by Angel Steel
Craig sat down beside him and slapped him on the back. “Well, I think I can speak for us all when I say we all wished it was our imagination that made it up; but we know better. Nate, she needs you for this, okay? You both need to go through this together, not separately.”
He nodded; he understood where Craig was coming from. He hoped that one of them would come to him if the same thing happened to any of them. “As to the rest of your question, I’m not going anywhere, ever, unless Skylar is with me. My intentions with Skylar, well…” He rubbed his neck as he was unsure how to say the next bit.
“This better be good, Nate, or I’m laying you out on this floor on your ass,” Clint growled.
Shaking his head, he looked at Craig, “I need to ask you something personal.” He only wanted one other person to know other than him, and Craig was the one he chose. Nodding towards Alex and Clint, they left the room quietly.
“Okay, what do you want to know?” Crossing his arms over his chest, Craig waited for his reply.
“Okay, since I don’t know her parents, I’m asking you. I would like your permission.”
“Permission for what?” Craig frowned.
“To marry Skylar. I want to ask her on Christmas day, but only if you agree. You’re the closest one I know to her family.”
He shrugged. “Well shit, Nate. I wasn’t expecting that.”
“So, do I have you’re permission to do so?” Nate asked.
“Hell yeah, you do, Nate. But I’m telling you, if you hurt her again, you’ll deal with all three of us, at once.”
“Got it.” Nate laughed. “I got it…it won’t happen again, I give you my word.”
Craig stood up, “Well, let’s go have a beer with the rest of the guys and then you can spend some time with Skylar, all by yourselves.”
“Sounds good.”
Opening the door, they made their way to kitchen and the beer he deserved.
* * *
After storming out of the room and pouring her a coffee, she sat down and flicked through the channels, not finding anything interesting to watch on TV. What were they talking about in the room? It was frustrating; she wanted to walk back in there and find out, but she knew full well that one of them would just kick her out of her own room. If she needed to know what was going on, she hoped one of them would tell her. After what felt like forever, both Alex and Clint walked out and sat down beside her. Looking at both of them, she noticed that Clint had a frown, but Alex was smiling to himself.
Confused at what she saw, she asked Alex, “What are you smiling about?”
He shook his head and faced her, “Nothing.”
Before she could ask what he meant by that, Clint jumped in. “So, Sky when are you going to tell him about the baby?”
Skylar frowned. “Will you keep your voice down. Jesus,” she hissed, rubbing her hand over her face.
“Have you two spoken about what happened that day?” Alex asked.
“What’s with all the questions, today? No, we haven’t spoken about that day. And about the other thing, I plan on giving him the test I took as a present.” It was under her tree for him. That was the easiest thing she came up with on how to tell him, giving him the test and the first ultrasound picture as a present. At least she could see how he would react in front of everyone when he opened it, if it came down to that. Or she might just give it to him that morning before everyone arrived to open the presents.
“I think you two need to talk about what happened that day, Sky,” Clint said.
“I know that, Clint. But I’m not ready to do that.”
Nodding, he got up and walked into the kitchen.
“If you need someone to talk to about it, Skylar, I’m here for you when you’re ready, you know that right?” Alex placed his arm over her shoulder and pulled her into a hug.
“Thanks Alex, I really appreciate it.”
“What are you guys talking about?” Craig asked as he walked into the room.
She looked up and saw Nate standing against the main wall. Shaking her head, she turned and faced Craig, “Nothing that important. What’s the plan for today, anything interesting?”
Nate walked over and sat beside her, pulling her closer to him. Leaning down, he whispered, “I could think of several things to do.”
Skylar slapped him on his leg and Nate laughed. “You only think of one thing to do. I think we should just veg out for the rest of the day. It would be good to relax and not think of anything.”
“Sounds good, baby,” Nate replied.
Clint came back in and sat in the single seat near the window. Alex sat on the end of the couch that Skylar and Nate were on and Craig sat in front of her on the ground. It was good having everyone around and not worrying about anything right now. Snuggling closer to Nate, she looked up at him as he smiled down at her. He kissed the top of her head and pulled her closer to him. She grinned, feeling the happiest she has ever been in her life. With Nate beside her, and her close friends in the same room, nothing could ruin how happy she was right at this moment.
Chapter 33
Christmas Eve morning came. Skylar was so excited, and she couldn’t wait to give Nate both his presents. The first one would be arriving at his place sometime today; the other was for Christmas morning. She was still worried about that one, but everyone said it would all work out and that he would be excited about the news. Rolling over, Nate was sound asleep and snoring softly beside her. God, she loved him; he was everything she wanted. Smiling to herself, Skylar placed her hand on his chest, stroking her fingers lightly over his nipple. She loved how he reacted to her touch and loved it more how her body did the same to his touch and his voice. Slowly running her hand down his chest, she stopped when he moved slightly. She couldn’t help but giggle; he was just so cute.
