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 o

KATEI feel the soft sheet slide as I pull it, and I sit up abruptly, sitting on the bed. Shit, I breathe a sigh of relief, seeing Nathan sitting in the armchair near the window.I lie back down, trying to remember the recent events. I'm wearing only one of his shirts, and I can smell his soap on me. Did he bathe me? How can I not remember that?I can see his cold expression clearly, thanks to the light coming in through the window, preventing complete darkness in the room. I think about the right words to say, but in the end, I decide it's best not to say anything.I wonder where my phone is and what time it is. He remains seated, motionless, with tense shoulders and a clenched jaw. How long is he going to stay like this? I get up and walk towards him. I touch his shoulders and lean in to kiss his neck. He removes my hands before standing up and shaking his head."I thought that night in Dallas would serve as a lesson," he says before leaving through the hallway. Is he really going t

KATEBefore I can start undressing him, the phone rings, interrupting us."Nat..." He ignores it. "Ryan?""Afterward," he whispers. I try to push him away."No." He rolls his eyes, moving away to answer the phone. I step down from his desk.*"What? My sister? Okay."*"What's wrong?""My sister is here. She's coming up.""She came to visit you?""I think so. What else would it be?""How old is she again?""Seventeen." I imagine how much she must suffer if he's as controlling with her as he is with everyone else."Does she have a boyfriend?""Of course not." He grimaces as if it were unacceptable for the girl to do something like that. I automatically feel sorry for poor Ellie. Having Nathan as an older brother must be horrible. "Why are you laughing?""She's seventeen, Ryan, not twelve.""What do you mean by that?""Maybe she has a boyfriend, and you don't know.""She's just a kid.""She's only four years younger than me.""Please... she's just a girl.""What were you doing at her age?

NATHANI stop in front of her apartment."Thank you, boss," she forces a smile before closing off again and turning towards the door. I reach out and grab her arm, and she looks at me. "What?""We had a deal.""Huh?""The tradition. A ride, and in return, you would show me…""Goodnight, Nathan," she laughs before leaning in to kiss my cheek and then walking away. I watch as an exhausted Kate unlocks the door and enters her house. Does she really think I'll let the night end like this? I turn off the car and quickly climb the stairs before knocking on her door. Seconds later, she opens it."Oh no... What do you want?""Can I use the bathroom?""You better..." she says, but I ignore her and walk past the door."It'll be quick..." I hadn't even touched her, and I was already hard. Her perfume and presence were enough to do that to me.I try to hide my erection as I exit the bathroom. She's no longer in the living room. I find her in her bedroom, wearing a t-shirt, and a tiny black shorts

KATEShit. Shit. I slow down a few meters from his building. I still have five minutes. My legs are shaking, my heart is pounding, and the air enters and exits forcefully through my mouth and nose. I put my hands on my knees and take a slow breath. I can't let him think I'm dying. But you are. Damn it. It really feels like it's been years since I did any physical activity, and it's only been a few months since I stopped going to the gym.After notifying that I've arrived, I take the elevator that I don't usually use when I'm with Nathan. He sent me a message, letting me know that he was in the building's gym. Strange. I thought I saw a gym in his apartment.Just a few seconds later, the doors open, and a sweaty Ryan steps in."Hey," he says, looking me up and down, containing a smile. I can hardly stop staring at the shirt clinging to his muscular chest."Hi.""I love your T-shirt," he says. I look at my thin-strapped white tank top, somewhat soaked in sweat, revealing more than it sh