Nathan was like a beast unleashed after centuries of restraint, finally finding solace in me. He didn’t rush–he took his time with the foreplay, worshipping me like I was his goddess.
I could feel how much he cherished me, something Jared had never given me. I loved every second of it, my mind completely at ease. Nathan was so gentle, making me feel truly valued.
I didn’t know if Nathan had been holding back for too long, but the first time was over in a flash, his face flushed with embarrassment.
But he was ready for a second round almost immediately, and that one lasted so long that it was almost unreal. The sensation rippled through every inch of my body, electrifying me from head to toe.
It felt like I was lost in the clouds, unable to come down. Every bone in my body felt like it was turning to jelly. As my eyes slowly adjusted, I caught sight of Nathan’s handsome face—he looked blissed out and satisfied.
He tried to hold me close, but I slipped away and headed for the shower. While I was washing up, I felt a sharp sting, so I took a look to see what was up. Then I realized that Nathan was seriously impressive.
When I came out, Nathan had already showered and walked over, wrapped in a towel. He asked in a low voice, “Mind if I stay the night?”
I nodded, and he wrapped me in his arms again. I curled up against his chest, but sleep was nowhere to be found.
The night felt endless. With neither of us able to sleep and Nathan getting frisky again, I couldn’t resist—things heated up between us all over again.
I woke up to find it was already past ten–I’d slept right through my alarm. I jumped out of bed, dashed into the bathroom, and in no time, I was dressed, running my fingers through my hair in a hurry as I rushed out to the living room.
Nathan was sitting on the couch, checking his emails. When he saw me rushing out, he called out, “Hey, what’s up? I got you breakfast–do you want to eat something?”
“No thanks, I have to rush to a meeting,” I said, grabbing my bag and slipping on my heels as I hurried toward the door.
Nathan hurried after me to the elevator. “Where are you headed? I can give you a ride.”
“No need. Just do whatever you want,” I replied, striding into the elevator. Nathan just stood there, shrugging as the elevator doors slid shut.
By the time I got to the hotel’s conference room, the meeting was almost over. I apologized as I took my seat.
Jared, sitting at the head of the table, gave me a curious look. When the meeting wrapped up, he told his assistant, “Send Ms. Murphy a copy of the meeting summary.”
The assistant nodded and said, “Got it.”
I opened my laptop, and as soon as the file came through, I started reading it right there.
Jared walked over and teased, “What, were you out stealing cows last night? You’re usually so on time. How come you’re late today?”
I kept my eyes on the file, forcing a grin. “Yeah, I stole a massive cow last night—almost wiped me out.”
Jared shot me a puzzled look. “Seriously, what’s up? You’re not sick, are you?” He reached over to check my forehead.
I quickly brushed his hand away. “Relax, Mr. Holcomb. I’m fine, and today’s work won’t be affected.”
“So, let’s hear it. We were just talking about the hotel’s exterior–got any fresh ideas?” Jared pulled up a chair and asked, settling in next to me.
I’d just been checking out the details for the exterior, and honestly, all the suggestions were super Aurelian. People here just love to copy Aurelian stuff.
I’d already thought about this and made some notes. So, I said, “Have you ever looked at the online reviews for Dreamy Ripples, Mr. Holcomb?”
Jared shook his head. “Nope, never bothered.”
“I check them every day. Aurelian style is great, but a lot of people are saying we shouldn’t forget our Clusian traditions,” I said, keeping it casual.
“And?” Jared raised an eyebrow, looking at me.
I quickly pulled up some sketches I drew last night. “These are my designs. Take a look.”
Jared leaned in close, and I instinctively shifted a bit to the side.
But then he suddenly asked, “What’s that scent on you?”