Chapter 15. Questioning the Label

"Hey, did you just wake up from your nap?" He asked me as he saw me in his kitchen making coffee in his shirt. He had just come back from his office with our lunch.

"Yes, and I'm starving." I smiled at him and offered him a cup of coffee. He took the coffee but put it down, as he pulled me in roughly to his body.

"I've been thinking about you all morning." He kissed my lips deeply. It was a hot kiss, full of needs and urgency. He was opening my mouth as I let his tongue inside mine. I was moaning, and he was grinding me. I was getting wet.

He started kissing my neck and then up to my ear. I unbuttoned his shirt and take it off of him. He was looking at me with darkening eyes, I was biting my lip as I trailed my hands to his chest liking his warmth and his ripples of muscles. He was groaning under my touches.

Then he picked me up and carry me to the couch and sat down with me straddling him.

"Nate, I'm wet...I didn't wear any panties. I'm ruining your