I’m a little dazed right not, but Nathaniel’s egotistical statement makes him sound like he’s God’s gift to women and I can’t control myself over his sexual prowess.
I’m suddenly a pissed off drunk girl who is embarrassed by being turned down and being treated like I don’t have a choice in this matter.
Stepping a few inches closer to him, I shove himhardin the middle of the chest.
“Well aren’t you all high and mighty with your extraordinary restraint, professor. How dare you insult me like that. As if I don’t know my own mind and am in need of your chivalry to know what’s good for me. As if I’d have no choice in this matter and would just fall into bed with you at the snap of your fingers.”
I try snapping my fingers and fail miserably, so I stamp my foot like an insolent child, instead. I have no idea why I’m acting like this. Just earlier today I didn’t even like Nathaniel.
And now look at me. I’m spitting mad because he’s stopped me from wanting to sleep with my boss. Good grief, what is wrong with me?
“Marin,” he says in the voice of reason, putting his hands on top my shoulders. “You know I want you. You’ve had my dick hard since the day I met you. But I won’t fuck you when you’ve been drinking so heavily that you were nodding off at dinner.”
I cross my arms over my chest and notice his eyes flash to my breasts. Just for the hell of it, to make him realize what he’s missing, I intentionally pull my shoulders back and push my breasts forward, knowing my hardened nipples poke through my blouse.
“That was due to the jetlag, thank you very much. But fine, you’ve made your point. Although, in the future, I can decide for myself if I want to fuck you or not.”
I swing my hips around and teeter off to the door to my room, looking over my shoulder at him as I place the keycard in the slot.
“And you don’t know what you’re missing.”
I know for a fact he’s staring at my ass right now as I hear him curse and mumble,
“Fuck me, I do know what I’m missing.”
7
Nathaniel
It’s beena week since we arrived in La Selva, the Bioresearch organization where I consult and perform my research.
Although our days have been busy with research, it doesn’t mean I don’t have time to think about Marin and regret my decision from our first night here. To make matters worse, she tests my restraint every fucking day wearing short little shorts and smelling so fucking delicious I want to scarf her down.
She’s been intentionally keeping her distance when we’re in the lab together. Whether it’s side-by-side at the lab computer, or as I peer into my microscope and she notates my findings on the laptop, or while we’re out in the field collecting samples and getting wet and dirty from the soil and humid moisture, she never allows less than a foot of distance between us.
I don’t blame her. I’m mad at myself, too, for not taking her to bed when she asked, but as time goes on, it was the best decision under the circumstances. Even though I still want to fuck the shit out of her, and my desire burns hotter every day.
Instead, I focus on my research. The plan is to head out and collect needed samples to bring back and analyze. I probably don’t need Marin to come out with me on this overnight trip, but I want her with me.
When I first mentioned this to Marin yesterday, she got excited about exploring more of the rainforest terrain. However, now that we’ve set up camp with a storm quickly approaching, and the sounds of the wildlife in every direction, her enthusiasm has waned, and she’s been on edge for the last hour as we set up camp.
“You know,” I mention as we clean up after the dinner we made over the open fire. “When I was here for my college internship, I’d never slept outdoors before. I nearly peed the sleeping bag the first time I heard the distant thunder and squirrel monkeys during my first overnight.”
Marin giggles, giving me a skeptical look. “You did? Really? Doesn’t seem possible.”
“Trust me, it was a very long night. And although I was with three other fellow interns, I was the only city-boy. There was no way I was going to show those guys how scared I truly was.”
“What’d you end up doing?”
I shrug and lift my chin, undeterred by the embarrassment. “When it came down to it, I peed in my water bottle instead of leaving my tent to piss outside. I was that scared.”
“Oh my God, you were chicken.” She laughs and flaps her arms, mocking me at my expense.
“You have no idea. I dare you to go into those woods after the fire goes out. We’ll see just how brave you are then.”
Marin looks behind her at the darkened tree line, biting down on her lip and shaking her head, eyes wide and her ponytail flying side-to-side behind her neck.
“No way. I may be here on a dare, but that doesn’t mean I’m dumb enough to get mauled and eaten by a cheetah.”
