All Yours

by Tory Baker

  Blushing and thinking about how he made me feel last night leaves me breathless. When I hear him clear his throat, I realize I’ve been caught, once again.

  “’Morning, beautiful,” he rasps. Nate nods his head and I use that as my cue to come up to him, “Good morning, I didn’t like waking up without you,” I admit.

  “Didn’t really want to leave you, but I knew it was getting cold in here and I didn’t want that,” he replies.

  He holds me in his arms, tightening his hold on me and I cherish our moment.

  The sizzle of the bacon in the skillet makes me aware he’s cooking, and if we leave it unattended, we’re liable to let the cabin burn down to the ground. I chuckle and we pull apart.

  “Can I help you?” I ask Nate.

  “Sure, the eggs are ready if you want to fry them up,” he responds.

  We both work in the kitchen until our breakfast is done and then take our food onto the back patio to eat our food, both of us wrapped up in a blanket to ward off the cold.

  By the time we’re finished, Nate and I are as frozen as a couple of popsicles. We place our dishes in the sink and abandon our mess to huddle in front of the fireplace.

  “You getting warmed up?” Nate asks as he settles me in front of his spread legs, my back to his front. I snuggle in closer.

  “Yep, right here in your arms, I’m always warm,” I tell him and those words mean so much more than just the temperature of our bodies being meshed together.

  “Love being here with you, Kori,” he whispers into my ear.

  “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else but here,” I reply, laying my head back, tilting it so he can see the truth in my eyes.

  The rest of the weekend, it’s more of the same and part of me is dreading leaving the cabin, yet part of me misses my animals at the shelter, too.

  20

  Nate

  Leaving the cabin sucked. The two of us out there without the outside world bothering us, was more amazing than I could ever expect.

  It solidified us on a deeper level. The fact that we learned each other’s bodies in every way we could didn’t hurt either. Fuck, I can still taste her on my lips even days later. Tonight, though, I’m picking her up and taking her out to watch the town light up the Christmas tree in the downtown square.

  Work has been slowing down with the approaching holiday. It’s something I take into consideration during the year and try to dole out as much over time as I can for my employees, just in case we have a slow time of year like we are now.

  I hang up with Melanie about what time we’re meeting Colton and her. Smart ass that she is asked, “When do you plan on asking Kori to marry you?”

  I chuckled and hemmed and hawed, not giving her the response she was hoping for. The fact of the matter is, I know exactly when I’ll be asking her. My hope is to surprise her in more than one way.

  We got off the phone after I refused to give her the answer and I returned to working inside my home office. I told my secretary I’d be working from home today. I have a few things to take care of online and then a realtor to meet. A new historic home came up on the market. It needs a fuck of a lot of work, but I know with Kori’s vision and the work that we can do together, it’ll be our forever home.

  My next order of business is scouring the internet to find the perfect ring for Kori. It’s hard because her working with dogs all day, she doesn’t wear jewelry. Sure, I could ask Melanie for help, but part of me wants to do this on my own. To find that perfect ring for my woman.

  Fuck, I love the sound of that. I click on a website and see if there is something I can find that’s not too big and not too flashy, but will still show the world that Kori is mine.

  It takes a couple of hours, but then I finally find it. I decide to go with a single solitaire diamond in a princess cut design, it weighs in at a carat. The wedding band, though, that will tie it all together, the gold band is fully encased with diamonds all the way around. That way, if she doesn’t want to wear her engagement ring, at least she’ll have something that still has some class and style to it.

  I make my purchase, checking to see when it will get in, and then decide to start getting ready for this evening.

  My trip to the realtor will have to go on tomorrow’s agenda.

  21

  Kori

  I am so excited for the annual lighting of the downtown Christmas tree ceremony. The best part, though, is that I get to spend it with Nate, Colton, and Melanie.

