Chapter 112

KATE

I open the door and ask him to come in. After locking it, I walk over and sit on the couch.
"Well, I'm all ears, Ryan!" I lean forward to take off my shoes. He remains silent for a while.

"It would be great if you at least looked at me," I stare at him, almost laughing. Seriously?

"Sorry, I forgot that you love attention. Please continue." I just realized that bringing him here was a terrible idea. I wasn't in the mood to listen to him, maybe my interest was elsewhere. And he continued to be silent. "So?"

"I...," He didn't seem like the usual Ryan at the moment, the one who always knew what to say and command.

"Do you have something to say or not?" I wanted to be tough with him, there was still some resentment.

"Do you still really believe in that?" Finally, the words came out of his mouth. After all this time, it still mattered to him. I didn't know what to feel about that, but I didn't want him to think I cared.

"So, is it about that? Is it still about your ex?" He nods.
"That doesn't matter to me anymore. It's just the past now."

"This means that you still believe."

"I just think it's irrelevant now to talk about it." I wanted him to know that I could live without him, or at least I was trying.

"So, am I irrelevant to you now? Is that it?"

Did he really think he could be offended? After everything?

"I've changed, Ryan. Some things have changed, too." I stand up. Be tough, Kate.

"What did you feel about me?" Damn. He was really being honest, trying to bring that back.

"Yes." Maybe I was lying to myself, but something had changed.

He approached with a damn smile, and I wished I could run away before my body betrayed me. His scent filled the air, damn it. I had to close my eyes.
"Look at me." I stared into his eyes, and he continued. "What you're trying to say is that you forgot everything that happened between us? That my coming here is irrelevant to you, and you're just trying to be nice by listening to me?" I felt the need, to be honest with him, and I felt other things too.

"Forget isn't the right word, maybe move on. You wanted to talk, and I'm listening. But if your intention was to come here and find something that was left behind? I'm sorry."

My heart was broken, feeling that strange pain once again, the anguish.

"There hasn't been a day I haven't thought about you all this damn time." His eyes sparkled with honesty. I didn't know how, but I could recognize the truth in them. He touched my face, and I wished to kiss him passionately. "And you simply say that you moved on? You're a heartless person, but a terrible liar."

Damn it. He was going to start that damn seduction game. I backed away, my body betraying me.

"Well... the insults are back." I felt a familiar feeling. My body heated up, and desire surged forcefully between my legs. Damn it, don't weaken. I walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge to get some water. "Maybe you're right about one thing."

I couldn't bear it anymore. I sat on the counter and took a sip of cold water. Excitement was taking over my body. I stared into his eyes, giving him my full attention.

"Some things cannot be forgotten, and I'm not talking about that sentimental nonsense. The physical thing, the chemistry, the touch, the pressure. Oh, those are practically impossible to forget." I closed my eyes, remembering his perfect touch. My body was begging for it. Damn. "And you, Ryan... you're good at these things.

I was about to do something crazy. But I needed to. I took off my dress, letting it fall to the floor. "Do you think you can forget this?"

I never felt so comfortable wearing just underwear in front of someone, as I did with him. He took a step closer, looking at me with that dark and hungry gaze. But I stopped him. My desire was to tease him until he went insane.

"Did you hear what I asked?" I whispered.

"What are you doing?" He asked. I bit my lip and smiled.

"I haven't done anything yet. But continuing..." I closed my eyes, imagining that my hand was his. Damn, I needed him, only he could do it right. "Some things are impossible to forget... No matter how hard you try to find someone who can do it the same way... it seems there's only one way... the right way." He interrupted me, taking the place of my hand. Oh, God! I could feel him so close, his big and warm body, his scent. I moaned softly, feeling the pressure of his fingers.

"You don't need to look for anything. I'm here," he whispered in my ear before claiming my mouth with his.

How could I forget this? It was so good, it would be impossible to forget. His soft, hot, and rough mouth. His skillful tongue left me lost. I wanted everything at once, and, at the same time, I wanted to savor every second of it.

His firm hand on my breasts and waist, squeezing and rubbing. He would easily make me beg. I needed to feel his skin against mine, touch every inch of it. I hurriedly took off his suit. I pulled him against my body, sliding my hands over his back, arms, and every part of his firm and delicious skin.

As he kissed my neck, I felt a finger enter me, making me moan. His mouth focused on my breasts, sucking. It felt so good. I bit his shoulder and pulled his hair in response.

He pulled away, parting my legs. I wasn't prepared for his mouth after so long. He left a trail of kisses until he reached my sex, and I couldn't help but let out a loud moan when he sucked my clit. The only thing I could think of was, How did I manage to go so long without him?

He loved seeing me go crazy, he was smiling at me with mischief, his face between my legs, letting soft moans escape to tease me. Damn, Ryan! Why did he have to fuck so well?

"I won't last..." I was about to climax with his delicious thrusts. His dirty tongue was the best of all, with its slow, fast, and strong movements. Oh, God! The suction was the worst part of the best moment, it was a delightful torture that made me want the end and, at the same time, more. I could only mentally curse him for being a damn amazing lover.

Arching my back, I pulled his hair, encouraging him to continue. My body was about to unravel, every muscle becoming more and more tense. I gritted my teeth, feeling his damn tongue be my undoing. I dug my nails into his arm and squeezed my eyes shut, feeling a surge pass through my body and explode. Delirious in ecstasy, I moaned softly, feeling relief. I couldn't live without this.

"Oh my God..."

I needed water. After feeling my legs return to normal, I got off the countertop, leaning on Nathan. Opening the fridge, I poured myself a glass of cold water. He was staring at me. "Water?" I asked, smiling. He nodded and took a sip. Then he slid his cold fingers over my chest. Opening my mouth, I sucked his fingers. "Time to repay," I whispered, pulling him towards the couch.

I made him sit and straddled him, he seemed tense, but why? I pressed my hips against the bulge in his pants. He was already ready, but I wanted to taste him on my tongue. Breathing heavily, he closed his eyes.

I knelt between his legs and removed his pants, with water in my mouth. Hello, buddy, you have no idea how much I missed you.

I locked eyes with Nathan, who was staring at my face. He took a deep breath when I touched him for the first time. I couldn't contain myself, I could barely masturbate him with my hands before he was in my mouth. His taste was so good, I could spend eternity sucking him and enjoying watching his reactions.

"Kate... I won't..." I looked into his face, he was squinting his eyes tightly. He would never come so quickly. Pushing my chest away, he leaned over me.

I didn't have time to protest, he positioned himself between my legs, making me lie on the floor. He was in a hurry, entering me urgently. God... it felt so good. I wrapped my legs around his hips and embraced him. I wanted the sensation to consume me completely. His scent, his breath on my neck. I moaned his name softly.

For a moment, I thought I had lost him to some other dimension, he was lost in the pleasure of his movements, with closed eyes and altered breathing, it was perfect. But I wanted him here with me.

"Nathan?" I called him, and he opened his eyes and kissed me passionately, in a perfect rhythm. My body was already consumed by pleasure. I would never find someone better than him. Someone who drove me crazier made me lost, and horny. I wanted to stop the rest of the world and stay like this forever.

His movements became rougher, his body pressing against mine. Then he buried his head in my neck, holding me tightly. He moaned loudly, thrusting with each movement. I couldn't take it anymore and let the sensation take over my body all at once, hearing him moan stunningly.