Chapter 132 BOOK 2: CHAPTER 22

Chapter 132 BOOK 2: CHAPTER 22
—Amira—
Our lips collided with the urgency of a dam breaking, weeks of tension spilling out in one fierce, frantic moment.
I pulled back and glanced at the door.
“What if someone walks in?”
Nathaniel smiled and touched a button on the bar's counter. A clicking sound followed on the door, then the wall behind us parted into an opulent bedroom.
My breath caught.
“What's that?”
“My bedroom. Just another space where I'll be ruining you tonight.”
I blushed. “It's beautiful.”
“Yet nothing compared to you,” he whispered and claimed my lips again.
We kissed as though our lives depended on it.
He traced kisses down my shoulder and I moaned, yanking his collar and pulling him forward until there was no space between us.
Our bodies pressed together, our breath mingling.
“Nate,” I whispered.
“Yes, my love.” He pulled back and searched my gaze. “Do you trust me?”
I nodded.
He glanced at my dress. “Lose it.”
My heart pounding, I peeled my dress over my head and tossed it on the floor.
Nathaniel's gaze darkened as he took in my breasts, his Adam's apple bobbing.
“My kind of chocolate. So dark...so inviting,” he husked.
A shiver slid down my spine as he cupped them. Then took a nipple into his mouth and sucked.
I bucked forward, my fingers raking through his hair.
He moved to the next nipple and rolled the other with his thumb.
“Nate!” I squirmed, closing my eyes.
“Look at me,” he commanded.
I opened my eyes and stared at him.
“Good. I want you to watch as I unravel you...piece after piece,” he husked.
I nodded, breathless..
Then his lips traveled lower and lower until they kissed my inner thighs.
His eyes locked on mine, he peeled my panties... and tossed them behind him.
My breath caught as he kissed my core.
“Nathaniel,” I moaned.
He sucked me harder. Parting my lips, he introduced his tongue inside me, and I shattered.
A whimper left me as I raked my fingers through his hair.
I gripped his shoulder, anything to ground me.
But nothing could protect me from the assault of his mouth.
The world buzzed into oblivion—and I drifted in the sea of pleasure.
“Nate, please!”
My hips bucked toward him, moving to the rhythm of his tongue.
His hands found my breasts and caressed them, tugging at my nipples.
Heat exploded through me. I let out a soft whimper as my nerves stirred awake.
“Do you want me stop?”
“No!” I shook my head.
“Tell me what you want.”
I bit my lip to keep from moaning. “I—I want more.”
He licked his finger and introduced it in my pussy.
He finger-fucked with expertise , forcing me to look down.
It was amazing seeing how I dripped around him.
“Fuck... oh, yes!” I moaned.
Nathaniel groaned. Straightening on his feet, he took my nipple into his mouth and sucked as though his life depended on it.
My torso arched toward him, toes curling.
A familiar sensation built and built in my head until I cummed.
My orgasm rocked me, stealing my breath and every sense of reasoning left in me.
Nathaniel held me through it.
When I was calmer, he carried me into his arms to the bedroom, and lowered me on the bed.
Then he stepped back and undressed.
My breath caught as I took in his bare torso, my eyes trailing his hands as he swung out of his slacks.
I sucked in a breath when he removed his underwear. I saw the strength coiled between his legs and forgot how to breathe.
A moan slipped from my lips.
He tossed his clothes aside and joined on the bed.
Our lips met in heartwarming kiss. He nuzzled my neck, my shoulder, as his hands traveled lower until they stroked my cunt.
“You're so ready for me,” he groaned.
I slicked with need for him.
“I want you now. Please!”
He took my nipples into his mouth and sucked, then guided himself to my entrance.
He pushed inside me and paused—giving me time to stretch and accommodate him.
Each time he pulled, it was only to dive further until he was fully buried inside me.
Our low, punctured breaths filled the room.
“I miss you,” he whispered.
I kissed his cheek. “I miss you too.”
We kissed languidly as if making up for the past months.
He set a slow pace, and I felt it everywhere.