  After the ceremony, Nate stated he’d be staying with me tonight, that way tomorrow he can come with me to the shelter to get everything ready for our event. The one I’ve been working my fingers to the bone, so it seems. In fact, all of us have, including Nate. It could be the smallest of tasks, if he sees me struggling, he takes on an errand and runs with it. I can’t help but think maybe tonight will be the night. I’ve wanted Nate so badly, yet every time after he makes me come with his mouth or his hands. We never would go any further though. The few times I had my time to play and I would see the rapture on his face as I stroked his hard and long length or take him in my mouth as he came. I would think this is it, we’ll finally go all the way. It never happened.

  Nate sets a fire deep within me and makes me yearn for more. I even pleaded, he held firm, though, and said, “We’re going to take our time. I want our first time together to be perfect.” I couldn’t argue with him, no matter how much my body is on fire for him.

  I rushed home to shower, curl my hair, throw on a small amount of make-up, get dressed, and throw together my outfit for tomorrow.

  The doorbell ringing puts me into high gear. Smiling the whole way to the door, I open it, coming to a halt. The look on Nate’s face, he looks upset.

  “What’s wrong?” I question.

  “Beautiful, you didn’t know who was at the door. You didn’t even look through the peephole,” he breathes out.

  “I knew it was you, who else would come over?” I know he’s super protective, even in a small town where everyone knows everyone. You could cook the same dinner twice in one week, and every little busy body would know it.

  “Still Kori, it’d make me feel a whole lot better if you’d take better precautions. It would kill me if something happened to you,” Nate responds as he steps into my apartment. With every step he takes, I find myself nearing the wall behind me until my back is flat against it.

  “I’ll do better, I promise,” and that’s the truth, he wants me safe. This is the one thing I know is part of give and take in our relationship.

  “That’s all I can ask for,” his palm cups my cheek. I lean into him and his lips find mine, it’s a soft kiss filled with need from both of us. He takes his time with me. I could stay like this forever. His mouth on mine, our bodies touching, and his hands on my body.

  When we break apart, I mewl in protest, “Can’t wait to hear you do that in bed tonight, but first we have plans this evening.”

  My smile reappears. Nate takes my hand and leads me out to his truck. Nate truly is a gentleman, he opens the door for me whenever I’m walking in or out of a building, and always, I mean always, when I need to get into a vehicle. Whether it’s mine or his, most of the time it’s the latter.

  We head to meet Nate’s sister and son, there’s nothing that could rain on my parade today. This weekend is going to be amazing.

  22

  Nate

  The look in Kori’s eyes when they lit the Christmas tree up, it was nothing short of amazing. When I finally took my eyes off Kori and saw the look on Colton’s face, it was a look of awe. It reminded me of a time when he was younger and so carefree, before his dad took off leaving him in a limbo of emotions. As much as I tried to help Colton and even Melanie out, it was something they had to work out together.

  Thankfulness though, that goes to Kori and her outreach program she has for troubled teens. The one hundred and eighty degree turn around is proof enough.

  Once things settle down and the townspeople
start to disperse, we head to the food trucks that are lined up, and we do it as one big happy family.

  Colton heads straight for the bar-b-que place, money is already in his hands, and he’s ready to chow down. Melanie heads for the seafood place, she’s been talking all night how she was dying for their seafood macaroni and cheese. That leaves Kori and me to decide which food truck we want to eat from.

  “I’m thinking I’ll go to the soup truck. Broccoli and cheese soup in a bread bowl on this cool evening is calling my name.” Kori always gets this gleam in her eye when she talks about food and boy do I love to feed her. Those curves on her body are there to stay, the way she’s self-confident with them. My hands have been all over her body, kneading, squeezing, licking, and even sucking on a few of her body parts that really gets her going.

  “Let’s go get you some soup then,” I respond and drop my hand to the small of her back.

  “What are you going to get?” she questions as we walk.

  “Not too sure yet, I’ll have to see when we get there.” We’re there in a few minutes, the line is small, Kori orders her food, and then I order their chili.

