Chapter 258
Nathan's mouth finally kissed down. I sat in front of the computer feeling unwilling in my heart. I still hoped that Katniss would hold back when facing Nathan. Just this kiss would only hurt my heart more. Now I have some resentment towards Katniss for lying to me.
I waited, waiting for Katniss to confess to me tomorrow night, to give me an explanation.
As I was lost in thought, Nathan's lips were about to kiss Katniss's lips. However, at the last moment, Katniss, with a panicked look in her eyes, immediately turned her face away.
The sound of a kiss rang out, but this time, what Nathan kissed was Katniss's cheek. As Nathan was about to kiss Katniss's lips, he closed his eyes, wanting to savor Katniss's red lips with closed eyes. But in the end, he felt that what he kissed was not lips. The place he kissed was very smooth, without the two lips of lips.
Nathan quickly opened his eyes, only to find that Katniss had dodged his kiss at the last moment. Nathan felt unwilling, thinking he had succeeded, but unfortunately, he was disappointed at the last moment.
Nathan quickly adjusted the direction of his lips, chasing after Katniss who dodged to the side, continuing to pursue Katniss's lips. However, when he tried to kiss Katniss's lips again, Katniss raised a hand from the bathtub, blocking Nathan's cheek, preventing him from going further. The two of them froze there for a moment. Katniss turned her head, her eyes open, but with a hint of disgust on her face. Nathan's two attempts to kiss were rejected, making him lose all interest. Nathan had to lift his cheek and then lay back in the bathtub, looking at the bathroom ceiling with some dissatisfaction.
At this point, Katniss seemed to regain her composure. Her eyes became clear again as she looked at the ceiling. After about five minutes, Katniss got up from the bathtub. Although her movements were slow, she had regained her ability to move. As Katniss got up, water and foam slid off her extremely sexy body. After stepping out of the bathtub, she turned her back to Nathan, took a towel, and began to dry her body. While Katniss was drying her body with her back to Nathan, Nathan couldn't help but turn his head to look at Katniss's body from behind.
After Katniss finished drying herself, she walked to the door, opened it, and walked out of the bathroom. As the bathroom door closed, Nathan was left lying motionless in the bathtub. He then heard the sound of Katniss closing the bedroom door.
Nathan was a bit puzzled. Was Katniss angry? Because of his kiss just now? Nathan also quickly got up from the bathtub, drained the water mixed with countless semen and lust, and hastily dried his body. At this moment, Nathan's penis was still semi-erect, trembling with his movements. After drying off, Nathan, still naked, walked out of the bathroom. Perhaps because of the cooperative sex with Katniss tonight, Nathan felt bold. He walked naked into our bedroom, while Katniss was putting on underwear.
Seeing Katniss putting on new underwear, Nathan guessed that Katniss was not planning to have sex with him again tonight. If they were going to, there was no need to change into new underwear. After entering the room, Katniss was still putting on underwear and didn't even look at Nathan. Nathan felt awkward, but after glancing at his erect but unrelieved penis, he couldn't bear to just turn around and leave.
"Are you angry, Katniss?"
Nathan still remembered the intense disgust in Katniss's reaction when they had sex in her bedroom that day, so he didn't dare to be handsy with Katniss in our bedroom.
"I'm not mad at you."
After putting on her underwear and a nightgown, Katniss responded lightly. Everything seemed to return to normal. If it weren't for what had just happened, no one would believe that these two people who were talking so normally had just had very intense sex.
Katniss's response puzzled Nathan. If she wasn't mad at him, was she mad at Kevin? Nathan stood there in silence. After Katniss changed her clothes and prepared to sleep, she saw Nathan standing there foolishly without leaving. Katniss's eyes were complicated, not knowing what to say. She wanted to sleep, should she just say, "I'm going to bed, please leave"?
"Let's call it a night."
After thinking for a long time, Katniss said this sentence.
However, this sentence only deepened Nathan's confusion. If there was nothing else, why did Katniss reject him?
"I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at myself. I went too far tonight, and I feel sorry for Kevin. I lied to him and didn't keep a shred of reason for him. Tonight is enough, I really don't feel like it anymore. Go to sleep."
In the end, Katniss said a few more words, but in the end, she still rejected Nathan.
Nathan finally understood Katniss's meaning. Just now, in bed, to increase excitement and conquest, he said a lot of vulgar words, which heightened the emotions of their lovemaking but also hurt Katniss's self-esteem.
After the passion, she sobered up, feeling very remorseful for her behavior just now. In bed, driven by desire, she lost her rationality, but now reason took over. It seemed that the real Katniss had returned, but she couldn't face it, couldn't believe that the wild side of her in bed was her true self. It was a kind of escape.
