Chapter 8: Beautiful Bastard

FAYE

"The look on your face as you say that. You believe I'd give you back?" Nathan looks at me quizzically, jaw locked and expression cool. 

I lowered my eyes, not knowing what to say in answer to his question.

He strolled towards me in long-legged strides. He bent to pull me up, standing with his arms around me. I gulped as I breathed in his spicy masculine scent, already feeling tongue-tied. 

He pulled me with him upstairs, bringing us to a standstill in front of one of the full-length mirrors in the closet. 

He pulled a box out of his slacks and I watched in stunned silence as he pulled out a diamond necklace and held it to my neck. Flipping my hair tenderly to the front as he pulled the necklace round my neck and clasped it. 

I let out a shaky breath as I fingered the exquisite necklace. It was a solitaire diamond necklace. I only knew what it was because I'd seen it when my step mom had requested it from my dad.

"It's beautiful." I whispered, turning around to look at him. 

He wore an expression I'd never seen on his face, as he said."I would never let anyone take you from me, Faye."

But it wasn’t even the necklace, it was him. It was always him. The only one who was strong enough to love me for me. He took all my scars and somehow made me feel like a true princess. 

"Pack your bags, beautiful. We're going somewhere for a few days." Nathan said.

Could he possibly spoil me anymore than he already has?

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We were at a lakefront house. It was a property in a high value estate, surrounded by properties just like it. The lake surrounding the estate was ethereal and I could hardly believe I was staying in such a place.

I stumbled out of my thoughts into the present as Nathan let me into the house. 

I walked through the grand foyer into the impressive living room. Everything was razor sleek lines, clean and simple. 

Intricate raindrop crystal chandeliers cascade their soft glow over the crisp white walls and white furniture, creating a warmth to the otherwise stark color. The rich mocha woodwork was a pleasant contrast to the white, warming the space even more. 

They lined every perimeter with floor to ceiling, wall to wall windows that overlooked the serene outdoors. 

There was an office downstairs and two bedrooms, one on each wing of the second floor, with en suites and large, plush beds that stand taller than your average.

I stood on the balcony overlooking the lake. My excitement boiled over as I looked over to find Nathan staring at me.

"The view is amazing." I told him, the wonder clear in my tone.

"My view from here definitely is." He said, and I realized he was talking about me. I grinned, getting more used to his flirtatious compliments. 

"You must be tired from the drive here. We can have dinner brought up here."

I nodded at him, taking the hand he offered me. He pulled me into him, grabbing my hips and whispering huskily in my ear." And then after dinner, you can show me how good that necklace looks on you. Wearing just it." 

I swallowed as my throat went dry. He didn't mean what I thought he did, did he?

The smirk on his face told me he meant it.

The entire time we ate, I felt my skin buzz with anticipation and my heart beat kept alternating a high and low tempo. The looks he gave me didn't make it any better.

I was well worked up by the time dinner was over. I wondered how just the glances from him made me wet and my nipples hard. He had to know what effect he had on me.

After dinner, I sat unmoving, not sure what to do. 

I looked over at Nathan as he wiped his mouth with a napkin and then dropped it down to the table.

"Now, time for the main course." he flashed a wolfish grin. 

I froze in my seat as he released a deep, throaty laugh.

He chuckled at my expression."All you have to do is strip off everything else, except the necklace you already have on." 

He regarded me with a cool expression, his eyes the only sign of his own tensed up arousal.  

"In the bedroom." he said, fully expecting that I obey. 

I breathed in as I stood on shaky legs. Walking to the bedroom and stripping. I hoped I wouldn't pass out with nervous excitement before the chance of anything happening.

I was standing naked except for the necklace, just like he had asked. I didn't hear him slip into the room. I started in shock when I felt his breath on my neck. 

He turned me around to look at me, his gaze drawn to where the diamond nestled between my breasts. A deep shade of red rose over my chest as I blushed a deep red. He chuckled at my reaction.

"You look breathtaking," he whispered, and a ripple of exquisite excitement ricocheted down my spine.

There was a hungry glint in his eyes.

His eyes darkened with desire as he stared down at my mouth. He sat down on the edge of the bed, drawing me with him, and reached to lift some strands of hair away from my face. My lips puffed apart with a soft gasp.

He didn’t say a word. Words would have shattered the dizzying sense of anticipation which was twisting my stomach into knots. 

His hands curled over my shoulders and his mouth descended. My heart thudded wildly.

But his head didn’t come all the way down. His grip tightened on my shoulders and he drew me up toward him… slowly… then kissed the sides of my lips.

It unleashed my untried passion with a rush, my arms wrapping tightly around his waist, my kiss inexperienced but full of my need for him. He pushed me back down onto the bed, where he kissed me till I thought I might die from lack of air.

He finally stopped, his breathing ragged as he sat back up abruptly, his gaze different. There was something different about the color of his eyes, I noticed, behind the haze of lust. 

