sturniolo/nate imagines

fun-Nate

Nate POV

"Nate, go check on her." Matt said.
"Why me?"
"Because," I sighed, getting out. We're all going to the pool today, but Y/N still isn't out here. Me and Y/N used to date, but we broke up about 2 months ago. I don't really know why. We got into a silly argument, and somehow, by the end of it, we broke up. We were dating for a year and a half, and it was over, just like that. I still have feelings for her. But she definitely doesn't feel the same.
I went up to her room and knocked. There was no answer, so I walked in. She was sleeping, all cuddled up. She looks so peaceful. I forgot how cute she I when she sleeps. I moved some hair out of her face. She's so beautiful. I ran my thumb under her lip. I miss those lips.
I snapped out of it and lightly shook her.
"Y/N," her eyes slowly opened, and she looked confused.
"Nate?" She mumbled quietly.
"You should get ready."
"What time is it?" She asked, sitting up.
"12," I answered.
"Fuck, I'm so sorry." She got up and looked around. She's not wearing pants. Only her panties and her shirt. She always slept like that. I always loved how hot she looked.
"We're going to the pool, right?" She asked, running to her closet.
"Uh. Ya." I gulped.
"Ok, black or purple?" She asked, holding up 2 bikinis. I bought that black one for her.
"Purple," I answered, I wanna get over her. She threw the black one down and pulled off her shirt as she went into the bathroom. I caught a glimpse of her bare breasts as she turned and gave me a view of her naked back. The sight I woke up to see next to me so many mornings. I waited extremely flustered. She came out in the bikini with her hair in a high ponytail. I don't think I'm breathing.
"Nate?" She questioned and glanced down. I realized I was rock-hard. I put my hands in front of me to cover myself, looking down embarrassed.
"Sorry," I mumbled.
"It's ok." She giggled.
"I could help you? If you want?" I looked up to see her smirk.
"What?"
"What? It's not like we've never done anything before."
"B-but, we, broke up?"
"We don't have to do anything if you don't want to. But it would be harmless. Just some fun." She shrugged, coming closer.
"I-I, um." I should say no. It's not right.
"You haven't missed me?" She asked.
"I have," I said truthfully.
"Well, I've missed you too. So why don't we have fun?" I pressed my lips to hers, unable to resist anymore. She wrapped her hands around my neck, and mine went to her waist. I missed her lips. I threw her on the bed and pulled off my shirt, then hovered over her, kissing down her neck.
"You look so hot when you do that." She said, gasping as sucked on her sweet spot.
"Do what?" I asked my hands, roaming her body.
"Take your shirt off like that."  She answered, pushing my swing trunks down.
"Good to know," I smirked, sliding her bottoms down. I untied the top and threw it on the floor. My lips moved to her chest, I love her tits. They're so perfect.
"Nate, please." She begged, getting impatient. I stroked myself and rubbed her clit with my tip, then slid into her, groaning at how amazing she feels. I started slamming in and out of her, loving the sound of her moans.
"Oh fuck, nate." She moaned gripping my shoulders tightly. I rubbed her clit watching her eyes roll back. I don't know how I went so long without her. I missed her so much.
"Did you fuck any other guys?" I asked, still pounding into her.
"What?" She got out in between moan.
"You heard me, did you let another man in this pussy?"
"Maybe," she smirked, holding back moans.
"Answer me right now, Y/N." I wrapped my hand around her neck.
"No," I felt relieved. "But I have a guy a blow job." I squeezed her neck tighter, jealousy running through my veins.
"You let someone in your mouth?" I leaned down to face her. She moaned, unable to keep it in.
"Did you like his cock in your throat?" I questioned.
"No," she moaned.
"Did you like his cock more than mine?"
"No, I love your big cock."
"Did he even reach your throat?"
"No," I knew she was telling the truth.
"He couldn't even fill up your mouth, do you think he could fill your pussy?"
"No he couldn't." She squirmed, getting close.
"You need to cum?"
"Yes, please."
"Not until you tell me who owns this pussy."
"You do,"
"Who gets to shove their cock down your throat?"
"You, only you."
"You'll never let anyone touch what's mine?"
"Never," she arched her back as I went faster.
"Please," she cried out.
"Cum for me slut." She gripped me even tighter, as she came harshly around me. My cum shot deep inside her, making her mine again. I slowly pulled out of her and layed next to her.
"Who was it?" I asked after we caught our breath.
"Uh, I think his name was Jack. I just met him at a party and I was drunk, it didn't mean anything." She turned to me.
"After I did it, he wanted to do more, but I left because I couldn't stop thinking of you." I looked over.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled.
"It's fine." I said, pulling her to me.
"We broke up. You can do what you want." I said, pieces of my heart breaking.
"Why did we break up?" She asked.
"I don't know," I said honestly.
"I don't like it. I didn't want to break up." She said. I could feel my heart being stitched back together.
"I didn't want to either."
"So we can get back together?" She asked with a smile.
"Yes. I would love that." I kissed her slowly, I have my girl back.
"I love you," I said as we pulled away.
"I love you too." I heard a phone ding and reached over. The triplets.
"Oh, uh. The triplets left us."
"That's fine, I'd rather be here."