20

It's been two days and I haven't run into Coen, which I'm more than happy about. The topics of conversation were so awkward and boring. When I told Nate about the meal, he seemed skeptical and totally suspicious, becoming a bit more distant when I told him we hugged to say hello. Today, however, none of that seems to matter anymore and I just enjoy the sight of his smile.

Tonight we're going to the opera with Flora and Noah and I can't say I'm really looking forward to it. With my sister, everything is an act and I know that her beauty will once again draw all the attention. Probably Nate's as well, and that's why the evening is suddenly getting worse and worse for me. I guess I'll just have to make the best of it.

The animal festival was great and I enjoyed every single minute. There were so many animals and so many nice people that you just had to have a good time.

When we get to the car two hours later, I want to take Nate's hand, but I get the feeling he's keeping his distance, so I take it in silence. On the one hand, I understand him, because I'm pathologically jealous myself, but then I don't keep my distance. Also, Nate has no reason to be jealous since I don't care about Coen anymore and we've never been married, unlike him and Claire.

"Are you still mad because I hugged Coen?" I ask annoyed, looking at him with a sigh.

His green crystals are aimed at me, his face is cold, and he's wearing this perfect mask of impenetrability.

"Especially since it annoys me that you even did anything with him...", "Nate, you made me cum three times that day alone in the office."

He interrupts me with a hand movement.

"Let me speak. Sophia, you come into my company and eat with someone else. Should I celebrate with a party? I'm possessive and it pisses me off that despite my warning he still dared to touch you. "

Suddenly my alarm bells go off and my stomach cramps.

"You gave him the bruise?" I ask breathlessly, totally overwhelmed.

"I'd even smash his skull in, I hate that disgusting prick so much," he hisses, his divine voice dripping with hatred and dislike.

I automatically take a step back, this fact frightens me so much. I expected Nate not to get along with Coen but that he was about to hit him out of nowhere.

"He provoked me, Sophia. You don't know what he said." Nate sighs and wipes his face.

"What did he say?" I ask skeptically.

"He said to me exactly the same thing Claire said to you. I was just a pastime and that he was your first love and you could never forget him. Then he said he loved games but loved you more. Oh yeah, he also mentioned that he sends me a picture when you ride him so i remember how tight you are. should i have sent him back out smiling oh no you are mine and just the tiniest thought that someone else touching you fuels my homicidal thoughts." he hisses, staring tensely at the floor of the car.

My chest tightens just thinking about how he must have felt. In the end, in other words, Claire said the same thing to me and I died. It's just gross and now I know why he came to my office to fuck me. He wanted to make sure I was still his. If he could only imagine how much I want him, then neither of us would be suffering from these jealousy problems.

My hand immediately slides to his bearded cheek as I settle into his lap and get comfortable.

I keep stroking his skin, blowing kisses on his neck and forehead while my hand massages his cock through his pants, all just to calm him down.

"I love you, Sophia." He murmurs and wraps both hands around my neck. He slowly wraps her tighter around me and I suddenly panic.

"Sometimes I think about you and I can't breathe. It feels like someone is smothering me just like that and while I'm enjoying this feeling I'm terrified. You're my little cat and I'm going to fuck you raw and spank, enjoying the sound of your moans and yet I'll love you to the end of our days because you're mine." Nate whispers, brushing his full lips against mine.

The panic drains from my body and when I realize what Nate meant by that, I give myself completely to him without doubting anything.

"Yes Daddy, I do," I breathe, and am rewarded with an addict's kiss, saying the words that can't be said but must, completing us.

"Flora and Noah are waiting for us in front of the entrance," Nate whispers in my ear as we drive to the opera almost three hours later.

He himself slipped into a tailored black suit while I went for something daring yet sexy elegant.

Time with Nate was so beautiful and every single minute seems so precious. He's flying to Seattle on Monday for a week, which has made me even more clingy than I used to be.

Also, I will have to go to a gala organized by his mother alone and I will probably be the topic of the evening again. I don't mind people talking about me, I just would rather have my panther with me for backup. Maybe I'll ask Roven since Flora herself will be going with Noah.

I don't feel like my sister, simply because she doesn't treat me like a 22-year-old but like a naive 16-year-old. Whether I say something depends on the situation and I just don't want negative vibes to arise, so I prefer to smile it away.

The love I feel for Flora is unconditional and endless, but sometimes I want to smack her head in because she draws all the attention. Often she does it without noticing it, but there are also moments when she does it with pure intention and it is precisely at such moments that my broken self-confidence shows up.

"Is everything okay?" asks my panther and beams his green crystals intensely at me.

I addictively place my lips on his, enjoying his hungry tongue and playfully biting his bottom lip.

"I'd rather be alone with you. In the end I won't feel you inside me for a week and you won't be able to punish me for anything." I breathe and stroke his crotch.

Even though I gave him pleasure with a handjob in my apartment, he only seems to have gotten harder and my mouth is watering just thinking about his mighty cock.

"Is my kitty horny?" he asks amusedly, kissing my racing pulse before licking it with his tongue.

"I'm running out," I reply and only seconds later Nates is already in my crotch.

