Becoming Mrs Prescott

Crossing Boundaries

Mia’s POV

Not saying a word, I started walking back to him, unbuttoning my chiffon blouse. “Mia, what are you doing?” Nathan’s voice was sharp, but there was a hint of curiosity.

“What does it look like I am doing?” I shot back, my voice trembling slightly. I continued unbuttoning till my bra-clad chest was exposed in a full glare.

Nathan’s eyes brightened with a mix of surprise and desire. “You know the consequences of this action of yours, don’t you?”

Finally taking off my blouse, my skirt followed suit and within a blink, I was left standing naked right in front of my boss, with just a small bra with cups size barely enough to hold my voluptuous oranges and a thong merely covering my womanhood.

I kicked off my shoes, so I could maintain my balance as the effect of the alcohol was still taking its full course on me and fueling my silly act that I didn't care about at the moment, if I were to be frank.

“You know you would get…”

“Get fired?” I sharply cut in, “I don't care about that.”

His eyes roamed over my body, and I saw the desire burning in them. I dropped to my knees, taking his towel off and freeing his rod-like length placed perfectly in between his legs. I looked up at him, seeing the approval in his eyes, I proceeded to take his little man in my mouth, his soft groans immediately filling the air.

He tangled his fingers in my head, guiding me as I suckled on him, feeling him growing even harder. I went on with the drill for a little while, my head moving in and out at a steady pace till he exploded with a deep groan.

Seeing how rigid I had made him look, I rose to my feet, pressing my body against his. He wasted time in lifting and carrying me to the bedline, a possessed man. I giggled, the alcohol certainly making me bolder and carefree.

Nathan climbed on top of me once on the bed, his eyes dark with desire. “You are beautiful, Mia,” he whispered, his voice husky, “I’ve wanted you for so long.”

I don't know if he was talking about my beauty just to get in between my legs, but I didn't care. After all, I was giving him my body and not my heart, so there would be nothing for him to break. Just him shifting my womb tonight.

“Then take me,” I whispered back, my voice breathy with anticipation.

He entered me with a powerful thrust, eliciting a moan from deep within me. “Damn! Why so tight?” he groaned, his movements becoming more urgent. “Your feeling” he paused and slammed me more, “It's incredible.”

“Go harder,” I urged, my nail digging into his back, “I want every inch of you in me, I want all of you.”

“Come on baby, say that again for me,” he spoke softly into my ears, filling me with a tickling sensation and something else I am not going to be descriptive about.

Nathan didn't hold back, he rode me continuously with a fierce passion like a horse rider riding his white spotless horse into the battlefield. The thought of me being his horse gave me a sense of satisfaction, one that I had never felt in all my life of being stuck up with Evan. Lila was right about how there were better rides out there for me to catch, but I was just being stupid, and I was only just realizing it.

“I want you to know that you are mine tonight,” He growled, “Every inch of me is yours and every inch of you is kind for the night,” he added he and slammed me harder.

“Yes, Nathan, yes,” I cried out, my voice tinged with giggles, feeling the heat building within me. We continued moving together at a fevered rhythm, our bodies slick and slimy with sweat and desires.

We spent the night exploring each other's bodies, each touch and kiss more intense than the last. When we finally collapsed in each other’s arms, I felt a strange mix of both satisfaction and confusion flushing through me. This night had been unexpected, something I had fantasized about for the longest but didn't think it would ever happen. Despite the strangeness of the night, I couldn't deny the pleasure it brought.

As I lay there, wrapped in Nathan’s embrace, the reality of my situation started to sink in as the alcohol gradually wore off with the night. Tomorrow is certain to bring new challenges and complications, but for now, I was going to allow myself to savor the moment and let tomorrow worry about itself.

Underneath the sheet of pleasure that I felt, was a considerable amount of regret lurking around. My greatest regret was sticking to that Douchebag, all in the name of love and all in the name of keeping myself for just one man who didn't deserve to see my underwear.

I have wasted the three years of my life and I know throwing myself at men, even at my crush, wouldn't make any difference, but then I was ready to step out and leave my life without getting attached in any way. Just like now, I am going to sneak away at dawn, with no feeling attached, and no looking back for a moment. This was the path I have chosen to embark on, use people to satisfy myself, and I am going to embrace this path because I know then I would have anything to lose.

Soon, after much thought about my life and what I had just let myself into, I drifted off to sleep, allowing Nathan’s crisp snore to lure me further into the dreamland.