19

"Mr Vance is in a meeting, Mrs Hamilton, unfortunately I can't put you through." Stefanie says smiling and playing with the pen in her hand.

I could actually get jealous because she's blonde and beautiful, but the ring on her finger doesn't give me a reason to be, which is why I haven't had a problem with her until now.

"Okay, thanks Stefanie. Uhh, could you maybe tell him to call me? I'd like to see him before the end of the lunch break.", I reply and brush my hair out of my face.

"I will, Mrs Hamilton, anything else?" she asks politely and I shake my head. "Oh yes, my name is Sophia," I add before I run to the elevator and go down to the 21st floor.

Nervousness is spreading through my body because I have no idea what to expect. I haven't seen Coen for a long time, I haven't missed him either, but deep inside me there is something indefinable that just doesn't give me peace.

I look shyly at the men in the other offices because they are all staring so obviously and if I had known this floor was occupied only by men I would have put on pants.

When he came to me, I was overwhelmed and his hot greeting blew me away and the sex was accordingly. He seemed even hungrier and more passionate than usual. I felt something happened because otherwise Nate would never have come to my office to fuck me unannounced.

I dismiss all my thoughts of Nate as I arrive at Coen's office and catch sight of his smile. That grin has saved my day so many times when I've been down, and today it seems to do nothing.

"Sophia, I'm glad you made it," he says, getting up from his chair. I just smile shyly and walk towards him as he opens his arms for a hug.

His muscles are tight and strong, but he doesn't even remotely compare to Nate.

As I pull away from him, his hands rest on my waist and I get goosebumps from the unfamiliar feeling. For weeks I've only been used to one person's touch and the grip on that spot is probably the most special because it lives up to his possessiveness.

My eyes travel over Coen's beautiful face and suddenly stop at the bruise on his chin. As if by reflex, my hand slides to the spot and I look at him in surprise.

"What happened?" I ask angrily.

"A buddy of mine was boxing without gloves at practice yesterday and it got me, don't worry. Sit down," he replies, smiling and letting go of me.

"I ordered Chinese, I hope you still like sushi as much as you used to." He laughs and I nod wordlessly.

It's such an awkward mood and that's just on my part as the thought of Nate haunts me.

"So, tell me," Coen asks me, leaning back and looking into my eyes.

I used to get lost in that brown mess so many times and only escaped my troubles when he looked at me.

"I've only been in New York for almost 2 months and not much has changed in Miami. I studied fashion and design there, got a job here and here I am.", "And with Vance, how long has it been going on he asks and uneasiness fills my body.

"Three weeks," I reply, running my fingers through my hair.

"Does he make you happy, Sophia?"

Coen's voice is soft and he doesn't mean it at all, but I hate questions like this from people who aren't getting their own love life straight.

"Yes, Coen. I love him," I say, giving him a challenging look.

Nate's voice echoes in my head and the thought of how he pronounces those three words gives me intense goosebumps all over my body. He said it out of nowhere and you could hear he meant every word, which means the world to me.

"Just because you love him doesn't mean he makes you happy." says the Brit, clasping his hands together and fixing me with his eyes.

"What's this about? I thought we'd catch up on each other and not criticize my relationship. I'm fed up with everyone thinking they should poke their noses into my business. I'm old enough to know Who I'm happy with. If you have nothing to fault with my relationship other than criticism, then you better shut up, otherwise nothing like this will ever happen again."

My blood is boiling, his comment made me so angry. I knew he would bring up this topic but I didn't expect him to do it right at the beginning.

This meal is probably going to take forever, and I'm not leaving without seeing Nate.

"I'm sorry, Sophia. You still mean a lot to me and I only want what's best for you. Okay, let's talk about something else." He replies, apparently surprised at my reaction.

I just nod and listen to him disinterested and still pissed off as he talks about his last three years.

Forty-five minutes later I finally say goodbye to Coen, but this time without a hug. He made me so angry the whole time, kept talking about "our" time. I don't like to talk about the past and especially my past relationships.

But it's done and I'm sure I'll be fine after a kiss from Nate.

I hope he's in a good mood, because I can't handle the cold distance at the moment and I'm afraid that I'll just collapse somewhere.

"Can I go to him?" I ask Stefanie and she nods with a smile.

As I close the door behind me, I can already see his beautiful form and the sight of him calms me to the core.

"We'll work out the rest of it when I get to Seattle. Have a nice day," he says to the person on the other end of the line, before hanging up and placing his cell phone on the table.

Nate's green crystals glide over my body and I can't stand this distance any longer, so I quickly walk over to him and put my arms around his neck. I bury my face in the hollow of his throat which smells so wonderful and gets me high like no joint ever could, plus his strong arms hugging me back and I'm completely done for today.

Nate blows gentle kisses onto my skin and gently strokes my bare waist with his fingers.

"How was the meal?" he asks, kissing my Adam's apple.

My breasts react immediately to his tender caresses, the nipples become delicate, tiny buds and also very plump and heavy. I automatically rub myself against his already rock hard cock.

"Horrible," I swallow, gently pushing his head lower so he tends my nipples. He pulls the fabric of my shirt down just a little and as his lips surround the center of my chest I groan loudly.

Electric shocks travel through my blood and a tremendous hunger spreads through my body.

"Why?" he murmurs against my skin, sending goosebumps all over my skin with the roughness of his voice.

As his lips work one nipple, his fingers tend to the other, likely to bring me to orgasm.

I desire this man so much.

"It was such an awkward mood and I had to - oh god..." I moan as he gently bites my nipple while simultaneously rubbing his hard cock against my sensitive sex.

"You kept me thinking about you," I half sob, blown away by the fact that this man can make me cum just by touching my nipples.

"Then you felt the same way as I did," Nate replies, his voice laced with excitement.

"Come for me, kitten. Show me how good I make you feel." He breathes and as if on command, the orgasm hits me with full force.

My heart pounds against my chest as my vision blurs and I struggle for support.

As I slowly calmed down, Nate straightens my top and cups my face in his large hands before planting an addicted kiss on my lips.

"I love you." He whispers into my mouth while looking deep into my eyes.

The world stops spinning for a moment and my chest suddenly tightens.

"I love you too." I breathe and kiss him again.

It feels like a tremendous weight is lifted from my shoulders after I say the words.

"Don't say that too, it sounds like you're just saying that to confirm what I said," he murmurs, caressing my cheek with his thumb.

"I love you," I reply with a sigh and break away from him before leaving my panther's office after a kiss on the forehead.

He has something on his mind and I really need to find out what it is.