MIDNIGHT Bride The CEO's TEMPTATION

Everyone turned to Crystal, and they began to demand a toast. They banged their fists on the table in unison and shouted, "Toast! Toast! Toast! Toast!"

Amy handed Crystal a glass of wine, and she accepted it nervously. She lifted it in the air and said, "A toast to Professor Davis," but Nathan refused to raise his glass.

Owen looked up at Crystal and said, "Nathan won't accept your toast."

Crystal: "Why?"

Owen: "Because you are a woman."

The room went silent, and Amy smirked. She was unable to hide her pride or her feelings of victory over Crystal. Amy watched as Crystal stood awkwardly with her glass held in the air, and because Nathan didn't raise his glass, no one else raised theirs either.

No one understood why Nathan wouldn't drink. Just as Crystal began to put the glass down, though, Nathan took it from her, and he drained it in one long sip. Everyone gasped. He had just told everyone that he didn't accept toasts from women, so this made no sense.

A million questions ran through Crystal's mind: First, the dress, and now the Toast; why does he keep helping me? Does this have something to do with my Mother's legacy? Or with our marriage? Or... something else entirely?

Crystal stood behind Nathan, and she was

thinking about this problem when she heard him say, "It's getting late. I'm going to go now. Have fun, you guys."

Nathan left the room, and Crystal and Tiffany followed him. Once they were out of the private room and the door had been closed behind them, Nathan stopped. He turned to Tiffany and said, "You are free to go. I will ensure that Miss Smith gets home safely."

Tiffany frowned. She did not appreciate being dismissed so casually, but she had no recourse other than to do as she'd been directed. "Fine," she muttered. She turned to Crystal and said, "I had a good time with you tonight. I'll see you at school."

Crystal said goodbye, and once Tiffany was gone, Nathan turned to Crystal and said, "I was surprised when you introduced yourself as my student. I didn't realize that you liked being my student so much!"

Nathan took two steps towards Crystal. She took two backwards and quickly found herself pressed against one of the restaurant's walls. A cold feeling came upon her when she realized that she had nowhere to go. Crystal pressed her palms against the wall and looked up at Nathan stubbornly. She looked him in the eyes and said, "I thought the idea of being with a student might excite you."

Nathan rested his hand on top of her head. He looked down on her, smiled, and said, "Don't you think that having a sweet young thing like you as a wife is all the excitement I need?"

Crystal was surprised when she realized how tall Nathan was. He was so tall that she had to look up at him. She tried to return his smile, and she said, "Although it's exciting, I still haven't adapted to our new relationship yet."

Nathan shrugged his shoulders and said, "We have enough time for you to adapt. I'm not in a hurry. I will wait a lifetime if that's what it takes."

When Crystal Heard these words, her toes curled up nervously, and her whole body trembled. Her face remained calm, though. "A lifetime is a long time," she said. "Who can say what will happen?" After Crystal finished speaking, she tried to push Nathan away, but he refused to budge - and instead of moving away, which is what she wished that he would do, he pressed his body against hers so that she was sandwiched between him and the wall.

Crystal's heart began to beat faster. Suddenly, an idea occurred to her. She took a deep breath and said, "Professor Davis, do you! want to make love to me right here?"

Nathan: "What if I say yes?"

Crystal: "Then we should. Why not?"

Nathan grinned wolfishly, and Crystal felt his manhood grow hard against her. She looked at the waiters nervously as they came and went. She had assumed that he wouldn't want to have sex in a public place. But what if I was wrong? - she thought as she realized that she very well could be.

Nathan put his hands against the wall, one on either side of her head. He had a fearless expression on his face, and his smile was playful. He said, "Kiss me."

Crystal: "What?"

Nathan: "We've never had sex before, so I'd like you to kiss me first."

Crystal's face turned red. She felt trapped, and not just by the wall but by her own innuendo. She retreated a little, pursing her lips in shame. She didn't want to take the next step.

Nathan: "Oh? Are you afraid?"

Crystal: "I'm not afraid. I just don't want to." Nathan stared at Crystal intently, and she felt as if he could see into her soul. "No," he said, "You are afraid."

"I am not," Crystal said, and before he could argue his point, she stepped up on her tiptoes and pressed her lips to his. She had meant it to be a chaste kiss, but before she could pull away, he had the back of her head in the palm of his hands, and he held her close to him. He opened her mouth with the force of his kiss, and he pressed his tongue past her teeth.

This is nice - Crystal realized, but her body would not allow her to enjoy the moment. As he kissed her, she began to panic. She felt like all of the oxygen in her body had been plundered by him. She had only kissed him to prove a point, but it had not been a point worth proving because Nathan had no scruples. Not only that, but he was a very experienced man, and if something didn't happen quickly, it was very likely that he would fuck her right there, up against the wall, for the whole world to see.

Crystal tried to calm down so that she could

think clearly. Nathan had his left hand around her waist, and his right one was on her left breast, above her shirt, cupping the fatty tissue, squeezing, and playing. She struggled against him, but he paid her no mind. In fact, he seemed to find pleasure in distress, and his kisses intensified.

He is going to assault me - Crystal realized - right here, with all of these people watching!