Capítulo 56
NATHAN
After taking a shower, during which I imagined her cooking, dressed in that almost transparent white shirt that made me want to fuck her again, I return to the living room with my friend who is wide awake. She is putting something on the table.
"I thought I would find you setting fire to my kitchen," I say.
"Shut up, Ryan."
"I'm curious to know what you cooked," She narrows her eyes at me and then goes to the kitchen. I sit down, and she returns with what I think are potatoes with some kind of meat. She really knows how to cook. I admit I didn't expect that from her, not after getting to know her well.
"Aren't you going to serve me?" I ask after she sits down, teasing her.
"Are you trying to provoke me?" She says, picking up the knife from the table and pointing it at me.
"What are you going to do with that?" I tease.
"Oh! I have several ideas. But most of them end with you being castrated."
"You wouldn't want that to happen. You would be the most affected," I say. She laughs.
"Certainly not. Shut up and eat, Ryan."
"You didn't put poison or something, did you?" She smiles diabolically and sexily.
I try the food and am surprised. It's great. She watches me, waiting for a reaction. Damn, Collins! Full of qualities. I'm going to frustrate her.
"You know... I was a little afraid of coming across one of those typical foods from where you come from."
"Screw you!" She laughs. I continue eating.
"You know, Ryan, you know a lot about me. But I don't know anything about you."
"That's probably because you work for me."
"You're an idiot."
"Usually, you need to know things about the person you're going to hire."
"You didn't seem too concerned about who was going to work with you. Since you didn't know I was your new assistant."
"I didn't know it was you. But I knew almost everything about you."
"Then we should make things fairer."
"Do you want to know things about me? You already know the most important thing."
"You mean the fact that you're a maniac, controlling, authoritarian, egocentric, and a bastard son of a bitch?" This woman is very bold.
"I was going to say amazing in bed and your boss."
"A big clown, too."
"A man has to have several ways to entertain a woman, Miss Collins. Either by making her laugh or moan."
"As I said: egocentric."
"For the type of relationship we have, I think we have enough information about each other," I shrug. She falls silent, staring at the food, avoiding my gaze. The atmosphere changes in seconds. Did I say something wrong? We finish eating, the silence still dominating the environment, she seems indecipherable to me. I'd do anything to know what she's thinking. Did she get bothered by what I said?
She gets up, taking the plate with her. I do the same, following her to the counter, where she leaves the plate. Then she returns to the table, avoiding me on the way. I lean against the counter and watch her clear the table.
"You don't have to do that," I say. She ignores me.
I am intrigued. What's with her? I decide to go look for James, who hasn't returned with her clothes. In the hallway, I hear a noise. I think it's a cell phone. I go to my room, where the sound was probably coming from. Her cell phone is ringing on the bed. A certain Lisa. I return to the kitchen, bringing the cell phone to her, who is finishing cleaning the counter.
"A certain Lisa was calling you."
"Damn," she says to herself, picking up the phone. She starts fidgeting with it impatiently. Leaning against the sink behind her, I watch her wonderful ass. Sliding my hand inside my pants, I start massaging my cock as she brings the phone to her ear.
"Hi, Lisa..." I hear her apologize and lie, saying that she slept over at a friend's house before saying goodbye. When she finally hangs up, I see her shoulders relax. Abandoning my erection, I press my body against hers and grab her hair, still a little wet.
"Ryan!"
"Shhh... We have an agreement," I say, sliding my fingers from her ass to her sex. "I like you like this."
"I have to go," she says breathlessly.
"You can go... After I'm done." She nods. "You want to, don't you?" I kiss and suck her shoulder, wondering why she's not objecting as usual.
"Yes," she says. I bite her ear, then push her torso back and pull her hips back. Twisting her hair in my hand, I spread her legs and bring my hand to her clitoris, massaging it. She moans and I feel spasms in her belly.
"Ask me to fuck you," I whisper.
"Please," she says. I pull off her shirt and free my cock, sliding into her easily. She moans and she's so wet. That drives me crazy. Feeling her tight against me is a test, I could cum just from that. In a few moments, I'm lost, more and more with each movement and each moan. I can only think about how much I want to lick her and feel all this wetness in my mouth, which makes me slide inside her and lose my mind. Will it always be like this? So amazing and crazy?
A stab of fear takes over the part of me that's still conscious. Fear that this will end, fear of losing her. Fear for, knowing her well enough to know that she won't let this continue for long.
I lean over her, increasing the pace and feeling my orgasm getting closer and closer. I let go of her hair, putting my arm around her, grabbing her breast, and feeling her nipple hard against my hand. She moans my name and I bury my head in her neck. Her smell invading my nose, confusing me even more.
"I need you," I say, slowing down. I hear the change in her breathing. Stopping, I pull out of her and turn her body, wanting to see her reaction and also to kiss her. I suck her lower lip before kissing her and lifting her onto the counter. She puts her arms around my neck and a long kiss follows. I lose myself in her soft lips, tongue, and saliva. Sliding my hands on the curve of her waist, on her soft skin, I think about how lucky I am. I grab her hips, pulling her closer. She slides her hand in my hair, making me shiver. I squeeze my fingers on her thighs before penetrating her again. Her eyes on mine make me move my hips slowly.
I come deliciously, moaning, still hypnotized by the green glow staring at me. I feel my body weigh down, exhausted. My heart throbs in my ears. Pulling a breath through my nose, I try to summon my strength and pull her towards me, lifting and carrying her to the couch.
I lay her body down. Grabbing her lip with my teeth before sucking hard, I feel her nails deliciously scratching my back. I kiss the curve of her neck, a kiss that turns into gentle love bites. Dragging myself on the couch, I do the same on her breasts and stomach, watching her body writhe. I kiss the top of her pussy, and I see her bite her lip, but she lets go when I slide my tongue along its length, letting her head fall back as she moans when I slide over her clit. Satisfaction fills me as I see her undone by my touch. Every vibration of her body resonating within me. Her incredible taste in my mouth. Her completely erotic moans, awakening a strange feeling. The way she says my name will stay with me forever. With a loud moan, she comes, her body trembling. I see the smile on her face, and it makes me extremely happy. Standing over her, I kiss her.
"Now you can go."
"As if I needed permission." She smiles. I lose track of how much time I spend kissing her, over and over again. My provocative girl.
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