Chapter 81
NATHAN
She's already standing, talking on the phone with someone.
"Good morning," I say, leaning against the headboard.
"Yeah. No. I'm fine. Sorry... Yes, yes. Okay. Have a good day. Bye!"
"Who was that?"
"Rebeca... A friend who was with me yesterday, before I forgot most of what happened. She wanted to know if I'm okay. She vaguely remembers me disappearing with a big handsome guy," she rolls her eyes, making me smile.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes. A bit worn out, but fine."
"That happens when you exceed your limits."
"Let me make it clear before anything else: I didn't ask you to come after me. I'm old enough to make decisions about my actions and my life. I don't need to hear your moral lectures. Especially coming from you."
"So, you think it's okay to drink until you're unconscious or unable to make any sense? Do you have any idea what could have happened if I hadn't come to get you?"
"Screw you, Ryan."
"What would have happened, Kate?"
"Fuck it! This is too much."
"Not everyone has good intentions."
"What did I do? I didn't ask to be here."
"I just want you to be more careful."
"I think I better go."
"Don't you want to know what happened?"
"Shit! Did I accidentally commit murder?"
"Unlikely, considering you couldn't even stand."
"Then what?"
"You were quite adorable, except for the part where you tried to take advantage of me," she blushes instantly, trying to hold back a smile.
"What risk could I pose to you?"
"Don't you remember? Anything?"
"We... had sex?"
"That's the big question."
"I was drunk, Ryan... that would be..."
"See, you don't remember a damn thing," I get up, feeling irritation hitting me.
"Regardless of whether I remember or not, you couldn't do such a thing."
"I don't have to listen to this."
"Yes, you do," does she really think I would do that?
"Are you serious? You better leave now."
"So, you think I'm wrong?"
"Fuck! I didn't touch you," how can she think that of me? How?
"Sorry..." I shake my head in disbelief. I step back and enter the bathroom.
"Nathan..."
I slam the door. Fuck. How can I want to be with someone who doesn't trust me for that? I turn on the shower. Bitch.
When I finish showering and step out of the bathroom, she's still there.
"I didn't mean to offend you. I'm sorry," she approaches.
"I thought I told you to leave."
"Are you listening to me? I'm apologizing."
"Why? For accusing me of abusing you? I'm not offended."
"Enough with the sarcasm. I'm not good at being nice, not with you. But I'm apologizing. Don't be so dramatic."
"Apologies won't change the fact that you think such things about me. I may be an asshole, but I would never do something like that!"
"I'm sorry, please... I shouldn't have assumed you would do something like that."
"You know... sometimes you make sure to remind me why a part of me hates you. You're a real..."
"Go on... make me regret apologizing," I take a step, closing the space between us.
"Bitch," I whisper, and almost automatically raise my arm to block her hand from hitting my face, grabbing her wrists.
"Asshole."
"Shut up."
"Fuck off!" My blood heats up, she always makes me lose control. It gets me excited. "Let go of me!" I push her against the wall and grip her chin, applying some pressure.
"Kneel," I order, and I see her forehead furrow.
"Are you kidding?" she laughs.
"Kneel."
"Not a chance," I slide my hand down to her neck.
"I'm not asking, I'm telling you to get on your knees," she shakes her head, refusing. "I've decided I'm going to fuck your mouth now."
I hesitate for a few seconds, but she complies. It surprises me, considering how stubborn she usually is. I quickly remove my towel from my waist and throw it somewhere. Her eyes still watch me as she shivers. I place my hands in her hair, grabbing a handful to have control over her head. She smiles wickedly.
Without hesitation, her hand reaches the base of my cock, and she starts moving slowly. Her eyes are fixed on mine as my breathing becomes labored. I lean one hand against the wall behind her. Her gaze drives me crazy; I just want to feel her warm mouth enveloping me. I close my eyes, feeling the rhythm of her movements intensify, her fingers gripping me deliciously.
"God! Yes..."
I feel her hand leave me. I open my eyes to see her staring at me. Once again, her fingers slide, tracing the outline of my cock. I can't bear the wait. Her eyes return to mine as her mouth approaches. I swallow hard when she touches the tip of her tongue to the head of my cock.
My body shudders. Then she does the same along the entire length, repeating the motion, torturing me. Then I feel the heat of her mouth engulfs the tip, so wet. I push my hips, going deeper into her mouth. She places her hands on my thighs, and I begin to move slowly, wanting to find the limit of her throat. Driven to madness by pleasure.
She stops me. "Can you control yourself?" she whispers and resumes using her tongue as I try to calm my breathing. No. I can't.
I lean further, needing support as she sucks. I lose track of time and everything else. My body heats up, and I have to close my eyes to not see her teasing gaze. She won't stop. But I won't let her finish, not yet. I want to feel her enveloping me, warm and tight. I want to find out if she's as wet as I imagine.
"Kate..." I slide my hand through her hair. She intensifies her suction, making me moan loudly. Fuck. I want to ask her to stop, but it feels so incredible that I can't. She moans, sending vibrations through my entire body.
I want to bury myself in her and kiss those hot, soft lips that surround me. She starts massaging my balls in an incredible way as she slowly sucks, applying delightful pressure. I won't be able to stand much longer.
"Hey..." I whisper through gritted teeth. I hold her face and make her stand up.
"What?" she licks her lower lip and then bites it.
"That was amazing. You're forgiven," I say.
"Now I..."
"Shh." I guide her, sitting on the bed and placing her on top of me. I remove my shirt from her and position my cock at her entrance, in a hurry. She lowers herself... deliciously wet. I press my forehead against hers and suck her lip eagerly, tasting myself.
I grab her ass, pressing her against me, moving slowly. Up and down. Her eyes close, and I feel her hot breath on my face. She moans, lips slightly parted. I take the opportunity to slide my tongue along them.
"Faster?" I ask. She opens her eyes and nods, biting her lip before letting her head fall on my shoulder. I increase the pace while enjoying sucking on her neck and biting her shoulder. "I'm going to come any moment... because you've ruined me, and now you're so tight and so hot..." She slides her hands through my hair and back, sending shivers down my spine. The heat increases, and I feel my muscles growing tighter.
I rotate our bodies on the bed, positioning myself above her. I continue moving between her legs with increased intensity. She moans in response. I can't bear it any longer. I slide my hand between our bodies, searching for her clitoris.
"Oh, shit," she moans when I apply pressure.
"Like this?" I ask.
"More," she writhes. I press harder while continuing to thrust. I feel my strength draining away. Our bodies, covered in sweat, facilitate the movements.
"Don't you dare... come before me," she murmurs, arching her back and pulling the sheet. I summon my last remaining strength and achieve an unrelenting rhythm. She screams, digging her nails into my skin, a mixture of pain and pleasure.
"I'm going to..." I squeeze my eyes shut, thrusting forcefully, feeling my body tremble and hearing her speak incomprehensible words as her muscles tighten around me. It's enough to make me plunge into the abyss. Seconds of pure ecstasy as my body collapses onto hers.
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