Nathan muttered something, looking at me in a way that made me acutely aware of the reality of lying stark naked in front of him, in the dim light of the bedroom. I fought the urge to cover myself and, as if reading my thoughts; he brought his hands on mine, holding my hands captive beside me as he brought them over my head.

I couldn’t wait for Nathan to strip off as well. I wanted to see if all my fantasies about his body were true.

I swallowed at the thought.

But he didn’t undress. He pushed my legs further apart, settling in between my thighs. There was something oddly erotic about being naked, with just the diamond necklace on against Nathan's fully clothed body. His hands skimming over the surface of my rapidly heating skin, grazing up over the tips of my breasts.

I gasped, then whimpered with disappointment when his hands moved on over my collarbones and up my throat to my face. Holding the sides of my head, he bent down till our mouths were touching. His tongue darted out to lick at my lips, working its way right around them. It wasn’t till he stopped I realized I’d been holding my breath, not knowing what to do, or what to expect.

I quivered when he touched the tip of my tongue with his own tongue tip, then shuddered when he sucked on it.

I moaned when his mouth abandoned me. My rock-hard nipples felt like they were on fire. He licked one, then sucked on it as he had in my dreams.

An electric charge zigzagged down through my stomach, centering between my thighs. I cried out in a voice I didn't think was mine and my back arched away from the bed, my hands somehow finding his hair. He stopped momentarily to lift my hands up above my head again, out of the way. His lips returned to take possession of my other breast, his right hand squeezing it, pushing the nipple deeper into his mouth. When my back went to arch again, Nathan’s other hand splayed across the taut plane of my stomach, his large palm pressing me back down against the bed, keeping my spine still. 

The effect was incredible, my mind as turned on as my body. I writhed against his fully clothed body, crying out with the pleasure. He nipped at the nipple with his teeth, tugging on it. I sucked in a breath and let it out in relief when he released the peak. But then I wanted him to do it again.  

The hand on my belly moved down into the damp curls which guarded the most intimate parts of my body. His mouth followed, licking at my navel whilst those knowing fingers parted, probed, and penetrated. 

I gasped, shocked at the response he was eliciting from my body. He was touching me in even more ways than he had in my fantasies of him, those fantasies lacking any real experience of being with a man. 

“Please,” I begged, my head thrashing from side to side. “Oh, please…”

He responded by pulling himself off me, causing me to moan in protest. He undressed in moments, and I watched him, my cheeks red as I saw his arousal. I wouldn't think of how I could take him, I decided. 

He came back down, moving between my legs and cradling my hips.

I tensed up as he thrust into me, my body resisting. His lips moved to my nipples again, as he sucked on it, hard.

I relaxed under his lips as he surged in, a flash of pain momentarily shocking me. I felt my breath leave me in a rush as I tried to breathe through the pain. Nathan paused, allowing me to get used to the alien feeling of having him inside me.

He moved again, and I didn't clench in pain. Slowly, then building up the tempo. He worked my body expertly, and I felt a pressure building in me. 

I screamed, then splintered apart. My back arched, eyes closed as stars exploded in my head. Brilliant and blinding. 

The spasms went on and on, wave after wave, till it was over. Nathan's head lifted as he stared at me, a sexy smirk on his face. 

He pressed a kiss to my hip and left towards the bathroom. I missed him for a few minutes, lying in bed alone and still more than a little dazed. He returned to bed as my eyes shut, heavily pulled down by sleep. 

***

I woke up as I felt Nathan slip from the bed. Muttering something about having an early morning. He pressed a quick kiss to my forehead and left the room.

I got up to watch him leave, sad that he was leaving so early after the night we'd had.

I wondered where he was going, since we weren't at home where he had worked. I went to the bathroom, looking at myself in the mirror. I felt different, and I looked different, too. There were signs of Nathan's loving all over my skin.

I took a bath and then, after changing into a short pink sundress, I headed down to the living room. Walking closer to his office, I wondered why the house was bare of any personal effects. Nathan had told me the house was his on the drive here. And he'd been here before, as he clearly knew the workers. 

I grabbed the door handle, surprised when the door opened. So this one was unlocked. I looked at the shelves lined with books, and the huge desk with the chair behind it. It looked kinda empty. Not a lot of stuff was in the room. 

I went to one carton on the shelf and opened it, curious as to the contents. 

I saw picture frames covered in a light sheen of dust. I raised one to look at it and saw Nathan, dressed in a black suit, with a grim look on his face. 

There was a woman beside him, holding a bouquet in one hand and Nathan's arm in the other. If I didn't know better, I'd think this was a wedding frame. I looked closely at the woman's hand and I saw she was wearing a ring on her marriage finger. 

I tried to stop myself from looking, telling myself what I didn't know wouldn't hurt me, but my body didn't seem to listen. My eyes moved to Nathan's hand. 

And there it was, the glint of a gold wedding band.