Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

Nathan lowered his head to kiss Crystal, but just before their lips touched, she slipped her hand between them. She ran her finger playfully across his lips, smiled, and said, "Don't forget our one-month agreement. You promised me that you'd be good? Can you keep your word?"

Nathan's heart sank, and a frown appeared on his face. His hand lowered, and he lifted her shirt to touch the soft flesh between her bra and her pants, lingering on her cute little belly button. He slipped his hand into her pants and sighed as his fingers touched her soft, sparse pubic hairs. No, he told himself - Be strong. "You are literally killing me," he said as he pulled his hand out of her pants.

"Not literally," Crystal scoffed. "Surely, not literally. You will live. I promise!"

I could take her by force at any time - Nathan reminded himself - but as much as I want her cunt, I want her heart even more! He stared into her stubborn eyes, and his desire to conquer her increased ten-fold. "Before this month is over," he said, "You'll be begging to have me.. You won't be able to restrain yourself. You'll see!"

Crystal smirked and said, "We'll see." Despite her show of attitude, she hadn't expected him to control himself, and she was quite relieved. Nathan did have a point, though. He was good-looking and charming, and at times he was able to put a spell on her so that her body responded to him even when her brain did not want it to. Her biggest fear was that she would give in to him, get pregnant, and have to be a mother at such a young age. After all, she was still going through puberty.

Crystal could feel Nathan's swollen member pressed hard against her pubic mound, and she asked, "Does it hurt when it gets all big and hard like that? I... I am just curious," She stammered after questioning him.

Nathan sighed and said, "He's a beast. After that, he'll calm down, but right now, he's very angry."

Crystal tilted her head, gave Nathan a serious look, and said, "If you can't stand it, you can always say Uncle. Besides, it's not good for your health to restrain yourself for too long."

Nathan snickered and said, "I said you wouldn't be able to restrain yourself, but I didn't expect you to change so quickly." He pressed down harder on her with his swollen member and began to rock up and down, applying more pressure to her wet core, and she moaned as he dry-humped her. "If you want me to break my promise, I can, but you will have to accept the consequences. Woman, you're playing with fire again,"

Crystal was quiet for a while after that, and Nathan continued to hump her. He brought his hand up under her shirt and grasped her breasts, and he was surprised to discover that she wasn't wearing a bra at all. He caressed her breasts, squeezed them, and teased her nipples. Occasionally, Crystal moaned, and she appeared to be lost in the pleasure of his touch, but she was still thinking, considering her options.

Nathan smiled as he pleasured her. Finally, he thought she would have to accept that they were doomed to be together after this! He watched her closely, and as he brought her to climax, he slowly pulled the band-aid off of her wounded hand. The three-centimeter-long cut had begun to heal, but the skin around it was white where the adhesive had been, and it occurred to him that she must have gotten it wet.

Crystal frowned and pulled her hand away. He had stopped humping her, but she wasn't done with him yet, so she gripped his buttocks and thrust her pubis against the beast. "Don't stop," she cried. "Please, don't stop!"

"No!" Nathan snapped. He pushed her away and rolled off of her. Then, without another word, he went into the bathroom to get the First Aid Kit. When he returned, he found Crystal in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. From his angle, she looked adorable and much more like the child that she had been just a few short years ago than the young adult he imagined she would one day be. Her cherub-like lips were slightly parted, and she was pouting. More than anything, she reminded him of being an over-tired adolescent trying to solve a particularly tricky equation.

Nathan walked to the side of the bed, touched her palm, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Crystal shook her head.

Nathan smiled and put down the medicine box. First, he sterilized her wound with alcohol, and then he applied Polysporin. As he was doing this, she said, "I'd like to ask you something, but you need to promise to tell the truth. Can you do that?"

The question had been begging to be asked for a long time, but until now, Crystal hadn't dared bring it up. On the one hand, she was afraid that he wouldn't tell her the truth. But, on the other hand, he was afraid that he would tell her the truth, but she wouldn't like it.

"What is it?" Nathan asked.

"It's nothing..." Crystal replied.

Based on her hesitant attitude, Nathan guessed that she must be trying to ask him something that she was uncertain about, so he didn't push her.

After a while, Crystal looked away, and tears began to run down her face. "Why did my mom kill herself?" she cried. "They say she was depressed, but she wasn't! She was happy! Or at least she seemed to be... was she actually depressed, but I was too much of a selfish brat to notice?"

Nathan sighed. He knew this day would come, but he was caught off guard because he hadn't expected it to arrive so soon. He finished dressing Crystal's wound, and then he gave her the First Aid Kit. "Here," he said. "Put this away first, and then we'll talk."

Crystal took the box and ran it into the bathroom.