Ridiculous black dress
Nathan arrived home to their marvelous penthouse, which was always relatively quiet since only he and Nara lived there. There were no live-in helpers; the housekeeper and other workers came and left when told, and Nathan liked it just like that.
He knew Nara would be in her bedroom, so he quickly went upstairs to his to freshen up and prepare to go over to his family's estate. When he was done, he walked over to Nara's bedroom, which was only a few doors away.
They had been sleeping in separate bedrooms for the past two months now, ever since Nara found out about Rebecca.
Nathan knocked, and when he heard a 'come in' from inside, he entered.
"I'm ready to leave, so... let's go," Nara said gingerly as he walked in. She was wearing a ridiculous black dress that covered absolutely nothing and was holding a small gold purse.
"What the fuck are you wearing?" Nathan asked in annoyance as his eyes roamed her body.
"It's called a dress," Nara answered flatly.
"That is not a fucking dress. Please change out of that, Nara," Nathan said calmly, trying to maintain his composure.
"You're not the boss of me, Nathan. I can wear whatever I want. It's my body," Nara replied nonchalantly, and Nathan lost all composure.
"Look, Nara. I had a very stressful day at work, and I don't have time for your bullshit, so I'm begging you to take that off and wear something appropriate, or else I will fucking rip it off your body myself, and you wouldn't want that," Nathan warned dangerously, his voice sending shivers down Nara's spine.
But Nara wasn't the type of gal to back down. She slowly walked over to him until they were only inches apart.
"I'd like to see you try," she whispered sensually against his lips as she stared him dead in the eyes.
Nathan clenched his jaws, and Nara smirked victoriously, but as she was about to make a move for the door, Nathan grabbed her arm firmly.
"Let go," Nara said, trying to pull her arm free as she glared at him.
Instead of letting go, Nathan pushed her against the wall, his towering structure pinning her to it. He grabbed her chin, forcing her eyes to meet his piercing gaze.
"Do you want me to take it off myself?" he asked slowly, his voice husky as he spoke.
Nara could feel his hot breath on her skin, and she was trying so hard not to react to him. He still had a strong effect on her, and she knew it.
She didn't answer him. Instead, she tried to push him away but couldn't.
"Move," she demanded, not wanting him to see the clear lust in her eyes.
Instead of moving, Nathan stared at Nara with his intense gray eyes before burying his face in the crook of her neck and taking in a deep breath.
Nara shivered, goosebumps rising on her skin as her hormones went wild.
The moment Nathan's lips made contact with her skin, she had to bite her lower lip to stifle a moan that tried to escape. What the hell was he doing to her?
She could feel his hands roaming around her waist, awakening feelings she had long buried.
She felt a wave of pleasure run through her body as he sucked on her skin. She couldn't control herself any longer, and the moan she was trying to hold back escaped her lips.
As soon as Nathan heard her, he groaned and pulled back. She thought he was pulling away, but instead, she felt his lips on hers.
Nathan kissed her slowly, passionately, as his grip tightened around her waist. But the kisses got hungrier, rougher, and Nathan almost lost control.
So he stopped himself from going any further, or else they would be there all night.
He stepped away from Nara, whose face was now red with both surprise and desire.
"Please change into something suitable. I'll wait for you downstairs," Nathan said calmly before leaving Nara alone with her thoughts.
"What just happened?" Nara muttered under her breath as she placed her hand on her lips, feeling how swollen they were.
That was one intense kiss.
How could she let this happen? She was supposed to be inflicting punishments, not receiving them.
She wouldn't let this ever happen again.