Nathan didn't say anything. At this moment, he realized that he had gone too far. To satisfy his desires, he offended Katniss. He turned around, swinging his large penis, and returned to his bedroom. He lay on the bed looking disappointed. After thinking for a while, he let go. As long as Katniss's sexual appetite had not been cured, sooner or later she would take the initiative. He didn't need to be proactive, just wait for Katniss to make a move. There was still plenty of time ahead.
On the other side, Katniss stared blankly at the wedding photos on the wall for a while, then lay on the bed with a complex expression. Even after a long time, she couldn't fall asleep peacefully, her face showing a mix of conflicting emotions.
Occasionally, she would grab her hair forcefully, appearing very restless. Seeing Katniss like this, perhaps she was recalling her behavior with Nathan just now, which she couldn't accept at the moment, constantly punishing herself.
Seeing the current situation, I couldn't help but feel much more relieved. At least Katniss's behavior after sobering up satisfied me. At least she could still maintain herself when not lost in desire, and her guilt was all for me. That was enough.
Watching Katniss and Nathan quietly lying in bed trying to fall asleep, it seemed that nothing would happen tonight.
I closed the computer video, worked for a while, then went to sleep in the rest area behind the office. I didn't even take off my clothes, just lay on the bed in a suit and shirt, even leaving my shoes on, with my feet hanging off the bed.
It's not that I didn't want to undress, but I was really tired. I don't know how many times I nodded off, and eventually fell asleep without realizing it.
The stress from work and family during this period had been great, and I was mentally exhausted. Getting a good night's sleep was rare.
"Wake up, get up."
Just as I was sleeping soundly, a woman's voice sounded in my ear, accompanied by a hand pushing my body.
"My wife, let me sleep a little longer."
I continued to mumble, then shifted from lying on my back to lying on my side, at the same time hugging the woman who had woken me up.
I suddenly felt the woman's body in my arms was soft and boneless, a familiar fragrance wafted into my nose, making me instinctively nuzzle into her again.
Warm, fragrant, soft.
"You're asking for it."
After hugging the body for a few seconds, the originally gentle and familiar voice of the woman suddenly turned cold. The next moment, I felt myself flying, like a cloud floating in the blue sky. Just as I was enjoying this extreme comfort, I suddenly felt myself falling from the sky. My back, buttocks, and the ground had an intimate encounter, and a sharp pain shot from my tailbone to my brain, making me open my eyes and jump up from the ground.
I had just woken up from a dream, not knowing what had happened, just knowing that I had dreamed of a woman, but the pain from the fall was incredibly real.
"Who slapped my butt, trying to die?"
Just as I finished saying this, I finally saw the situation in front of me. I was still in the rest area of the office, but now I wasn't lying on the bed, but on the floor nearly 10 feet away from the bed. My whole body was sore, especially my buttocks. Standing by the bed in the rest area was a woman in white, very beautiful, but her expression was extremely cold, as if she wanted to kill me, instantly destroying her elegance with that icy demeanor.
Mia. I had just woken up and quickly organized my thoughts. I remembered a woman waking me up, so this woman must be Mia.
Because usually at home, Katniss woke me up every morning, so in my drowsiness, I mistook Mia for Katniss. I habitually turned over, hugged Katniss standing by the bed, pushed her towards my cheek, buried my face in her crotch, and hugged her buttocks. Since Katniss was standing by the bed and I was lying by the bed, I could complete this action perfectly.
The person I hugged, buried my face between her legs, and touched her buttocks was Mia, not Katniss. I was stunned, in trouble. In my drowsiness, I mistook Mia for Katniss. I said the scent was familiar but not Katniss's scent. It was Mia. Touching Mia's buttocks, hugging her slender waist, burying my face between her legs.
It seemed that the feeling of weightlessness just now was Mia lifting me up from the bed in anger and then throwing me down. I didn't care about the pain in my buttocks anymore. My face was full of apologies.
"I'm sorry, I thought, I thought it was Katniss. She wakes me up like this every day, so I really didn't mean it."
I was afraid that Mia would think I was deliberately taking advantage of her. I just hoped she would believe that it was unintentional.
"Weren't you trying to kill me just now?"
After hearing my explanation, Mia's expression softened slightly. She then asked this question. I had just woken up and blurted out, not expecting Mia to keep harping on this. Remembering Mia's training scenarios, I couldn't help but shudder.
"Just now, did you enjoy it? How's the elasticity of my butt? Are my legs soft? Is my body fragrant?"
Seeing me silent, Mia continued to ask, but this time she had a smile on her face. However, looking at her smile, I couldn't help but feel that Mia was a wolf in sheep's clothing.
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