Chapter 160 Compulsion
The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit tense at this moment. Katniss and Nathan hardly exchanged any words, just focusing on eating and drinking, so they were already full in no time.
"Have you finished eating too, Dad?" Katniss was the first to put down her knife and fork.
"I'm done." Nathan drank more red wine than Katniss. His pale face had turned rosy by now.
"Then I'll tidy up the table, and you can take me back on the boat." Katniss stood up, ready to start clearing the table.
Upon hearing that Katniss was about to leave soon, a strong sense of reluctance appeared on Nathan's face. Katniss felt the same way. She tried to avoid Nathan's gaze as much as possible. Although her feelings for Nathan were not as deep as his for her, after such a long period of intimacy, could Nathan not hold a place in her heart? Although it was far from comparing to my position, perhaps Katniss was afraid of any unexpected situations if she stayed longer. It was already seven o'clock in the evening.
From the conversation between the two at the dinner table just now, I could tell that Katniss stayed for dinner tonight at Nathan's request. They finished cleaning the house around four o'clock, then started cooking on my way here. By the time I arrived, they had just finished cooking, so I definitely didn't miss anything before my arrival. So far, their conversation was very normal, with no hint of ambiguity.
As Katniss got up to tidy up the table, the alcohol content in the red wine, although not high, made her feel dizzy after drinking. Just as Katniss got up, the alcohol hit her, causing her to stagger. In order to maintain her balance, she reflexively placed her hand on the table.
"Be careful." Nathan didn't expect Katniss to almost fall, so he quickly reached out and held Katniss with both hands to prevent the accident. It was a momentary incident. With one hand supporting Katniss's armpit and the other hand holding her other hand.
Fortunately, at the last moment, Katniss managed to hold onto the table with one hand, while Nathan held her other hand. Time seemed to stand still at that moment. After grabbing Katniss's hand, Nathan didn't let go immediately. He just held Katniss's hand quietly, looking at her. His initial worry turned into infatuation and reluctance. He just looked at Katniss like that, with a touch of sadness on his face. This hand that he had touched countless times before, this hand that had touched his penis countless times, would soon be completely lost to him. He held Katniss's hand, unwilling to let go for a long time, perhaps this was the last time he could touch Katniss's delicate hand like this.
After the initial panic, Katniss calmed down and realized that Nathan was holding her hand. She turned to look at Nathan's affectionate gaze. Her cheeks, already slightly flushed from the alcohol, became even rosier. Feeling Nathan holding her hand, she didn't resist at first, just feeling a bit at a loss. At the same time, she knew that her relationship with Nathan was coming to an end. She let Nathan hold her hand.
The temperature in the air rose at that moment. I hid behind the curtain, watching the two holding hands, my heart beating faster. At that moment, I forgot about my hunger, quietly waiting to see what would happen next between them.
In the end, Katniss came to her senses. After a moment of confusion, her eyes cleared instantly. She looked at Nathan with a determined expression, then slowly withdrew her hand, which was a subtle way of rejecting him. Seeing this, Nathan didn't insist on anything, letting Katniss retract her hand from his, but disappointment was evident on his face. He knew that Katniss would not accept him anymore. All the sweet moments had become the past. Although this was reality, Nathan was somewhat unwilling to accept it.
After retracting her hand, Katniss started tidying up the table, moving back and forth between the bedroom and the kitchen. Nathan didn't help Katniss clean up, but sat alone on the bed looking pitiful, his head bowed in thought, his figure appearing lonely and melancholic. Seeing Katniss finally retract her hand, I breathed a sigh of relief. Although I was somewhat disappointed like Nathan, I was also touched that Katniss ultimately rejected him.
After finishing cleaning up the table, Katniss started sweeping and washing the dishes for Nathan. Perhaps due to drinking red wine and feeling hot, or maybe from the exhaustion of cleaning the room, she was sweating a lot. When Katniss returned to the bedroom with the vacuum cleaner, she hesitated for a moment, then took off her outer shirt, throwing it on the bed, and started bending down to sweep. It was evident that Katniss was really feeling hot. As she took off her shirt, her skin, now covered in sweat, became more and more flushed.
Katniss, who was cleaning the room, was unaware that she was exposing herself. After taking off her shirt, she was wearing a white camisole inside. Although the camisole was not low-cut, she needed to bend down while sweeping, inadvertently revealing a deep cleavage and fair skin. The camisole on Katniss's body was damp with sweat, revealing the outline of a black bra inside. Nathan unintentionally looked up and saw Katniss bending over, revealing her cleavage, and he couldn't take his eyes off her.
Katniss's breasts were already very full, and now, under the camisole, her cleavage and curves were faintly visible, exuding a tantalizing beauty. Not to mention Nathan, even I, who had seen Katniss naked countless times, felt a slight erection. This subtly revealing scene was more seductive than seeing Katniss completely naked, evoking an indescribable feeling.
During dinner, Nathan had opened the window for ventilation. At that time, Nathan's hand was less than 3 feet away from my body, which startled me. At this moment, the sound of the flowing river outside entered the room, masking Nathan's increasingly heavy breathing. Nathan couldn't resist this temptation. Although I believed it was unintentional on Katniss's part, would Nathan think it was unintentional? Under the stimulation of alcohol, the feelings of unwillingness and reluctance, combined with Katniss's unintentional actions, if it were me, I might also think that Katniss was seducing Nathan. However, before Katniss took off her shirt, facing me with her back to Nathan, the hint of helplessness, discomfort, and struggle she showed, I knew that Katniss took off her shirt because she was genuinely hot and sweaty.
