Natalie

ALEJANDRO

I knocked on the door and waited. After a few minutes, it opened and Natalie stood on the other side.

She was dressed in sheer white and transparent lingerie that revealed what she wore inside—only a thong. The outlines of her perky breasts were visible under the moonlight. Her creamy thighs had a special gleam to them. Good thing I would soon be in their midst. Things were rocky between us, and I wanted to remind her that sex was what I needed her for. I still needed to find someone my father would approve of, but until then, I needed stress relief.

Seeing my eyes roam about her body, a smile appeared on her lips.

“Hey, lover boy,” she purred and put her hand on her hip in a pose that would put a supermodel to shame.

I walked into the living room, making myself comfortable on the sofa. A sigh escaped her lips, and she shut the door.

“Come on, you still aren’t mad at me.” She walked toward the table, making sure to add extra sway to her hips. She poured herself a glass of wine and raised it to her mouth.

“Are you?” She took a sip.

“What do you think?” I asked dryly.

“Come on, sweetie, I said I was sorry.” She pouted and sauntered toward me. “I don’t know what came over me that day.”

She straddled me and began to play with my hair.

“It was definitely not the drink,” I replied, my eyes drifting to her exposed cleavage. “Because you didn’t have any.”

“But the way that woman looked at you. It was as if she wanted to devour you.” Her voice was whiny—possessive. As if she’d ever have the right to possess me.

“Tina?” I asked with raised eyebrows. “Don’t lie to me, Nat. She wasn’t looking at me the way you imagined. If anything, she looked like she didn’t even want to be there in the first place. What you did was an act of immaturity. I expected better from you. I trusted you knew how to act.”

I was even more pissed as my mind flashed back to the event. The look of humiliation on Tina’s face bothered me. I felt responsible for her in a way that made me really uncomfortable.

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry,” Natalie purred. “I can’t believe that’s why you couldn’t come to my place yesterday. I was so disappointed. I guess you were that upset.”

“Were you expecting me to be pleased with you for spilling a drink on my employee?” I replied. “You realize that as my plus one for the event, your actions reflect on me.”

“I know. I was a naughty girl.” I saw a glint in her eyes, and her voice turned sultry. “Let me atone for my sins.”

She leaned downward and captured my lips in hers. The taste of the wine on her lips was intoxicating, and I couldn’t help but savor it. I felt her smile into the kiss, and I knew this was her intention all along. She liked to pick little fights so that we could make up. She said it made the sex better, and she was right. The sheer lingerie she wore wasn’t a coincidence. She had prepared for it.

I gasped into her mouth as I felt her grind into me. I slipped my hand underneath the lingerie and cupped her left breast. She moaned in pleasure.

My second hand joined the first and squeezed her second breast, pinching the nipple. She pulled out with her mouth open and made a gasp. I took advantage of her last moment of concentration and pulled down the top of her lingerie. Her exposed breast made its way to my eyes.

Her pointed nipples were inviting, and I accepted the invitation. I latched onto the left one and sucked on it hard, twirling it with my tongue and giving it soft bites. I liked the feel of it in my mouth.

I heard her hiss with pleasure and ground herself harder against my groin. I slipped my hands from her chest downward to her thighs and caressed them gently and slowly with my fingertips. My hands moved further up and slipped into her thong to their entrance. She was soaked to the core.

Minutes later, she screamed, and I felt my fingers bathed with her thick nectar.

“You never stop being good at this,” she said. “I was thinking about your hands all day. And your dick. You know what I want to do to you, don’t you?”

She placed a kiss on my temple, and her hands moved to my belt. I assisted her, and soon my lower body was exposed to the night breeze. She pulled back and stared at me with a devious gaze, licking her lips.

Leaning down, she got to work. I gasped as I felt her tongue slither around the head and tease the tip. After minutes of teasing, she took me into her mouth.

This was always the best way to relieve stress. I could have played chess with Tito or seen a movie with my father, but this was another level of bliss. And as childish and petty as this woman could be, she loved to fuck. And she was the best at it. At least for now. I threw my head back and gasped, letting out some words.

To my surprise, she pulled away. She stared at me with an expression of shock.

“What?” I looked down at her.

“You just called me Tina,” she said.

“What?” I frowned. “I didn’t.”

“Yes, you did.”

I was stunned. I’d said Tina’s name? Tina? I thought of her face now, and the white dress she’d been in yesterday. I thought of her backside as she sashayed out of my office after giving me a hard time about how I’d spoken to Tim. She was right to do that, and it only made me like her more, but I didn’t want her to see that.

I looked down at Natalie, who was still waiting for an explanation. I didn’t have any. And I sure as hell didn’t owe her one. Obviously, this moment was ruined.

“I have to go.” I stood up and pulled on my pants.

“But you just got here.”

“There’s work tomorrow,” I mumbled, making my way to the door.

“Alejandro, wait,” she said.

“I’ll see you later.” I didn’t spare her a glance and shut the door. Her frustrated cry could be heard from within, but I didn’t care. We weren’t in a relationship the last time I checked. It was simply friends with benefits. Now that I thought about it, her behavior at the party convinced me that she was thinking of crossing out of that neutral territory into something more serious.

No chance in hell.

I entered my car but didn’t make any effort to start the engine. I leaned back into my seat and took a deep breath. What is happening with me? Why did I have to call her name?

Why was Tina on my mind?