  Once our food is ready, we turn to find Melanie and Colton. They are on a picnic bench that’s been set up and Colton is chowing down on his ribs and French fries.

  Kori laughs, and it gets me going too, “It’s good to see that he’s like this outside of work, as well,” she says.

  “That boy has always been like that since the day he was born. He woofs his food down faster than a blood hound,” I chuckle.

  “He’s a great kid,” Kori replies.

  “The best, even when he gets down in the dumps,” I tell her and it’s the truth. We sit down and eat our food with Melanie and Colton.

  We hardly talk, all of us enjoying our food.

  Colton is the first one done and asking his mom, “Hey, do you mind if I go hang out with James?”

  “No, but keep your phone on you. I’m leaving in an hour, so that means you’re back here before then,” she responds. Colton bends down to kiss his mother’s cheek, then making his rounds to hug Kori and myself.

  “I think we’re gonna head out ourselves, you’ll be okay on your own?” I question.

  “Get out of here, you lovebirds,” Melanie shoos us away, but not before I bring her in for a quick hug and tell her, “Love you, Mel.”

  “Love you too, Nathan.” We break apart, Kori gives Melanie a hug, then we’re heading to my truck and back to her house.

  23

  Kori

  I’m not sure who was in a bigger rush to get home tonight, Nate or myself. Our hands were entwined together the whole way home, if it wasn’t engulfed in my own. He was rubbing my leg and every time he would slowly inch it up to the place, I needed to feel him most. The heat of his touch through my jeans had me melting, with just sweeping passes he had my body on fire for him.

  When Nate pulled up to my apartment and put his truck in park, I was racing to unbuckle my seatbelt and rushing to the front door.

  He was right behind me the whole time while I fumbled with the keys trying to unlock my front door. The heat I feel on my back is from Nate, he helps me, turning the lock. As soon as it’s open, we walk through. Him still at my back until he slams the door shut. I’m spun around, my back is against the wall, my lips are melded to Nate’s. He’s sandwiched between my spread legs. He lifts me up by my legs, I wrap them around his firm hips, feeling the hard length even through both of our jeans.

  My hands push the flannel shirt he’s wearing off as he holds me by his powerful and thick thighs, we manage to work together and take it off. My hands then pull up the black tee shirt he has left on.

  His skin is hot to the touch, yearning for my own. We’re both tearing at each other’s clothes. He pulls me off the wall and I’m standing on my own. I mewl in protest, “Please, Nate.”

  My puffer vest is pulled off with his hands. Once that’s gone, I start to take off my long-sleeved shirt, only it gets stuck on my head, making us both laugh.

  Nate takes his time getting me out of my top. I’m blowing out a breath in frustration. I need us skin to skin as much as I need my next breath of air.

  I unclasp my bra and Nate stands back. He takes me in, my breasts are on display, nipples hardening with his lingering gaze. Seeing his nostrils flare and the need on his face has me kicking my shoes off, and they come off with ease. My jeans are next to go, and I start to unbuckle them, but Nate knocks my hands away and grunts, “Don’t. I need to do this, beautiful.”

  He peels my jeans and panties down my legs while he’s on his haunches. I look down at him, his eyes are level with my center, and I can feel my body come alive. Nate comes closer to me, the smooth skin showing him exactly how much I want him.

  “This is all mine,” he says with reverence. He brings the tip of his finger and slowly traces a path from my hip to my center, settling on the mouth of my pussy. My head drops back as I moan out his name, “Nate.”

  He stands up abruptly, “Unhh, stop teasing me, Nate,” I gasp. Then he’s stripping right in the foyer. He works through his own shoes, pants, and today he chose to go commando. That part is my favorite. He usually leaves that for the weekend, knowing we both can’t keep our hands off each other, plus it’s perfect for easy access.

  His cock is long and stands up against his navel. I lick my lips, and that’s when Nate pounces.

