Chapter Twenty-One
Mid-September
“You are just about the luckiest SOB I’ve ever met, Atwood. No other explanation for how you snagged someone as hot as Julia.”
Nathan grinned over the rim of his wine glass before taking a healthy swallow of the mellow Merlot. “You won’t hear any arguments from me about that. I thank my lucky stars several times a day that she even considers me worthy to hold her hand.”
Rick signed. “Goddamn, she is really something, isn’t she? Does she look that smokin’ hot every day?”
The two men stared admiringly across the patio at the alluring sight Julia made tonight. She wore a black floral print dress with a corset styled bodice and slim fitting skirt. Nathan knew it was from one of her favorite designers – Dolce & Gabbana – and it showed her ample cleavage off without being too revealing. Her red patent platform stilettos were another pair of the sexy Louboutins she favored. Her glorious hair fell in its usual loose waves about her back and shoulders, and that lush mouth he longed to kiss right this very second was glossed over in bright scarlet. She looked so sexy and tempting that he didn’t know how he was holding himself back from dragging her back to their room and fucking her again. But he’d already received a scolding from her once this evening, having made them a few minutes late for the party, and he didn’t want to push his luck.
It really hadn’t been his fault, though, he thought sheepishly. He couldn’t name one man here tonight – married or otherwise – who could have resisted Julia once they’d seen her dressing for tonight’s party. It had only taken one long, steamy look at the low-cut, strapless black lace bra and matching lace boy shorts she’d put on for him to grow instantly and almost violently aroused. And then, despite her protests that they were already running late, he’d picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist before fucking her hard and fast against the hotel room wall.
The scolding had followed soon after that, as she’d had to quickly clean up and repair her makeup, and he’d been sufficiently chastised. But her annoyance with him had been well worth the deep sexual satisfaction that had hummed through his body after coming so thoroughly and so pleasurably.
He met Julia’s eyes across the patio and they smiled at each other knowingly. And despite her initial displeasure with him at mussing her up, he knew damned well that she’d enjoyed their quick, sexy encounter just a short while ago. And she was hopefully looking forward to picking up where they’d left off just as soon as this party was over with.
They were spending this gorgeous September night at a resort in the Napa Valley to attend a thirtieth birthday party. The honoree was Jada Wright, whose husband Matt was an old water polo teammate of Nathan’s. Matt worked at a tech firm in Silicon Valley and was raking in big bucks, so he was sparing no expense for this bash. There were at least a hundred and fifty guests gathered out her on the spacious patio, drinking fine wine and sampling hors d’oeuvres. A sit-down dinner would be following shortly, and then dancing and more drinking, probably into the wee hours. Nathan was doubly glad that he and Julia had decided to stay overnight so that they could both enjoy themselves freely and not have to worry about the long drive back to San Francisco.
And he was really, really enjoying showing Julia off to so many of his friends. The party was turning out to be a mini-reunion of his college buddies and water polo teammates, and very few of them had met Julia yet. She had, in fact, met hardly any of his friends, mostly because he’d been greedy about keeping her all to himself. Additionally, he hadn’t wanted to seem totally insensitive to the fact that he’d recently broken off his engagement to Cameron by flaunting his hot new girlfriend too soon afterwards.
Fortunately, all of his friends plus their wives or girlfriends had all seemed very pleased to meet Julia, and everyone had been welcoming and friendly. Even now Julia was deep in conversation with Ryan and Sophie Latimer, the couple he’d last seen at the Design Awards dinner. Their new baby girl was less than two months old and currently being cared for by Sophie’s parents. Nathan had gone to get another glass of wine for him and Julia only to be waylaid by Rick Marshall on the way back.
“So how come you didn’t attend the convention this year?” asked Rick. The AID Convention was due to start in a couple of days in Dallas. Rick was missing it because he was due to fly out to Hawaii on Monday to attend his sister’s wedding later in the week. It had been a fortunate coincidence that this party had given him a reason for a layover in San Francisco.
Nathan shrugged. “Just way too busy at work this year. We’ve got this big resort hotel we’re almost ready to break ground on, just a few miles away from here in fact. Besides,” he added with a knowing grin, “I didn’t want to leave my girl behind for five days. I think I’d have gone blind if I had to go without for that long.”
