The Morning After

Still Hillary's POV

He offered to clean me up and I let him do it because I was so exhausted. 

"I felt sore all over"

He laid me in the bathtub and cleaned me up so gently. After cleaning me up, he ran a quick bath for himself before wiping me dry and carrying me back to the bed. I noticed that the soiled mattress has been changed and a soft and comfy bedspread has been laid on the bed. "I made a mental note to thank the house keeper before I leave."

He walked to his closet and got a shirt and a boxer. He puts on the boxers and handed his shirt to me.

He had this smile on his face that wouldn't just go away and he kept looking at me in a strange way and I wondered what was going through his mind. He helped me put on his shirt and climbed in next to me and pulled me into his arms. I dared to look up at him and found him staring at me in a tender way which gives me goosebumps all over my body. I've always wanted him to look at me this way, It's been my greatest desire, and now that I have it, I feel complete and fulfilled. He kept his eyes on one, causing me to blush deeply as I looked away from his piercing gaze, suddenly feeling shy of his scrutiny.

"What??? I asked him with a smile.

"Am sorry. I didn't know...

I kissed him to silence him.

"It's fine, don't be sorry," I smiled after the kiss.

"Do you still hurt??"

"Am just a little sore, I'll survive" 

He smiled at my joke and pulled me closer. He seems to zone out for some minutes, lost in his thoughts... I looked up and saw him staring at me again, still lost in thought. He noticed me staring and pulled me closer and kissed my lips.

"Am sorry I caused you pain. I never meant to hurt you.

"It's fine Nate, you don't have to sound so guilty. You didn't do anything that I didn't want. One man is bound to do so someday and I'm.  glad it was you because I really like you," I said boldly, not knowing where I got my courage from.

He smirked and kissed me lightly.

"Am glad am the lucky one, my love."

I smiled widely in response.

"Good night baby girl," He kissed my forehead, my nose, and my lips before he gathered me into his arms.

He kept zoning out on me and I know he has something on his mind.

I sincerely hope he doesn't regret what just happened because it's gonna crush me completely.

A minute later, I fell asleep in his arms, still feeling the Sparks of our passionate night.   

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I was woken up by the bright morning light that shone in through the curtain. I struggled to open my eyes despite the throbbing pain in my head. My whole body is aching so badly and I feel sore, like every muscle in my body had been overworked.

The first thing I noticed was the expensive things in this room, the painting on the wall, the expensive gadgets and Italian furniture, and the comfy, soft mattress that I was lying on. This is definitely not my room or Avril, it's looks so different, so damn comfortable. I would have panicked and thrown a tantrum if I wasn't held down by a pair of hot, muscular arms. I could feel my body being pressed against his, his face was so close that I could feel his hot breath fanning my face.

Memories of last night came flooding back in my head, I remember our hot, passionate make-out session on the dance floor, and I also recall our heated moment in bed and how gentle and careful he treated me while making passionate love to me. My face heated up as I recalled his gentle care after taking my innocence, who would have thought that the cold and ruthless Nathan Trent, could be so thoughtful and caring. Is it weird to say that I love him even more?

I turned carefully so I don't wake him up and I watched his perfect face as he slept. He is so handsome, with his thick eyelashes, perfect pointed nose, and high cheekbones that make me drool over him. I smiled as I realized that I'm getting wet again, just by staring at him, I feel my vaginal muscles tightening and a burst of warm titles spread through my body, that is how much I love this guy, I can't seem to have any sane thoughts with him around. I was just about to stretch my hand and caress his face when a warm smile erupted in his face, 

"Are you done ogling me?" he asked teasingly, making me blush so hard in embarrassment. He lunged forward in one swift move and he came towering on top of me, kissing me passionately despite my morning breath.

"You are driving me insane Hills, what have you done to me?" he murmured huskily as he kisses me so fiercely. He grabbed a hold of my hand and brought it down between us, wrapping my hand around his engorged bulge between his legs. He is as hard as a rock and I felt the thick veins protruding at the sides of his cock.

"I can't have enough of you, I lose every ounce of control when I'm with you, you bring out the best in me and you make me a happy man." He confessed in a husky tone that's filled with lust and desire.

"I want you too, Nate. I've loved you since the very first day I set my eyes on you. Merely looking at you makes me wet and horny,  I want you to make love to me, I want to feel you buried deep within my walls, even if it's going to be our last. " I told him truthfully, moving up to offer my lips to him for another passionate kiss.

