Ms. West’s Billionaire

Chapter 5

Nate sat next to Oakley on the double seater leather couch, eating the chicken mayo toasted sandwich she made in the air-fryer. He glanced at her, smirking as he chews. He lifts his hand to cover his mouth full of food "This is amazing" he mumbles through the chewing. Oakley smiles at Nate, leaning against him as she takes a bite from her own toasted sandwich. The glint is his eyes as he looks at Oakley didn't go unnoticed when she took the plates, standing up and stumbling towards the table to put it back down. She giggled as she made her way back towards the couch, plopping down next to Nate, she lifted her legs and plopped them down on Nate's lap. He had a smug smile on his face as he rested his hand on Oakley's upper thigh. She, for once, did not mind it, as she lifted her own hand, placing it on top of his. She slowly drags her finger tips across his hand, up his veiny arm to his chest. Her eyes following the traces she leaves with her fingertips. Nate sat completely still as he watched Oakley touching him, this throat tightening. She leaned closer to Nate's ear, he felt her hot breath fanning against the nape of his neck. His chaw tightened as she whispered into his ear "Why did you stop touching me?" She asks so soft that if he breathed any louder, he wouldn't have heard her. Oakley's grip tightened around Nate's upper arm, she tugged it closer to her body and as his arm moved, so did his hand. His hand now rests underneath Oakley's floral dress, barely an inch away from the hem of her underwear. Nate smirked as he looked where his hand laid, his eyes traveling up his arm, up Oakley's arm and to her breasts, gazing up at her through hooded eyes. "You're drunk" he stated. His own words surprising him. "And you, Nathaniel, are an extremely handsome man" she whispers, batting her eyelashes at him. "Miss West, I do not think it is the time for us to.." Oakley cut him off as she lifted herself onto Nate's lap in a straddling position. Nate was baffled at her brave action, forgetting what he wanted to say his hands automatically found his way to Oakley's ass, squeezing it as she leans towards him, her breasts pushing onto his chest. This was a feeling of sensation, pure freedom and lust. "This was the worst day." Oakley slurred her words, giggling as she tugs at the hem of Nate's shirt. "But you.." she started as she sat up straight, lifting Nate's shirt over his head. He wanted to protest but didn't see the dangers this innocent girl was doing. "You made it better." she finally said as she threw his shirt to the floor. They sat still, looking at each other as Oakley's hands rested on Nate's bare chest. It felt as if sparks were lighted where Oakley's hands rested on his chest. Oakley slowly lowered her gaze towards Nate's lips then chest and then his abs. Her hands sliding down till the buckle of his belt. She slowly sucked on her lip, catching her lower lip between her teeth as Nate ogled her. He focused on her eyes and when her eyes landed on his lips once more, he cupper her cheek, pulling her in for a kiss. A hungry kiss he was wishing for since he saw her at the bar. His hand slid down, grabbing her ass once more. He gave her bottom a tight squeeze, making her squeal. As she squealed, her lips parted and gave Nate's tongue a gap to devour her mouth. Their tongues fought for dominance as he explored her mouth passionately. He moved his hands to the front, resting them for only mere seconds on her upper thighs. Oakley loved the feeling as he touched her, the warmth of his hands were inviting to her body. He slid his hands to her core, rubbing it over the fabric of her panties. Oakley froze in horror, fearful of the unknown. He noticed her body stiffen and he froze, removing his hand. She pulled away from the kiss, her cheeks flushed and fear lingering in her eyes as she looked away. "Oakley" Nate called her, "Yes" she croaked out, embarrassment laced in her voice. "What is wrong?" he asked in a gentle manner. "Nothing" she shot his question down fast. He smirked, wondering if she has ever been touched. He slid his hand back up her thigh, touching her wet core over her underwear, feeling it soaked. He rubbed her throbbing core and something flipped in Oakley's stomach. "Have you ever been touched, like this?" he asked in a smug tone as he put more pressure on her core. Her cheeks became more red, nodding her head 'no'. A smirk appeared on his lips, "Are you a virgin?" he asked is a gentle tone, Oakley nodded her head yes as she avoided to meet his eyes with her own. "Do you want to be one?" he asked in a husky tone. She sat still, nodding her head 'no' in the most innocent way that made Nate's heart rate speed up. "Look at me" Nate demanded as he was still rubbing small circles against Oakley's core. Oakley dragged her eyes to meet Nate's, feeling embarrassed. She took a deep breath as her eyes met his, "Do you want me to stop?" Nate asks, biting his lip. Oakley did not want him to stop what he was doing, Oakley's body felt amazing. As a answer, Oakley rolled her hips forwards into Nate's hand and a devilish smirk appeared on his face. His other hand rested on her back as he pulled her closer, kissing her. "Hold on" he mumbled as his hands groped Oakley's bottom, picking her up as he stood to his feet. He carried her down the hall, into his bedroom. He laid her down on the bed, hooking his fingers into her panties and pulling them down to her ankles and off of her. He threw them to the floor. Oakley gasped as the cold air hit her heated and throbbing core. Nate smirked as he crawled up towards her, parting her legs slowly as he moves her dress up past her waist. Oakley felt very insecure about Nate being down there with his face, but all of her insecurities faded as an astounding feeling took over her body as Nate licked her clit, sticking his tongue into her vulva. Her mouth fell agape, her legs shaking and trying to close up, but Nate held her legs in place as he tongue f****d her. He inserted two fingers into her vulva, it hurt but soon the pain was replaced with pleasure, her core tightened around his fingers "Let go" he said as he fingered her faster, lifting his head and looking at her beautiful face as she came undone. "Are you ready?" Nate asks as he steps out of his trousers and boxer, he climbed in between Oakley's weak legs, hovering over her. His body almost falling over due to alcohol consumption, Oakley giggled as she held onto his arm "I'm ready" she said and without warning, he plunged into her. A gasp left Oakley's mouth as her nails dig into his arm's flesh. "Sorry" he mumbled, leaving hot wet kisses all over her neck. The pain she felt for that second turned into pleasure and she slowly started rocking her hips, Nate took this as a good sign, moving his hips. He started slow but it turned rough and needy as he forgot what lovely lady was laying underneath him.