Chapter 45 Mr. Ford, you need to learn some restraint.

Nathaniel drew Celeste close to him, tracing gently next to her dampness with a voice almost too raspy to hear.

"It has a reaction the moment it sees you. Knows what it likes..."

"Ah." The heat of their passion was still fresh, and she was still moist. With ease, he slipped inside.

Celeste tried to move away, but couldn't escape him, so she let him begin to move slowly within her.

"I'll try to be gentle... and quick."

"Just relax, lie back..."

Realizing they had indulged for too long today and Celeste was exhausted, Nathaniel carefully got into bed, positioned her on her side, and wrapped himself around her from behind, rhythmically moving.

The afterglow of their passion hadn't faded, and his movements made Celeste feel incredibly sensitive.

The calm she had managed was quickly slipping away. She felt feverish.

Fortunately, this time Nathaniel was gentler than ever, as if he was afraid of breaking her, eager to ensure she enjoyed herself.

But then the persistent buzz of a phone interrupted—Ava was calling again.

"Answer it." Nathaniel moved carefully, holding back.

Seeing her hesitate, he reached out to grab the phone himself, curiously watching her as she picked up.

"Sis, my fiancé is throwing a private dinner at South Town Villa tomorrow. I really want you to come."

Ava's voice was urgent but raspy, for some reason.

"Ah..."

Before Celeste could respond, Nathaniel mischievously thrust deeper, drawing a soft moan from her.

Ava paused on the other end, suddenly realizing Celeste was with Nathaniel!

Just having spent over an hour with Elias, Ava recognized those sounds all too well.

Damn, she was agonizing while Celeste was enjoying herself!

Ava nearly clenched her fist till it bled, wishing Celeste would drop dead.

Yet, she restrained herself, inviting Celeste with feigned goodwill.

"Mom and Dad will be there too, and he and my fiancé Elias are good friends. You wouldn't reject a family gathering, would you?"

Family gatherings meant little to Celeste.

She was too distracted by Nathaniel's teasing, her body going limp... yet she sharply caught one name. Elias.

Wasn't he the one mentioned in reports as a potential backer of the Black Bear gang?

Celeste's lips curled into a smirk, her voice soft.

"Don't worry, my dear sister, I'll be there."

No sooner had she spoken than she felt another deep thrust from behind.

Celeste couldn't take it; moans escaped her lips.

Mixed with the man's heavy breathing, their sounds filled the quiet room.

Lost in their sensual delight, they were oblivious to Ava, who listened spellbound on the phone, unwilling to hang up.

Until Elias, after a brief rest, grabbed some pills and wrapped his arms around her from behind...

"Ava, the night is still young, let's keep going."

…

It had been a rough night.

Even Celeste, usually so energetic, was exhausted by midnight, too tired to lift a finger.

She didn't wake up the next day until almost noon.

Nathaniel, on his lunch break, woke her up because he was worried she might be hungry.

"Sweetie, why don't you eat something before going back to sleep, hmm?"

Celeste slowly opened her eyes to see Nathaniel looking crisp and alert, while she felt completely wiped out.

"Did I wear you out too much?" Nathaniel looked at the dark circles under her eyes, feeling both guilty and regretful for his excessive demands the night before.

She was still young, and had been injured before; he knew he had gone overboard.

Thinking about last night—starting on the office desk, then moving to the lounge, and Nathaniel was still not satisfied after one or two times. By late night, he even wanted a third round.

She couldn't help but wrinkle her nose and gently poked his chest. "Mr. Ford, you need to learn some restraint."

"Alright, let's go grab something to eat," Nathaniel responded, though he knew full well he had little self-control when it came to her.

He wanted to keep her in bed all day, every day.

"Boss, Miss White is here to see you."

Just as they were leaving the lounge, Felix hurried over to report. Behind him, Chloe, dressed in a bright red outfit,

"Nathaniel, you won't believe what I heard! Celeste, she apparently used to—"

Celeste, holding a plate of gourmet snacks and wearing

Nathaniel's shirt with just shorts on, showing off her long legs, leaned nonchalantly to one side.

Her calm eyes flicked over to Chloe. "What?"