Riptide

Chapter 15

"Mmmm Mel." Nathan softly moaned into the darkened night.

Mel shifted in her sleep and squeezed him tight.

He slid his hand up to her hair and ran his fingers through it tugging on it gently.

Her moan woke him up suddenly. He slowly started to realize where he was. He was in his room holding Mel and her hand was...yup. Yes it was on his crotch.

He felt badly for waking her, but there was no way in hell he could sleep like this. "Babes."

She moaned, but did not replay.

"Mel ...sweetie."

She answer with her eyes still closed. "Mmm hmm."

"Would you mind um...moving your....hand."

She quickly slid her hand off of him and lifted her head. "I'm so sorry. Here you are trying to be really good. It was involuntary I swear."

He chuckled.

"Thanks love." He said then pulled her back onto his chest. "Hey do you want to change?"

"Into?" she asked.

"One of my t-shirts or something?"

She nodded. "Okay, where?"

He tried to squint in the darkness. "The first drawer over by the door. I'll get it."

She held his chest down. "I can get it Nath." She said then leaned down and kissed him softly. "Are you doing to change?"

"Yah. Go ahead and get comfy love."

As she headed over to pull out a t-shirt, Nathan took off his hoodie and t-shirt and tossed them on the floor. He undid his belt and kicked his jeans off. He signed as he crawled under the covers in only his briefs.

Just then Melanie crawled back into bed and snuggled up to him.

Nathan stiffened up as she held him tightly. "I don't think we thought this through." He confessed.

She moaned running her fingertips up and down his bare chest. "How's that?"

"I am suddenly very aware that you are only wearing a shirt...my shirt."

She smiled and nuzzled her face into his neck.

He got a chill as he felt her breath on his neck. "Did I promise to be good, or was it merely a suggestion?"

"Oh I think it was a promise." She said and licked his neck making a trail and then blowing on it lightly.

"Oh I'm pretty sure it was just a suggestion" he said as he slipped his hand under her shirt and lightly ran his fingertips and down her lower back.

She moaned in response to this.

"Oh that is not helping."

She let out a laugh. He smiled at the sound. She had a magical laugh and all he wanted to do was keeping making her smile and laugh as much as possible.

"Well stop doing that then." She said.

He stopped. "Ok love."

"No don't stop." She whined.

He chuckled softly in the dark. "Yes ma'm."

She sighed with the return of his fingertips on her back.

"Good?" he whispered in the dark.

"Mmmhmm." Was her only reply.

His fingers kept creeping lower and lower until his index finger slid under the waist-band of her panties and traced it horizontally. She did not protest so he moved his hand a bit lower and lightly massaged her really firm and tight ass cheek.