"Nathan?" Haley's voice called out, echoing through their large and lavish home. Some days, she still couldn't believe they were fortunate enough to live there; a seven bedroom, five bathroom house, plopped right on a private beach. Of course, it was all grand until Haley has to trek about fifty bags of groceries from the driveway, which at the moment, seemed like a mile down the road- and her big, strong husband was apparently nowhere to be found.
"Nathan?" She tried again, but no response. The kids were at school and she just dropped their two-year-old off at Deb's house, in desperate relief of Mommy-quiet time for the next- she glanced at her watch and sighed- one and a half-hour, until Jamie, Lydia, and Jackson came barreling in for snack time.
A bead of sweat trickled from her forehead and she cursed. It was nearly 90 degrees and not even May yet. Whoever said Global Warming isn't real, clearly hadn't been to Tree Hill, North Carolina in early April.
Giving up on attempting to find her husband, Haley hauled the rest of the groceries inside and decided there was no need to go to a gym when you live with four growing kids, and a husband who still eats like he's going through puberty- no, the amount of weight she just carried in groceries was enough to replace heavy bench-presses for at least a week.
It took another 30 minutes until the food was stored away, leaving Haley with only an hour of quiet left. She had originally hoped to spend it with her husband but he was still MIA.
Sticky from the heat, Haley decided a shower was her best bet and ran upstairs to the master bedroom, where she noticed the curtains were left open, bellowing in the slight breeze emanating from their balcony doors.
Just as she made a move to close them, a tantalizing sight caught her eye. Instead of closing the curtains, she ripped them open and shimmied onto the balcony, licking her lips when the subject of her desire focused further in her view.
"Oh, hello," she growled under her throat. So that's where her husband was; swimming sexily in their pool. God, she wanted to moan at the way his muscles rippled down his back- the way his biceps curled and uncurled through the water, swimming gracefully to the edge. So tan. So wet. So yummy.
She could definitely get used to the view.
Nathan, completely oblivious to his wife's perusal of his body, continued to swim laps in their underground pool, soaking up the abnormal spring temperature.
When he dunked his body further under the water, Haley leaned over the balcony to get a closer look at the way his swim trunks molded perfectly to his sexy ass.
She'd seen him in the pool about a million times and without fail, she'd end up dripping even when the rest of her body was still dry. Nathan Scott and water was one perfect aphrodisiac.
Torn between wanting to remain unseen to continue the view or call out and demand he come upstairs, Haley sank her teeth low into her lip, fidgeting slightly on the railing.
A wicked smile stretched her lips when she thought of the perfect way to gain her husband's attention. She hastily peeled her tank top over her head and whipped it over the railing. Unfortunately, due to her klutzy tendencies, the shirt plopped onto the chaise lounge chair and not in the water where she intended. Nathan was still oblivious to his now bra-clad wife.
Huffing, Haley leaned over further so that when Nathan came up from the water, he'd have direct sight of her cleavage.
Except, only, he came up the other way and now had his back facing the balcony.
"Oh, for God's sakes," she grumbled, "Nathan!"
Finally, that got his attention. Stunned at the sound, he whipped his head around, droplets of water flinging into the air in the process. Confused where it came from, he glanced towards the kitchen doors and frowned.
"Up here, babe!"
Nathan's eyes followed the sound and they nearly burst from their sockets when they settled upon Haley- there she was, bent over the balcony, with her gorgeous chest spilling out of a black lacy bra.
"Fuck," he muttered lowly. Haley chuckled under her breath when she read his lips. Her husband was just too easy.
"Hey you," her voice was coated in seduction.
"Hi," he nearly choked. A sucker for his wife's ample cleavage, Nathan couldn't tear away his gaze away even if the sky started to fall. Screw being polite. She was his- he could stare all night long.
There were few things Haley Scott loved more than teasing her husband; with an hour of free time, she knew that was exactly how she wanted to use it. Smirking under his heated gaze, her tongue poked gently out from her lips and made a show of teasing her upper lip. "You see, husband," she began lowly, "I'm up here all alone and I need some help getting out of these clothes."
Nathan was still too stunned to speak so he wordlessly nodded, completely in a trance.
