She had moved in with Nathan, and living with him had been outrageously fantastic in the sex department. He was insatiable, and since she was, too, there was not a room, a table, a chair, or any surface in his penthouse that they hadn’t made love in – on – at.
And that was just in a month.
On the other hand, he also made the most unbelievably annoying housemate. He was so damn teeth-grindingly perfect, and Alyx hated it. He never got mad, no matter how bitchy or petty she was. Like that one time in the kitchen, Nathan had teased her about her burnt pie and because she had been so stressed over work, Alyx had just flipped and threw the pie smack at his face.
Right away, she had known it was the wrong thing to do of course, and she had steeled herself for Nathan’s anger or, worse, his disappointment.
But instead he had gotten even in the most cringingly sweet way possible. “I know, sweetheart,” he had murmured softly after getting rid of the burnt pie and returning it to the tray. And to her utter confusion, he had pulled her into his arms. “It’s stress, isn’t it?”
She had nodded stiffly against his chest, and he continued in the same soothing voice, “You didn’t really mean to do that, did you?”
Slowly, Alyx had shaken her head.
“So now…” He had tipped her chin up. “You want to make it up to me, don’t you?”
She…did? Alyx had remembered being even more bemused, but the way Nathan’s gray eyes were gleaming down at her was making Alyx feel lightheaded, and she had heard herself say, “Yes.”
“Good girl,” he had crooned. And then he had hoisted her up on the counter, torn her panties away, and moments later he was sliding inside of her, and she had gasped at having herself suddenly filled with his rigid hotness.
“Now,” he had panted. “Make it up to me.”
“H-how?” she had panted back, his thrusts so wondrously forceful she would have slid off the granite counter if she hadn’t clung to him.
“What you’ve always wanted to do,” he had purred into her ear.
Aaaaah.
With his breath caressing her sensitive lobe, and with him using that devastatingly sexy-soft accented voice of his, Alyx had known she would be willing to do whatever he wanted---
“You’re going to talk really dirty, sweetheart.”
Huh?
“And it will be all about me…” He had emphasized the last word with a rather deep thrust of his cock, making Alyx throw her head back with a whimper.
And after, she had done what he wanted, what he knew she would want as well.
Your cock’s so fucking big!
Fuck me harder!
Fill me with your cum!
Oh, the things she had said then. There was even something that had to do with making her his cum tank---
Remembering made Alyx turn red with an involuntary squeak of embarrassment.
Had she really said such things, for real?
Hearing her squeak, Nathan said abruptly from outside the bathroom, “I’m coming in.”
Alyx turned towards the door, startled at his words. “Huh? It’s locked---”
The door opened.
Or not.
“These locks are fairly easy to pick, sweetheart,” Nathan said mildly.
Her mouth opened and closed. So his already massive repertoire of skills and talents also included picking locks? Was the damn man really perfect?
“What have you been doing?” Nathan was asking as he took her hand and led her out.
“What do you think?” Alyx retorted.
He dealt her a thoughtful look.
Oh no. She yanked her hand out of his hold and hurried away from him, not wanting to give the ex-model too much time to look at her. She knew people would think she was being silly, but after living with Nathan Callis for almost a year, Alyx was mostly convinced that the man could read minds.
Especially when he gave a person that look.
Nathan caught up with her in moments, and she shot him a dour look. It was so unfair that he was so tall and moved so swiftly, too.
“What’s the hurry, my beautiful love?” he asked with an innocent smile.
And of course he had to ask that just as they were boarding the private shuttle bus that would take them and their friends to Jigokudani Yaen-Koen, a park made famous by its natural hot springs and the snow monkeys that had taken to bathing in them during winter.
Everyone in the shuttle bus heard it, too, causing the men to smirk and the women do their polite best to hide their laughter.
Alyx glowered. “It’s not funny.” She tried to brazen it out, saying, “I am beautiful, and I’m his---”
“Love,” Nathan supplied courteously. “But you’re also my heart, my soul---”
Aaaargh!
She took the last remaining seat on the shuttle and did her best to cover her ears as everyone laughed. Yes, she had asked for words from Nathan, but wasn’t this a little too much?
Nathan slid into the seat next to her, a grin on his handsome face.