  “Not teasing you, Kori, taking my time with you,” he picks me up, both of us naked. My legs are wrapped around his hips as he walks us towards my bedroom. With every step, his cock slides against my pussy, it would take nothing to push my hips down and feel him exactly where I need him most.

  24

  Nate

  The way she looks all laid out on the bed, her legs are splayed open, her hair a halo on the bed. I can’t help but crawl between her legs, my mouth finds her pussy. I want more of her taste. No, I need her like I would need my last drop of water in a desert. I suck on her clit as I bring my fingers into play. I slowly press my thumb inside her, her body clinches down inside her warm center. I hear her moaning, but I take my time, slowly building her up.

  “Nate,” she gasps out loud, her hands delve in my hair and she’s pulling with a fever that I know is for me and only me. Her hips lift up into my mouth, and she comes. Fuck, does she come for me.

  “Oh god.” She moans, I bring her down, and then ever so slowly, I disengage myself from her taste. I need to be inside Kori more than I need life itself.

  “It’s time, baby. I’m going to make you mine. Now and forever,” I rasp out, my tone giving away the need I have deep inside.

  Slowly crawling up so I have my hands on either side of her head, I tell her, “Guide me in, Kori. Nice and slow.”

  I feel her hand wrap around my cock as she lines me up with her pussy. I slowly bring my tip to the mouth of her center, pushing in tentatively. I wait, it’s torture in itself, but to feel her heat surrounding me, it’s worth it. “Fuck,” I grunt.

  Inch by inch, I move slowly, slower than my body is aching for, but my heart. Damn, my heart. It’s going to hurt when I make her mine completely. Knowing that I’ll be causing her pain, it’s enough to make me stop and make sure she’s okay every step of the way.

  “More, Nate. I need more,” her body is coming alive under my own. When my cock meets her virginity, I rest there, going down on my forearms. Our foreheads meet, and I look deep into her eyes, as I thrust in all the way. Her facial expression is tight, yet I can see the lingering need in it as well. I groan out, “Kori.” I know if I don’t help get her off, this will be over before it even started, already feeling the tingling at the base of my spine.

  Sitting back on my knees, my thumb plays with her clit as I thrust in and out in small increments, when her hands come out to play with her nipples. That’s all it takes, my body and hers are in sync every step of the way. I feel her pussy clench around my cock and we come together.

  “Mine,” I roar ou
t, as I paint her womb with my come. Not caring that neither of us took precaution before we got into bed. I know one thing is for sure, Kori will always be mine.

  “I love you, Nate,” she whispers out. I’m not sure if she meant to say that at this point in time, but fuck do I love the sound of her telling me that. I reply, not caring if she meant to say it or not. I know what’s in my heart, “I love you, Kori. More than you’ll ever know.”

  “Oh god, I’m so glad you feel the same way.”

  “Beautiful, I knew you were meant to be mine that very first day,” I reply.

  I slowly pull out of her warmth. I see her wince, hating that she’s feeling any kind of pain. I kiss her slowly before saying, “Look at us, Kori.” My gaze going down to where we were. She watches, her intake of breath, and I know she knows.

  “We didn’t use anything, Nate. I’m not on birth control,” she murmurs, the whole time she doesn’t take her eyes off of where my cock is coated in not only her essence, but mine as well.

  “I didn’t think either, can’t say that I mind. Thinking about you swollen with our child, damn Kori. I like the thought of that,” I grunt and finish pulling out of her body.

  “Nate,” she mewls. I know she’s tender, she has to be. We both went at each other pretty hard, but I can’t say that I regret it.

  “You okay with what could happen?”

  “As long as I’m with you, Nate. I want it all, the marriage, the home, the children. I want it all,” she promises.

  “I’m ready to make that happen, Kori,” I vow.

  Her smile lights up the room, I hate to leave her, but I know she needs to be taken care of.

  “Be right back, going to get something to clean you up,” I get up and grab a washcloth from the bathroom, making sure it’s nice and warm. I want to take care of Kori for all the years of my life.