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Post by Confuzzled on Mar 17, 2008 0:13:30 GMT -5
August watched as he moved to the bedside table and she half smiled, how responsible of him to think of such things. She certainly wouldn't have, but then she didn't have to, she was on the pill with very good reason after a pregnancy scare just last spring. August didn't have time to tell him this though as he was rather wrapped up in the moment and there was no stopping the guy, she figured why not let him use the condom since he thought he was helping. Slowly August's eyes closed as his arms wrapped around her, his warm body against hers rather comforting especially since she knew what was coming next. Your average normal person didn't really look at sex as a comfort per say but August found it almost that, a comfort. It was strange she was sure and she'd been over the matter with herself a million times but when it came down to it it's not like she could control what she found comforting and what she didn't.
The young woman's breathe caught as she felt him drawing closer to her, as she felt his body press up against hers as they lay on their sides. This was really happening, after all her doubt about him actually following through with the matter it was actually happening. She couldn't help but gasp as she felt him move into her and she tipped her head back, letting out a pleasureful moan. Oh it felt so good. She wasn't one of those girls that faked liking sex just to make men feel good about themselves, oh no she actually liked it, often times she liked it more then the man did. August had one time even questioned weather you could be addicted to sex, her answer to the matter was yes.
August's hands moved to his hips and she attempted to pull him against her more, moaning in a way that told him he was giving her exactly what she wanted. She moved herself against him, making sounds that most likely made him feel like a sex god but she wasn't faking it like she did with some people, this was real, the sounds of pleasure were being caused by him as he moved within her. What he was doing was working with her for now but it was only a matter of time before she knew she'd be wanting more, wanting it just slightly rougher. The gentle easy stage of things could only keep her satisfied for so long.
As he continued to move in her she could feel herself getting close to the good stuff. Her breathing was growing heavier and she moved herself against him, letting out a loud moan, one that whoever lived downstairs could probably hear. She didn't care though, she didn't care who heard them. August's sounds only grew louder and it was like an explosion of pleasureful sounds as she hit, her back arching. August eye's shut tight "oh god, Nate [/b]" she breathed, a slight moan to her words as she lay there, one hand still having a death grip on the sheets beneath her. It was insane how amazing she felt right now, like she was on top of the world or something. ooc| Dude...I don't even know what I'm talking about. I'm so tired and just rambling on. hee hee. This post has got to like...make the least sense in the world xP [/center][/sup]
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Post by larkeh; on Mar 18, 2008 21:34:45 GMT -5
OOC: *laughs* It's fine, love.
Thoughts of this being wrong passed through Nate's head at exactly the wrong moment. Well if it was wrong then why did it feel so right? He made a face, dismissing the thoughts, and pressed his lips to hers moaning as he pushed himself into her again, unable to stop even if he wanted to. The noises she kept making made him smile a bit, not because they made him feel good about himself, though that was true, but because it reminded him of a porn star or something. Either he was doing something right or she was faking it because she was quite noisy, not that he minded because it was really turning him on. They might as well give the neighbors something to listen to.
One of her hands pushed on his hip, wanting him to push himself in further and he was more than happy to oblige. He was still being quite gentle, but he doubted he could keep that up for long. He generally could keep things like that, but from time to time he got too worked up to keep it like that and he turned rougher, but only if that's what the girl wanted. He had a feeling that's how this would turn out as she kept moaning and he knew she was liking this. Her back arched and she pressed herself against him with a moan and he had to smile at what came out with it. His dark head shook a bit, he couldn't take it like this any longer and with that Nate stopped thrusting for a moment, rolling them both over so he was now above her, supporting his weight so as not to hurt her.
He resumed the motion, now having more room to please the both of them. He smiled a bit, his lips meeting her chest just to see how much crazier he could make her as his lips and even his tongue moved over her, touching her in all the right places. His hands pushed up into her blond hair as he continued to enjoy himself. He was slowly picking it up, pressing himself into her further and faster, building himself up for what he knew would be a strong orgasm. He had no relevancy of time but each minute of this felt like an hour, the young man savoring every minute as he continued to kiss any bit of her skin he could touch, something that he was enjoying quite a bit himself.
