Chapter 185: A Vibrant Surprise

KATE

I tried to focus on the book again, but it seemed impossible after what he had said. Imagining what he was doing in the shower was enough to tempt me into accepting his invitation.

I closed my eyes, and the image of him touching himself invaded my mind, making my nipples harden. The bastard knew how to play dirty. But he wasn't going to make me give in this time.

Throughout the rest of the day, he went out of his way to provoke me, offering me a massage, refusing to put on a shirt, and looking at me as if I were naked the whole time, among other tricks.

But the hardest part was having to sleep next to him, completely naked. I had to keep the sheet around my hips to keep from losing my mind when he decided to snuggle up to me.



"Good morning..." He whispered in my ear with a deep voice, making me open my eyes.

Then I felt something hard and warm pressing against my butt. Then he slowly slid his nose down my neck, giving me goosebumps, and his hands slid under my nightgown, moving upward.

"Twenty-four hours," I said, stopping his hands.

"Hmm," he growled irritably, making me smile.

"Don't be grouchy."

"Twenty-four hours; that means you only have a few more hours."

"Actually, I think both of us will be busy until tonight; after all, we have an event to attend."

"Do you really want to go to this event?"

"Of course, it's for a good cause, and maybe we'll run into your unquestionably virtuous friend." I teased.

He sighed in frustration.

"Okay. We'll do it your way then," he said before getting up, but there was something in his tone of voice that made me apprehensive.

What was he plotting?

"Do you want to have breakfast at the restaurant?" I asked, admiring his butt as he headed toward the bathroom. Irritating him always got me excited.

"No, I'm going to work out," he said in a dry tone.

If I knew him well, that meant he needed to release his energy and irritation to avoid strangling me. Great. Now I just needed to find a way to keep busy throughout the day.

Since Nathan had gone to the gym, I decided to take advantage of the hotel spa. A massage seemed like just what I needed, and it would keep me away from him for the necessary time.

The image of him coming back from the workout, sweaty, his shirt clinging to his broad, defined chest, made me moan inwardly. It seemed too risky, and I wasn't sure if I could resist.

In the luxurious five-star spa, I started with a massage and then indulged in all the services I could, like a pedicure, manicure, hairstyling, and a few exclusive and eccentric treatments that were probably quite expensive, like a facial treatment for skin rejuvenation.

When I left the spa, it was early afternoon. Nathan was on the balcony of the living room when I arrived, talking to someone on the phone.

He hung up shortly after, returning to the living room.

"Work?" I asked as I poured myself a glass of water in the small area where the minibar was.

From the reflection on the mirrored wall, I saw him stop behind me, crossing his arms.

"Where were you?"

"I told you. At the spa."

"All this time?"

"Yes. Now answer my question." I turned to face him.

His hair was messy in a sexy and wild way, and he was only wearing sweatpants as if he had just woken up.

"Were you sleeping?"

"Yes, and yes."

"Is that all?"

"What else do you want to know?"

"Is the company surviving without you?"

"Don't worry about that. If they break me, I'll build everything from scratch again."

"Modest as always," I said sarcastically, turning to place the glass on the counter behind me. "There's just one problem; you're too old and grumpy for that." I teased.

Suddenly, he stopped behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"But not for this," he said, kissing my neck as his hands moved up to my breasts.

I closed my eyes, letting out a moan.

"So soft," he whispered, and his hands descended to my thighs, moving up the sides and lifting my dress, baring my butt.

Making us move forward, he pressed me against the counter, rubbing his growing erection against my ass.

"No," I said. "We can't."

"Yes, we can."
He tried to hook his fingers on the sides of my panties, but I stopped him, moving his hands away and turning around.

I smiled, slightly breathless.

"I can't."

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before exhaling heavily, irritated.

"You said twenty-four hours."

"It's not that, I have to go back to the spa for makeup. The event starts at seven, and I still have to find something to wear."

He shook his head, with a nervous smile.

"Remember your punishment? I'm adding this to the list," he said, turning his back to me.

He had been talking about this for a while, should I be worried?

"Speaking of which, what are you planning?" I asked, following him into the living room.

"You'll find out when the time comes."

"Alright, just don't forget that I'm your wife and we're on our honeymoon."

"You talk as if you're taking it easy."

"What I mean is that if you're good to me, I'll be good to you, but if you fuck me, I'll reciprocate in the same way. After all, that's what marriage is all about, isn't it?"

"If that's the case, I'm undecided about you, darling."

"Just don't forget, you love me." I smiled mischievously before heading toward the bedroom.

I entered the closet to decide what to wear, and then I could go downstairs and do my makeup accordingly.

Nathan appeared seconds later and approached, stopping behind me. He kissed the back of my head before whispering, "Yes, I love you, devilish little thing."

I smiled, feeling my heart melt.

"Let me know before you put on the dress," he said and stepped back, leaving me confused.

"Why?" I asked as he walked through the door.

"It's a surprise," he yelled, entering the bedroom.

A surprise? What was he talking about? I tried to process what he had just said. But I couldn't imagine what it could be.

He managed to make me curious and anxious, and all I could do while returning to the spa and doing my makeup was try to guess what this surprise could be.


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By late afternoon, I was finishing putting on my lingerie when he appeared in the closet doorway. With one leg over the chair, I finished putting on the second stocking, sliding it up my thigh before focusing my attention on him.

I lowered the leg of the chair, turning in his direction. He was wearing a black tuxedo that fit him perfectly. His blond hair was perfectly styled, slicked back.

Sexy and commanding, it reminded me why I had never been able to resist him. Nathan Ryan had always had a dominant and irresistible energy that pulled me in like a magnet.

I waited for him to finish scanning my body with his gaze, and then his eyes finally met mine. The blue was covered with a wild and hungry shadow, carrying a sensual promise. I could easily get lost in them for hours.

I blinked, returning to reality, and only then did I realize that he was holding a black box in his hands. Was the surprise a gift?

"Before anything else, are you sure you really want to go to this event?" he asked, and the way he was looking at me told me that it wasn't just because he didn't want to go, but because he wanted to skip to the end of the night.

"It's a bit late to back out, don't you think?"

He nodded, approaching and placing the box on the vanity.

"Do you need help with that?" he indicated my garter belt. One side was still unfastened.

"Yes," I said.

Bending down, he knelt on one knee and fastened the first clasp of the stocking to the front of my thigh.

"Turn around," he ordered.

I obeyed, and after fastening the second clasp at the back, just below my butt, he took the opportunity to caress me. His hands slid slowly on both sides, moving upwards and sending shivers through me.

"I need to put on the dress now," I said before he drove me crazy.

Straightening up, he reached for the black box. My heart raced, eager to discover what was inside. He opened it while looking at me.

I tilted my head, trying to understand. There was a strange object in the shape of a C, black in color, and the material seemed like rubber or silicone. One side was thinner than the other, and the tip of the larger one looked like a...

Oh, my God... it was some kind of vibrator. I looked at Nathan in confusion.

"That is..." I blinked. "No. I think the right question is, for what?"

"For you to use, consider it part of your punishment."

"I think I don't understand."

He took the strange vibrator out of the box.

"You're going to use this tonight during the event."

"What do you mean by use? You mean..."

Oh, my God. It couldn't be.

He smiled mischievously.

"Inside."