Rick groaned. “You are such a lucky bastard. So, uh, how often do you guys, uh – “
“Daily. At least. Shit, I feel like sixteen-year-old when I’m near her,” marveled Nathan. “Constantly horny. And it’s never enough, I always want more.”
“Cut it out, Nate. Now you’re making me horny just thinking about the two of you getting it on that often. And to think you didn’t believe she was even interested in you.”
Nathan shook his head. “Hard to imagine that was a whole year ago. A lot has happened since the last time I saw you in New York. Never thought I’d get this lucky. You were right, Rick – Julia’s definitely a once in a lifetime kind of woman.”
Rick snorted. “Took you long enough to figure that one out, dumbass. Speaking of which, you’d better get back to your woman. Jonathan is here solo tonight and he was really panting after Julia earlier.”
Nathan scowled. “Jonathan can go piss off. And he’d better put his tongue back in his head and find his own girl.”
He strode purposefully across the patio until he reached his girl, sliding a possessive arm around her waist and handing her a glass of wine.
She beamed at him. “Thanks. You were gone awhile.”
“Miss me?” he asked, nuzzling her neck.
“Always. Sophie and Ryan were just showing me photos of Carina. She is the sweetest baby.”
While Nathan also admired the photos of the baby, Matt breezed by, camera in hand.
“Gotta commemorate the occasion for Jada,” he told them cheerfully. “So let’s smile and say cheese, everyone!”
He took a photo of the four of them, then individual shots of each couple. Nathan wrapped his arms around Julia’s waist, while she entwined hers about his neck, and then they smiled widely for Matt. Even after Matt moved on to the next group, they remained locked together tightly.
Ryan grinned. “I’d tell you two to get a room but I hear you already have one.”
Julia flushed but merely rested her head on Nathan’s shoulder while he squeezed her waist. Both of them sent a silent message to the other that the night couldn’t go by fast enough until they could retire to the aforementioned room and take up where they’d left off a short while ago.
But despite their desire to be alone, the evening did turn out to be a great time and Nathan was thrilled that Julia got along so well with his friends. He didn’t miss all the admiring, if not lustful, gazes the guys gave Julia and most of them whispered to him that he was the luckiest fucker in the universe.
The dinner was fabulous, and he took great enjoyment in watching Julia savor each bite. Both of them imbibed freely of the wine, and by the end of the meal they were each feeling more than a little tipsy.
Matt was making the rounds with his camera again, and this time Nathan impulsively tugged Julia onto his lap. She laughed in delight, wrapping her arms around his neck as Matt snapped their photo. Nathan kept her firmly in place once Matt walked away.
“Mmm, I like having you on my lap this way,” he murmured in her ear. “Too bad this dress is so tight. There’s no way I can slide my hand up underneath it discreetly. And it’s really too bad that the weather is too warm for you to have worn stockings. Those ones with the seam up the back that I love so much would have looked really hot with this dress.”
She wiggled her derriere intentionally against his rapidly hardening erection. “Sorry to disappoint you, honey. But even for you I’m not putting on hosiery when it’s eighty degrees outside.”
He ran a hand up the back of her calf. “I’ll just have to content myself with all this bare, silky skin. And look forward to the days getting colder soon.”
Nathan reluctantly returned Julia to her own seat when dessert and coffee were served. Dessert was a fabulous red velvet birthday cake, and he watched his girl with a grin as she licked the thick glob of cream cheese frosting off her fork.
“Yum, this is sooo good,” she groaned. “I wish I hadn’t had so much to eat at dinner. Otherwise, I would totally get a second piece of that cake. Remind me to ask Jada what bakery they ordered it from.”
He took a leisurely sip of his coffee. “You’re going to have to find a way to work off all those calories, baby. I’ve got a great suggestion.”
She rolled her eyes at him. “Yeah, I’ll just bet you do. If I keep using your methods to burn off calories, I’m going to drop a dress size pretty soon.”
Nathan snickered, running his hand up the side of her waist to brush teasingly against her breast. “Just as long as you don’t drop a bra size. I like the girls just the way they are.” He ran his tongue around the shell of her ear. “In fact, I like them so much I’m thinking seriously about fucking them later.”
