. Dropping his gym bag on the bathroom floor, he looks at me through the mirror. Pulling out his toothbrush, razor and shaving cream, he gets a cocky smile, as he says, “Can I interest you in a shower?”

  Spitting out my toothpaste and rinsing my mouth, I raise my eyebrows and smile, as I look into his cool blue eyes, “Yeah, some nice clean fun.”

  I’m not sure if I should leave and give him privacy, but he doesn’t seem to mind brushing his teeth in front of me. After his teeth are clean, he reaches over; cupping my head he pulls me tight for a deep minty kiss. His face is real bristly causing me to place my hands on either side of his mouth to save my face from whisker rash. Why do women like unshaven men, I wonder? It makes guys look rugged, but I sure have no interest in having their prickly whiskers near my sensitive skin.

  Pulling back, Nate laughs, “a little too prickly for you?”

  Kneeling on the toilet, I lean my elbows on the counter as I watch him shave. For some reason watching a guy shave is sexy. When he’s done, he doesn’t wash off his face but pulls me to him, our naked bodies rubbing against each other. Pulling away, he says, “How about you get that shower going; I’ll join you in a second.”

  Smiling, I rub my cheek against his freshly shaved cheek, as I coo into Nate’s ear “Mmm, freshly shaved cheeks.”

  Being a lover of a hot shower, I turn the water on and stand in the back of the bathtub, releasing my braid as I let the water warm up, giving Nate some privacy to do his business. By the time the water’s warmed up I’m standing under the shower head with my eyes closed, chin tipped up, letting the steamy water run over my body. The shower curtain rustles; I can feel the cool air enter, along with Nate.

  Raising his hand to the water, he says, “You like the water a little hot there. You think I can turn it down a bit?”

  “Only if you can figure out some other way to keep me warm.”

  Lowering the water temperature, he pulls me in tight, massaging each butt cheek with his hands. “Oh, I can find plenty of ways to keep you warm.”

  He then reaches to the shower shelf, grabs my shampoo and starts washing my hair. He lifts the strands high as I grab the soap, push away enough so I can wash his chest down to his rapidly expanding penis. Moving me under the flow, he washes the soap out of my hair. “Conditioner?” he asks.

  “Yes, my hair needs lots of conditioner. You can’t use too much on it.”

  He massages conditioner into every hair on my head, as I wash his magnificent shoulders and arms. As he moves me under the shower spray to remove the conditioner, I reach my arms around his torso and wash his wide, strong back and butt. Reaching for the soap, he lathers up his hands. Kissing me hard, my front plastered to his chest, my arms are now looped so my elbows are against his sides, my forearms are on his back with my hands on his shoulders. He lathers up my back, butt, and thighs, surprising me when he reaches in and washes my butt crack and folds. Releasing the kiss, he turns me around so my back is against his chest as he lathers up and slides his hands from my thighs up my stomach, over my breasts, and up to my shoulders. One hand is now massaging soap around my breasts, while the other slides down to my groin. Using his clever fingers, he spreads my folds and cleans all the crevices including sticking his fingers inside of me, as he licks and kisses my shoulder up to my ear. My body shakes, and I gasp from all the sensual stimuli.

  Pulling myself together enough to talk, I say, “Isn’t it my turn to wash your hair?”

  Chuckling in my ear, he says, “I’m not letting you idle your engine once I’ve gotten it this far.” Turning me around, he adds, “Lean your back against the wall.”

  As I follow his request, he reaches out of the shower and comes back with a condom that he rolls up his erect penis in one grand motion. Placing one hand on the wall next to my face, he smashes his mouth into mine. Reaching down, he lifts my knee into the crook of his elbow. Then he bends his knees giving himself a better angle as he penetrates me. It’s kind of scary, since I have no way to balance myself and am completely dependent on Nate for stability. Releasing the kiss, he bends his head and lays his cheek against my cheek. I hear him grunt while he continues to rock hard into me while I hang precariously onto his shoulders. Waiting until I come, he releases. When he’s done, he slowly lets down my leg and just stands there with his forehead against the wall breathing heavily down my neck and onto my shoulder as he waits for me to come down. When I finally can talk again, I put my hand on his chest and ask, “Can I wash your hair now?”

  Lifting up his head, he gives me a small smirk, “I think that’s too much stimulation for me now, next time.” After quickly washing himself, he reaches outside the shower and grabs one of my towels off the bar as he leaves the tub area. Following suit, I quickly wash the sex off me. As I turn off the water and leave the tub, he hands me the other towel. Wrapping his towel around his waist, he leans against the door and crosses his arms across his chest which makes him look big and fierce. Solemnly, he watches me towel off, apply my lotion, and then brush out my hair. At some point, I look at him and say, “Are you enjoying watching me get ready?”

  Slowly nodding his head in a deep voice, he says, “Yes, I am.”

  If I were someone who blushed, I think my cheeks would be fire engine red. Nate is different than what I’m used to. He’s a lover who is confident and experienced, along with being thoughtful and considerate. This is what runs through my mind as he watches me brush out my hair and add Curly Girl. Grabbing my towel from where I dropped it on the floor, I wrap it around myself. As I walk up to the door, he grabs me and pulls me tight, giving me a deep, hungry kiss. After rubbing his hands over my butt and back, he releases the kiss. With a gravelly voice he quietly says into my ear, “If we didn’t just have sex, I would have you back in bed for another round.”

  After a quick sprint into my room, I ask, “What are we doing today?”

  “I’m hungry, let’s grab some breakfast, then we can figure out what else to do.” Dressing quickly, I throw on my running pants and a running shirt, as he pulls on the jeans he wore yesterday and a clean Henley.

  “I need something to drink. We have some juice in the kitchen.” I tell Nate as we head out to the kitchen. Pourin
g a glass of juice for each of us, we watch Luke enter the living room. Luke finds his sneakers and sits down on the couch to tie them up.

  Nate says, “Good morning.”

  This causes Luke to look up and give a cursory nod, then he does a double take when he sees Nate. Looking back at me, he smirks, shakes his head, and leaves. Luke was obviously expecting Zach, since Cassie and he interrupted us making out just over a week ago. I release the breath I was holding upon his exit.

  Nate doesn’t seem fazed, he drinks his juice in one gulp, places the empty glass in the sink. “Friendly guy.” Smirking, he adds, “I take it he heard us in the shower.”

  Relieved that Nate took the double take for overhearing our bathroom sex, I shake my head, “I think that’s the friendliest he’s ever been.”

  “Go grab your jacket. I need to eat.”

  Chapter 18 - Breakfast

  As we eat we talk about what we can do today: hike, mountain bike, ice skate, head up to the city, or head down to Santa Cruz. We still haven’t made a decision by the time we’ve left.

  As we walk back to my place, Nate asks, “What’s going on down there?” pointing to the traffic at the end of the street.

  “Oh, it’s the local farmers market. Do you want to check it out?”

  Nate nods. His hands are in his jacket pockets, so I loop my arm through his arm as we walk down the street. Leaning my head against his shoulder, I think this is what I imagined it would be like once I finished school and had a boyfriend. The farmers market is big; there has to be at least a hundred stalls. It’s located in a parking lot next to the Light Rail Station. There are a lot of people and a lot of things to look at.

  “My parents come down here and buy salmon. It’s really fresh.” I tell Nate.

  “Do you know how to prepare salmon?”

  “I know how to poach it.”

  “Then let’s buy some fresh salmon for dinner.”