His breath caught when he realized he couldn't take it anymore and he pushed himself in as far as he could, his fingers digging into the matress where he'd had to move them to prevent hurting her. A loud almost relieved groan came from him as he came and then he rolled away before he could collapse on top of her and nearly kill her. He lay there, his chest rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath. He had put so much into it and now he was paying for it, but it had been so completely worth it. As surprising as it may seem this was not what Nate had had in mind when he'd invited her over, he figured they'd hang out and watch a movie, and now he'd slept with his friend. He tugged the covers up over them feeling quite exposed and he chuckled a bit, now in a really great mood, but he was never quite sure what to say after sex, and so he remained quiet.
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Post by Confuzzled on Mar 19, 2008 1:12:38 GMT -5
August lay still for a minute as he rolled off of her. She lay on her back, her eyes closed, exposed chest rising and falling as she breathed heavily, focusing on the good feeling that she'd just experienced. As he pulled the sheets up over them she rolled onto her side, scooting close to his sweaty body "I bet I know who your favorite jockey is now" she said jokingly, laughing a little bit as she curled up to next to him beneath the sheet. That had been simply amazing, the guy was a freak in the sheets which you'd never really guess by looking at him. Sure it'd started out slow but he'd caught on to what she'd wanted and after the fact she had to admit she was feeling rather fulfilled.
Slowly she moved to lift her head, resting it on top of his rising and falling chest. She draped an arm across his body, laying close to him with a little smile in place on her lips. Her warm skin made contact with his warm skin, there body's sort of molding together as August lay close to him. She wasn't sure how fond he was of after sex snuggling but it was certainly one of her favorite things and she wasn't giving him much choice. Gently she rested her lips against his chest, kissing it a couple of times before closing her eyes. She was now thoroughly worn out and she could feel herself falling asleep.
The last thing August remembered before dozing off was rolling over in order to glance at his clock by the bed, it was only seven o clock she remembered noting but she couldn't help herself, she had just been too tired after their little fun. Though she had intentions of waking and going home that night she didn't. She did wake once a couple of hours later only to find that Nathaniel had woken too. They'd got to messing around all over again. Quite frankly the two couldn't keep their hands off each other.
By six am the next morning August was awake, she didn't want to be awake, she was thoroughly exhausted but her mental alarm had gone off and she really couldn't get back to sleep. She lay curled up against Nate, her blue eyes watching the ceiling, trying to find shapes in the molding. She wasn't the sort to just take off the next morning after a night of sex, she didn't it when it happened to her and she doubted anyone else did either. She breathed in deeply, absentmindedly kissing the skin closest to her, it happened to be his side. Her eyes moved from the ceiling to look to Nate and she smiled a little bit. She wasn't sure how he was going to feel about the whole matter this morning but she certainly wasn't regretting it, at least she didn't think she was regretting it... [/sup]
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Post by larkeh; on Mar 20, 2008 20:58:19 GMT -5
A laugh came from Nate at her comment, "And I think I know your favorite trainer," he said, nudging her a bit as she curled up next to him. His arm wrapped around her and he sighed, he certainly didn't mind snuggling, though he could go without too. It was just whatever the girl wanted as some women got what they wanted and off they went, and then others hung around for a while, like August seemed intent on doing. He slowly stroked her hair, his breathing still kind of rough, his heart still trying to beat out of his chest. He watched in silence as she started to doze off, his head on the pillow as he looked over at the clock and smiling a bit. It was so early and yet he was so tired...