Julia gave a little shiver of arousal at the enticing picture he painted. “Um, I think they’d really, really like that,” she murmured. “When can we duck out of here without seeming rude?”
His hand stroked the nape of her neck. “If we left now everyone at this party will know we’re headed out to fuck. Ten of my buddies would follow us to our room and try to eavesdrop or call out lewd suggestions from outside the door.”
“Oh.” She took a sip of her coffee. “Guess we’ll wait awhile longer, then.”
He chuckled. “Probably a good idea. Besides, think of how much hotter it’ll be if we have to wait for a couple more hours.”
Julia leaned over and whispered naughtily, “But my panties are already wet. If we have to wait another two hours, it’s going to take you forever to lick me dry.”
Nathan threaded a hand in her hair and pulled her close for a long, deep kiss. She was panting when he finally lifted his mouth from hers, only to nuzzle the side of her neck. He completely ignored the cat calls and semi-obscene suggestions several of his buddies seated around their table made.
“You’re always getting your underwear wet, baby,” he purred low enough for only her ears. “Maybe you should just stop wearing them. Think how much money you’d save if you don’t have to buy anymore ridiculously overpriced panties.”
She laughed along with him, even as he pulled her to her feet and then out to the area that had been cleared for dancing. Matt had gone all out and hired a six-piece band, and numerous pairs of eyes were drawn to Julia and Nathan as they tore up the dance floor. And Julia grew more and more turned on with each new song the band played – whether it was a slow, sultry number here they danced wrapped in the other’s arms, her head on his shoulder, or a faster one where they dirty danced, grinding up against each other suggestively. She laughed at the whistles and cheers several of Nathan’s friends give in encouragement as his hands gripped her hips from behind, moving her in sync with his gyrating pelvis.
Then the music changed again, and Nathan pulled her close for another slow dance.
“I hope like hell this band starts winding down soon,” he murmured in her ear. “I’m so fucking horny right now it’s getting painful.”
“Poor baby,” she crooned. “I guess this would be a bad time to tell you about how wet I am.”
He groaned. “Yeah, it really, really would. Jesus, all I want to do is slide inside that sweet cunt of yours and stay there for at least a couple of hours.”
“Maybe the bandleader takes bribes. To stop playing, that is, not for requests.”
Nathan chuckled. “I like the way you think.” He bent his head and captured her mouth if a long, slow kiss, ignoring the cat calls as well as the flash of a camera. He lifted his head in time to see a grinning Matt, camera in hand yet again, and managed to discreetly flip him off.
“Ah, God, that’s so good, Nathan. “Ohh, yes, just like that.”
Julia’s head thrashed back and forth on the pillow while Nathan’s head was busy between her legs, his tongue licking at her soaking wet slit. She had already been so aroused, no needy, from their earlier cuddling and dancing, that it had taken the merest thrust of his fingers inside of her, while his talented mouth had sucked her nipple, for her to go off. But that hadn’t been nearly enough for Nathan, and was in the very enjoyable process of wringing another orgasm from her.
Her back bowed off the bed as his tongue thrust inside of her, his finger circling the hard nub of her clit over and over.
“Ohh, I’m going to come again. Ah, Nathan, I love you!”
He rested his head on her belly, placing kisses along her hipbone as she quivered uncontrollably from orgasm number two. It never failed to amaze Julia at how quickly and effortlessly he could make her come. He was so skilled, so knowledgeable about what she craved, and seemed to be more familiar with her body than she was.
But when he lowered his head to begin round three, she pulled on his hair, tugging him up.
“God, I can’t,” she breathed. “I’m still coming down to earth from the last one.”
Nathan slid up beside her, wrapping her in his arms and kissing her slowly, his lips still shiny with her muskiness. “I love making you come. I could do that for hours, baby, just eat you out all night long.”
“Mmm, but that hardly seems fair,” she whispered, her hand slowly stroking his rock hard erection. At his groan, she began to gradually increase the rhythm of her strokes. “I mean, you need equal attention, after all. We could switch off – one orgasm for me, one for you.”
He chuckled, tumbling her onto her back. “I doubt that I could keep up with you, baby. Though it would be a hell of a lot of fun to try. Now, as I recall, I promised my favorite girls a special treat.”
