Page 69 of Be My Reason

I turn around and see Ryan standing in the doorway behind me. “Hey man, howis Raleigh?” he asks Nate and then mouths ‘sorry’ to me as if Nate can’t see him.

“Lonely,” Nate says harshly. “Mind telling me what you are sorry about and why the hell you are in my girlfriend’s bedroom at nine o’clock at night?”

I roll my eyes at my over-protective boyfriend and say, “Ryan was just leaving. We were going over job applications at dinner and we lost track of time.”

“Were you going over a new contract as well?One that protects your interests?”

I shake my head. “No, not yet, but we will. Do you want me to Skype you back in a minute, after Ryan leaves?”

“No. I’ll wait right here while you put him out.” I can see him lean back in his chair and cross his arms.

“Fine,” Ihuff. I get up and walk Ryan to the front door while whispering my apologies to him.

“Don’t worry about it. I don’t blame the guy for trying to mark his territory,” he says.“You have told him he has nothing to worry about, right? I mean why would I want a girl with a face as ugly as yours?” he teases.

“Very funny,” I say. “See you tomorrow, dork.”

I head back into my room and am rewarded with, “Took you long enough, did he try to kiss you or something?”

I let out a longsigh as I sit in front of my computer. “Nate, you really need to be nicer to the guy. He likes you and you should remember that when I’m with him, he keeps the other guys at bay.”

“Other guys?”His eyes open wide. “What other guys?” he asks. “And you had him to your apartment—ourapartment—for dinner?”

Well, crap, now I’ve gone and pissed him off even more. I’m tired of the same old argument about Ryan. Almost every night we do some kind of dance around the Ryan issue. I spend a lot of time with him, yes.He’s my partner. He’s my friend. But my reasoning falls on deaf ears.

Rather than waste our precious Skype date on meaningless bickering, I do the one thing I know will get his mind off Ryan.I stand up and adjust the monitor. I take a few steps back and slowly remove my shirt. I smile as the shirt comes over my head because Nate has stopped talking mid-sentence. I’ve never done a striptease for anyone before. I haven’t even been able to touch myself like I told Nate I would and bless him, he hasn’t pushed me.

But the Cosmo I had earlier is making me brave and I commit myself to following through. He is still sitting close to his screen so I can see the desire building in his eyes as I unclasp my bra and slide it down my arm, dangling it off of my finger before letting it fall to the floor.His mouth opens slightly and he bites his lip so I know he is enjoying this.

I continue my seduction by slowly and deliberately peeling my jeans off and away from my body. Then Ihook my thumbs into my tiny pink panties and shimmy them down my thighs ever so slowly. I’m embarrassed and completely out of my element but when I look up and see Nate licking his lips and devouring every inch of my body with his eyes, I get the courage to continue.

When I skim my hands up the sides of my body and cup each of my breasts, I hear him moan. Then I hear, “Wait! Give me a sec.”

I see him moving the laptop and realize he is carrying it back to his bedroom.I can tell he has placed it on his bed and I long to crawl under the sheets with him and be wrapped up in his warmth. He angles the laptop so we can see each other. I follow suit and put my machine alongside me on the bed. Once we are both in position, Nate removes his clothes. Not quite as seductively as I did. In fact, I think he’s just set a record for the quickest striptease in history.

I laugh at him and he says, “Please continue,” in a very businesslike manner.

“Yes, sir.”I resume the placement of my hands on my breasts, squeezing them and pushing them together, giving him a close up view of my cleavage.

I soon realize that my actions are not only affecting him, but I feelmy own build-up, causing moisture to spread between my thighs. I pinch and roll my nipples, closing my eyes to imagine that it is Nate’s hands on me. I throw back my head and moan.

“Good God, woman,” hegroans.

When I open my eyes, I take in a surprised breath as I see him running his hand up and down his hard length.

Oh. My. God. That is incredibly hot.

Liquid heat pools inside me.Watching him touch himself is the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. The thought that he feels the same way about me gives me the courage to take the plunge. I remove a hand from my breast and run it down over my stomach and below my small patch of dark curls. I find my slick opening and use my finger to spread the moisture up to my clit.

“Sweet Jesus,” I hear Nate breathe out. His strokes are getting faster and I see his eyes cloud over with desire.

As my wet finger rubs in little circles around my nub, I watch his hand stroke rhythmically up and down his shaft and I feel my orgasm building up deep inside. The quivering starts in my middle, spreading down to my thighs and I know I’m getting close.

“Baby, I’mgonna come,” he grunts. “Come with me. Slip your fingers inside yourself and come with me,” he commands.

I do what he says without a thought.I’m so turned on right now watching him and hearing him direct my actions that I instantly start falling into spasms and explosions as my climax takes me over and has me squirming under my own hands. My eyes are closed as I ride out the final waves when I hear him yelling out his own exaltations. I open my eyes just in time to see his forceful stream jet up and over his naked belly.

As I come down from the most illicit, erotic experience I’ve ever had, it dawns on me what I’ve just done and I feel my entire face heat up. I bring the bed sheet up to cover myself.

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