"Nathan," Haley demanded, "I said I'm all alone. That means get your ass out of the pool and come upstairs. Right now."
"Yes, ma'am," he babbled and fumbled along the edge of the pool as he ungracefully tried to climb out. His wife watched with a low giggle as he fell back into the water, only to regain his composure seconds later and run full speed into the house. Haley would probably freak out later about the amount of water he tracked inside, but right now, all he cared about was getting her naked.
Less than a minute later, he was in their master bedroom and found her spread along their bed, dressed in just her bra and panties. It took everything in him not to bust right there in his wet swim shorts.
"I was waiting for you," she breathed, "almost got started without you."
"Fuck, Hales," Nathan growled, "I swear you're going to kill me."
She cocked an eyebrow and beckoned he come close to her, desperate to run her hands along his chiseled chest. "We wouldn't want that, now would we?"
He shook his head and enveloped his body above hers, still dripping wet from the pool. Luckily, Haley didn't care and simply took the edge of his ear between her teeth, nibbling it gently as her fingers worked their way below his waistband.
"I want you."
"Mhmm," Nathan gave a breathy moan.
"You're so sexy," she whispered with appreciation. Her one hand delicately scratched at his abdominal muscles, as the other one reached into his bathing suit and took hold of his rigid member. "That was fast," she giggled.
He smirked against her bra-clad chest, "you know what seeing these on display does to me-"
"I thought you liked my ass best," Haley taunted and began the slow tease of her hand rubbing up his shaft. He bucked his hips slightly before hastily discarding her bra and making work of her hardened pink nipples. They were so pert; begging for his lips to suck on them.
"I love everything about you, baby," Nathan mumbled. Haley responded with a loud moan.
"Suck, Nathan," she pushed his head further into her chest and began grinding her lower region upwards just as the fingers of her hand in his swim shorts circled the base of his cock.
"I love when you take charge," he smirked after making an audible pop of her nipple. "It's so fucking sexy."
Haley threw her head back against the duvet pillows and nearly screamed as his teeth scraped the edge of the pert nipple. "I need you now, babe."
He nodded in agreement and shimmied the damp bathing suit off his legs. Where they landed, neither one cared at the moment.
"Touch me. Please," she cried.
Nathan and Haley met for a long, passionate kiss; their tongues battling for dominance as Nathan started to circle his thumb and index finger along Haley's lower lips. "You're so wet," he panted after pulling away from her mouth. His index finger and middle finger slid in with a warm welcome; her hot center clenching the dampened digits tightly.
Haley's eyes were half-lidded and she smiled lazily. "You, baby. Seeing you swimming did that to me."
They kissed again and Nathan swallowed Haley's scream; she clenched and unclenched around his fingers as his thumb pushed rhythmically and firmly onto her hardened clit.
"I'm cumming. Jesus, shit." Haley babbled, and Nathan prolonged her orgasm by pushing his hardened cock into her center, thrusting deep between her moist folds.
"Harder," she screamed, wrapping her legs firmly around his waist. Nathan adjusted his angle slightly at the feel of her heels digging into his ass.
"Feel so good," he sucked at her neck.
"Don't stop, baby."
Nathan continued his assault on her neck as Haley dug her nails into his shoulders. She momentarily chided herself for not cutting them, especially after Lydia asked why her Daddy had scratch marks down his back the other morning. Oops.
"I love you," Nathan whispered- their eyes briefly meeting while their hips continuously matched each other's thrusts.
"I love you, too."
"I'm almost there," he grunted as Haley clenched her inner walls around his head.
"Me too."
They kissed passionately, swallowing each other's moans and Nathan continued to flick at her clit, spurring her second orgasm for the night. He watched in awe as she clenched her eyes shut but gently dragged her fingers along his balls, triggering his own orgasm. Just like that, spurts of his white hot seed erupted inside of her, leading them both to collapse against their wet, shaking bodies.
"That was a nice surprise," Nathan commented after catching his breath and placing a soft kiss on her forehead.
Haley laughed while cuddling into his side, "I'll say. Can I come home to you swimming more often?"
"Only if I get to see more of you on that balcony, baby."
"You have yourself a deal," she grinned and they sealed it with another long kiss.