He woke five hours later just as August stirred and before he knew it they were fooling around all over again, before they both fell asleep once more. He was too tired from the night before to awake at his normal four a.m. and his eyes didn't flicker open until nearly six. For a moment he didn't notice August though she was still snuggled up next to him and he wondered why he was naked, but then he looked over and smiled. He wasn't sure how he could have forgotten, it was surely nothing to forget. He grinned a bit, how he'd even been able to attract a girl like that was beyond him, but he certainly wasn't complaining. August was hot and really very good in bed, but now he was left with the pieces of this little mess.
What was this going to lead to? He'd just acted on lust and now he wasn't sure where to go next. He'd completely jeopardized what they could have had together and he felt... well mad. Mad at himself. And worse was he wasn't sure he wanted to stop having sex with her, though she had a say in this too and how did one ask such a question? Did she want an actual relationship like Nate had a feeling he did, or did she merely want him as a friend with benefits, which wouldn't be such a bad option either. He wasn't sure how he'd gotten so tangled in this to the point of wanting something he'd never thought he would be able to settle for and yet now it didn't sound so horrible. What was wrong with him!?
He swallowed as he felt lips against his bare side and he looked down to the small warm body snuggled up next to him. Before he could even stop himself the hand that rested against her side slid up to cover one of her breasts, squeezing it teasingly. He kissed the top of her head with a sigh, his hand still on her breast. "Well," he said quietly, almost contemplatively, "What now?" From the context he was obviously not asking if they should eat breakfast or get dressed or fool around some more. No it was obvious he was questioning what happened now, after they'd just given into their carnal desires. Where they went from here as quite honestly he wasn't sure as to what she wanted.
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Post by Confuzzled on Mar 21, 2008 13:35:06 GMT -5
August breathed in deeply, her eyes moving to rest on his face, why'd he have to ask the what now question, why? She gave a little helpless shrug, her blue eyes rested on his face. Her blond hair was scattered about everywhere with tangles found through out it. Her face was almost glowing although a night of good sex tended to do that to her. She wasn't exactly sure what answer he was looking for. Was he looking for a relationship or was he happy with just the sex. She wasn't sure she really needed a relationship, or wanted one, at least not right now. They were just getting to the racing season and quite frankly she wasn't sure she could deal with that on top of emotions and romance and things.
August slowly rolled from her side where she lay onto her back, her gaze moving to the ceiling. She was searching for the right answer, the one he wanted to hear but she wasn't sure she knew what that was. She sighed inwardly as she rolled her head to the side, looking at him again "I don't know" she said quietly. She wasn't sure that was exactly the right answer either, in fact it was probably one he didn't want to hear. It really didn't answer any questions.
White teeth bit down on the corner of her lip as her gaze moved back to the ceiling. She was at a complete loss for words which was odd, August was never at a complete loss for words, she always had every little thing under control. She always knew what to say and when to say it. She knew just by looking at someone what they wanted to hear and usually she gave it to them. Not now though, now she wasn't sure and she didn't like the feeling of being unsure. It was strange. She rolled her head to the side again, her eyes moving to his face. Slowly she scanned over his face, just hoping he'd say something... [/sup]
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Post by larkeh; on Mar 21, 2008 16:20:24 GMT -5
Nathanial sighed a bit, he knew the morning after may not be the optimal time, but then when was? Random sex was something Nate had never done, and then Miss August Jones showed up and his principles, his beliefs, his self-control: all gone without even a chance of survival. She'd come around and now he was just another guy that couldn't control himself. It was quite depressing if he had to be honest. He'd once been such a good guy and now he was less of one. No he wasn't going to strip clubs or paying off prostitutes, but he still felt kind of bleh inside. It wasn't just this particular thing, it was his whole life in general. How was he supposed to change now though, what was done was done and he couldn't erase it. He sighed, was this really all that much different than the things he'd done before? No, not really.
