MIDNIGHT Bride The CEO's TEMPTATION

Nathan looked at the topless pictures of himself on Crystal's phone and laughed. "So what?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will upload them to my Instagram account?" Crystal asked.

Nathan smirked and said, "If you do, then you will have to explain why you were in a car with a half-naked man, and you will face more ridicule than I will!"

Crystal was surprised by Nathan's quick answer. She sat silently back in her seat and pouted all the way back to the house. As the car was stopped in front of the yard, Nathan gently touched her hand, and then he clamped his fingers tightly around her wrist. He stared into her eyes and said, "The past is over. It is better. to look forward to the future and enjoy the present."

Crystal tried to pull her hand away, and when he wouldn't let her go, she began to panic. Even if he got away from him, now that they were home, there was nowhere for her to go, and if he wanted to force himself on her, she would not be able to escape. Even God can't help me now-she realized, and she swallowed softly. Crystal smiled gently and asked Nathan if he wanted her to get him a shirt, but he said, "No. Don't bother. I would just have to take it off, so why would I put one on?"

Crystal: "Don't you know how charming you are when you're fully dressed? And besides, it's more fun to put clothes on than to take them off. Furthermore…"

Nathan: "Furthermore, what?"

Crystal: "Furthermore, I'm very good at… at... taking clothes off."

Nathan: "Ah."

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Once they were inside, Nathan led Crystal to his bedroom. He laid down on his bed, on his back, and pulled Crystal on top of him. He looked at her excitedly and said, "Let's get started." Crystal: "Get started?"

Nathan forced Crystal's hand to Armani's belt around his waist and said, "You said that you're good at taking off clothes, and now you have to prove it!"

With no other options at her disposal, Crystal undid the clasp on Nathan's belt. Once it was open, she looked at him nervously, and he nodded his head. "Go on," he prompted.

Crystal's hands trembled a little, and as she pulled the zipper on his pants down, her fingers brushed along the length of his stiff manhood, and she pulled away as a reflex. Nathan didn't give her a chance to retreat properly, though. He leaned into her and kissed her lips, and while she was distracted, he grabbed her hands and subdued her. Crystal struggled, but Nathan was too strong, and she could not escape.

Nathan's kiss was fierce and domineering, and Crystal had to admit that he had an excellent technique. Even if she had never kissed a man before, she would have been able to recognize his superiority. Crystal's head began to spin, and she lost all sense of time. Eventually, though, the kiss did end, and by that time, she had no idea if the saliva in her mouth was hers or his.

Crystal had given up struggling, and she lay softly on Nathan's body. She stared at him for a long while. She felt lost - as if she were in a trance, and she was utterly fascinated by his natural smile.

Nathan gripped Crystal's buttocks and raised his hips so that she could feel every inch of him as he pressed his girth hard against her mons pubis. Crystal shuddered, but she didn't pull away, and Nathan gave her a curious look. "Are you afraid of seeing it?"

"Yes, I am afraid," she admitted.

Nathan looked into Crystal's innocent eyes.

He patted her butt and said, "If you don't want to continue, then get up. We can stop here for today."

Crystal uttered a sigh of relief when she heard Nathan's words. She quickly got up, but as her feet hit the ground, a thought occurred to her. She turned to Nathan and said, "You said that if I performed well, you would forgive Mr. Ford. Have I performed well for you?"

"Of course," Nathan replied, and as he said this, he suddenly realized that Crystal was a complete mystery to him. She was sometimes choleric, sometimes sultry, sometimes cute, and occasionally stubborn. Most women were unpredictable and given to quick changes in moods, but, in that regard, Crystal was worse than any woman he had ever met- and she was full of surprises!

Crystal went into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of milk. She offered Nathan one, but he said, "I don't drink milk. Could you make some coffee, though?"

Crystal smiled meekly, and she lowered her head. "Yes, my lord. I'll make it for you."

Nathan looked at Crystal's breasts and said, "Wait. I want you to drink the milk first. And put a lot of sugar in it. Milk is good for you. You should be drinking more of it. And when you make my coffee, don't forget that I like it cold!"

Crystal picked up the glass of milk on the table, added five spoons full of sugar, and brought it to her mouth. After taking a sip, she said, "The taste is so sweet that I can practically feel my teeth preparing to fall out."

Nathan nodded, and Crystal obediently drank the rest of the milk. After that, she hurriedly drank several glasses of water to get the taste out of her mouth. After that, Crystal prepared a pot of coffee for Nathan. When it was done, she filled a mug with ice cubes and poured the coffee over them. It was the first time that she had met someone who liked iced coffee, so she wanted to make sure there was enough ice.

Crystal brought Nathan his coffee, but he didn't drink right away. Instead, he raised his head from his notebook and said, "I am hungry."

Crystal clenched and unclenched her fists. "Okay," she said. "I'll cook for you." Before she could leave, though, Nathan grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her onto his lap. 

She was shocked, and she tried to get away, but he wouldn't let her go. "Aren't you hungry?" she asked him. "What do you want to eat?"

Nathan: "You."

Crystal: "..."

Nathan: "Just stay like this for a while." Crystal quit resisting, and Nathan slowly loosened his grip on her wrist. She glared at him, but he paid her no mind. His attention had returned to his notebook and his lesson preparations.

After a while, Crystal's gaze softened, and she began to appreciate Nathan's handsome face for what it was. She finally understood why so many women were so eager to be with him - why they were so crazy about him. If it weren't for his tricks, few people would be able to resist his charm.

Nathan seemed to feel her eyes on him, and his focus shifted back to her.

Crystal's face turned red, and she looked away. She noticed for the first time that he'd cleaned up his study, but without the things she'd broken, the room seemed strangely empty. She looked at the paintings on the wall. Their style was mature and smooth, and the transition between the shades of colors was extraordinarily natural and stunning. She looked at the bottom left corner of one of them and saw Nathan's name printed there, and she was startled. Is Nathan a painter? - she wondered. She thought about it for a moment and realized that if he was, it made sense. After all, if he wasn't good at music and art, how could he have won the heart of a rich woman like her mother? - It seems that I have underestimated him!

Gradually, Crystal's eyelids began to feel heavy.. She rested her head on Nathan's shoulder, and without meaning to, she fell asleep.