Julia cupped her full, achy breasts and pushed them even closer together, until there was virtually no space in between them. Nathan gave an almost feral smile, his light blue eyes glittering with arousal.
“That’s it, baby. Push those tits together so they’re nice and tight for my cock.”
He guided the tip of his penis between her breasts, and then slowly began to thrust up and down. With each upward thrust, Julia flicked her tongue over the broad head of his cock.
“Jesus,” he gritted out. “That feels to fucking amazing. I’m going to come all over your tits if I keep this up.”
She sucked the tip of his cock between her lips at the next thrust. “Do it,” she urged, as he slid back down through her deep cleavage.
Then she was gasping, for in two swift movements had slid down her body and thrust deep inside her dripping wet pussy. Her legs instantly wrapped around his hips as he rode her hard. Nathan laced his fingers with hers, drawing her arms over her head and pinning them in place. And then he slowed the pace of his movements to long, deliberate thrusts, pulling out of her nearly to the tip and then sliding back inside with exquisite control.
He nuzzled his face into the side of her neck, his sweat dampened hair brushing against her cheek. “God, I could stay just like this forever, Julia,” he breathed. “I don’t want to move because then it’ll be over with too soon and I want to make this last as long as possible.”
She turned her head to meet his deep, searching kiss, their tongues tangling together in a slow, erotic mating. “I want that, too,” she whispered back. “I always want you. Too much, I think.”
“No.” He rose up, lifting his chest from her breasts and shaking his head as he gazed down at her. “Never too much. It’s just right, baby.”
Julia gasped as he began to move again, more quickly this time. Bracing himself on his hands, he used the leverage to do her hard, fucking into her over and over. A long, low moan began to rise up from her throat as she began to feel the stirring of yet another climax he was wringing from her body. Then he slid his hands to her thighs, lifting her knees and bending them towards her shoulders so that he could penetrate her even deeper.
“Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God,” she chanted wildly, consumed with the half-pleasure, half-pain she was experiencing at having him buried so deeply inside of her. Tears were streaming down her cheeks at the intensity, the raw, primal beauty of their lovemaking, and she screamed his name as she came for long, shuddering moments.
“Ah, Christ, I want to make this last, feel this fucking good for hours yet, but I need to come so badly. Jesus, it hurts from being so hard,” he grunted.
She pulled his head down to hers, kissing him long and deep, before murmuring in his ear, “Then come. I promise to get you hard again real fast.”
Groaning, he gave in, finding the release his body so desperately craved. He continued to pump into her long after she would have imagined him empty. Even before he slowly, reluctantly, withdrew from her, she could feel the hot, wet trickle of his semen seeping down her thighs.
Nathan collapsed on the bed next to her, instantly drawing her close against him as their limbs entwined. Julia felt incredibly sated, her legs like wet noodles, but at the same time her body continued to react to his and her erect nipples poked into his chest, her hand rubbing up and down his hipbone.
“It’s never enough, is it?” he rasped, caressing her cheek, his thumb brushing over her kiss-swollen lips.
She sucked his thumb into her mouth, loving the way his eyes darkened as she did so. “No, never. I’m glad you feel that way, too. I was starting to worry that I was abnormal or something, wanting you as much as I do.”
He chuckled, sliding his hand down to cup her breast, tweaking the nipple. “Baby, there isn’t one single abnormal thing about you.” He licked the side of her neck. “Especially not your insatiable sex drive.”
“Mmm.” She purred like a kitten beneath the slow, sensual kiss he gave her. “You’re just as insatiable.”
Nathan splayed his hand over her soft belly, his fingers tickling the curls between her thighs. “Can you blame me? All I have to do is look at you and I get hard. And as soon as I come, all I can think about is fucking you again. I’m obsessed with you, Julia.”
“It’s the same for me,” she confessed. “All day long at work all I can think about is when it will finally be time to go home so I can be with you again. Do you think we need therapy or something? I mean, is this really normal or healthy?”
He laughed, rolling onto his back and pulling her astride him. He caressed the bare curves of her ass before giving her a playful swat. “No, we definitely don’t need therapy. We probably have the healthiest sex life in San Francisco. And I guarantee you that out of all the rooms in this hotel ours is getting the most action by far. I’m guessing my buddies have probably figured that out by now, too.”
