NATHAN When I think I’ll be able to relax a little, she disturbs me again. What the fuck was she doing with that asshole? Just thinking that he touched a hair on her head makes me want to punch him in the face. Why would she agree to have lunch with him after we had spent the night together? I wonder if something happened. I need to talk to her. But first I think I'd better take a shower to cool off my head. I turn on the shower and feel the hot water running through my body. For the first time in my life, I feel like I am losing control. It is consuming me. I am letting myself be carried away by this desire. I planned to bring her here and fuck her until I was satisfied, but from what I see, it's not working. Everything is going down the drain. Every time I possess her, it seems to be better than the previous time, and that just makes me want to possess her again and again. I am hooked on her. At this very moment, even though I have just been with her, I urgently want to be inside

NATHANShe provocatively rides me, driving me crazy with every movement. I grab her hair with one hand. She moans my name. Shit! She has complete control over me. It's scary. She asks me to tell her how much I want her while moving in an incredibly sensual way. My Kate. I hear a distant laugh. I open my eyes, and the sleep fog fades, pulling me out of one of the best dreams I've ever had. It's dark, but I can see a silhouette on the bed, sitting beside me. I don't remember having company. I sit up. The dim lighting in the room comes only from the moonlight coming through the window. She's here."Am I dreaming?" I ask, looking at her and stretching. She smiles."I don't know. Maybe. I'm still here, aren't I?""Huh?""You were dreaming about me.""No, I wasn't.""You called my name. Admit it, and maybe your dream can come true." She leans on my shoulders, mounting me."Okay, I was.""That was easy," she laughs. "Tell me more." She settles in, sitting on top of my already hard dick. Shit

NATHANMy heart races at the mere idea of someone seeing her like this. Before she opens the door, I step in front of her, holding her hand on the doorknob, preventing her from turning it."You're crazy? Do you think you can walk around naked like that?""You challenged me, Ryan.""God! I was just joking!" She laughs."Why are you so worried?""Because I don't want anyone to see you like this. You should think the same.""You're not my owner." Her expression turns serious again."You're mine, and I'm talking in the most possessive way possible.""I'm not an object to belong to you.""I can't even understand you, Kate. You told me to go away, and then you came here semi-naked, in my bed. You say you want me, and then you act totally indifferent. What do you want from me?"I feel so stupid, she's just a woman! There are so many others. She looks away."What do you expect? That I stay with you while you sleep with anyone?""What are you talking about?""You're such a jerk. You were flirt

NATHANIn the car, I loosen my tie and turn to her."What did the rich kid want?" I ask."Rich kid? Do you have a mirror at home?" she responds sarcastically."Don't play dumb.""You're talking about Mr. Taylor?""Mr. Taylor?""Michael Taylor.""Did he also give you an address for a possible visit?""Are you jealous?""He wants something that's mine.""What's yours?" She furrows her brow. I tuck a loose strand of her hair behind her ear."You're mine," I say, leaning in to kiss her neck."No," she pulls away."Why not?""Are you crazy?" She looks ahead, to where James is driving. My dear, this man knows more of my secrets than my own mother. I press the button to close the window separating the back seat from the cab."There, now he can't see us.""But he can hear us.""Not if you're quiet.""No, Ryan." What's her problem? She was completely wet just a few minutes ago?"Do you want to drive me crazy? You're lucky we're not in a place where I can do whatever I want with you.""That pla

KATENathan takes a deep breath and begins to walk. I follow him. He holds my hand, leading me down a hallway and stopping in front of a door. He opens it, almost forcing me to enter. It's a huge room with a fireplace and large sofas in burgundy. He puts his hands to his head, messing up his hair."We shouldn't be here," I say."What were you doing with him?""Bryan? Just talking.""He was touching you, and you didn't seem bothered by it.""He was touching me? I didn't...""I don't want him laying a finger on you.""God! Are your family relationships always like this? And why do you care? Shouldn't you be with your new girlfriend?""She's just a girl, Collins.""Great! Bryan's just a friend.""A friend who wants to take you to bed.""And?""Do you want to?""Fuck off!""I know him, Kate, believe me, he doesn't just want your friendship.""It doesn't matter. What matters is that you're being possessive, and I don't like it.""You're mine. And I can't stand the thought of anyone even to