sturniolo/nate imagines 2

☆dad-Nate

This is so weird, I'm sorry.

Y/N POV

I was looking in the fridge at Nates' house when someone walked in.
"Hello, Y/N." Luke Nates' dad said.
"Hey, how's your day been?" I asked, turning to him.
"Good, how 'bout you?"
"Good," I smiled.
"Where's nate?" He asked, looking in a cubord.
"He went to Walmart. He'll probably be home in like an hour." I answered.
"You didn't wanna go with?" He grabbed his cup and went to the fridge.
"No, I thought I'd be bored. He's looking at fishing stuff." I shrugged.
"Not very nice of him to leave you here all alone." He took a drink, turning to me.
"Not all alone, you're here." I smiled. We've always been friendly.
"Want me to keep you company?" He asked, stepping twords me.
"Sure," he smirked, setting his cup down beside me. I shivered at how close he was.
"Want some?" He asked, picking the cup back up and holding it out to me. I nodded, and he brought it to my lips, helping me take a drink. What's happening right now? Why do I like it so much? Does he know what he's doing? He pulled the cup away from my mouth, and a drop of liquid fell from my lips. He wiped it away, keeping his hand holding my face.
"Do you know what you do to me, Y/N?" He spoke lowly.
"No," I answered quietly. Sometimes, I do try to tease him a bit, but I didn't know he noticed.
"You wear those tiny little shorts and these skimpy shirts." He dragged his fingertips down to the strap off my shirt, leaving a trail of goosebumps.
"You take off your bra when nate's not around." He continued down, tracing around a hard nipple.
"It's more comfortable," I said nervously.
"You think it's funny to tease me?"
"Kinda,"
"I think it's time you start fixing what you cause." He said, leaning down.
"Ok," his lips fell to mine in a heated kiss. I can't believe this is happening. He's nates dad, I shouldn't. He grabbed my thighs, lifting me onto the counter, his lips never leaving mine. But he's really good at this. I wrapped my arms around his neck, tangling a hand in my his hair and pulling him closer.
"You don't have a girlfriend, right?" I panted, pulling away.
"No, you wanna be the next?" He smirked.
"Maybe, depending on how the next hour goes." I giggled. He wrapped my legs around him, taking me to his room and throwing me on the bed.
"You're such a little slut." He groaned, climbing over me and kissing my neck. I slid my hand under his shirt, feeling his abs.
"You work out a lot?" I asked as he pulled it off.
"Gotta stay in shape." He winked, tugging my pants down. He's so fucking hot. I took my shirt off and unbuckle his belt, pulling it out.
"You sure you wanna do this?" He asked, kissing my tits and removing his pants.
"Positive," he took off our last pieces of clothing, and my eyes widened at his size.
"To big for you?" He questioned, stroking himself.
"Perfect," I smiled, he rubbed my clit with his tip them sunk into me. I gasped, gripping his shoulders tightly.
"Shit," he groaned, finding a steady pace.
"Oh fuck," I moaned, arching my back. I really shouldn't be doing this. Nate'll kill me if he finds out. But it feels so good. And I've been crushing on him for a while. I've known him for 2 years and he's only 16 years older. Not that much. Oh my god, it feels so good.
"You feel so fucking good." He wrapped his hand around my neck squeezing lightly. I moaned louder, wrapping my legs around him, allowing him to go even deeper.
"Luke," I moaned.
"That's it, scream my name." He went faster rubbing my clit.
"Fuck," I whimpered. "I'm gonna come."
"Cum for me," he slid 2 fingers into my mouth as I clenched around him.
"Where?" He asked, face scrunched with pleasure.
"In me." I pleaded around his fingers. His cum shot deep inside me, and I moaned at the feeling.
"You're amazing," he sighed into my neck.
"You did all the work." I smirked. "My turn." I pushed him to lay down and straddled him. He gripped my hips tightly, groaning as sunk down onto him.
"Fuck, just like that baby." He groaned as I moved up and down. I could do this forever.
"You love riding me, don't you?" He questioned, choking me again.
"Yes," I whined.
"Shoulda fucked you sooner. So good." He groaned. I went faster, feeling even better.
"Fuck," I moaned.
"Louder," he slapped my ass.
"But, what if," I cut myself with a moan.
"Louder, I don't care if the hole neighborhood hears. They should know who you're fucking." I let out a loud moan, not keeping it in.
"That's it," he rubbed my clit with his free hand, pulling another moan from my lips. I gripped his arm, desperate for a release.
"You gonna cum?" He asked, I nodded.
"Beg,"
"Please," I begged.
"More,"
"Please, please, let me cum please. It feels so good." I clenched him uncontrollably, causing him to groan.
"Cum for me." I imedietly let go, him following. I panted, laying next to him.
"Nate can't know about this." I said as I caught my breath.
"Agreed," he sighed.
"And we probably shouldn't do it again." I frowned.
"Probably not," he looked at his phone.
"We still have some time before he gets home?" He looked over to me.
"Last time," I mumbled, kissing him.