Chapter 47
NATHAN
After a workout of about two hours, I return to my house, take a shower, and try to rest. I was still trying to understand how I let things get to this point. In just one month, a simple woman was able to mess up my whole life. All because of incredible sex. Who was I kidding? There was nothing simple about her.
How was she able to be with someone else? She is mine, and she knows it. Shit, I'll never be able to forget how good it was, as long as she's around, and I can't fire her. I can, but that would be too dirty even for me. I could never do that. I know how important all this is to her. And I hate the fact that she is too competent. If she were just any bitch, I could fire her without remorse.
But the way she is acting, going out with someone else as if what happened between us doesn't matter, makes me want to act the worst way with her too. I could make every second of her life hell when she's by my side, but that would only be exciting if I could fuck her. Oh, fuck. I have to stop thinking about her, or I'll go crazy.
Ana came into my living room wearing a very suggestive nude dress, which outlined the curves of her body perfectly. Her hair was loose, falling over her back.
“Here I am.” She says when she sees me. I approach and give her a kiss on the face.
“As beautiful as ever.”
“Thank you. Where’s the wine?”
“I will arrange it. Have a seat. Any special requests?”
“On your own. Surprise me.” I nod. I grab a Pinot Noir and glasses and return to the sofa.
“I heard that your relationship is over, is it true?” I remember seeing, by chance, a news item in one of those gossip magazines, tossed in a corner somewhere, a few days ago. How I remembered it, I had no idea.
“Yes, but it was well before the media found out.”
“Great. I always thought you two didn't match.” She laughs. I hand her one of the glasses. You are terrible, Nathan. You have no idea who the guy was.
“What did you say we should toast to?”
“To you, of course. We couldn't find a better reason.”
“Right. A toast to me, then?” She had an easy smile.
“Yes, to you... beautiful, sexy, exciting and...”
“And?”
“You'll hear the rest later.”
“Okay.” She bites her lower lip. “And you?”
“What?”
“No relationships?”
“No... Until now.”
“Until now?”
“If we are compatible, maybe that can change.”
“You're underestimating me, Ryan.” Maybe she was smarter than I had imagined. “But how do you think we can find out if we're compatible?” I force myself to move closer. Sliding my hand down the back of her neck, I kiss her in a warm way.
“I think it's working.”
“I agree.” She says before riding me, then taking off my shirt while kissing me.
Having sex with her was just an attempt to get away from it all. But it wasn't working. I couldn't concentrate on her. I undressed her dress, revealing her beautiful and expensive breasts. Natural ones have always been more arousing to me.
Kate… Hers were perfect. It's amazing the way her pink nipples stiffen when she gets aroused...and the movements they make as she rides me.
You're thinking about her again, damn it. I blink, pushing away the thought that was arousing my cock more than the reality in front of me. Ana brings my hands up to her breasts. I can't. I don't feel any arousal. I am static, just watching her rub herself against me.
Look what she did to you. A few weeks ago, I would be having a hot fuck, and satisfying myself in every way possible. She simply spoiled me for other women. Only she can satisfy me, because I would be satisfied just being able to give her pleasure.
Ana continues, kissing my chest. Her hands find the zipper of my pants. I can't ask her to stop, it would be ridiculous...
My phone rings, somewhere, causing me to feel a twinge of relief.
“Sorry, I have to take this.” She gets off my lap. I pick up the cell phone from the corner table. God! It's her. But how? “Is there a problem, Miss Collins?” My irritation returns instantly, as I remember the note.
“I'm sorry to bother you, but it's important.”
“Be quick.” I regret as soon as the words came out, remembering the problem waiting in my living room.
“Okay. The Russian executives were, shall we say... irritated by the cancellation of today's meeting. Especially without knowing the reason. They want to reschedule, right now.”
“Reschedule the meeting for Thursday.”
“Yes, sir. You...” She stops.
“What?”
“Are you okay?” Her voice denounces her concern. Why is she worried about me? After all, she’s done.
“I'm busy. Do you need anything else?”
“No.”
“Okay.” I hang up. A simple phone call from her was enough to leave me about to explode with irritation. How could she be such a hypocrite?
“Hey, everything okay?” Ana calls my attention.
“Yes... I mean, I'm sorry. I have to leave. It's urgent.” I just can't have sex with her. It's so ridiculous.
“Problems?”
“Business.”
“I understand.”
“I'm sorry. We can reschedule later.” I go to her and kiss her fast. “I have to get dressed.” Of course, it was a bad idea to invite her, and I would never do it again, it was just an excuse to not look like such an asshole, and that didn't make me feel the least bit guilty. But it's not happening in the right way. I'm not leaving because I fucked her, and I'm satisfied, but because I can't. Shit. It's definitely not myself.
I close the door after entering my room. I need a plan. I can't let Kent take what is mine. Yes, she is mine. I can't stand the idea that she is fucking someone else. I liked the idea of being the only man in her life, and I thought she only wanted me, like I only want her. But it doesn't matter if she's had others, fuck my cousin and John's asshole. I still want her. I will make her come back to me and be mine in whatever way I want. It doesn't matter about the job or anything.
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