As I’m barreling back down to earth, Nathaniel kicks it up a notch, rocking faster and pumping harder, the muscles in his neck cording tightly until he lets loose a harsh roar of relief.
Reality quickly sets in as Nathaniel slides out of me and lands on his side, our breaths stilted and labored. The tension ripples as I blindly search around for something to cover myself up with.
Nathaniel notices my discomfort and hands me his T-shirt, which I slide over my head. It smells of outdoors and man, reawakening my desire.
When I’m covered and dare to look up, Nathaniel is staring down at me with the most beautiful and satisfied smile I’ve ever seen.
The only problem is, it’s worn by the one man I should never have slept with.
Shit. I just fucked my boss.
9
Nathaniel
The last twodays haven’t gone according to plan, as Marin seems to be tip-toeing around me both in and outside the lab.
After the night we spent together, things grew awkward. More on Marin’s part than mine. She’s withdrawn considerably in our exchanges, and anytime I get within an arm’s distance, she flinches and moves away.
I noticed it almost instantaneously after we fucked the other night. As soon as I pulled out, Marin turned away and extracted herself from any further physical touch. And now two days later, she remains quiet and detached, giving me one syllable answers to all my questions.
Right now, her head is bent down as she enters data into her laptop.
“Marin?”
She lifts her face and her eyes regard me inquisitively.
“Would you like to go to dinner tonight?”
She nervously glances around the room, finding that we are the last ones here. It’s well past eight p.m.
“Oh…um…no, I…” She sucks on her bottom lip.
All I can think about is how much I want to taste those delectable lips again. Maybe even slide my hard cock between them as she swallows me down as I come.
“Can we address the elephant in the room, please?”
She looks startled. “What elephant is that?”
I point between us. “Right here. This. You’ve avoided me since the night we fucked. Why is that?”
Standing from my seated position, I walk around the edge of the table and move behind her. Placing my hands on her hips, I swivel her around in the chair so she faces me. Hoping to gain some reaction other than disinterest, I drag my hands down her thighs until they land on her bare knees.
“Do you regret it, Marin? Because I don’t. In fact, all I’ve been thinking about is when I can fuck you again. I would’ve that night and the next morning, too, had you not shut down on me.”
My palms circle her knees and I feel her shiver. Good. At least I know I’m affecting her, but I don’t know if it’s repulsion or desire. I guess there’s only one way to find out.
I trace a feather-light touch up the inside of her thigh and her eyes close as she moans. When my fingers reach the edge of her shorts, I stop.
“Well?” I prod.
She inhales deeply and I watch her throat constrict as she swallows.
“You’re my boss, Nathaniel. I shouldn’t have slept with you. I don’t do things like that. I made a bad decision.”
I smirk. “You’re calling me a bad decision?”
Marin straightens in her chair. Licking my lips, I lean in and press her knees open with my hands and nestle into the cleft of her body.
