“I don't want to squash you,” he says between kisses.
“I don't care.” My voice is husky with lust.
Before I know it, Nate has rolled us and I’m now on top of him. His hand slides under my top, my skin tingling from his touch. His other hand grips my ass and squeezes, a moan slips from my lips, and I giggle when he tickles my ribs. Sitting up so I’m straddling him, I gaze lovingly down at him. His hands are resting on either side of my hips. A force beyond my control overtakes my body, and I pull my top over my head. I’m sitting in the middle of a field full of cars, on a blanket, in nothing but my jeans and bra, and never have I felt as sexy as I do right now.
“You are beautiful, Bai,” Nate whispers, my cheeks tinge pink at his words and my heart beats faster. It’s beating so fast I feel like it's going to beat right out of my chest.
Leaning down again, I place my lips over Nate’s. I grab his hands and place them on my boobs. That’s all the invitation he needs, he gently begins to massage them. His fingers dip inside my bra and he begins to tweak my nipples. When he squeezes, it sends tingly shockwaves between my legs. I rub myself on him and the friction causes us both to groan.
“Nate, please?” I whisper.
“Bailey, we’ve only just met—”
Placing my finger on his lips I shush him. “Nate, I know it’s crazy, but I feel like I’ve known you forever. I want this. I want you.” As I’m saying this, I reach behind me and unhook my bra, the straps fall down my arms and his eyes drop to my bare breasts. The cool night air hardens my nipples to form taut peaks. Nate swallows deeply before leaning forward and taking a nipple into his mouth. My eyes close. My head drops back, effectively thrusting them forward into his face. He lifts his hand and massages the one he’s not currently sucking on. He alternates between them; I’m ready to explode. “I’m ready,” I whisper moan as I stand up and remove my jeans and panties.
Nate leans back on his arms and stares up at me. His eyes open wide as his gaze takes in my naked form. Squatting back down, I shimmy up his legs and make quick work of his undoing his jeans. He lifts up and helps me pull them down his thighs. His cock springs free, the tip glistening in the moonlight. I swipe my finger over the tip and lift it to my lips and suck. I shuffle forward and push Nate down to the blanket. Lifting onto my knees, I hover over his cock before I slowly sink down. We both moan, he fits me perfectly. We begin to rock back and forth, our eyes locked on one another. He grips my hips tightly, while I throw my head back in ecstasy as I continue to ride him. Suddenly my skin is alight and my orgasm ricochets through my body. I moan into the night sky, and as I’m coming back to earth, I feel Nate tense beneath me. He closes his eyes and he lets go. I’m mesmerized, watching him come and the immense pleasure on his face makes me smile. His body goes limp, and when he opens his eyes, he reaches up, cups my head, and kisses me. Wrapping his arms tightly around my back, I do the same and we lose ourselves is this kiss—I never want this moment to end.
Lifting off Nate, I snuggle into his side and lay my head on his chest. This moment is perfect, and it’s one that I will remember for the rest of my life. We fall asleep together and when we wake again, the sun is shining and it’s all quiet on the stage. The next artist won’t appear until later this afternoon, so Nate and I redress and head back in. We walk around for a bit and chat about our lives. With each word that leaves his lips, I fall more and more in love with him. He has a heart of gold, and when he looks at me, he really sees at me. It’s like everything around him fades away, and I’m the only thing that he sees. I’ve never felt so special or wanted before in my life. And it’s exactly how I feel with Nate too.
Another night passes, and I realize that I haven’t seen my friends since yesterday. I have literally been wrapped up with Nate, and if I’m honest, I haven’t missed them at all. “What do you say we get some food and then try and find your friends? It’s been a while since we have seen them.”
I look at him and laugh. “Are you in my head? I was just thinking about them.”
“You’re in my head, I can’t stop thinking about you, Bai.”
My cheeks darken at his words and I become shy. I’m not a fan of the attention but with Nate, I kinda like it. “Okay, let’s get burgers and then we can go find Wendy and Nancy.”
“Sounds like a plan.” He laces our fingers together and we head off in search of burgers, which—by the way—are the best cheeseburgers I have ever eaten.
After eating our burgers, Nate and I head back toward the main area in search of my friends. We are so wrapped up in each other, we don’t notice Wendy and Nancy walking toward us. Our moment is broken when Wendy tugs on my arm. “Bailey, babe, you need to come now. Jimi is about to take the stage and we have to see him live. He is the whole reason that you and I came.” She pauses and then adds, “We.Have.To.”
Stopping, I stare at her. All of a sudden I’m dog-tired, but Jimi is about to take the stage and there is no way in hell I’m missing Jimi. Wiping my eyes, I shake my head and grin at her. “I’m coming, Wendy.” Looking to Nate, I ask, “You wanna come with us?”
With a smile that sets me ablaze, he says, “I’d love to.” He grabs my hand; we entwine our fingers together, and follow Wendy and Nancy to the stage for the performance of a lifetime.
16
Bailey
Jimi Hendrix was beyond awesome. He was definitely the highlight of Woodstock for me, closely followed by Credence. Daddy would have loved that, and I can’t wait to have dinner with him tomorrow night and tell him all about it. Or gush about Nate.
People are starting to leave, but we don’t want to get crushed in the crowd, so we hang around and wait. It’s not like getting out of the parking lot will be any easier. “I’m just going to the bathroom,” I tell the group and walk off.
I’m on such a high at the moment. This day, no weekend, has been beyond amazing. Not only did I get to see all my favorite bands play live, but I have met a wonderful man. A man who I can see myself spending the rest of my life with.
I’m on my way back to the group, when someone pulls on my arm and drags me between two tents. When we stop, I look up and I see William. His eyes are feral and I can feel the anger radiating off him. He’s silent as he stares at me; it’s extremely unnerving.
“William, what’s going on?” I ask.
He still doesn’t say anything; he stares right through me. It like he’s here but his mind is elsewhere. His breathing is deep and ragged. His body is tense with rage and I’m really uncomfortable right now. I have never seen William like this before, and I’m beginning to get scared.
“Bailey,” he snarls between clenched teeth. “You are meant to be with me.” He pokes himself in his chest. “Me. Not that asshole Nathaniel-fucking-Winters.”
“William, I—” He cuts me off and steps in front of me. I can feel his breath on my face and my heart rate speeds up. My body becomes clammy and sticky as the fear spreads through my veins. The air around us is thick with hate and animosity. My eyes dart around, I glance over his shoulder, trying to find a way out of here but he has me blocked in.