Angel (NSC Industries) (13 page)

“You
okay Angel?” he struggled to ask between his fixed jaw. “
YES!”
I panted,
my arms resting on his shoulders.

“Wait”
he commanded as he opened the cubicle door and stepped out into the bathroom,
his arm still under my backside to support me.

I
clung to him as he exited the bathroom and made his way across the landing
towards my bedroom, both of us dripping everywhere. As he entered my room, he
walked us over to the bed and lowered us onto it, my back to the mattress with
him braced atop me. “Okay?” he questioned.

Nodding
my head at him, I pulled him down for a kiss, my fingers lacing in his hair.
Groaning he started moving in slow thrusts.

“You
still feel so good baby, I’ve missed you” he said softly as he gazed at me,
still slowly plunging in and out of me.

I
could feel his piercing as it swiped up and down my internal walls, softly
stroking my G-Spot, swiftly kindling my lust. “Faster Nate” I pleaded as I
lifted my hips up to meet his rhythm.

He
increased his speed, driving deep into me as I clawed his back and wrapped my
legs tightly around him, never wanting to let him go.

“You.
Like. It. Hard. Baby?” he ground out between each lunge. “God! Yes Nate” I
screamed at him as he pounded relentlessly, filling me to the hilt with each
powerful stroke.

My
fingernails dug into his back and I bit into his shoulder as he guided me into
a formidable orgasm, the air in the room closing in as I struggled to catch a
breath; my toes curling so tightly I thought they were going to snap. 

“LIV!”
he roared as he met his own forceful climax, bucking into me; his face screwed
tight. “
FUCK
” he snarled breathing wildly, sweat dripping off his face
and lining his back.

He
rested his forehead against mine. “Jesus fucking Christ Liv” he panted, “I’d
forgotten how fucking mind-blowing we are together” he whispered, his breaths
still coming in small gasps.

He
rolled onto his back, pulling me with him and slipped his arm around me,
drawing me close.

“I
love you Angel” he declared, kissing me softly on my head and bringing my
fingers to the tattoo on his chest.  

“I
love you too Nate. I never stopped” I confessed, reaching up and kissing him
softly.

Interloping
his fingers with mine he rested his lips on my brow “You’re so beautiful,
Angel. Sometimes I can’t breathe when I look at you. You make me whole, baby
and I can’t let you go again now, it would rip me in two to watch you walk away.”

“I
don’t want you to let me go. I’m afraid of what you mean to me. I can’t be hurt
again Nate, but I need you” I confided.

“I
won’t ever hurt you baby. I would never lay a finger on you Liv!” he said
sincerely.

I
wasn’t concerned that Nate would ever hit me, it was the emotional pain I was
worried about, especially when I told him about Jay.

When
I woke, the sun was streaming through the curtained window, a sure sign that it
was going to be a hot, sunny day. The other side of the mattress was cold and
empty.

Rising
from the bed, I wrapped my robe around me and went downstairs in search of
Nate.

I
could hear music playing loudly so I knew he hadn’t left. Entering the kitchen,
I saw him stood against the worktop in just his trousers, his bare back to me. He
didn’t hear me approach over the music.

Oh
wow!

He
had a huge tattoo on his back. It was stunning. An Angel spread the width of
his broad shoulder blades, her enormous wings spanning from his left shoulder
to his right one; the feathers so delicately inked that it made you want to
reach out and touch their softness. The angel was naked, her face upturned as if
pleading to the heavens; her perfect, bare breasts highlighted to perfection.

Her
eyes were closed as in exquisite pleasure and her long, wavy hair illustrated
to precision, emphasizing each silky strand. As I got nearer to him, I could
see numbers running down the side of the angel’s leg ‘22.12.89’.

He
must have heard me gasp because he spun round to me, his slow, sexy smile
playing on his mouth. “Good Morning, Beautiful” he said, leaning down and
kissing me softly whilst his hand slipped round my waist to pull me nearer.

“Hi”
I smiled shyly.

“I’ve
made you breakfast, Angel” he grinned “Only pancakes.”

“Speaking
of Angels. She’s beautiful, Nate” I told him.

His
grin widened. “She’s
very
beautiful, Liv” he corrected.

His
fingers cupped my chin and tilted my head back so he could look in my eyes
“That’s because she’s you, Angel.”

“
What!?”
I asked, shocked.

“I
had her inked when I realised I was never gonna see you again. An eternal
reminder of you” he professed, the love and sadness displayed in his eyes.

“I
didn’t think you would remember our date” I smiled fondly.

