The L Word (Lust or Love)

Chapter Fourteen

Siara was in daze when she woke up from her dreadful sleep. She felt like she had a nightmare, a very bad one. In the nightmare she clearly saw and felt her boss was force himself to her for having s*x. His touch, his kiss, his skin. She remembered it so well how it was and she shivered. That was a very bad dream she don't want to repeated. She got up from the duvet then lean her back and head on the headboard. She looked at surrounding then confused.

She was in Jonathan's room!

What the f**k am I doing in here? Her thought scream.

Then her hand moved to her core, felt the soreness. But there wasn't. It clicked her, she was not had s*x with him. Then why were she in his apartment?

She looked underneath the duvet then she saw she was in Jonathan's big shirt. She confused. What the hell happened to her? She remembered she was in the event her company held. She didn't felt sore, so she was not having s*x. She remembered too that she doesn't drank alcohol, not a single sip. She sober enough for the event yesterday evening.

Then she heard the bathroom door was open and Jonathan came out from there. He just took a shower. Siara could saw it how droplet of water still glistening in his naked chest. His damp hair. And most of all the towel that hung loosely on his hips so the trail of 'V' line that lead to his shaft was seen. Even though it was not the first time she saw him like this, still she got blushed by the sight. She looked to the white duvet under her to cover her embarrassment. Jonathan couldn't help but his lips put up into a smirk. She was still behave like a innocent girl who was like her first time to saw a man in this state.

"Good morning." He greeted her.

"Morning." She cast a genuine smile.

"Sleep well?" He asked as he marched to his cupboard to picked up a black sweatpants.

She silent for a bit until Jonathan looked back again to her. He saw in her face and her eyes, she felt confused.

"Um, not really." She took a deep breath, "What happened to me? Why am I in your apartment?"

Jonathan put his hands on his hips, "You don't remembered?"

She shook her head lightly, "Um, no I guess."

Jonathan walked to his walk-in closet again then got out from it with something Siara familiar with in his hand. He looked up to her.

"You remembered this?"

Siara gasped when she saw her dress from yesterday evening was torn apart. Then her nightmare seemed to came alive on her mind. It wasn't a dream. Nick was really forced himself to her. Her nice and bubbly boss. Without she realized, tears ran down to her face. Her sobbed was uncontrollable. Jonathan was running to her, drop her torn dress. He hugged her tightly to calm her. Her body was shook. He stroked her back slowly, soothing nice words to her. After a while, her cried was slow down. Jonathan kissed from her temple, run down to her eyes, to her nose, to her cheeks, then to her lips. Jonathan kissed Siara slowly, just to made her calm a bit. She kissed him back. Kissed him was not disgust her. She felt safe on his embrace.

As the time flies by, their kissed was became more demand. She moaned between their kissed, her head felt dizzy. Jonathan kiss was like a drug to her. Something she couldn't live without now. He bit her lower lip, asked for a permission to entered her mouth. She gladly gave it to him. His tongue darted to her mouth, tasting her. He groaned when he felt both their tongue was playing and fighting. He absolutely loving it. He pushed the hem of his shirt that Siara's wearing, stroking his fingers to her thigh. She was shivering because of it. Each of his touched made Siara forgot the bad dream she just had. It was really nice having him beside her.

"Jonathan." She said between their kisses.

He pushed her body so her back was laying down on his bed, without broke their kissed. He began trail down his kisses to her jaw and to her neck. He surely couldn't got enough of her smell. Her sweet strawberry smell on her skin and her hair. He became addicted to her signature. Jonathan nipped her breast through her shirt, made Siara couldn't hold the pleasure. He played with her n****e without opened her shirt. The erect sensitive nub was peaking underneath the shirt. She moaned loudly through the pleasure. She put both her legs between his hips. She wanted to felt him more closely. Jonathan's finger hooked to her panty, discarded the material. His other hand shuffling through his nightstand searched for condom.

He got up from hovered her then strip his sweatpants. His c**k stood proudly. Siara licked her lip at how big his shaft was. She stared to his c**k while his hand covered it with the latex. His eyes darted to her face. He smirked to her.

"You want that, my goddess?" She nodded, "What's the password?"

She gasped and then moaned couldn't answered him when his two fingers dipped to her dripping wet v****a.

"Siara." He called her with stern voice, "What's the password?"

"God, Jonathan! Please!"

His fingers still played with her entrance then to her c**t, teased her.

"Please what, Siara?"

"Please, I need you inside me!" She moaned, "I want you inside me now!"

"I'm already inside you, my goddess." He teased her more.

She moaned at the pleasure, "Your c**k Jonathan! Your big co-"

Siara screamed pleasure when Jonathan with one fast thrust, inside of her wet core. He groaned at her tightness. Even after so many s*x they had, her core was still tight like it was the first time he f****d her. He rammed his hips fast to her. Both their moaned of pleasure soon filled the air. Her stomach began to clenched, so does inside of her v****a. Jonathan realize this. He picked up his pace so they could came together. The raw of her pleasure face was enough to put him on the edge.

"We've come together, Siara. Don't you dare come first." He ordered her.

With few final thrusts, they both screamed in pleasurable climax they long forgotten.

-******-

"I can't believe he did that. I can't..."

After their s*x, like always, they cuddling on his bed. Siara felt content on Jonathan's arms. She know they were only f**k buddy, but he doesn't treated her like a w***e. And that's why she liked to had s*x with him. He treated her well, unlike Julian.

"It's okay,Siara, you're safe now. You're safe with me." Jonathan soothed her.

Her finger made a circle to his naked chest, "Thank you."

"For what, my goddess?"

"For saved me." She looked into his eyes, "If it weren't for you, I'm sure-"

She didn't finished her sentence as Jonathan shut her mouth with his sweet kiss. Then his eyes were bore to her.

"I would protect you, Siara. It was felt like I should." He grinned.

She moved to hugged him, "Still, thank you for saved me."

"Of course, Siara, for you." He hugged her back tightly, wanted her to know she was safe with him now.

It was true to what she said. Siara was relieved when Nick forced his way to her then Jonathan came at the right time. If he was too late, she couldn't even explained it how the feel was. Her mind still confused though. Why Nick did that? What was on his mind actually? Siara remembered he said he was waited for that moment to came. Is it her boss saw her with lust?

But their relationship, their banter back and forth was innocent to her. True there was some flirt along the way they know each other. But Nick know every detail of relationships Siara had with every man. Including her life s*x and the wild one with Julian. He even gave her his wisdom as he was mature enough with the situation. But Siara couldn't comprehend how her friendship with Nick was came this way. With him forcing himself to her. She needed an explanation. She needed to know why. Siara released her hug then sit in front of Jonathan with her eyes closed. The man saw her every move. He raised his eyebrow as his gaze was fell to her chest that rose and fell because of her breath. He know she wanted to told him something. But he just waited on her. Siara opened her eyes and looked straight to his eyes. She made up her mind.

"Jonathan?"

"Yes?"

"I know you saved me yesterday, you gave me a nice hospitality, you even treated me well and I can't thank you enough for that." She said.

Jonathan cast a small smile, "Anything for the beautiful lady."

She smiled to his praised, "But I need a favor to ask."

"And that would be?"

She sucked a deep breath. She know this was going to be hard.

"I want to meet with Nick again." He looked at her with surprised expression, "And I want that today."