Julia gasped in indignation. “Please tell me that those perverts are not at the door listening.”
“Oh, hell, no. Baby, I told you that I’m not into exhibitionism. Especially not with my horndog friends. But every one of them had their tongue hanging out after meeting you tonight, and told me what a lucky bastard I am. Not that I didn’t already know that.”
“Ohh, that’s so good,” she moaned, as his hand slid up the side of her waist to fondle one engorged breast, his thumb brushing over the nipple. Beneath her she could feel his cock starting to swell again, and she smiled at the sharp intake of his breath as she ran just the tip of her finger up and down his length.
“Christ, I’m already getting hard again,” he hissed, as her hand closed over him fully, stroking him persuasively.
She lowered herself to lie on top of him, her breasts crushed to his chest. “I did promise you, didn’t I?” she murmured naughtily, her teeth nipping at his earlobe.
Their lips met and clung in a wet, open-mouthed kiss. Nathan groaned beneath her sultry kiss, the feel of her full breasts as she rubbed them against his skin, and the slow, deliberate strokes of her hand on his cock.
“God, what you do to me, Julia,” he uttered harshly. “I’ve never, ever been able to get this hard so fast, so soon. You’re going to kill me with so much sex.”
“Fucked to death.” She nodded in amused agreement. “But what a way to go, huh?”
“Put me inside you. Real slow.” He bit his lip as she followed his command to the tee, inserting just the tip of his cock inside her drenched slit before lowering herself a mere inch at a time until he was fully sheathed.
Sweat dripped from his forehead as he gazed up at her. Their hotel room was fully lit so that he could see her in exquisite detail – the pink flush on her cheeks, the way her lushly swollen mouth trembled in anticipation, the beads of sweat trickling ever so slowly between the heavy mounds of her breasts. His hands gripped her hips, guiding the motion as she screwed him slowly.
“Jesus, you look so fucking hot,” he growled. “You’re so beautiful, Julia, almost too beautiful to be real.”
“But I am real,” she breathed, rocking her pelvis to and fro, riding him in slow, measured movements. “Touch me, feel me, own me, Nathan. This is what I live for – to be with you just like this, every day, as many times as possible. I am definitely obsessed with you.”
“Julia.” Her name was a long, drawn-out moan that came from deep in his chest. He reared up to his knees, draping her thighs over his as he silently urged her to ride him harder. She clutched his shoulders, holding on tight as she did his bidding. His arms banded around her waist, his lips sucking at a tender spot on the side of her neck, and she recognized hazily that he was marking her. But her neck wasn’t the only place he was leaving a brand – she belonged to him body and soul and the same was true for him. They were bound together in every way, and it was a sweet, intoxicating craving that never seemed sated, no matter how many times they were together this way.
They made love to each other all night long – using hands, mouths, bodies – until they were both exhausted. And even then – when Nathan knew he was physically incapable of summoning up one more erection, and Julia was raw and aching in every part of her body – they still craved the other. They lay cuddled together, too wrung out to even lift their heads, and when Julia spoke it was in a hoarse little whisper.
“I think – I need to sleep now,” she told him weakly. “We might have finally managed to wear each other out.”
He exhaled deeply, flinging an arm across her body and burying his face in her pillow. “Jesus, no kidding. I came so many times tonight I think it’ll be days before I can get it up again.”
“Really? Guess I’ll have to forget about my idea of waking you up with a blowjob, then,” she murmured teasingly, running her hands through the damp strands of his hair.
Nathan lifted his head from the pillow with some difficulty, squinting at her with one eye half-open. “Oh. Shit. Um, well, let’s not give up hope just yet. I’ll bet if we get a few hours of sleep I’d be as good as new. So don’t put that idea by the wayside so soon.”
She gave him one final, sweet goodnight kiss. “Sleep tight, baby. I’m so tired I feel like I could sleep for two whole days.”
“Mmm, sounds good. But not nearly as good as that wake-up call you just mentioned.”
Julia laughed softly. “See? I knew that would get your attention. I love you, Nathan.”
He kissed the top of her head tenderly. “And God knows how much I love you, baby. Sleep now.”