Finding Her Inner Wolf

Sneaking Out

     I awoke around 6 A.M. feeling guilty. A feeling of dread I always get the morning after a hook up. I always have to push the feeling for days afterward. The one difference between Nate and the others is the lack of protection that neither of us had the knowledge to use.

     My cycle has never been as regular as it should be. Spotting to light for 2 to 3 days max. I've been to doctors and even with all their education and training they have no explanation.

     I turn my head to see Nate still asleep. He was half sprawled out on his side of the bed, with only half his body covered. From what I could see he never put any clothing on before he crashed.

     I really should sneak out before he wakes up. I really hate the awkward morning after. I slowly tossed the blanket and sheet off of me, keeping my eyes on Nate to watch for any change.

     I slowly sit up still keeping one eye on Nate. Sweat pouring off my face. What temperature is it in here? I wipe my face on my sleeve. I feel like an oven within myself. Using a take out menu from the night stand I unsuccessfully try to cool myself. Seriously what is the damn temperature set to in here, "the depths of hell?". My head is still foggy and body still feeling as I'm sure Gumby does. I roll my head around in a slow circle until I feel the much anticipated "CRACK", which as always is a great relief.

I take one last glance toward Nate, still out cold, a sigh of relief escapes. I bite my bottom lip, squeeze my eyes shut, and attempt to stand up. My legs won't hold, they wobble and collapse underneath me. As if in slow motion I see the floor coming at my face like a runaway freight train. Out of instinct I cradle my head in my arms and assume the fetal position.

     "Son of a mother fudging cracker's uncle!" Cursing loudly after hitting the floor and realizing how closely I had come to the table. You know it's never the fall that hurts as much as the sudden stop. I can't believe I'm still Jell-O.

     "I wish I had a video of that dive, do you think you could stand up and do that again?" Nate snorts.

     "Oh, was that entertaining for you? Let's see your swan lake moves." I fake a chuckle as I struggle to crawl back onto the bed. So much for the perfect exit. Bring on the awkward tension, followed by the fake goodbye and let's get together soon, and my favorite yeah I'll call ya soon. In my head I was trying to think of an awesome exit strategy, because why would anyone have a plan B escape ahead of time? I have got to think fast.

     "Not sure I could beat your flawless execution, but here it goes." He crosses his fingers and swivels his body to the side of the bed. Planting his feet he starts standing, but doesn't get out of the crouched position before going forward arms flailing and face eating carpet. In all his naked glory, ass in the air and face in the carpet. "f**k" is all that could be understood from the muffles of the carpet.

     I laugh so hard I snort, which causes even louder cackles and snorts. It takes a couple of minutes before I'm able to compose myself enough to make sure he isn't broken in some way.

     "Hey Nate, you going to be okay? I rate that dive an 8 for effort and 5 for execution." I gasp as tears run down my face. I lay on my left side and peer over the side. To my surprise he's laying on his back now hands over his face. I'm having a hard time staying on task as there is another view getting in my vision. All he manages is a nod. I feel guilty, well kind of. It was funny, eventually he will think so too.

     "Damn that f*****g hurt, I'm still seeing stars" He hisses, as he slowly rocks his way into a sitting position still holding his face. His member still perfectly in my vision. A moan almost escapes, but his voice brings me back. "I think I gave my face rug burn with that landing." wincing as he slowly pulls his hands away from his face.

Staring back at me is someone who used to look like Nate but now instead a raw red tender looking man. I stifle a chuckle which only confirms his initial thought. I lower my eyes bite my lower lip and turn my face.

     "I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh but seeing your face only brings back a replay of that wonderful landing." I almost whisper.

     "Yeah, well guess I deserve it after laughing at yours." He chuckles.

     "What made it so funny was that fact you're in the buff. I don't think it would've been that funny if you had been dressed." I crack.

     As if he hadn't realized or had forgotten, he looks down to confirm my statement. The look of embarrassment mixed with humor crosses his face before he starts laughing and I join in. We stay in our current positions a bit longer hoping the feeling and strength joins us. As much as I hate to admit, this hasn't been a bad morning after. After about 15 minutes he crawls back onto the bed beside me. Having him that close naked was about to be a weak moment for me. I almost moan as I look into those beautiful hazel eyes and slip a hand around his already rock hard member. He moans and hisses before kissing me deeply.

     "Shay you really know how to make me crazy." he moans.

I say nothing as I get on my knees beside him and lower my salivating mouth onto his thick throbbing member. A little morning fun is always a good way to start the day. I'm sucking softly and slowly flicking the head with the tip of my tongue every couple of minutes. I slowly feel a hand slide up my right inner thigh, followed by a thumb massaging my c******s. I moan instantly. I slightly intensify my speed, he follows up by slamming three fingers inside to match my pace. I throw my head back in ecstacy. An evil grin spreads across his face. He slowly stands turns to me picks me up and carries me towards the bathroom. I'm already loving where this is going. I smile and kiss him deeply.