Nate rolled over towards her and opened his eyes. Smiling, he rolled her over and pinned her to the bed. As he moved his knee in between her legs Skylar opened them eagerly. Wrapping her legs around his waist, pulling him tighter against her. She could feel how hard he was right against her pussy as she moved her hips up and down against him. Nate groaned at the feeling.
“Someone’s happy to see me,” Skylar laughed.
“I’m always happy to see you, baby,” Nate said smiling. He ground his cock harder against her and pinched her nipple, sending a shockwave straight to her clit and making her moan. She arched her back off the bed, pushing herself closer to him. Growling deep in his throat, he placed his mouth over hers, relishing in the taste of her.
Skylar pushed at his chest, “Nate, we need to stop. I have things to do today, and if we keep this up we won’t leave this bed.”
“But I like where I am right now, darling. Nowhere else I’d rather be.” He moved against her again, grinning down at her as her eyes rolled back into her head. Skylar hissed as his cock rubbed over her swollen clit. Shaking her head, she pushed at him again.
“Okay,” Nate laughed and moved to the side.
“So, what’s so important that you can’t stay in bed?” he asked.
“Nothing’s more important than staying here, but I still have presents to wrap and food to prepare for tomorrow. I prefer to be here with you, but I need to finish what I have to do.”
“I know I have things I need to do as well.” But he couldn’t help himself; he moved his hand down her body and cupped her pussy, rubbing his palm over her clit. She moved her hips up and down, and starting panting. There was nothing she wanted to do more than stay right there in the moment and let him finish what he started, but if he did there wouldn’t be any chance that they would leave her room today.
“I need to get up, Nate,” she whispered.
“I’m already up, Sky. Can’t you tell?” He rubbed against her, again.
“Nate,” she moaned.
That sound made him harder. He let out a breath, “Okay, there are a couple of cars I need to do today.” Jumping up, he pulled on his jeans, but left them hanging open. Skylar took i
n her fill of him and her eyes landed on his open fly. He knew she could see his cock; there was no way to hide it. Skylar sat up on her elbows, licking her lips.
He groaned. “Don’t look at me like that, baby. If you keep that up, I won’t be leaving this room.” Smiling seductively at him, she sat up more, the sheet dropping from her body and leaving her exposed from the waist up. Nate grinned at her as his eyes slowly moved up and over her body. Her nipples hardened under his gaze; he loved how responsive she was to him. She was the sweetest temptation. Everything about her was; she tempted him in so many ways and he loved every bit of it. He rubbed his hand over his hardness and watched as her eyes followed his movement. Walking slowly towards her, still stroking himself through his pants, he leaned over her and placed a kiss on her forehead. Skylar ran her hand up his leg to the opening of his pants, spreading the pre-come drops over the head. He looked down as her fingers went to her mouth and sucked on them.
“Mmmm,” she said, smiling up at him.
Groaning, he pulled himself away from her. “I’m heading out, although you’re very tempting right now. I have some things to do. Do you want to come over tonight?” he asked, while doing up his pants.
“Once I’ve finished what I have to do, I’ll come over.” She hated that he was a distraction; she could forget everything around her.
“I’ll see you when you come over later. Love you, baby.”
“Love you too, Nate,” she yelled after him. When Nate left her room, she flopped down on her bed, smiling.
After she finished what she had to, she would go to surprise him at work. Giggling, she got up and went to her closet pulling out the leather corset, skirt, stockings, garter, and red fuck-me boots. She was excited to see how he would react to her outfit; just the thought was making her wet and readying her body for him.
* * *
Nate arrived home, pulled on his work clothes and walked over towards his workshop. He was smiling like the biggest fool. He couldn’t wait to give Skylar her present; he was so happy that Craig accepted his proposal.
“What are you smiling about?” Dom asked when he walked through the door.
Shaking his head he replied, “I’m just happy.”
“Well, I’m guessing you sorted everything out with Skylar. I’m happy for you,” Dom answered, rubbing the back of his neck.
Dom frowned at Nate. “What’s wrong?” Nate asked.
He walked up to him, “I’m sorry for the way I’ve acted, with everything.”
Nate slapped him on the back, laughing. “We’re good, bro. I know you care about her, and I’m glad you do. Just make sure it stops at that.”
“Sure.”
Nate walked into the office to go over the schedule for today. “Before you start Dom, there’s something I wanted to ask you.” He wiped his hand over his face. He wanted to do this now; he had a good feeling Skylar would say yes.
Dom sat down across from him, “What’s up?”
“What I’m about to say stays between us. Just for now.”
“Yep,” Dom answered.
“Tomorrow morning I’m asking Skylar to marry me. If she says yes, which I have a feeling she will, I want you to be my best man.”