Katniss was completely unaware that she was exposed, still bending down to sweep the floor. However, just as she finished sweeping and straightened her upper body, she was suddenly embraced from behind. Yes, Nathan, in the final moment, couldn't overcome his desires. He got up from the bed, walked behind Katniss, and suddenly embraced her, his hands smoothly caressing Katniss's sensual and full breasts, kneading them through the camisole and bra, while his stubbled mouth simultaneously kissed Katniss's neck and back.
"Stop, Dad, let go of me, let go of me quickly." Startled by Nathan's sudden embrace, Katniss's breasts being grabbed, and her back being kissed, she let out a shocked scream when she realized what was happening. She began to struggle vigorously, continuously asking Nathan to let her go.
However, under the influence of alcohol and desire, Nathan had lost his rationality at this moment. He knew that after tonight, he might not have another chance, so he recklessly pounced on Katniss, believing she would yield to him. But Katniss's sudden resistance caught him off guard. Although he was momentarily stunned, his hands and lips did not leave Katniss's body.
Nathan didn't release Katniss, so she had no choice but to push and shove Nathan's hands away from her breasts while pleading for him to let go. She raised her head to avoid Nathan's lips on her neck and back. However, her strength was no match for Nathan's, especially after drinking alcohol. Even three Katniss's combined wouldn't be a match for Nathan's strength.
Except for the first time when Nathan forcefully penetrated her, Katniss had always been the one taking the initiative, while Nathan had been passive. Today, Katniss would never have expected Nathan to attack her proactively and so forcefully. Due to my promise to her, she resisted fiercely, expressing her refusal. But in this small bedroom, where could Katniss escape to?
"Dad, don't do this, let go of me, if you continue, I'll be angry." Katniss's expression turned serious as she continued to pry Nathan's hands away from her breasts, but Nathan's hands seemed to be glued to Katniss's breasts, never leaving for a moment.
Nathan's eyes were filled with desire and a sense of cherishing this opportunity, paying no attention to Katniss's protests. His mouth kissed Katniss's ears, neck, back, and shoulders, while Katniss squirmed to avoid him. However, she couldn't evade all his advances, and her 34D breasts were tightly controlled by Nathan as if kneading dough.
After a few minutes of entanglement, Katniss was exhausted, having no more strength left. She had to temporarily give up resistance, breathing heavily, with her hands still gripping Nathan's. Sweat beads covered her exposed forehead and skin.
"Let go, let go of me, you, let go, let go of me." Exhausted and breathless, Katniss's words lacked strength. The earlier struggle had drained her last bit of energy, leaving her temporarily at Nathan's mercy. Her hands still firmly pressed against Nathan's, expressing her stance.
Seeing Katniss had no more strength, Nathan relaxed slightly. Although the struggle with Katniss had lasted a long time, Nathan was far from being exhausted. It seemed like he still had endless energy. During the struggle with Katniss, he kept pacing in circles on the bedroom floor, passing by me each time. I wanted to rush out from behind the curtain to help Katniss escape from Nathan's clutches, but I couldn't. My body was now controlled by conflicting thoughts, a contradictory mindset.
Feeling Katniss's lack of strength, Nathan hugged her and turned her body around. Katniss, already exhausted, had no time to resist or energy to resist. Nathan turned her around to face him.
Katniss's breasts were instantly pressed against Nathan's body, their chests tightly pressed together. Katniss's breasts were flattened against Nathan's chest, eliciting a soft moan, whether from rising desire or lingering fatigue.
As if afraid that Katniss would escape, Nathan held her tightly, pressing her body against his. Katniss, now sweating profusely, her eyes slightly open from the alcohol and exhaustion, looked at Nathan's face, which was filled with desire. Nathan gazed at Katniss's exquisitely beautiful face and flushed cheeks, swallowed hard, and then quickly kissed Katniss's lips.
However, Katniss's refusal had not dissipated when Nathan leaned in to kiss her. She instantly turned her head to avoid Nathan's kiss, causing him to miss her lips and instead kiss her cheek. Katniss pushed Nathan's head away with one hand, but her strength was no match for Nathan's neck strength. Nathan's lips continued to kiss her cheeks, earlobes, and then attempted to capture Katniss's lips.
Simultaneously, his hands, still embracing Katniss, moved downwards. Taking advantage of Katniss's distraction from his attempted kiss, his hands grabbed the hem of Katniss's skirt, instantly lifting it up. Katniss's panties and the end of her pantyhose were exposed. Since Katniss had come straight from work today, she was wearing black suspender pantyhose, which only reached the base of her thighs. Each stocking had two suspenders connected to the waistband of her panties, giving off a lingerie vibe. The stockings and panties were a matching set. When covered by her work skirt, they looked like ordinary stockings, but if the skirt was lifted, a completely different scene and allure would be revealed. I loved seeing Katniss wear these stockings, and I hadn't expected her to coincidentally wear this seductive pair today. The combination of Katniss's panties and stockings exuded an extreme allure.
Realizing her lower body was exposed, Katniss couldn't help but exclaim in shock, frantically shifting her attention. However, in that split second of distraction, Nathan seized the opportunity, capturing Katniss's sensual lips with his mouth, while his hands, through her panties and pantyhose, began to knead her buttocks.
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