Chapter 55 Thrill
"Ugh!" Celeste instantly felt a shiver run through her body as if she were being electrocuted.
She leaned back without thinking, pushing her chest even closer to his mouth.
Nathaniel took his time, his tongue skillfully playing around, teasing her like a sensitive bud.
Celeste couldn't help but gasp, her hands diving into Nathaniel's coarse, short hair, letting him do as he pleased.
"Take off my pants," Nathaniel commanded in a raspy voice, his hand still lingering between her legs, unwilling to move.
"Move your hand first... Ah! I can't help you like this." Trapped in the cramped car and overwhelmed by his actions, Celeste was already struggling to think straight. She tried to undo his belt but just couldn't manage it.
The sound of clinking metal echoed again and again as Celeste felt the growing bulge, her face flushed with urgency, yet unable to get the belt undone.
"Mr. Ford..."
Desperate, Celeste could only snuggle into Nathaniel's embrace.
Her wetness rubbed against his suit pants as Nathaniel playfully smacked her bottom.
"A lot of excitement out here, huh? Do you like the thrill?" Nathaniel whispered provocatively in her ear, leaving Celeste without a comeback.
She had initiated it, and she was indeed enjoying it.
Especially when Nathaniel finally unbuckled his belt, slid his pants down halfway, and pulled her into his lap, entering her in one smooth motion.
"It feels so tight," she moaned.
He felt larger than ever.
Maybe it was the thrill of being outdoors, but Nathaniel was exceptionally hard today, even feeling thicker than before.
Despite their frequent encounters, sitting on him always felt incredibly deep, almost as if she was being impaled.
"Ah..."
She bit her lip, trying not to make a sound.
Nathaniel, however, encouraged her, thrusting deliberately hard, "Don't hold it in, let it out."
No, she couldn't.
Someone could come by any minute, and Celeste tightly closed her eyes, shaking her head.
She might be daring, but she didn't want to be caught in the act.
"You'll have to keep quiet, my dear, because I'm not holding back," Nathaniel teased her, pushing her limits.
Unbeknownst to Celeste, they were not in a public park or a random outdoor area, but on Ford family property.
With bodyguards stationed a kilometer away, their escapades, whether in the car or out in the open, would remain private.
Poor Celeste had no clue.
After years undercover in the Black Bear gang, encountering drug-fueled debauchery was nothing new to her.
From one-on-one abandon to group revelries, she had seen it all.
Yet she had always maintained her integrity.
Last time, on an empty rooftop, she had pushed the boundaries. Today, to distract Nathaniel from his deductions, she had taken it even further.
"There's room to be even bolder," Nathaniel said, his voice deep and serious.
"Click." He nonchalantly opened the sunroof above them.
"What?"
The sky was a blanket of stars right before their eyes.
As things heated up between them, she glanced upwards and caught the mesmerizing star-studded sky.
Looking down, in the faint light, their bodies were entwined.
Tightly connected at the hips in the cramped space, he was uninhibited in his movements...
"Do you like it?" Nathaniel asked, captivated as he studied her face.
Beneath the night sky, her gentle moans escaped her lips, her body naked and sculpted, flawless and intoxicating like a deity.
"This is the most beautiful sight I've ever seen!"
But Celeste was finding it hard to cope.
She bit her lip, trying to hold back, but noises still slipped out.
Nathaniel had rolled down the window, which made sounds travel further. And when the movements got really intense, her face might even be visible from outside...
Oh no.
She definitely didn't want to make the headlines tomorrow.
"Mr. Ford, please let me down," Celeste pleaded, her voice barely a whisper.
Finally, Nathaniel responded with a subdued "Okay."
Just when Celeste thought she could relax...
In the next moment, her world spun wildly as Nathaniel pinned her down in the seat and lifted one of her legs.
"Ah!"
It went so deep!
He thrust vigorously, hitting the right spot every time.
"Mr. Ford, it's too much..."
"You little temptress!" Nathaniel was nearly losing control, barely managing to hold back.
Just then, the phone started buzzing. Celeste glanced and saw Felix's name.
Had Felix responded so quickly?
What had he found out?
Celeste didn't have time to think. Instinctively, she knew she couldn't let Nathaniel pick up that phone.
She suddenly tightened around him, wrapping her legs around his waist, her eyes full of allure, "Mr. Ford, keep going... oh, me."
"As you wish."
Their bodies continued to collide, the sound filling the car until the phone rang for the third time and stopped.
They both reached their breaking point.
Celeste was numb all over, her mind blank as if struck by lightning in Nathaniel's relentless advance.
"Ah..."
They shook together, finally releasing each other.
...
Afterward, the car still hummed with their lingering passion.
Celeste lay naked in Nathaniel's arms, her eyes bright and shimmering, softly she suggested, "Mr. Ford, let's go back and get some rest."
"Mhm."
Nathaniel put on his pants and moved to the driver's seat.
The phone remained in the backseat, Felix's icon still flashing.
Celeste pretended not to notice and silenced it.
Zoe and her crew were on the yacht, ready to cover their tracks. After tonight, neither Nathaniel nor Felix would find anything.