Chapter 13

Paige looked at Nathaniel's torso and raked her hands over his chest to his abs. He shuddered and growled, moving his mouth back to hers. He lifted her off the wall and moved over to his desk, shoving everything on it off and onto the floor before gently placing Paige onto the edge. Paige broke their kiss again, nibbled his left ear and proceeded to kiss, nibble and suck on his neck.

Nathaniel was beside himself. Within minutes he had gone from terrified of Paige leaving to being elated that he was kissing her. Her mouth had felt so perfect against his and she tasted so delicious he wanted to kiss every part of her, worshipping the goddess before him. When she nibbled his ear and started kissing his neck, he struggled to not come right on the spot. He was very worried that if he said too much he would break whatever spell that was occurring.

The fire that Paige felt in her body was not quelled by removing Nathaniel's shirt. It merely stoked the flames. His hands had moved from her butt to her waist and she felt his thumbs circling the skin that was exposed from her sweater riding up. She moved her mouth back to his and he immediately nibbled her bottom lip. Her mouth opened, allowing his tongue entry again. She moaned softly as his tongue toyed with hers. He was such a good kisser. Paige felt as though she was putty in his hands, as she rubbed her hands up and down his torso. She pulled away to take a breath and he put his face on the side of hers so that their checks were touching.

"Stick out your tongue for me, baby," he whispered.

Paige moved her head to look at him confused but she was still half dazed, so she complied with his request. Her tongue exited her mouth and he immediately met it with his. His tongue massaged hers and she heard the wet sounds coming from their union. Paige's cheeks reddened and then Nathaniel engulfed her tongue with his mouth and sucked on it. She heard a lewd moan escape her lips that shocked her and she heard Nathaniel growl again.

Paige felt like she was on fire. She moved her hands from his gorgeously carved chest to her waist and grabbed the edge of her sweater. She started to lift it up but Nathaniel's hands found hers and held them in place. His mouth disconnected from hers.

Nathaniel didn't want to stop, but he was so scared of losing Paige that he wanted to, for once in his life, be a gentleman. They hadn't been on a date. They weren't an official couple. He didn't want her to think that he thought of her as a one night stand. He actually felt something for her. Now, he wasn't sure what it was, but it was there. He gave her forehead a kiss and then placed his forehead on hers. She tried to kiss him again but he pulled away slightly.

"Paige, before we go further, please, baby, let me take you out on a date," he said huskily.

It was as if Paige snapped out of a trance. Her anger from before came back. Or maybe it was anger that Nathaniel had stopped? She didn't know. What she did know is that she crossed the professional boundary that she had always maintained throughout her entire career. She was having a crisis of morals and this man was like a devil tempting her. She was mad at him but she was even more angry with herself for giving into the temptation.

"I should go," Paige said, gently pushing him away. Her fingertips making contact with his deliciously golden skin caused her to shudder, but she overcame the feeling. Nathaniel stepped back and offered a hand for her to get up, but she didn't take it. Touching him only led to her rationality leaving her.

"I won't keep you if you want to go, baby, but can we please talk about this?" Nathaniel pleaded. "I can tell you're upset but if you let me explain then I think it would help."

"Nathaniel, my head is a mess right now. I'm so sorry that I crossed the line in regards to our business deal. I think we should let our proxies deal with it so that it's kept professional," Paige said mournfully. She felt tears prickling at the corners of her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Paige, baby, sweetheart, please talk to me. We can do whatever you'd like with the business deal. Hell, I would buy you a dozen homeless shelters if that's what you wanted. But please just talk to me." Nathaniel was on the verge of getting on his knees before her. He felt like an idiot and he would do literally anything to make this woman smile at him again.

"Not everything is a problem that you can just throw money at to fix, but considering the level of privilege you enjoy on a daily basis, I can see why that would be your default solution," Paige said in a biting voice. "Please let me leave. I'm tired."

Nathaniel reached over her, excruciatingly close to touching her again, pushed a button behind her on the desk. "Bring Paige's car to the front," he said in an authoritative voice, then glanced at Paige's scowling face and quickly added "Please."

Paige started moving towards the door and Nathaniel quickly followed, opening it for her.

"I'll walk you out, Paige," he said.

"Like that?" she said incredulously.

He looked down at himself and chuckled. His shirt was billowed open and his erection was bulging through his pants. But, he didn't care what his staff thought of him. "I'm not embarrassed to walk through my home like this," he said with a small smile.

Paige felt jealous. He had maids! And other female staff! She didn't want their eyes wandering over him. "I mind," she said sternly. "I don't want anyone else seeing you like this."

Nathaniel smiled at Paige. He liked this possessive side of her. "Hold on a moment, then. You'll get lost trying to leave on your own. I'll put some clothes on." He quickly moved towards a set of double doors next to the office and came back out less than a minute later wearing a robe.

Paige wasn't thrilled but it would have to do. He led her through his home to the front door and opened the door for her. Her car was outside, and Arthur was holding her blazer and a box. Before she could go to him, Nathaniel touched her arm. She spun around to look at him and he was so close. Their lips could touch if either of them moved a centimeter closer.

"I'll call you tomorrow," he said, pecking the corner of her mouth. He backed away and Paige moved her hand to her mouth in a daze and tried to walk down his front stairs without falling. She managed to reach Arthur, who handed her car keys to her. He then opened her passenger door, placed her blazer and the box inside and closed it before moving to the driver's side and opening that door. She got in her car, glanced at Nathaniel and drove down the road, away from his estate.