Chapter 19: Natalie
“Major?” I called, shutting the door behind me.
“I’m here.”
I always let out a sigh of relief when I heard his voice. There was an insecure part of me that thought that one day, he’d just stop showing up.
“Okay. I’m putting on my mask.” He had put it on the couch. I always let him take the masks home, because I didn’t like to risk forgetting mine.
“Okay.”
“I’m ready.”
Major slowly opened the closet door and stepped out. He was absolutely magnificent. His t-shirt clung to his arms, showing how perfectly sculpted his biceps were. And I knew once that shirt was off I’d see the perfect dips of his abs. I’d never seen his face, but I had a hunch he was very attractive. Hopefully, one day I’ll be able to see it.
“Hey,” I whispered.
“Hey.” It wasn’t a good hey. He normally pulled me into a hug after greeting me. Today, one hand was clasped behind the back of his neck, and the other rested on his hip. “We need to talk.”
I felt my stomach contract at his words. No good conversation had ever come after the phrase “we need to talk.” Major must have wanted to end our glory hole relationship. He was finally bored with me; I was surprised it lasted so long, to be honest. We’d been meeting a little over four months, and the longest a girl had lasted with him was a couple weeks. At least he had the decency to tell me in person. I would have been heartbroken if he ghosted me.
“Are…are you going to stop coming?” I manage to choke out.
“Well, that depends on you,” he said quietly.
I cocked my head to the side, the waves of my hair falling to one shoulder. What did he mean by that? I obviously wanted to keep seeing him; I showed up every Friday. “How so?”
The muscles in his shoulder rippled as he shifted them back and forth. God, he’s so hot. But that was not what should be on my mind.
“I know who you are. It was an accident; I didn’t go searching for you.”
My stomach sank. Major knew who I was. But how? I’d told him about myself, but not enough detail to identify me. Maybe he had the wrong person.
“I’m sorry, Natalie,” he added.
He did know who I was. My brain began to work overtime, trying to figure out how he knew who I was.
“But…” I tried to form a complete sentence but was incapable of doing so. My secret was out. I sat on the couch, unable to move.
Major didn’t say anything. He just sat next to me and put his arm around me.
“How?” I managed to squeak out.
“I’m not going to say. But I know you’re smart enough to figure it out.”
I thought of all interactions from the past week that could have outed me. “You saw the orca. When Stephanie spilled the coffee on me.”
“Mhm.” He said, stroking my hair.
I tried to remember who had been in the break room, but it was impossible. When I initially walked in, I was upset, so I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings. After the coffee spilled on me, I was focused on getting rid of the pain.
I tried rubbing my face in my hands, as I often did when I was upset, but the mask acted as a barrier. “Did you tell anyone at work that I come here?”
“Do you really think I would do that?”
I knew Major wouldn’t. But he was someone at work, and I didn’t know what that person would do. Everything had been turned upside down.
“I don’t know anything anymore,” I whispered. “Who are you? Not Major, the real you.”
Major stopped stroking my hair and put his hand on my shoulder. “I don’t want to tell you, Nat.”
I laughed. “Oh, you won’t tell me who you are, but you’ll give me a nickname? That’s fine.”
“Natalie. I don’t want to stop what we have. Just because I know who you are doesn’t change anything for me. If anything, you’ll change your mind when you figure out who I am.”
“Impossible,” I whispered. He was the most caring man I’d ever met. Major made me feel comfortable enough that I told him my backstory. Not even Nathan knew, and we had dated almost two years.
“Well, why don’t you try to find me?” He lifted my mask off. “If you can find me, I’ll take off my mask.”
I felt bare as he took off my mask. It had always been the two of us wearing masks, but now it was one sided. He put his hand against the side of my face, and I couldn’t help but lean into it. Even though he was the reason why I hurt, Major always knew how to make me feel better.
“I guess I can do that.” My eyes fluttered shut as his thumb stroked the side of my cheek.
“Promise not to be disappointed.”
“Never.”
“I have to admit, I’m a bit excited to know who you are. I’ve always wanted to see the faces you make when I’m inside of you.”
My eyes snapped open, and I turned bright red. Major wanted to know what I looked like? It was for the faces I made when we were having sex, but he still wanted to know what I looked like.
“Oh, um…” The redness was spreading to my ears.
“Adorable. I’ve never seen you do that at work.” He flipped me over so I straddled him on the couch.
His hand snaked into my panties, and his thumb grazed across my clit. Just the light touch made me let out a moan.