     We enter the shower and turn up the water as hot as he can stand it, personally it didn't scald enough, but with his naked body against mine I didn't care. His hands explored every inch of my body. Causing me to moan every time he thrust his fingers deep inside. My head almost banging against the shower wall. Biting my lower lip as he nibbled my neck and using his free hand to caress and tweak my breasts.

     He nibbled and kissed his way down my neck and collar bone pausing between my breasts. Nate took his time with each breast. Sucking and nibbling each one. I whined as he teased. I grasped his hair tightly in both hands as if to tell him to hurry.

     "Be patient girl, enjoy the ride." He whispered looking deviously in my eyes.

     "You are such a tease, I'm going to die from anticipation." I pant.

     He just smirks and slowly kisses his way down. Moaning loudly I quiver with every soft touch. Then just above the pubic bone he stops. He stands tall in front of me pressing against me. Smirking that devilish grin of his. I whimper almost whine.

     "Why would you stop? I like a good tease as much as the next but follow through." I almost scold.

     "Always want them begging for more." Nate chuckles. "I have you right where I want you." As he steps away.

     Oh that's his game? Well he hasn't met the master yet. I try controlling my breaths to calm my surging urge to jump on him and do so many bad things. I stare longingly into his eyes. As my breathing slows I turn away from him as he sits on the bench on the opposite end of glass surrounding us.

     I reach for the shampoo and pour some into my palm and proceed to wash my hair as he sits just watching me. Looking at my body and stroking himself. I smile inside. I turn around to rinse the shampoo. He is now striking faster. I am moaning inside wanting to help him but the show must continue. I condition my hair following the same tease. The real dance so to speak began with the body wash.

     I slowly soap up my breasts tugging on my own n*****s biting my bottom lip looking at him in his eyes. He pursues his lips as if he wants to say something but he groans loudly instead and throws his head back against the tile wall. He groans. I have to force myself not to react.

     I slowly start moving down my core almost pausing above my pubic bone. Silently giggling at face. Still red from the swan dive. His eyes bulging mouth agape. I giggle again as he stumbles in an attempt to stand. I slowly shake my head back and forth devilishly smiling.

     "Damn you tease of a woman!" He groans. Sitting back down and slowly returning to stroking himself.

     I my right hand down between my lips and begin massaging my already sensitive bundle of nerves. My left hand traces it's way back up to my breasts. Slowly tweaking and massaging one breast at a time.

     I'm moaning loudly as I massage my c**t a little faster. By now Nate looks as if he's about to explode. I'm feeling quite accomplished with my acts. My breathing quickens and fog comes over my mind. I feel body begins to convulse as a strong orgasm racks my body. Water washing over my body soap running down my body and down the drain.

     When the fog clears and glance over at Nate he looks like the pillsbury dough boy hunched over. I smile while breathing heavily and leaning against the wall for support. My face is flushed, my body shaking. I try controlling my breathing to regain my composure.

I finish cleaning myself off and step out of the shower. I reach for a towel and wrap myself in it. Using another for my hair. I glance to see Nate looking a bit surprised that I walked out. He had his hands palms up as if to say what are doing? I smirk and slowly slink out of the bathroom.

     I hear the shower door. Followed by light chuckling. I glance behind me to see a defeated Nate smiling as he drags his feet out of the bathroom. I look around the room surveying the strewn clothes everywhere.

     "Let me bow down to the queen." Nate puts both arms in the air as if in surrender and bows at the waist.

     "Are you admitting defeat Nate?" I chuckle.

I slowly kneel down in front of him. Nate braces himself for what he is so cocky thinking he is going to get. Instead I grab my pants and lace underwear and slowly stand up, smirking, and turn around. I remove the towel to expose my body. Slowly sliding into my lacy boy cuts and pants. I ignore the groans coming from behind me.

     I next find my socks and boots. I slowly walk over to the chair and sit down to pull on my socks and boots. Out of the corner of my eye I see my bra and tank. Before I can move Nate has stepped in front of looking a bit confused.

     "So that's how you're going to do this?" He begs his hand gestering toward the bulge under the towel.

     "Always leave them wanting more, isn't that the name of the game?" I retort.

     I stand and Nate groans as he steps back. I step around to grab my remaining garments to dress. I turn around to see Nate stepping closer. He leans in to kiss me. I brace myself to fight whatever urges that are about to surface.

     "As much as I want to tear these off you again and again, I have to round up the crew and hit the road." Nate sulked. I could tell he was disappointed.

     "Too bad, really didn't want the fun to end." Smiling and biting my lip.

I kiss him teasingly nibbling his bottom lip. I step back smiling and turn around walking to the coat rack. I slip my red leather jacket on. Sliding my hands into my pockets grabbing my wallet and keys. After sliding my wallet into my back pocket I grab my helmet.

"Hope the dive burn heals soon." I chuckle. Before waving and turning out the door.

"Yeah, thanks..." I hear muffled through the door. "I'm such an idiot...thanks...that's all I could think?" He curses himself. I stifle a laugh as I head for the elevator. Last night is going to be a night I will remember. The elevator door opens and I step in and push the lobby button. Time to get back to reality as the doors close and elevator begins its descent.