We spent all morning in bed, making passionate love to each other, going at it over and over again until we were both drained and exhausted, or should I say until I was drained and exhausted because it turns out that Nathan is so insatiable, but he sure knows how to worship a girls body. My whole skin, starting from my neck downwards is covered with Hickeys and red dots from all his nipping and kissing and sucking. You would think I have such a terrible skin rash or something worse, but that doesn't mean that I didn't enjoy myself, I loved every moment of it, every fucking moment.

As we both went to shower, I discovered a different side of Nathan that no one else has ever seen. I can't believe that he hides this beautiful smile behind that frown that he always wears on his face. His smile is so amazing, so captivating. I wish he were really mine so I can see more of his beautiful smiles.

"Do you have any plans for today?" He asked me out of the blue when we came out from the bathroom making me squint my eyes as I gaze at him with curiosity. He laughed when he noticed my curious gaze,

"Stop looking at me that way, I just want to take you out for lunch, my love, that is if you would love to hang out with me of course." He added with a smile as he walked up to me, backing me up against the wall, pinning my body between the wall and his body. He tilted my chin and kissed me softly, making my knees to go soft as my nerves came alive once more as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back, matching his kisses with mine.

"Do you really want to be seen out there with me, that is certainly going to ruin your reputation you know." 

"What reputation?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Like you don't know you have a reputation for keeping a safe distance from every feminine gender." 

He raised a brow in amusement " You sound like you know so much about me Hilly, how long have you been my stalker?" he teased softly as his eyes danced with laughter.

"You have no idea," I responded with a smile.

"Get dressed my love. We're going to a place where no one knows either of us since someone happens to care so much about my reputation. I want us to have a long talk Hills, besides, I know how exhausted you will be after last night and this morning." He said teasingly, making me flashback to our passionate night, he totally drained me of every ounce of energy and I know for certain that he must be exhausted from exerting all his energy on giving me pleasure all night long and even this morning.

I wish I can return the favor, I had watched him as he brought me so much pleasure and countless orgasms, which was awesome by the way, but I would love to bring him as much pleasure as he brought me last night, bringing him so much pleasure and satisfaction. I haven't done it before, but I'm sure I can pull it off and make him happy. I want to also hear him moan out my name and groin out in absolute pleasure. But all that has got to wait. I need to get dressed so we can head out for lunch, I'm starving.

When I searched around to gather my clothes that were discarded on the floor, I realized that they weren't there anymore, neither was his. I saw him heading to a walking closet, so I followed behind him in hopes of finding my clothes there, maybe whoever he had called to change the mattress on the bed may have decided to also move the clothes to the closet. He walked into the closet and came out a few minutes later with a gift bag, stopping me in my tracks when he handed it to me.

"Here, you can wear this." He said with a smile, his voice words coming out in a husky baritone, making me shiver in delight. I took it with a smile, but my face scrunched up in disgust when I took in its content. Jealousy and anger take over as my hand touched a red silky gown that was so damn beautiful, from the price tag, I could tell that it is quite expensive. I know I shouldn't be angry and jealous over this, but I just couldn't control my emotions. 

"Gosh! What the hell is wrong with me?" I asked myself silently.

We've been together for only one night and I'm already being territorial. Call me an insecure bitch, but I don't really care. I know he had not gone out since we came in here, so how was he able to purchase all these things?

Am guessing he bought it for someone else and I just happen. To meet it here, or maybe a lady had left it here and he chose to get rid of it by giving them to me. That's so disgusting and infuriating. I just can't accept this gift. I know he is just trying to be nice, but this is totally unacceptable. I wondered who he had bought it for, I've never seen him with another girl before, maybe she is living here with him, that is why her clothes are here. I sneer in distaste while staring at the clothes in anger.

"What, you don't like it?" he furrows his brow at me in question as his eyes narrow in thoughtfulness. I guess he is wondering why I wouldn't love such a cute and expensive outfit, how do I tell him that I adore them but I can't bring myself to wear any of them because it belongs to another woman, not me.

"Did the cleaning lady move my clothes somewhere else? I would love to put on my gown, please ask her to bring it in." I responded calmly, ignoring the sad look on his face.

He sighs exasperatedly, "But this would look so good on you babe, it's so beautiful, I...

"I know it's beautiful, goddammit! 

I love and adore it, it's so soft and silky, and it's definitely my favored color. But I can't put on some cloth that you bought for someone else. I can't take something that belongs to another Lady." I spit the word, 'lady,' with a scornful look on my face.

He furrows his eyebrows and squint's his eye at me in thought though, He took one look at the frown on my face, and at the clothes and he burst into full-blown laughter as realization dawned on him. He stares back at me with a smirk as he takes a few steps closer to me, standing so close to me.

"Are you jealous?" he asks with a playful smile playing at the edge of his lips. 

Damn!

He is so cute.