“Do you want more?” He murmured, circling his thumb around the nub.
“Yes.” My voice was barely above a whisper.
I gasped as he plunged a finger inside of me. His thumb and finger moved at the same tempo, and my eyelids fluttered shut as the motions from each digit sent shockwaves of pleasure through my body. We’d been together four months, and each time he touched me was as good as the first.
At this point, I was grinding into his hand. I was consumed in ecstasy, but I wanted more. “Faster,” I whimpered.
“I’m going to make you beg, Nat.”
“Wha-what?” I stopped grinding against his hand.
“Beg for my cock, or you don’t come.”
The thought of begging for his dick was humiliating. But the heat between my legs overrode my pride. “Please.”
“I’m going to need more than that.”
“Please fuck me.”
“Hm, we can start with that.”
Major lifted me off him and ripped my panties down. I sat on the floor and watched as he stripped from his shirt, then slowly unbuckled his pants. God, was he going so slow just to tease me? I couldn’t see the look on his face so it was impossible to tell.
“Take off your dress,” he commanded.
I about ripped the dress from pulling it off so fast. Major was still slowly taking himself out, driving me insane. I wanted his cock inside of me, now. My wetness began to trickle down my thighs in anticipation for him.
I was eye level with Major’s cock. I wasn’t sure I’d ever seen him this hard. Every vein in his manhood was bulging, and his cock was dripping. I wanted him to fuck me, but I had the sudden urge to taste him. Instinctively, I took him in my mouth.
“Fuck,” he moaned.
This was the most turned on Major had ever been. I wasn’t sure if it was because he knew who I was, or because he was going to make me beg for him. It could have been a combination of both. I didn’t care, I just knew I wanted him moaning my name.
I took him in and out of my mouth, plunging his dick deeper with each thrust. Major moaned and cursed each time his sensitive head reached my tongue. I’d give him a playful flick with the tip, making his nerve endings go wild.
“Dammit, Nat.” His hands were entwined with my hair, and he started to thrust his dick in my mouth at his own pace.
I relaxed my throat so I wouldn’t trigger my gag reflex, but it did little good. His cock was fucking monstrous—both length and girth. My excitement grew at just the thought of having him inside of me.
He panted as he pushed away from me. “So, about that begging.”
Major’s voice was already fucking me. Hopefully this wouldn’t be too hard. “Please fuck me.” I emphasized it harder than the first time.
He pounced, pinning me to the floor. “If you insist.”
I let out a moan as he burrowed himself inside of me.
“You’re not getting off that easy. Keeping begging,” he panted in my ear.
“What?”
He stopped moving inside of me. “I’ll stop if you don’t keep begging me.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“I would.”
I began to ache because his shaft had stopped moving. He seriously wanted me to keep going. I didn’t even know how to beg. Major started to pull out, showing me how serious he was.
“I need you inside of me.” Desperate words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them.
“Good.” Major resumed his frenzied thrusts inside of me.
“Yes,” I moaned. He had me submersed in ecstasy, an ecstasy that only he could get me to.
“You need to keep going.”
Fuck me. He couldn’t stop; I was so damn close. “I need your dick, Major.” Words continued to spew out of my mouth. “Not just your dick; I need you to come. I only want your seed inside of me.”
I lost it. My nails dug into his back, and every nerve ending I had exploded. Major brought me to a high I didn’t know I could reach.
He stiffened and buried his face into my shoulder, his mask cool against my flushed skin. His warmth filled my abdomen, and I wrapped my legs around him to pull his pelvis closer.
Major pulled me into him, still coming down from his release. I buried my face into his chest and inhaled his scent. The woodsy smell of his cologne made me go crazy.
“So,” he said. “You like it when I come in you? Only me?”
I turned bright red. It was a wonder this man hadn’t made me die of embarrassment. “I just…you told me to beg.”
“Well, it’s fortunate for you that you’re the only girl I want to come inside of. Or be in, for that matter.” He rubbed his mask against the side of my face. I wished he wasn’t wearing it, so I could feel the grain of his cheek. I wondered if he preferred clean shaven or a beard.
“Is that so?”
“Mhm. Did you know semen can last in the body for up to five days? You might walk by me at work, filled with my come. And you won’t even know it.”
“Oh.” I looked away from him. It was embarrassing, but also hot.
He grabbed my chin and made me look at him. “You like that?”
“What? No.”
“Yes, you do. It’s written all over your face.”
Fuck. Was I that obvious? “So what?”
“So, you’re mine, Nat.”