He wasn't sure what he wanted at this point. He would be busy starting next week. Racing season officially kicked into gear and there'd be races to select, work-outs to plan, the horse's feed would need to be reevaluated. So much work would be required of the young trainer, not that he didn't love his job, but during the racing season it could turn intense. August would be busy as well riding the horses in their work outs and races. She was the best jockey in both Beau and Nate's minds, so undoubtedly she would be first choice as jockey, unless two Hunting Hill horses were in the same race, or some other conflict came up. As head trainer and jockey they'd probably travel together to the same tracks for meets, so they'd be around each other all the time.
Indeed Nate could become clingy, but it was a minor case of such. He didn't cry when things were over, he didn't insist on calling every night to say good night, he didn't even have to see the girl everyday if they hadn't the time. Could anything really be hurt by a simple relationship? He didn't tend to think so. The thing was he knew friends with benefits could only last so long as he'd eventually get sick of just sex. That sounded odd, but it was true. He'd want something more, more than just fooling around whenever they got bored or lonely or desperate. Sure it would be fun at first, but eventually he'd get bored of playing second best. He wasn't sure he'd be able to handle his jealousy when another guy came around and he was left in the cold until that one had had their fill. And what if they never did? What if that guy was Mr. Right? It would hurt to know there was no chance of her being his if all he was was the guy she had sex with. And there was always the chance he could fall for her for real and then he'd really be in trouble.
His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed eyes tracking over the ceiling as though it held answers. His hands were currently not on August as she lay beside him, instead they rested behind his head, fingers interlocked. He turned his head, grey eyes on her aqua ones, "I'm not sure," he began softly, "That I can be just your friend." He sighed and pulled his eyes away before he could see her response. It was probably foolish to say something so bold and yet he couldn't lie and say he wanted just this. His eyes turned back to her, his lips opening to speak once more, "We don't have to decide anything now." He gave a half smile, taking her hand gently. They didn't really need to define their relationship right this moment, they could just keep seeing each other and maybe it would become a strictly sexual relationship, or maybe it would be more. That couldn't be determined now. He gave her hand a slight squeeze, "Let's just see what happens."
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Post by Confuzzled on Mar 22, 2008 17:42:17 GMT -5
August listened to his words and slowly she felt a funny feeling form in the pit of her stomach. Like a knot of nothing was beginning to over take her stomach. He couldn't be just her friend? Just great. She'd done it again, ruined something really good by letting her body take control of her. She had self control, why couldn't she just use it when it came to situations like this? She swallowed hard and nodded a little bit, her eyes going back to rest on the ceiling. She couldn't believe it. She wasn't sure weather she was mad at him or mad at herself, or weather she was even mad at all.
His words began again and she pushed all her feelings away, for now anyway. She was sure they'd be back to haunt her again later. She sighed a little bit and gave the tiniest of nods "Yes. We'll just see where things go" she said quietly, her eyes stuck on the ceiling. Locked onto it. Yes, that was it, they'd just see where things went. With her luck she figured things would probably not go well. She breathed in deeply and moved to push the blankets off of her, left laying on the bed in just his shirt which she'd put on during the night sometime.
Slowly August rolled over and off the bed, her bare feet hitting the carpeted ground. She looked over at the naked man that she'd been in bed next to and she half smiled "I really should be getting to the barn" she said quietly. She wasn't sure weather she was allowed to lean over and kiss him in their current state. They were just seeing where things went. What on earth did that mean anyway!? She breathed in deeply, deciding against a kiss. She moved her hands, grabbing the hem of the shirt that she wore. It was his shirt and it hung on her like a short dress, making her realize how tall he actually was. She grabbed hold of it and pulled it up over her head, left standing there in nothing.
August leaned over, grabbing hold of her bra that had been dropped onto the floor the previous evening. She grabbed hold of it and slipped it on, clipping it into place. She breathed in deeply as she glanced around, unable to spot her panties anywhere. She rolled her eyes slightly, raising a hand to push her messy blond hair out of her face. She reached over, grabbing the edge of the blanket before ripping it off the bed, leaving Nate very bare. A grin slowly spread her lips as she caught sight of her little lacy panties laying near the foot of the bed. She leaned forward to grab them, her eyes falling on the very revealed Nate. She bit the corner of her lip as she slowly let her eyes drag over him. After a moment she yanked her eyes off of his naked form and moved to slip the panties onto her body.
