Happily Ever After

Chapter 8

     Memories of Nathan's apology came creeping into my head as i began to wake up. I smiled and stretched my body. I reached over to where Nathan had fallen asleep last night. A pang of sadness hit me as my fingers spread over the empty, cold, sheet. I sighed, sitting up, thinking he probably left so that Chelsea wouldn't find him in here. Yeah, that had to be it. 

     I slid off of the bed and glaned towards the clock. I decided I had enough time for a shower, a long one at that, it was only five. I grabbed a pair of yoga pants and a white tank top and headed towards the bathroom. 

     Thankfully, there was no one occupying the bathroom this morning. I let out another sigh and got the water started. I lazily undressed and stepped inside the shower. In my sleepy stupor I forgot to lock the door. I only noticed this fact when I heard the door open up, and then shut, followed by the click of the lock. I gasped and pulled the curtain to the side, allowing me to peer out into Nathan's face.  He smirked, and dropped his boxers to the ground. He was already sporting an erection. 

     "Mind if I join you?" He smirked.

     "Uh, sure." I murmured.

     He took two steps towards me, and climbed into the shower pulling the shower curtain shut behind him. I couldn't help but stare down at his manhood, so I turned away from him and grabbed my shampoo bottle and started washing my hair. 

     I didn't get very far before he pushed my hands away from my hair.

     "Here Anna, let me." He whispered in my ear. 

     A shiver ran down my spine, but I surrendered and allowed him to wash my hair. His hands massaged circles into my head, making sure that my hair was completely lathered in the shampoo. 

     "Turn." He demanded.

     I did as instructed and let him wash the remains of the shampoo out of my hair. I stared at his chest the whole time, wondering if this is  what he did to Natalie. 

      When my hair was free of shampoo, he picked up my conditioner and squirted some into his hands. He rubbed them together and told me to turn around again. He massaged the condiotioner into my hair and I started to relax more. I leaned back against him as he continued to condition my hair. 

     "Anna, I said turn, I need to get this out of your hair." Nathan said, breaking me out of my trance like state.

     "Oops, sorry." I stammered, i hadn't realized I had zoned out. 

     I turned around and looked him in the eyes. However, he wasn't looking back at me, his eyes were glued to my chest, as his hands rinsed the rest of the conditioner out of my hair. 

     "Hey, eyes up here." I smirked.

     "Fine, then my hands are going here." He countered. He reached his hands reached around and grabbed ahold of my breasts. 

     I had nothing to say, so I just stared at him. He began to massage them, then abrubtly stopped and turned around. 

     My eyes drifted down to his butt and took in the glorious image. I didn't get much time to continue staring, because he swiveled and faced me again with a handful of body wash. 

    He began at my legs and started washing every part of my body, paying special attention to my breasts and my ass. I tried to remain as silent as I could, but every now and then a moan would escape my lips. Each time I let one slip, Nathan would laugh and wash harder. 

     I couldn't stand the torture anymore so without any hesitation I dropped to my knees and took his penis into my mouth in one movement. He gasped and then relented with a pleased moan and a look of satisfaction crossed his face. I looked up through my eyelashes at him while I sucked. He never broke eye contact with me once. I soon felt him swell and pulse, and I knew he was about to cum. 

     "Anna I'm-" He moaned just as he thrusted further into my mouth, releasing his load down my throat. 

     I swallowed and got up off of my knees with a smile. 

     " I have to go get ready for school." I flashed him another smile and stepped out of the shower. I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around myself.  I picked up my clothes and threw them over my arm.

     "Thanks for washing my hair for me." I said as I opened the door to leave the bathroom. I looked back at his face and was glad that I did. He stood there shocked with his mouth half open. I giggled and shut the door behind me. That was an eventful morning.