Chapter 145
KATE
I woke up around two o'clock, I was very tired lately, it must have been because of the stress of everything I was going through. Getting back together with Nathan, discovering about his past, saying "I love you" alone, his family, and the work trip I was going to take. It was a lot to handle.
He didn't want to talk about the past, and we hadn't touched the subject of 'I love you' yet. Just thinking about it made me feel embarrassed. Why did I say that? My face frowned just remembering it.
I loved him. I could admit it to myself now without feeling bad; it was even liberating. I just didn't need to have it come out of my mouth. Damn it. We had just gotten back together and I had already burdened him.
Maybe he didn't love me. He said he was in love; maybe it was too soon to love me. That's all right, Kate. Forget about it, Kate.
At least he agreed to my trip to Vancouver. But there was still this thing about the trip with his family. It was a lot to think about. I buried my face in the pillow, trying to clear my mind.
I got up and grabbed my phone from the nightstand. There was a message from him an hour ago.
From Nathan: I had to leave to deal with a work matter at the last minute. I'm sorry, I won't be able to have lunch with you. Let's have dinner out; be ready at seven p.m.
P.S.: I love peeking at your ass while you sleep.
The message made me smile at the screen. Aside from the fact that he was working on a Saturday, everything was fine.
Lunch alone. Dinner out? Was that the surprise?
I typed a reply.
From Kate: Working on a Saturday? Seriously? One word... WORKAHOLIC!!!
P.S.: I love it when you do more than just peek...
I hit send, and my phone started ringing with Mary's name on the screen.
"Hi?" I answered.
"Where are you? I just stopped by your house to surprise you, but you didn't answer."
It sounded like she was walking on the street because of the noise.
"Sorry, I..."
"Are you at Nathan's place? I guess the idea of giving him the cold shoulder went down the drain."
"Well, what surprise are you talking about?"
"Hmm... you know, I had an idea; give me his address."
"What? Are you coming over?"
"No, but I'll send the surprise; give me the address."
"I don't think that's a good idea..."
"Kate! When have I ever had a bad idea?"
"Seriously?"
"Send me the address by text, okay? Otherwise, I'll ask Ben."
"Alright, but you're not sending the Magic Mike guys over, right? I don't think Nathan would be pleased." She laughed on the other end.
"No, but I'll note that down and mention it to Lisa; maybe she'll like the idea."
"Oh, God!"
"Send me the address, enjoy the surprise, and have lots of sex! Love you! Bye!"
"I love you too! Bye!"
A surprise from Mary, that was scary in a way. I sent a message with Nat's address. Then I opened the message he had replied to.
From Nathan: Oh, baby... you'll really love it when you let me fuck her.
Holy shit. I almost dropped the phone. My panties were wet; the idea had never seemed appealing to me, but it turned me on a lot. I didn't know what to reply.
From Kate: I need a cold shower now.
I typed and really was going to take a long shower and wonder if I could really love it if it happened.
I took a shower while thinking about the idea, and it actually seemed somewhat plausible. After having lunch alone, I spent the rest of the afternoon reading.
He hadn't arrived yet or replied to my messages, so he would only come to take me out to dinner. I realized I needed to find an outfit to wear.
*
"Fuck..." He cursed with a husky voice when he saw me entering the room with a black dress.
It was low-cut in the front and back, held by thin straps around the neck, and short with slits that went up to my hips on both sides. I was wearing absolutely nothing underneath it; it was a very thin fabric, almost like silk. Yes, it was a gift from Mary.
"When did you arrive?" I asked, and he approached, completely ignoring my question.
He was already ready. But how?
Ready wasn't the right description. He looked as sexy as a demon, wearing a dark blue sweater that accentuated his broad chest and arm muscles. Shoes and dress pants completed the rest. The tighter-than-usual pants marked his muscular thighs a little.
I took a deep breath, absorbing the image. His scent made it a thousand times harder not to think about getting naked and forgetting about dinner.
His eyes roamed from my neck and cleavage down to my legs, where his fingers slid through one of the slits on the side of my dress. They moved upward, sending shivers down my spine.
I stopped his hand, holding his wrist. The touch was enough to make my skin burn with desire. He seemed hypnotized or dazed.
"Answer me." I breathed deeply, feeling his scent mess with my reason.
"I don't see anything underneath, here." His index and middle fingers landed between my breasts. "And not here, either." They traced back to the slit, traveling up, almost reaching my waist, lifting the dress slightly.
He licked his lips before biting the lower one, arousing me even though we hadn't even gone out yet.
"You don't see anything because there's nothing there," I said.
He closed his eyes, biting his lower lip again, and groaned in response.
"That means easy access to..." His fingers slid down to the inside of my thigh, getting dangerously close to my pussy. I grabbed his hand before it could go any further.
"Control yourself," I said.
He smiled.
"Can we skip dinner and go straight to dessert? I'm already salivating."
"When did you arrive?"
He circled around me, stopping behind me. His fingers rested on the neckline, just above my ass.
"I can't think straight with you wearing this."
"Don't you like it?"
"Like it?" He scoffed. "No. I love it. But it's going to be hard to keep my hands off you."
"You still haven't answered my question."
"You were in the shower; I got ready in another room."
"I see."
"Are you ready to go?"
"Yes."
"Let's go; you need to eat so that I can devour you later..." He whispered in my ear, making me anxious.
He walked over to the couch and grabbed a coat, then extended his hand to me and led me to the elevator.
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