The young woman looked around for the black pants she'd been wearing the day before but she couldn't stop herself from glancing over in the direction of the very naked trainer. Him just there like that was all too tempting. Before she could stop herself she moved towards the bed, bringing her knees up onto it. She moved across the bed until she was near him and she sat herself down beside him, looking down at him. She breathed in deeply, eyes on his face "Maybe we could just be a little something" she said quietly as she scooted up so she was at a better angle. She leaned over, gently letting her lips brush over his. She picked her head up again and looked down at him, eyes on his "Just you know.. nothing serious but.. something" she said with a tiny nod, leaning over to kiss him again. [/sup]
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Post by larkeh; on Mar 23, 2008 13:55:28 GMT -5
Nate's eyes gazed over at the clock on the bedside table. It was late in the young man's mind, and he was surprised no one had bothered to question his whereabouts. He wasn't sure whether the jockeys sans August were going on with their day and working the horses like they were supposed to. He doubted this to be true; for the most part the jockeys sat around smoking and chatting rather than doing their job and he frequently had to go in search of the missing riders. It could turn annoying, particularly with the smoking. He didn't like it around his horses and while he knew most of them smoked to suppress their appetite he wished they would find a better way. He didn't like being called 'slave driver' all that much either.
A sigh escaped his lips as she pushed the covers off and stood, leaving Nate completely exposed, but any nervousness that had been there at first was gone now. He stared at the woman in his shirt quietly. She was so teeny, his long shirt went to her knees, though of course she was only five foot one and he stood a stately six foot three. He'd probably never be able to just lean down and kiss her, he'd have to pick her up or something like that. She looked so cute though in his shirt he almost didn't want her to take it off, but once it was gone that thought vanished as his eyes drug over her. An overwhelming sense of lust came over him, but he knew she was right. They were both late as it was.
Clothes were scattered about the room from the night before, neither of them concerned for what happened to their clothes. August's eyes kept gravitating to his naked body and it was certainly not a look of distaste. It was the same look he was giving her. She slipped the lacy garments on and before going in search of any further clothing she knelt on the bed, moving closer to him. A smile came over his lips at what she said then and she lowered her lips to his a second time. "That's good enough for me," he whispered against her lips, his hand embedding in her soft blond hair. All thoughts of getting to work escaped as his lips moved with hers.
His cell phone went off, the ringer being a Jimmy Buffett song if one expected less of Nate. At first he thought to ignore it, but there was the chance it was important and he hated to miss it if it was. He let August go before extending a long arm and groping for the cell phone, flicking it open as he brought it to his ear, not stopping to check the caller ID. "Hello," he said curiously. The voice of one of the exercise riders known as Natalio replied loudly and he knew August could hear as well, "Where are you slave driver?" Nate mumbled some sort of excuse that was neither lie nor complete truth. "So what, you had a hot chick over or something," the bold young Puerto Rican man asked and Nate chuckled. "Perhaps," he replied winking at August with a grin. With a promise to be in shortly he hung up and rolled off the bed, wandering over to the dresser and pulling out a pair of boxers and sliding them up over his waist.
OOC: The End?
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Post by Confuzzled on Mar 23, 2008 14:23:19 GMT -5
Yes. I'll make a thread at the barn? [/sup]
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Post by larkeh; on Mar 23, 2008 14:38:12 GMT -5
Sexy.
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Post by Confuzzled on Mar 23, 2008 14:45:54 GMT -5
Except I'm about to go walk... So maybe you should start it *giggle* [/sup]
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Post by larkeh; on Mar 23, 2008 16:20:27 GMT -5
*suspicious look* You take a lot of walks...
But I shall do so, or try at any rate.
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Post by larkeh; on Mar 23, 2008 19:57:04 GMT -5
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