Chapter 95

KATE

Where is he going?

"Nathan?" We climbed the stairs and entered a corridor on the upper floor. I had never been in this part of his apartment before. We passed through another corridor and reached a small staircase, which I followed with curiosity.

As we passed through the door, I was amazed by the incredible view from the penthouse. It was like an outdoor room. You could also see the lights from the entire city.

In the center of the space, there was a canopy bed, and further ahead, white sofas and white curtains attached to pergolas. And a few steps below, where there was no more ceiling, you could see a pool, sun loungers, plants, and benches adorned with flowers and leaves. A mini garden. Stunning.

The breeze made me shiver, reminding me that I was completely naked. When I turned my attention back to him, he was looking at me.

"So?"

"It's beautiful. But..."

"But?"

"Why did you bring me here?"

"I thought you would like it."

"I did. It just seems like a romantic place. Have you brought someone here before?"

"No." He awkwardly scratches his head, avoiding eye contact. Damn! It's the first time I've seen Nathan Ryan feeling uneasy.

"Alright. Now tell me the truth, look at me. Why did you bring me here?" I cross my arms, waiting for an answer.

"I thought about making love to you here," he says, looking into my eyes. It was my turn to feel uneasy and speechless. Damn. He didn't say fuck or screw or have sex with me. He said to make love. This is so strange.

I approach, feeling my legs trembling.

"Then do it," I whisper, touching his chest. My heart is pounding in my chest.

"Kate..."

"Please." He nods and wraps his arms around my waist, pushing me onto the bed, while he kisses me, passionately and devotedly.

Within seconds, he is already thrusting into me, and I absorb every drop of pleasure. This shouldn't feel so good.

I lose myself, pulling his hair, biting and sucking his lips, chin, neck, and shoulder. Scratching his back and squeezing his ass with my hands, trying to make him go deeper. His moans drive me even crazier.

"Don't stop, please," I beg when he pauses, but he ignores me and crawls, putting my legs over his shoulders. He kisses the inside of my thigh until he reaches my sex. His tongue glides over the bundle of nerves, making my body tremble. I won't be able to bear it. Oh, fuck...



We enter my apartment.

"You know this is very wrong," I said.

"What? Me being here?"

"Making me lose track of time, distracting me?" God! This is getting out of control. I enter my room and he follows me. "What are you doing?"

"What?"

"I need to change."

"Nothing you haven't seen before, Collins." He rolls his eyes and takes a few steps, looking around before sitting on the bed. "You should hurry if you don't want to be late and have problems with your boss."

"I don't need you to wait, I can go alone."

"Don't try to dismiss me."

"You shouldn't be here, Ryan."

"But I want to be."

"I think it's better if you go."

"I won't."

"Fine. But only because I don't have time to argue with you."

I grab a burgundy dress and clean lingerie and head toward the bathroom, giving him a disapproving look before entering. Nosy. He smiles.



I couldn't yet explain to myself what happened last night; it was surreal. I didn't want to dwell too much on the true meaning of him taking me to that place. I was so confused, unable to fully understand my feelings, unable to explain what I feel for him.

Sometimes it seemed like just an overwhelming desire that could fade away one day, but if that were the case, shouldn't it have already passed? We've been together so many times, and the desire only seems to grow. Oh, shit, I'm going to lose it.

I finish getting dressed, and he's standing by the window in my room.

"You ever think about what my colleagues will think of you coming after me last night?" I ask.

"That doesn't matter. Besides, most of them were completely drunk, and don't forget you work for me," I reply. He nods. "Are you ready?"

"Yes," I say.

"Can I use your bathroom?"

"Sure," I smile mischievously. "Ryan, don't be such a pervert!"

"I didn't say anything," he protests.

"If only the problem were your mouth. And no... I don't fantasize about you in my bathroom." Don't lie, Kate.




"Kate?" Lisa emerges from her room as I search for my keys. Damn it.

"Managed to escape from captivity?" she jokes.

"Sorry, didn't mean to leave you alone last night."

"It's okay, I can handle myself. But what about you? What about Grey? Has he called you to go out? He couldn't even hide that he's still head over heels for you. Did you see all those muscles?"

"Lisa! Shit. Keep your voice down."

"What? I know you're screwing your boss, but you're telling me you weren't even slightly shaken?"

"Lisa... no." She widens her eyes, and I hear him clear his throat behind me.

"Oops! Excuse me," she mutters a "sorry" before disappearing into her room. Damn it. Don't leave me alone. I turn to face him.

"Shall we go?"


Did he hear? Damn it. I nod.

Nathan doesn't say a word during the entire trip to Ryan. We ride the elevator in silence until we reach our floor.

"In my office, now," he says when we step out of the elevator, and I head towards my desk. I follow him after leaving my bag on the table.

He stops near the windows as we enter his office. "Do you want to tell me something about the party?" he asks. He heard. Of course, he heard. I approach him.

"No."

"Grey?"

"We're not discussing that here."

"Yes, we are."

"It's not important."

"Who is he?"

"Just a guy..."

"Just a guy?"

"An old friend from college, actually. It's been a few years since we last saw each other."

"Another old friend? Why did your friend say you were shaken?"

"Don't be jealous."

"I need to know when a guy wants to fuck you, and if you want the same."

"I don't. If I did, I would have done it years ago."

"Was he a boyfriend?"

"I never had one. We just hooked up a few times."

"How long?"

"Ryan, you're crossing the line."

"How long?"

"Fuck! A week."

"Do you want to go out with him?"

"No! God! We're together. Why would you even ask me that?"

"Why did that woman say that?"

"Because that woman is Lisa, and she thinks you're not the best choice for me."

"And you?" I move closer, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him.

"I think I want to break that rule now," I whisper.

"Kate..."

"I know. I'm sorry... I couldn't help it."

"I want to too..."

"What?"

"Break the rule." I laugh and kiss him again.

"Since you like asking questions so much, I have one. I heard Niels mention something about going out on Friday night."

"A friend is coming back from a trip, and we want to welcome him."

"What kind of welcome? Like watching a soccer game or going to a strip club?"

"Well, if it were up to Stephan, it would definitely be the second option... Damn it."

"What?"

"I think I accidentally let him decide where we're going."

"As long as you keep your hands off legs, breasts, and anything like that, I guess it's okay. I won't have to cut your dick off."

"Aren't you mad?"

"Should I be?"

"Normally you'd curse me out and say I'll fuck anyone who spreads their legs for me..."

"You already know what happens if you do something like that. So, I guess I should only worry about the fact that if you decide to sleep with someone, she should be better than me. But I think that's unlikely."

"Since when did you start thinking you're the sex goddess?" "Since you said you thought about making love to me, with a view of the night sky and the entire city. I'll never forget last night. The way you looked at me, your hands..." "What are you thinking?"

"That we have work to do." I try to break free from his arms, but it's futile.

"Lie. You said you wanted to break the rule."

"No. It's a terrible idea."

"Just a little... I want to feel you around me, hot." He whispers, looking into my eyes, causing my whole body to awaken and desire to explode below.

"Why do you do this to me?" I protest softly, closing my eyes and resting my forehead against his.

"What?" He bites his lip, holding my chin.

"You make me want you, deep inside me, and your mouth on me, and..."

"And?"

"You in my mouth."

"Fuck." He mutters before letting out a moan as he lifts me onto his desk, kissing me passionately.