“I’d
never forget it, Liv. It was the first time I saw your beautiful eyes; your
radiant face. The first time I ever kissed you” he said, now stroking his thumb
across my lips.

 “Breakfast”
he demanded, more to himself than me “Sit.”

As
we ate, we chatted comfortably, both of us at ease with each other. “What do
you want to do today, baby?” he inquired.

“Aren’t
you working, you always work!” I asked, confused.

“I
thought I’d take a day off” he informed me, raising his eyebrows, challenging
me to argue.

“Well
whatever you want really, I’m easy” I replied as his eyebrows lifted higher.

“Oh,
ha, ha” I mocked, “Don’t forget it’s ‘Bob from wages’ retirement tonight” I
informed him, finishing my last mouthful of pancake and leaning back in my
chair.

“Oh
Yeah, I forgot. Do we have to go? I want you all to myself tonight” he appealed
with a pout.

“You’ve
got to go Nate, you’re his boss!” I laughed, “Anyway, I shall leave today’s
plans with you, your choice.”

“I
have an idea” he smiled to himself “But first, there’s something we need to
take care of!” he said, with a coy smile.

“Oh?”
I asked with a frown.

He
rose from his chair and came to stand in front of me. “This” he said, lowering the
zip on his trousers and releasing his heavy cock, taking it in his own hand and
working it “I have a desire to fuck your mouth, baby” he informed me, seriously
“Open!”

***

An
hour later Nate had gone home to change and grab some things and told me he
would pick me up at lunchtime. Making the most of the silent, empty house, I
ran a bath and lazed away for most of the morning.

Realizing
I hadn’t checked my phone since yesterday lunchtime and went in search of it.
Retrieving it from my bag, I found there were 12 missed called form the unknown
caller.

What
the fuck!?  

13
missed calls from Nate dated yesterday after our argument at work and a text
from Beth dated this morning.

BETH:

Hey
babe, still on for lunch 2moro?

Xxx

After
replying to Beth, I sat frowning at the call log for the unknown caller; 16
missed calls, 3 answered and 1 declined. It was obviously a prank caller and if
it carried on I was going to have to contact my service provider for a number
change, something that would be a pain in the arse. My phone trilled in my
hand; a text from Nate.

NATE:

Hey
baby, pick u up in 30 mins

ILY
xxxx

ME:

Hey,
ok

ILY2
xxxx

Still
in the robe I’d put on after my bath, I rushed up to dress. The heat of the day
was already stifling so I decided on short jean cut-off’s and a plain white
vest. Tying my hair in a high bunch and applying lip gloss I grabbed my bag but
left my phone behind, not wanting any interruptions while I had Nate to myself
for the afternoon.

I
heard Nate pip and rushing out and locking the door, I hurried down the driveway
but stopped to a halt halfway.

Nate
was sat in a highly polished, vivid red Ferrari FF grinning widely at my open
mouthed gape.

He
removed himself from the car in one smooth fluid movement, looking like a God
in his own cut-off jeans, white t-shirt and aviator sunglasses and stalked
round the car to the passenger door opening it and signalling with his hands
for me to climb in.

Passing
my battered, 15 year old little mini I patted her bonnet and nodded sadly to
her. “Betty says she in love,” I raised my eyebrows at him “and now when she’s
lovesick she won’t want to take me to work. I’m going to become poor and
destitute and it’s entirely your fault for being a show-off!” I teased with a
stern look.

“Baby”
Nate said sympathetically “I shall have to park ‘Virgil’ beside Betty forever
so she won’t get lovesick. But that means staying by your side forever too as
we won’t be able to leave the house ever again in case we disturb their love
making,” He wiggled his eyebrows at me “but then again, being confined in your
house with you twenty four seven, trying to find something to keep us busy,
actually sounds fuckin’ marvellous.”

Laughing
and giving him a shake of my head “Virgil?” I snickered.

“Hey,
watch your mouth around him, he’s very sensitive about his name” he whispered
with mock sincerity as I slid into the low seat.

The
interior was immensely luxurious, an indication of its hefty price tag; the
immaculate black and red styling giving it a flashy look. The plush leather
seat hugged my body as I sank; its reassurance that it would take care of me on
the journey.

“
Nice”
I whistled through my teeth as Nate took the seat beside me. “0 to 120 Mph
in 10 seconds Baby” he stated proudly with a gleam in his eyes.

“He’s
not as roomy as Betty though” I baited, as my eyes raked over the interior while
I tried to stifle a giggle.

He
looked at me, his eyebrows hitting his hairline as he gave me an affronted
scowl. “You won’t want to test drive him then if he’s not up to your standards,
will you?” he shrugged his shoulders, feigning indifference.

