17

Suzanne frantically waved her hand upon seeing her best friend.

It had been a month since they last spoke, during which time she had been spending more time with Nathan, and he had behaved like a perfect gentleman.

He hadn't touched her again, not even hinted at it.

"Hey gorgeous! How have you been?" Dylan hugged her tightly. "What's new with you? What have you been up to?"

"I've been busy, dad is getting better," she shrugged, uncomfortable with hiding things from him. "And you? How's everything with Jamie?"

"Great, actually," he smiled, upbeat. "I think I hit the jackpot with that guy."

As Dylan recounted all the details of his relationship, Suzanne's mind began to wander, remembering how Nathan treated her.

He could truly be charming when he wanted to.

"Are you even listening, doll?" her friend waved a hand in front of her. "You're in another world, is everything really okay?"

"Everything's perfect," she lied, swallowing hard at the lump in her throat. "I've missed our get-togethers."

Suddenly her phone vibrated in her hands, and upon opening it, she saw a message that could only be from him.

"Tonight is special, come to my apartment. Charles will pick you up."

Truth was, they had been living separate lives, but Nathan had told her that his grandfather expected him to bring her to live with them soon, which put her in a bind.

How was she going to tell her best friend and her father that she had married out of convenience?

She shook her head and quickly replied to the message, feeling her nerves flare up again.

What if Nathan wanted to take her to bed, would she object?

"You look pale," Dylan said, frowning. "Who messaged you? And... since when do you have that phone?"

"Too many questions at once, damn it."

"My boss gave it to me, I'm his assistant and I have to be available for him 24/7," she tried to explain, but her friend's expression turned sour. "What's wrong?"

"Are you his sex slave or something?" he questioned, and seeing Suzanne's eyes widen, he burst out laughing. "Ha ha ha, you should've seen your face. Epic!"

"Don't be ridiculous," her hands trembled. "I have to go, it's something I have to do for my... boss."

Her voice trembled on the last word, and Dylan frowned, but bid her goodbye with a strange feeling inside.

Suzanne hurried to Nathan's apartment, feeling her stomach churn. She pressed the doorbell, but it wasn't her boss who opened the door, but a beautiful blonde with a stunning figure.

She remembered rule number four: "you must be available to experience any sexual game I want," and prayed to the heavens it wasn't what she was thinking.

"You must be Suzanne," the girl said with a smile.

"Who are you?" she asked, almost scared.

"I'm Cindy."

She forced a smile, tried to spot Nathan with her gaze, but there was no sign of him.

"Where the hell is Mr. Strong and what does he want?" she wondered.

"Come on, you need to get ready," the girl said, taking her hand.

"Get ready! For what?" Suzanne said nervously.

"You'll find out soon," the girl replied a little mysteriously.

First, she had to take a relaxing bath with aromatic salts, and when she emerged, she saw a black dress on the bed along with several garments, as well as perfumes, creams, and other accessories.

"What's all this?"

"You're going on a date," the blonde smiled, and Suzanne frowned. It was the last thing she expected.

After getting ready and feeling like a sausage in that tight dress, she arrived at the place where he was waiting for her, handsome and elegant.

Suzanne was breathless; he was a complete Adonis.

He approached and took her hand, looking her up and down approvingly.

"You look beautiful," he complimented, devouring her with his gaze.

He guided her to their table and offered her a glass of wine, which she gladly accepted as she was very nervous.

They ordered dinner and chatted comfortably. She had had several glasses of wine and felt more relaxed, but when she was about to have another, Nathan took it away.

"I want you conscious, dear wife," he said huskily, sensually. "We must leave now."

He got up from the table and took her by the waist. She was the first woman to set foot in his apartment, not once, but twice.

Upon arriving, he wasted no time and led her to his bedroom.

"I desire you greatly, my precious," he whispered in her ear.

"A-all of this is new to me."

"I know, we'll take it slow."

With his tongue, Nathan parted her lips and kissed her passionately.

Desire coursed through the girl's body; that kiss had been so intense and erotic that her legs trembled. He drew her in, surrounding her with his body; the excitement was palpable between them.

Their clothes had long disappeared. At first, she had been paralyzed with fear, but he had made her forget everything with his gentle caresses.

"I don't know how I managed to wait so long, you're addictive," he whispered huskily.

She opened her eyes, startled, feeling his erection pressing against the lower part of her abdomen.

"It's happening, tonight you'll be mine, Suzanne," he thought, intoxicated with excitement.

He placed her on silk sheets, admired her for a moment, then positioned himself on top of her. His kisses trailed down to her breasts, and her bra disappeared in record time.

"You're stunning, Suzie," he said pleased, and she blushed.

Her mind went blank as he took a nipple into his mouth, she moaned uncontrollably, and he devoured them until they were sensitized.

"Nathan," she whispered, her voice trembling.

His hand slid down her abdomen to her intimate area, expertly exploring her with his fingers, driving her wild.

"Oh..." she closed her eyes tightly, surrendering to pleasure.

That man possessed an unmatched erotic skill; he had managed to make her wet in record time.

He had never desired to possess a woman as urgently as he did her. He felt like he was going crazy with so many emotions and sensations.

He penetrated her with a moan of pleasure, and tears filled her eyes; she hadn't expected the pain to be so intense.

"It will pass soon," he said, restraining himself.

The thrusts that began with gentle movements became faster and more frenzied. Suzanne felt dizzy; it was too much pleasure all at once.

He was in the same situation, but there was something more...

Both reached the peak of pleasure; the orgasm made her tremble from head to toe, and their breaths were ragged. He kissed her one last time and lay beside her.

"Rest, beautiful," he whispered hoarsely.

Suzanne closed her eyes, rested her head on his bare chest, and waited for him to embrace her, but Nathan withdrew his head from her chest and watched her for a few minutes.

He kissed her forehead, sat up, and left the room, leaving her alone.