Each thrust was deep. He drew moans from deep down my throat.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and let him lead me toward my second climax.
The world vanished.
After a few more consistent strokes, something snapped deep inside me.
My body tensed
I clung to him as an onslaught of release rocked me.
Groaning, he came next to mine— holding me tight and filling me with his release.
He slid onto the bed beside me, and panted. Then pulled me into his arms and kissed my temple.
“Thank you,” he breathed.
I looked at him. “Why are you thanking me?”
He looked at me. “For trusting me. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”
I beamed. “Yet you kept playing hard-to-get.”
He shrugged, amused. “What do I say? A man has to protect his pride.”
I playfully swatted his chest, and we laughed.
We shared another kiss that stole my breath.
I sighed. “My grandmother wants to meet with you. Says she wants to thank you ‘personally’ for offsetting her hospital bills.”
He smiled. “Fix a suitable date and let me know,” he said, and glanced at his wristwatch. “We need to sleep. It's almost midnight.”
“Good night,” I murmured.
“Good night, my love,” he whispered and kissed me.
He switched off the lights and we went to sleep.
That night, I slept off to the sight of the stars twinkling in the sky. When I opened my eyes again, rays of sunlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Nathaniel was still asleep... he had his arms wrapped around me.
Slowly, I adjusted so I could study his face.
How could a man be this hot?
“If you keep looking at me like that, I won’t be responsible for what happens next.”
My cheeks burned as I tore my gaze away.
“Good morning.”
He placed a thumb under my chin— angled my face until I met his gaze. Then he leaned closer and kissed me, making me pool with need.
“Seeing your face first thing in the morning makes the world feel right,” he chimed.
I swallowed. “How long have you been awake?”
He smiled. “Long enough to notice when you stirred.”
He was always beating me to my games.
“What's the plan for today?”
“We're attending the government gala this evening.” He kissed my temple and slipped out of bed. “But for now, let's enjoy Paris.”
“Let's enjoy Paris?” I sat up straighter.
“There are so many beautiful places I'd like to show you.”
Why did it sound pre-planned? Like this was exactly why he brought me to France, to enjoy some private moments... and not really because of the government contract.
I stole a glance at the strength coiled in-between his legs.
I swallowed. “Please, show me to my room. I need to get dressed.”
He tilted his chin toward a corner where my luggage and handbag waited.
“I was hoping we could spend the rest of the nights together. What do you think?”
I slid out of bed and walked to him. Pushing myself on my toes, I kissed him.
“I think… that’s exactly what I want,” I whispered.
His eyes darkened with a mix of surprise and desire. Then slowly, he leaned in, and captured my lips in another heartwarming kiss.
“Good,” Nate murmured. “I don’t plan on letting you go anytime soon.”
A burst of laughter left me as he scooped me up. He carried me to the bathroom where we enjoyed a warm shower.
Afterwards, we returned to the bedroom and quietly dressed before the vanity.
Nathaniel finished first and helped me with my zipper, then lounged on the couch.
“I'm done,” I announced.
He stood up and offered me his hand.
I accepted his invite, and fell into steps beside him.
Another door opened onto the Masters’ floor. Our footsteps echoed as we descended the stairs.
“What's next?” I asked.
“We're having breakfast.”
But instead of the dining room, we headed to the estate.
A glass door opened onto a field.
I froze when I saw it.
A midnight black helicopter waiting on a helipad.
Wasn't it yesterday I boarded my first airplane. And now I was about to board my first helicopter? One of the latest model around the world.
“Are you alright?” Nathaniel asked.
I met his gaze. “I've never boarded a chopper.”
He kissed my hand. “Well, all that's about to change now.”
A smile passed between us.
His lips found mine again. My nipples hardening.
Nate grinned against my lips. “If we keep kissing, we’ll miss breakfast… though I’m not sure I’d mind.”
Our laughter rang as we resumed walking toward the aircraft.
My phone suddenly rang. I glanced at the screen, and a strange number stared back at me.
An unknown number.
Who could that be?