Chapter 62
KATE
I leave the elevator in Ryan's parking lot. I walk towards my car, still thinking about dinner. What should I wear? Or better yet, should I even go? I unlock my car doors. I liked Mrs. Ryan, she was extremely friendly, I wouldn't want to disappoint her."
"Collins!" I turn, meeting his gaze.
"What?" He has his jacket over his shoulder and that gloomy expression, then takes a step towards me, approaching me.
"I came to see if what you said earlier is true?"
"What?" I blink, not understanding.
"That you get wet just from being near me," he whispers, and he's too close now. He puts his hands on my hips, and I take a deep breath.
"Not here. Still, someone might be here." I look around, pushing him away.
"Everyone has already left."
"Then why are there still more than two cars?"
"Must be the security."
"So not everyone has left." I turn to open the door, but he stops me, putting his hand over mine. Pulling me, he opens the back door.
"No."
"Get in."
"Ryan."
"Collins." He says, his voice sounding like an order, matching his harsh gaze. Right. Nobody would see us inside the car. I surrender and enter, he does the same.
"Ryan..."
"Shhh!" He puts his finger over his lips. "No excuses. We're not on the clock anymore." Does he want to have sex here? In the car? I've never had sex anywhere... Fuck! Yes! I've had sex in many places besides beds, like sofas, counters, walls, bathrooms, against windows.
"What are you thinking?"
"The places where we... Forget it!" I say, blushing. Shut up, Kate.
"The places where we've already had sex." He smiles. I feel a chill in my stomach.
"Never in a car."
"One more first time to add to your list." He leans over me and pulls my hips. Holding my face, his lips slide over mine before his tongue opens a space between them and becomes hungry for mine. His large hands rush to take off my blouse. I'm grateful because the heat was increasing more and more as my heart beat faster.
I do the same with his shirt, probably making some buttons fly, as I open it hastily and slide off his arms. I run my hands over his back, lightly scratching, feeling his heat against my skin and enjoying the taste of his mouth.
He frees my breasts from the bra. Abandoning my mouth, he casts a lingering look at them before I feel his mouth, hot and wet, sucking on a nipple intensely, while he massages the other in his hand, deliciously, before sliding under my skirt, pressing against the fabric of my panties. Making me moan and wish he was inside me.
"Please," I beg.
He tears off the rest of my clothes in seconds, and after releasing his cock, I feel him penetrate me, making me moan and forget the world outside.
I agreed for him to come and pick me up and take me to his parent's house. I was too exhausted to argue after enjoying myself so intensely in that car. Now I was wondering if it had been a good idea. He must have been arriving soon. Dinner was at eight. It was already seven thirty. Lisa was sleeping, she didn't want to go out today, and said she was dead tired after complaining for an hour about all the work. I told her I had a business dinner. How was I going to tell her that I was going to dinner at the Ryans' house?
I received a message from him, saying that he had already arrived. I grab my purse and head out. He's wearing black jeans and a dark blue long-sleeved shirt as he waits for me, leaning against the car door. Delicious, I would say. Calm down, Kate. No indecencies tonight. The car is a model that I don't know, which is strange. How many cars does he have? One is not enough? Of course not.
"Hi!"
"Good evening, Collins." His mood is unreadable, but at least he seems bearable.
"Can we go?"
"Sure."
I walk around the car and get in.
"Did you dress up to try to look like a decent girl?" he asks without looking at me.
"What? Don't you like it?" Was there something wrong with my dress? I chose it by myself, it was cream-colored, with thin straps and not too tight. I wanted to look more elegant, due to the impression I had of Mrs. Ryan.
"You just don't look like yourself."
"Are you saying I don't look like a decent girl?"
"No. You don't look like it, and you're not."
"Your opinion doesn't count for much. You're the most depraved person I've ever met."
"Thanks."
"Are you sure you're really that lady's son that I met today? She seems so kind and patient."
"If you want this to work, don't start provoking me. By the way, you look beautiful."
"Thank you." I try to contain a smile, but his compliment gives me butterflies.
NATHAN
"Rob, my love, they're here!" My mother shouts as she opens the door. Kate enters and greets her with a kiss on the cheek, then comes to me.
"I missed you so much," I hug her tightly.
"Me too," I say, without taking my eyes off Kate. She stares at my father, who is coming from the kitchen.
"Your mother said you were working with a beautiful girl, son, now I see she wasn't lying," my father is still the same old man. The same Don Juan, flattering women.
"Thank you. It's a pleasure, Mr. Ryan," he greets her.
"Just Robert, my dear."
I approach him to hug him. "How are you, Ryan?" I ask while watching my mother talking to Kate.
"Trying to convince your mother to stay here for more than a month this time. And you?"
"Doing well."
"Did you watch the Bears game this week?"
"No, I didn't have time."
"They won big. Let's go! We were drinking beer before you guys arrived. Your brother must be almost drunk."
"He's here?" The idea annoys me.
"Your mother asked him to come. It'll be an even bigger challenge with Stephan here."
"Get me a beer. I'm coming." He nods before returning to the kitchen.
"Rob, don't drink anymore! Ask Stephan to come here!" My mother says.
"Yes, my love!" My father yells, already out of sight.
I approach them. "My love, I was telling Katherine that your brother will love to meet her." It couldn't get any worse. Collins must be laughing at me. "Where is he? One second, I'll be right back."
"Take that smile off your face," I whisper after my mother leaves.
"What's the problem?"
"I know what you're thinking, and no."
"I'm curious about your brother."
"Don't even think about it."
"What are you guys whispering about?" Stephan calls our attention, appearing down the hallway. "Idiot," I mutter.
"I missed you, Nat!" He hugs me.
I look at Kate. "Nat?" She gestures with her lips, smiling. Don't provoke me, Collins.
"And you must be Katherine?"
"Yes. It's a pleasure."
"The pleasure is all mine, Katherine," he says, taking her hand and kissing it. Oh, for God's sake! My brother was worse than my father.
"Darling!" My mother appears down the hallway. "Come!"
"Excuse me," Kate says, leaving.
"You two, too!"
"We're coming, Mom," Stephan says before turning to me. "How do you manage to work with her around? She's so..."
"Stop. She's off-limits," he narrows his eyes at me.
"You two..."
"Just keep your hands off her. I'm serious."
"Sure, but only if you tell me why."
"It's none of your business."
"Are you sleeping with her? That's quite a fetish, my brother."
"Just stay away."
"I know you better than anyone, Nat! Don't deny it."
"I'm warning you," I say before leaving him behind and going to the dining room.
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