Chapter 92
NATHAN
"You know how risky this is," she says. I spin her around, pressing her against the metal. I lift her dress, exposing her ass and revealing the incredible lace and bow panties she's wearing. A moan escapes my throat.
"Fuck. You can't wear this to work. There's probably a law against it. From now on, I won't have a moment's peace wondering if you're wearing one of these things."
"Nathan..." I kiss her neck, sensing her sexy perfume. She tries to turn, but I stop her. I lower my pants enough to free my cock. Sliding her panties down her thighs, I position myself and enter her with some difficulty. She moans, trying to stop me from going deeper, squeezing me. Shit. "Wait..." She moans, her expression driving me crazy.
"We don't have time for tenderness, baby," I whisper, entering slowly. But soon my movements become urgent and out of control. I'm hungry. She moans non-stop. I find her clit with one hand. Being inside her is comforting and mind-blowing after a long day.
The image of Kate waiting for me at home after cooking dinner, after a long day of work, leaves me slightly dazed because it seems so enticing. It would be so good to just take her home now.
She keeps moaning, and I'm starting to sweat from going so fast. We're both breathless. The elevator makes a small noise, and the panel and lights turn on, startling her.
"Fuck." She curses as I pull away and start adjusting my pants, my cock aching with desire. I'm grateful that I'm wearing tight enough underwear to conceal my erection a bit.
Once she finishes fixing her clothes, I remove the paper from the camera lens and pick up her folder. She looks annoyed.
When the doors open in the parking lot, I see Kate turn pale upon seeing Liam, one of the security guards.
"You can't even pretend that you just fucked in the elevator, Collins?" I whisper. She gives me a furious look.
"Fuck off."
"Don't be mad, I promise I'll finish this." She shrugs, but changes direction, heading toward her new car. I follow her.
"Are we taking your car?" I ask from behind her.
"Nathan..." She stops and turns to face me. I look around, considering the idea of fucking her against the car. "What are you doing?"
"Come with me, I'll have someone drive your car."
"No."
"No? After this hellish day?"
"I can't, I have an engagement."
"Engagement?" Is she still joking? "Another one?"
"It's nothing." Why doesn't she want to tell me?
"Kate..."
"It's a party with the university crowd." What? A fraternity party? Do they still do that? Shit, I'm getting old. I never imagined she would go to that kind of party. A bunch of idiotic college students, drinks, and some drugs. Well, I still remember.
I also remember what my role was at those parties, trying to take girls like Kate to bed.
"You're not going, are you?"
"I know it must seem ridiculous to you."
"Not to you?"
"You didn't go to your college parties?"
Shit. Sometimes I forget how young she still is.
"Fine. Just ten minutes..."
"Nathan, no."
"Is this still part of your stupid plan?"
"No. I just don't have time. See you later."
Shit. I watch her walk away and get into the car.
I still can't believe she chose to go to a party with a bunch of college students. Idiotic college students looking for sex. I had completely forgotten what it was like and everything I did when I was younger. The number of girls I slept with during my time at university was absurd. But the sex wasn't that great.
I finish my shower, having jerked off, imagining how hot she looked in that underwear and damn stockings. She could have just come with me.
I grab my phone to write a message. Maybe I can still make her change her mind.
From Nathan: You made me work hard in the shower. But I still need your help.
I sit on the bed, staring at the screen of my phone.
After two minutes pass with no response, I give up waiting. The lack of replies annoys me. I can't get the idea out of my head that she'll be surrounded by a bunch of jerks. Just the thought of how my friends from university were during parties gives me a headache.
I put on sweatpants and grab my phone and a bottle of whiskey before heading to my office, in a probably futile attempt to try and work. I sit at the desk, checking every thirty seconds if she replied.
KATE
"Are you going?" Lisa appears in the doorway of my room. "Kate... I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry. I was an idiot to say that to you. You know exactly what I think of you and the pride I feel." She might be regretful, but it doesn't change the fact that she thought exactly what she said. Just like others would think.
"It's okay, Lisa. Let's forget about it, alright?"
"I didn't mean to hurt you. I feel awful for making you feel bad." I step closer, giving her a tight hug.
"I couldn't let you go alone anyway, you wouldn't be able to get back home." She laughs.
"I know you're going out with Mr. Hunk, but try to enjoy the party."
"And what about you? Weren't you seeing a guy from work?"
"You know me. It's nothing serious." I shrug.
"Alright. Shall we go?"
"Let's go."
Brad's apartment is crowded. He must have invited half the people from the university. I spot Sarah talking to Jessie, another girl from our class. The last time I saw Sarah was at the bar when we went out to celebrate the end of classes, and now I realize she wasn't at the university on the day they announced the test results.
"Sarah?" I approach her.
"Kate!" She seems fine, but I never found out what unforeseen event prevented her from going to the club that night.
"How long has it been? Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I am. Actually... we are." She whispers the last word. It takes me a few seconds to understand.
"No way." Damn. Is she pregnant? This is unbelievable.
"Yes."
"Seriously? I can't believe it. And Evan?" Evan was her boyfriend.
"He didn't react well at first, but now he's really excited. It hasn't even been two months, and he already wants to decide on a name."
"Wow, Sarah! That's amazing! Congratulations!"
"Yeah. The new mommy in town."
"Does everyone know?"
"No. Just Matt, Brad, some of the girls, and now you."
"And Lisa?"
"I haven't told her yet."
"She's going to go crazy!"
"I know. It even scares me."
"Kate?" A male voice calls my name. I turn around and come face to face with Michael Grey. Oh my god! It's been so long since I last saw him. Almost four years.
"Excuse me." Sarah gives me a nudge on my back before leaving.
"Grey?" I'm amazed. The memories of the night I met him come flooding back.
The night at the pool, God! That was one of the nights I thought about throwing my virginity out the window. I can almost remember the feeling, all that excitement. I would regret not doing it if I hadn't met a certain Ryan.
"May I?" He approaches for a hug.
"Of course." His scent is still the same. I must have spent some nights sleeping on his broad chest. Just sleeping, and that seems unbelievable now.
I met Michael at the beginning of my first year at Columbia. He was starting the second semester of his undergraduate studies, majoring in something I can't remember. We only spent a few days together, maybe a week, a very intense week, before he left to study at Oxford. Well, that was the goodbye to Michael Grey. I lost the guy to a prestigious university in England. I couldn't compete, Kate.
"Are you okay?" he asks as we step away from the hug.
"Yes. And you?"
"I heard you outsmarted everyone in your class, and now you're working with Ryan's boss."
"You know... nerdy girl. But how about you? How are things going?"
"I should start by saying that I still owe you an apology, Kate."
"For what?"
"You know."
"Anyone would have done the same in your position. I would have done it too."
"But now I'm back, for good." I never knew why he had such an effect on me. Even now, he still stirred something inside me.
"Yeah... I have my colleague back and with an Oxford degree." He smiles. Damn, I forgot about that smile, one of the reasons he won me over.
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