Chapter 173

*Three years later*

NATHAN

She stormed into my office, stomping her feet and slamming the door behind her.

"You son of a bitch! I can't believe you're doing this!" She stopped in front of my desk, fists clenched against the glass. What the hell happened?

"You should explain what I did before you start cursing at me."

"Don't be a jerk! You know exactly what I'm talking about! When were you planning to tell me?" she said through gritted teeth, pointing a threatening finger at me.

"About what?"

"I'm going to kill you!"

"We were fine this morning. Tell me what happened to make you so angry?"

"Don't you dare provoke me, you son of a bitch! I'm holding back from strangling you! How dare you meddle in my work?"

Alright. It was about that. How did she find out?

"Baby..."

"No! You're giving up on this right now, Ryan!"

"Calm down."

"How could you do this behind my back?"

"Let me explain."

"I don't want explanations; I want you to stop this right now."

"Why are you so angry?"

"Why? Why? Are you kidding? What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Please calm down." I stood up and started circling my desk.

"Don't you dare come near me!"

"Kate..."

"You bastard! Do you know what my job means to me?"

"Yes. I know! But what's the problem?"

"You're unbelievable! Trying to buy the damn company where I work and then asking me what the problem is?"

"They are just shares."

"This is not going to happen."

"Unfortunately, I've already signed the paperwork."

"What?" she said incredulously before taking off one of her shoes and leaning down to pick it up, throwing it at me.

I ducked, avoiding her accurate aim. Before she could do the same with the other shoe, I closed the distance between us, holding her wrists and trying not to laugh.

"Calm down, baby."

"If you don't let me go, I'll end any chance of you becoming a father one day."

I spun her around, holding her wrists behind her back to prevent her from fulfilling the threat.

"Don't do that. We'll need them later." I whispered in her ear, finding the situation somewhat comical. She tried to free herself by struggling. "Calm down."

"I thought you had overcome this possessiveness crap, you jerk!"

"Do you know how much it turns me on when you're all feisty?"

"I'm going to kill you!" she said through clenched teeth.

"How did you find out?"

"It doesn't matter. How could you dare to do this behind my back?"

"It was supposed to be a surprise."

"Are you kidding? Did you think I'd jump for joy when I found out you're the new owner of the company where I work?"

There was no more hiding. So, it was now.

"A surprise for Mrs. Ryan."

"What does your mother have to do with this?"

"Forgive me... the future Mrs. Ryan."

I felt her body tense up.

"What are you saying?"

"I bought fifty percent of the shares for the future, Mrs. Ryan. You can get the other fifty."

I did it because I knew she would never accept my proposal before achieving everything she thought she needed to conquer. But I couldn't wait any longer.

"Nathan..." I released her wrists and turned her around, holding her hips. Her eyes were filled with confusion.

"This way, you won't have any more excuses." I grabbed her hips and lifted her onto my desk, standing between her legs. "I know you're avoiding this because of work."

"I can't accept, you know." She looked away.

"Look at me." I held her chin, bringing her eyes to mine. "Marry me. Be Mrs. Ryan. This is my wedding gift to you."

"Nathan..."

"Say yes. Or I'll make you say it." I slid my fingers up her thighs, lifting her skirt. "We know I can."

"I know I want this, but..."

"So irritating... as always." I lifted her skirt to her waist and leaned in. She grabbed my hair with one hand, pulling enough to prevent me from burying my head between her legs.

"Don't do this. I'm still mad at you. You shouldn't have done all this without consulting me."

"Stop me, then," I said with a smile before lowering my head.

Moving her panties aside with my fingers, I licked her, and she moaned in response. I would do anything to be able to taste her for the rest of my life. So sweet. So delicious.

"You're such a... jerk." She gasped when I sucked on her clit, causing her to pull my hair forcefully.

I was so hungry for her that it didn't seem like I had fucked her just a few hours ago in our bed.

She pulled my tie, forcing me to rise. Breathing heavily, she used her hand to guide mine to her pussy, and I did exactly what she wanted, sliding my finger into her and starting to move it.

"You're a pervert, aren't you? How long do you spend imagining what you want to do to me on this desk?" She asked with a teasing look, biting her lip with a smile and reaching out to rub her palm against my cock. It had been a while since we used my office for this. And she was right; she always caught me imagining what I would do to her if I had her right here, during work. Her fingers tightened around my cock through the fabric of my pants.

I reached for her nape, tangling my fingers in her hair and pulling.

"Provocative little slut," I said before biting her lip. She moaned as she moved my finger inside her. Her hands reached for the button on my shirt, trying to open it.

"Get rid of this." She ordered.

I moved away enough to take off my shirt and approached her, clearing my desk behind her. Her hands explored my chest, sliding down my arms and reaching my back, where her nails scratched my skin hard, driving me crazy. I started to undo the first button of her white blouse while she slid her hands over my abdomen, reaching my belt and deftly opening it.

I lost control when her fingers tightened around me. Impatient, I grabbed the fabric of her blouse in my hands and tore it, making the buttons fly. She was panting, looking at me with that gaze that made me lose my reason, silently begging me. The sight of the black lace bra that prevented me from taking her breasts in my hands and mouth made me even more impatient. I ripped the fabric between her breasts without much effort and buried my face in her chest.

"You bastard, you owe me a new one," she moaned as I took one of her nipples into my mouth and massaged the other between my fingers.

"Send me the bill," I said, smiling against her skin.

"Arrogant jerk," she smiled back before moaning and leaning on her elbows, wrapping her legs around my hips and pulling me closer. "Now, Nathan... Please, now," she begged.

Unable to deny her anything, as always, I adjusted myself at her entrance before sinking into her. She moaned, enveloping me. Deliciously warm. It didn't matter how many times we did this; it was always as good, if not better, than the first time. I never grew tired of it; I was never satisfied, always wanting more.

"God... Yes! Harder," she pleaded, breathless. I increased the pace, gripping her waist tightly, going deeper with each thrust, losing myself, and feeling her warmth surround me with every stroke. Pulling her back to me, her breasts pressed against my chest, I covered her lips with mine in a long, deep kiss.

"Say yes," I demanded against her lips. Her hands wound through my hair as she started moving her hips, fucking me.

"Don't you dare stop," she growled through clenched teeth. The way she had transformed into this confident woman who took everything she wanted from me and wasn't afraid to confront me drove me crazy.

So, sometimes I had to remind her who was in control. I wrapped my fingers around her neck and pressed her back against the glass. She smiled and bit her lip.

"You love showing off that you have the bigger cock."

"If you want that, then give me what I want," I said with a smile, starting to move my hips violently. She moaned, her hands searching for something to hold onto. I used my free hand to rub her clit, making her arch her back. I closed my eyes, thrusting even deeper, getting closer and closer. I didn't need anything else. Just this.

"Almost... I'm going to..." she said between moans, her legs trembling around my hips. I circled the tip of my fingers on her clit, and she arched her back even more over the desk.

"Like this?" I asked, pressing harder as I thrust deeply. She moaned loudly, squeezing me tightly inside her as her entire body trembled before collapsing.

I lifted her body, still moving slowly inside her.

"Marry me?" I gazed into her eyes, still lost. "I was your first, and I want to be your last. Please say yes, my love."

"Yes," she smiled, still weak. "I accept."

I captured her lips in a kiss while still moving inside her, then pulled away and released everything, exploding into our kiss. I wanted to howl in happiness, but I held it all inside and poured it all into our kiss.

"You just made me the happiest man alive," I said, still breathless, my legs weak, holding her face.