Uninvolved (21 page)

Becka
kicked off her shoes and inched further back to lay her head on his pillows
.
His bed was crazy soft
,
almost
as though he had multiple feather beds
on top of his
mattress
.
She sank down into
it
,
thinking of how comfortable it felt
.
His comforter was dark green and
also
very sof
t, almost like suede
.
Nate
took off his shoes and lay
down next to
her.

Becka
tugged at his black polo until he sat up and pulled it and the white tank he wore under it off
.
She loved his chest and abs and
,
leaning over him
,
tra
iled her hands up and down them
.
She had never been so physically attracted to someone before. What scared her about it was it wasn’t just his body she liked.
Nate
lay back on his pillows and watched her touch him
.
She looked up at him and smiled
,
le
aning back to him to kiss him.

Why did Becka feel like she was cheating on Kyle? Ignoring that feeling
,
she said
"Now that you h
ave me here, what will you do
to me?"

Nate
decided it would be best to show rather than tell her
.
It was fun
,
very fun
.
But,
again
,
they did not have sex
.
What the hell
,
she thought to herself
.
Risking a giant bruise to her ego
,
she finally asked him why.

"It's not that I don’t want to
.
I do
.
I just know that it would complicate things
,
" he said bluntly.

Ouch
,
Becka
thought to herself as she sat up to find her thong
.
Where the hell was that thing?
All she wanted to do was go home at this point
.
Didn't want to complicate things?
Becka
didn’t think she had ever been told so clearly by a guy that he had zero interest i
n sleeping with
her
.
It was even more awesome to be told this while she was stark naked lying on his bed.

"
Becka
,
you don’t have to leave
,
"
Nate
said
,
sitting up
.

"I would not want to complicate things
,
"
Becka
huffed
,
slipping her dress back on.

"Don’t be pissed
.
"

"Who said I was pissed?"
Becka
said
,
even though she was absolutely pissed.

"Come on
.
Don’t
go
,
Becka
."

She sat on the edge of his bed an
d slipped on her shoes, grabbing
her purse
.
S
he went to stand by the door
.
She gave up on finding her thong
,
hopeful the next girl
Nate
brought up there would find it at an awkward moment.

"Should I walk myself out?"
Becka
asked
,
seeing as how
Nate
had not moved from the bed.

Nate
seemed really annoyed
.
"You want me to fuck you
,
Becka
?"

Her mouth dropped open
, her head saying
“
um
,
yes
”
while her pride said
“
shut up and never talk to
Nate
again.
”

He rose from the bed and charged her
,
sliding his hands under her dress to pull her to him and grind his hard on against her.

“’
Cause I've only ever fucked the girls that I don’t like
,
Becka
."

How do you respond to that
,
she thought?
It seemed like he was saying he liked her, but she still really wanted him
.
God
,
and the fact that his hands were all over her right now and his sexy mouth was right in front of her.

"I
just
really like sex
,
"
Becka
groaned
then giggled
.

Tension broken
,
he grinned at her
.
"I'll bet you do you
,
dirty
girl
.
Get your fine ass back to
my bed
.
I'm not done with you yet."

Becka
felt like making him work for it
.
"Make me."

He could probably bench pr
ess her so
,
before she knew it
,
Nate
swooped her up into his arms and carried her to his bed
.
Instead of setting her down on the edge as he had before
,
he
stood her in front of it and
,
with o
ne hand on each side of her, slipped her dress
off over her head.

"Weren't you wearing a thong when you got here
?" he asked
,
blinking at her.

"I couldn’t find it
,
" she mumbled
,
feeling silly.

"
You really were in a hurry to get out of here.
"
Nate
said
as he stepped away from her for a better view.

Becka
stood there
,
naked in her cheetah print wedges wit
h her somewhat tangled locks
falling just past her shoulders
.
She felt so exposed
.
What
was he going to do?
What did he want her to do?
It didn’t take long for her to find out
.
He pulled her to him and
,
wrapping her legs around his waist collapsed
,
onto his bed
.
Her body responded to his every touch and kiss with intensity that she had never experienced before
.
Maybe part of it had to with how little control she had
.
It
wasn’t
that he was doing anything she did not want him to
,
but he
was
completely taking the lead.

Becka
was used to being the one that drove the boys crazy
.
She felt a sense of power
in being able to make a guy do what she wanted
.
The faste
r she could do it
,
the more powerful she felt
.
With
Nate
,
it confused her in how he put off his own pleasure
.
She had never known a guy to behave this way
.
There were guys that loved to go down on her all the time
,
but they also knew she would return the favor.

Since they were being pretty blunt with each other tonight
,
Becka
dove right in
.
"
Nate
, I get you don’t want to
have sex, which is your loss by the way
,
but is there anything else I could do to you
?
For
you?"

"What'd you have in mind
,
Becka
?"
Nate
asked.

Becka thought it would be better to show him rather than tell him at that point. In the end
,
he was pleasantly surprised
,
and Becka finally felt some level of control in their interactions. Laying there in his arms
,
Becka wondered if he would hint at her leaving because he had never spent the entire night at her house.
Nate
didn't
,
though
,
which was a great relief.

When she woke
,
she really had to pee
,
but
Nate
's arms were
still
tightly wrapped around her
.
With the exception of really having to go
,
Becka had to admit she wouldn’t mind laying in his arms all day. Funny, she thought
.
Normally,
she hated cuddling.
She slowly wiggled against him trying to free herself without waking him
.
He grumbled and turned over
.
After using the bathroom
,
she grabbed her dress and went back to the bathroom to get dressed
.
She finger combed he
r hair and pulled it up in a low pony
.
She washed wh
at was left of her makeup off
and
using her finger and some of
Nate
's toothpaste and mouthwash
to
brush her teeth and rinse her mouth

She grabbed her purse, which had some powder and lip gloss in it
.
By the time she was done
,
she looked alright
,
considering her lack of sleep the night before
.
She sat on the edge of
Nate
's bed and gently shook his shoulder.

"Hey
,
Nate
.
I just wanted to let you know I'm taking off."

"Huh?"
Nate
said
,
lifting his head and opening one eye.

He looked so cute with his sleepy eyes and messy hair.

She gave him a kiss on the cheek and then yelped when he pulled her on top of him.

"Do you have to
,
kid
?" he said
,
kissing her neck.

Becka
had zero willpower
.
S
he kicked off her shoes and crawled back into bed with him.

Much later that morning
,
she headed home
after
Nate
made her breakfast
.
As Becka
drove
,
she really wondered about him
.
He wouldn’t stay at her house but wanted her to stay over at his house
.
He told her he didn’t want to have sex with her because he liked her
.
Plus
,
he made her breakfast
.
He was so confusing
, and it
didn’t help that
she was feeling some serious guilt towards Kyle
.
What was she going to do?

Part of her knew she should break up with Kyle before she hurt him, but she didn’t want to
.
She also knew that she did not want to stop seeing
Nate
either
.
She pulled out her phone
,
which she had not looked at all night
.
She had the sweetest text from Kyle on it
.
He must have texted her while he was on break at some point the night before
.
His text said he hoped she was having a fun night out with her girls
.
She felt like such a jerk.