“ARE
YOU SERIOUS?”
I spluttered, my eyes
wide in shock.

“Well,
I was gonna let you drive him back but you’ll probably struggle to fit your
extra-long
legs
behind the wheel” he goaded, poking fun at my short height.

“Do
you know it’s really hard driving while somebody’s crushing your bollocks, Nate”
I posed, pursing my lips at him.

“Sorry
Baby” he grovelled, faking a reprimanded look.

“I
forgive you” I smiled up at him, leaning in to kiss him.

I
settled into the ride, taking in the scenery as Nate whizzed us off to some
undisclosed destination.

I
could sense his relaxed and contented mood as we drove in silence, his
excitement in the confines of the car were contagious. 

We
had been travelling for about 40 minutes when he pulled into some park gates,
drove down a long winding gravel road and pulled into a car park.

“Thought
we’d have a picnic in the park Angel, okay?” he asked me.

“Sure,
I haven’t done that since we were at uni together” I beamed; now glad I had
worn shorts and vest if we were to be out in the sunshine.

“You
never had a picnic with James and the kids?” he queried with a frown.

I
lowered my eyes “No, James hated picnics and he wouldn’t allow me out on my
own, only to go to work to earn him some beer money” I told him, embarrassed by
my obvious dominated relationship with James.

“Really?”
he frowned and then stroked my cheek in a loving gesture, “Well it’s just our
special thing then” he stated, smiling softly.

Smiling
back at him, I reached for the door handle. “Wait!” he barked, making me jump.

“Nate!
You don’t have to keep getting the door for me, you know!” I laughed.

“Yes
I do, Liv” he scolded as he slipped out of the car.

Coming
round and opening my door he gave me his hand to pull me from the low level of
the sports car. Hauling me up, he pulled me into a hug and placed a kiss in my
hair.

“I
Love you, Angel” he announced simply. I wrapped my arms around his waist and
snuggled in close. “I Love you too, Nate” I professed back to him as we stood
silently holding each other.

Planting
a kiss on my forehead he released me and walked round to the car boot and
extracted a large wicker picnic basket. “We have gone up in the world. A
definite upgrade from our university Tupperware containers” I grinned at him.

“Hopefully
the contents will be better too” he said, grabbing my hand as we walked through
the park in search of a quiet location.

Due
to the fine clear day the park was packed, making it difficult to find a decent
spot. We found a secluded area under a shadowed tree and Nate prepared our little
haven, complete with blanket, luxurious food and chilled wine.

“Wow”
I flashed him a delighted smile and sat on the blanket. Passing me a glass of
wine, Nate raised his glass and tapped it against mine. “To us” he toasted.

“To
our future” I saluted back with a small smile.

We
dug into the food as we talked, laughed and gossiped about work colleagues and
when we’d finished, Nate settled back against the tree while I straddled lazily
over his legs as we kissed and talked.

“Can
I see you tomorrow for lunch?” he asked me, fiddling with the strap of my vest.
“Awww Babe, I’ve already made plans with Beth. We usually spend Sundays
together because she can’t cook and the kids are always at my mother’s” I
pouted as he sulked.

“But
I won’t see you after tonight till god knows when” he grumbled “and I need to
relieve my stress before Monday’s torturous schedule at NSC.”

“Nate,
every day is a torturous day at work for you” I laughed at him.

“But
Mondays are the worst baby, I always have an incredibly busy morning and every
Monday at 12:30 I have to sit through an hours bloody phone call, full of
bullshit from America; some non-descript person droning on and on and on, actually
breaking into his spiel every now and again to ask if I’m still listening, just
to update me of everything that’s happened the previous week.”

I
gave him an incredulous look “You have to sit for an hour and listen to someone
talk? Wow you are a busy boy” I mocked.

He
narrowed his eyes on me. “Are you making fun of me, Miss Adams?” he questioned
with a wicked sparkle in his eyes, wiggling his forefinger at me; threatening
tickle torture. “Noooo Nate, please” I laughed trying to escape his lap.

“Oh
no you don’t, baby!” he chuckled and grabbed my waist.

In
one fell swoop I was pinned under him and as he ensued the unyielding torment.
I was tear stained from his punishment, red faced and gasping for breath as he
suddenly stopped and trapped my arms above my head in a firm grasp.

He
was breathing hard and the look in his eyes was so powerfully passionate it
immobilised me. He didn’t move; his gaze penetrating me intensely, exposing his
craving for me. “You are so beautiful, Angel. You take my breath away” he said
softly as I lay under him, panting hard.