"You'll be patient, kitten. I'll make you cum so many times you'll lose track of it. And while I'm gone you're going to have to do it yourself, willy-nilly, and kitten, the thought of you doing it yourself while we're on the phone almost makes me cum." Nate whispers and looks at me lustfully.

He suddenly seems even hotter and the desire to let him fuck me unconscious comes back, but he's already taken his hand from my crotch.

"I'll miss you." I mumble now, in need of a cuddle.

"I'll miss you too, but time will pass quickly," Nate replies, and just then the car pulls up.

Again, we are caught off guard by a flurry of flashbulbs and I almost tripped over my own feet if Nate hadn't been holding me. We only give the paparazzi a short photo shoot before we go to the entrance of the opera.

I see my sister's long legs and then the tall figure of Noah next to her. The two of them look so good looking, seem like a perfect match, and it suddenly occurs to me that Nate and I probably don't look nearly as good together.

My panther is a work of art in its own right and every single feature of his face is another definition of beauty, his large muscular body has the build of a warrior and everything from top to bottom is imbued with dominance and power while I just conform to the norm.

But I won't let it get me down.

"Look at that!" laughs Flora, running towards me before wrapping her arms around my body with a grin.

"You look great," I whisper to her, kissing her on the cheek before we part.

"Thanks, darling. Hello, Nate," she simply replies and I watch as she wraps her long arms around Nathan's body, making the blood in my body boil.

He barely touches her, but the two exchange kisses left and right before Nate smiles and says, "You look gorgeous Flora."

I look away and feel a large hand lift my chin and I'm looking into dark green eyes that resemble my panther's but then again correspond to a completely different world.

Noah's crooked smile cheers me up a bit and as I hug him he whispers softly so only I can hear: "You are a world beauty, more beautiful than the world itself Sophia and it's such a shame because you don't even realize it . My brother can vote himself probably the luckiest man in the world for being able to call you his girlfriend. I'm glad you made it."

I pull away from Noah and look at him before thanking him with my eyes because that's exactly what I needed.

My gaze drifts to Nate, who is looking at me sternly again, but this time I really don't care.

Although the mood between the two of us is suddenly tense again, we enter the room hand in hand, and I immediately grab a glass of champagne from the tray.

I need alcohol to get through this evening. And a lot of alcohol.

"What did Noah whisper to you?" Nate asks sternly as we get into the elevator that takes us to our seats.

"Nothing in particular. He just asked how I was and that he was glad I was here," I mumble absently, toying with my wide empty glass.

"And now the truth?" he orders and suddenly stands in front of me.

It's time to play again and my mood seems to be improving.

"Are you saying I'm lying?" I ask, looking at him defiantly.

"Do I have to finger you before you tell me?" Nate replies aggressively. Its Green Crystals are very dark and auspicious. Just his look makes my heart beat faster.

The blood rushes loudly in my ears as I struggle to hold back the moan in my dry throat.

"You have to fuck me for me to say it," I breathe, not even recognizing my own voice.

I watch tensely as Nate reaches into his jacket and takes out another key, which he inserts into the button board, stopping the elevator.

"Turn around and don't you scream," he whispers, already unbuckling his belt.

Aroused to the core, I turn to face the wall before I can feel his hands on my thighs.

"That dress has cost me all my temper," Nate growls, biting my earlobe.

I gasp as his hands pull down my soaking wet panties, my whole body seeming to be on fire I need it so badly right now.

"I'll fuck you all night, kitten."

This hot promise makes me groan and when I feel Nate's rock hard erection against my butt I whimper briefly.

Just as his strong fingers reach my clit, he thrusts his mighty cock into my tender vagina, making us both moan. In perfect rhythm with each other, he moves his fingers and rams his hips into mine. I grab onto the wall, trying not to scream cause it feels so good but I'm about to. Nate's erotic growl sends waves of electricity through my already heated body, setting me on fire.

He tenses up, digging his teeth into my shoulder, and just as he erupts in a massive jet, I reach my long-awaited orgasm.

I bite my lip to muffle the sounds of my lust, barely breathing as I feel Nate start moving inside me again.

"We don't have time," I moan and kiss him.

"I have to cum again or I won't be able to sit down," he replies, out of breath, and before I can say anything, he cums again.

It takes us a few minutes before we pick ourselves up, I wipe his ejaculate off my body, and we step out of the elevator together.

People look at us in confusion and I catch my sister's cheeky look, telling me she knows what we just did. I sigh and roll my eyes and laugh before feeling Nate's body pressed against mine.

"What did Noah mean to you now?" he asks tensely and I know that it's partly because of his still hard erection and partly because of his jealousy.

"He saw me watching you and Flora and said I was a world beauty more beautiful than the world itself and it was such a shame as I didn't realize it and that you get to call yourself the happiest man because we are together. " I reply and look at him.

"My little brother did something clever once. I love you, Sophia and all the supermodels in the world can chase me, but I would still only see you because you are the reason for every breath I take." Nate to me and joins our lips as I struggle to breathe and digest the bliss in my belly he keeps giving me.