“Well, it’s about time. I knew you two were good for each other. So have you sorted out everything?” he asked.
“Thanks, Dom. Yeah, we’ve spoken about everything.”
“No, I mean, have you talked about what happened that night? I think it’s best you both do. You both have been through a lot together.”
Nate knew they had to talk about what exactly happened before he got there. He sighed, “No, we haven’t talked about that, but I hope we will soon.”
“Well, I’m happy for the both of you, Nate. She’s a great girl for you, but if you fuck it up again, I will hurt you.”
He laughed. “I know you will, but I won’t do that again. Now, let’s get these cars done so I can spend Christmas Eve with my girl.”
Both smiling, they walked out of the office and started on the first car.
* * *
Skylar waited until around 6:00 p.m. that night to get ready. She giggled to herself; she wanted to walk over in the outfit without a trench coat. Once the leather corset and skirt were on, she pulled on the black stockings and the garter belt. Before she pulled on her boots, she fixed her hair, leaving it down. Happy with her appearance, she pulled on her boots, closed the back door and walked over towards Nate’s back door. She knew he was inside. Standing at the door, she knocked and waited for him to answer. She didn’t have to wait for long.
“Holy shit.”
Looking up, she saw Dom at the door. She blushed at the way he very slowly checked her out from head to toe.
“Hey, Dom,” she whispered.
“What is it, Dom?” she heard Nate ask.
“Um, nothing,” Dom answered him, smiling. He closed the door behind her, and whispered in her ear, “Go get him, girl. I’m so going to love seeing his reaction to this.”
Placing her bag near the door, Dom walked in first, with Skylar following him close behind. “So, what was the…” That’s all Nate got out. Dom had moved out of the way before he could finish his sentence. Skylar walked in seductively and stood near the couch, waiting for Nate’s reaction, just like Dom. Nate stood slowly, wearing only jeans with the top button undone. Just that one little button made her hot like nothing before.
Nate checked her out, starting with those Goddamn fuck me boots and slowly moving up the black stockings, stopping at her thighs. There was a large patch of bare skin between the stockings and the leather skirt she was wearing. His cock hardened instantly at the sight of her. He ran his eyes over the skirt, then up over the corset top, and noticed her nipples were hard. Licking his lips, he walked over towards her, like a predator after his prey.
Skylar looked up at him, and shook her head. Nate stopped dead in his tracks. He frowned. “I need to show you something first.”
“I’ll see you two love birds sometime tomorrow. Have fun,” Dom said, walking out the front door.
Skylar reached for his hand and pulled him towards the back door. He had no idea where they were going, but he’d follow her wherever she went. Checking her out from the back; and that damn skirt was short. If she bent over he would lose it completely. Black lace was his undoing, but he was changing that to leather; it was even better on her. Skylar pulled him towards his work shed.
“Why are we going in here?” Skylar didn’t answer him. Opening the door, she walked towards his office, and moved aside for him to go in. Once inside she closed the door, and Nate noticed something big in the corner, covered with a sheet. He had no idea what it was. Dom was the last one in his office.
“Open it.” She pointed at the sheet.
Frowning, he removed the sheet, and stared. “What’s this?” Nate asked. He knew what it was, but why was it here?
“It’s one of your presents. Merry Christmas, Nate,” she said to him.
He always wanted a Sidcrome tool box with everything, and this sure did have the whole lot. He had the money to buy one, and he knew how much they were worth, too. “Baby, you didn’t have to get me this.”
“You don’t like it?” she whispered.
He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her. “No, no, no. I love it. You didn’t have to spend that much on me. But I’m happy you did.”
“I wanted to buy something that you wanted,” Skylar said.
“The only thing I want is you, Sky.”
Nate leaned down and kissed her lightly. Skylar moved before he could take it any further, pushing him towards his desk. Grinning, she pushed him so that he was lying across his desk, Nate pulling her with him. She rubbed her hands all over him and he did the same to her. They were grinding against each other, hands pulling clothing, and tongues twining together. Skylar stood in front of him and slowly removed the skirt, sliding it down her legs and kicking it aside. Undoing the front of the corset and dropping it on
top of her skirt, she stood there in only the black stockings, garter, and fuck me boots. He would go to hell and back just to see her like she is now at all times, he thought. Skylar leaned over to remove one of the boots.
“Leave them on, baby. I want to fuck you with them on. They’re so bloody hot on you,” he said. She walked over, shaking her hips more than normal, making Nate groan out loud at the sight of her. Skylar knelt in front of him and moved her hands up his legs to the zipper, slowly lowering it. She pulled off his jeans and threw them over her shoulder, moving her hands back up his legs. Skylar wrapped her hand around his cock, moving up and down, with a slight grip. Moaning at the feeling of her hand on him; his hips bucked off the desk, pushing him into her hand further.