Chapter 13
Two months later.
I watch Nate walk into the clubhouse after the game .
. . and what a game it was, my man is brilliant, my ‘man of the match’ scored three tries, he had the crowd going berserk, it was a cup match against a good team so the crowd was not expecting a win, but they got one, and my man was a huge part of making that happen.
I smile to myself, still not believing he's mine. I’ll never take that for granted . . . ever.
We’re officially an item. Patrick and Gary love him, and they say bonus - he's pretty to look at. They may be in a committed relationship, but no one can ignore the fact that he’s hot!
The more I come here to the club, the more I feel like part of the group.
While the match was on, I stood with the players’ wives and girlfriends, one of whom was Amanda, of course.
We’re back at the clubhouse bar now, celebrating the win.
I love it that I'm with him. I love being with him. I like being here with him now when he’s with his friends, but just as much, I love it when the girls are asleep and we’re curling up on the sofa with a takeaway and watching Netflix.
My life is perfect - a feeling I haven't felt in a long time. I'm lucky that he wants to be with me – he’s perfect. And the sex, oh . . . my . . . god . . . the sex - it’s out of this world – I never knew it could be this good.
I watch him chatting at the bar with another player while I'm sitting with Janine, one of the wives. From the smoulder he's giving me right now across the room, I'm pretty sure he wants to work off his post-match buzz at home, which works for me.
He types on his phone, and my phone beeps.
I want to take you home and do things to you to make you scream my name in that way that you do . . . sound good?
I text back.
What exactly are you waiting for?
The next minute, he’s at my side, looking at me with hooded eyes. It’s clear to see what’s on his mind – we speedily say our goodbyes and get childish comments from the rest of the team, to which he tells them to ‘fuck off’, and we make our way back to my house.
When we open the door, he turns to me. “Bedroom. Now. I’ll get the drinks and meet you up there.”
He walks into the kitchen, and I smile to myself as I make my way up, glad I put on my new sexy underwear today. Hmm, he's in his bossy mood… I love it when he's in that mood.
I take off my clothes down to my underwear and slide into bed. He comes into the bedroom, puts the drinks down, takes off his watch, and unbuttons his shirt, all the while staring at me.
“A while back, you mentioned that you had a vibrator.”
I blush, I did!
He sees me blush and laughs, “Where is it?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Come on… I know you have one – where is it?”
“Why do you ask?” I ask, shifting uncomfortably.
“Because I want you to get it, I want to watch you use it, and I'm going to jack off on you while you do. I remembered that conversation last night – I was lying in bed . . . thinking about you . . . getting horny, I got hard and needed to have a wank, but thought about you getting horny, and what you must do, and I remembered that you said you had one - the images in my head got inventive. Now I want to carry those fantasies out.”
If I wasn’t squirming before, I certainly am now! I reach over and go to the bottom of my underwear drawer – and pull out my trusty rabbit, a vibrator with a clit stimulator attached, so it does both areas at the same time.
I hold it up. “I can’t tell you how many times I've used this with you on my mind.”
Now naked, he groans and kneels on the bed.
He takes it off me and pins my arms on the bed, now flat on my back.
He towers over me, and his eyes rake down my body.
“Do you have any idea how fucking gorgeous you are?” He takes my breast in his mouth through the lace of my bra and bites gently until my nipple hardens against the fabric.
I moan, feeling it right between my legs.
I tug my hands free from his to unfasten my bra at the back, releasing my breasts.
He sucks and kneads them, I’m getting wet… well, wetter.
He hooks his fingers in my knickers and pulls them off over my hips. I'm lying in front of him naked. I wrap my hands around his erection and move my hand up and down his shaft. He groans and bends to kiss me urgently, his tongue swirling with mine.
He picks up the vibrator, sitting back on his heels in between my legs.
He smiles at me. “Come on, babe, show me.”
He switches it on and grins devilishly at me, placing it at my opening, rubbing it up and down my clit and back to my opening, lubricating it.
“Open up, Kate . . . wider.” He says to me, so I open my legs as wide as possible, now totally quivering with anticipation of what he’s about to do.
He eases the vibrator into me, pushing it in slowly until it’s in as far as it will go, and the clit stimulator is placed right where it should be.
He looks at me with hooded eyes, full of lust.
“Fuck, babe.” He whispers and pulls it out again. He grabs my hand to guide it onto the vibrator. “Fuck yourself with this, I’m going to come over your tits while you do it.” I gulp and nod, he’s obviously in alpha mood tonight.
I do as he asks and ease it back into me like I've done many times before and switch on the clit stimulator – and moan, “Oh bloody hell… ”
“Feel good, babe?” he says to me, moving from in between my legs, to the side of me and further up my body, facing me, so his erection is over my breasts. He moves his hand up and down his shaft... pleasuring himself. A sight that I could watch all night.
“I’d rather you be in me.” I gasp as I slide it in and out again and watch him as he pleasures himself over me, his eyes hooded.
“Later, I promise, but you have no idea how fucking hot this is to watch, I'm gonna come in about five seconds.”
“Me too . . . I'm close.” The vibrations on my clit, with the movement of the vibrator inside me, speed up my climax as it always does. “Oh shit… I'm coming, Nate.”
“Oh shit . . . Jesus . . .” He pumps himself fast, and as my muscles clench, a warmth spreads over my torso as he spills out onto me, coming over my breasts.
“Jesus fucking Christ.” He mutters as he smears his cum over my breasts, running his hands over them. “That was fuckin’ hot.”
He throws himself backwards on the bed, breathing heavily. I set the vibrator down and lie on my back, panting, coming down from my orgasm.
“You are the hottest thing I've ever seen, I swear to god.” he smiles at me.
“That was a first for me – I've never done that before.”
“Good, I like it when we do firsts . . . plenty still to do too.”
I get up to shower, and he pouts. “I like me all over you like this. Do you have to shower?”
I laugh. “Er, yes, I do! Come help me wash it off?”
He jumps out of bed, running after me. I yelp as he catches me, and we take a shower together.
We make love after that, making love, he slides in and out of me, slowly kissing my neck, and we gaze into each other’s eyes and watch each other coming undone . . . it’s perfect.