Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

Once Nathan's manicure was done, he sighed and said, "I suppose that now that you're done with my fingers, you're going to want to cut my toenails next...?"

"You're so smart," Crystal replied sarcastically. "Not! I wouldn't touch your smelly feet with a ten-foot pole!"

Nathan's eyes lit up when he heard that.

"So, can we start?"

Crystal pretended to think about it, and then she said, "I don't think it is a good idea. You have serious injuries, and you should not be overexerting yourself. We could still do it, but I would need to do all the work. To prevent your hands and legs from moving, I would have to tie you up. How does that sound?"

"It sounds great," Nathan replied. He was into BDSM, and she knew it.

Crystal nodded and encouraged him to lay spread-eagle so that she could bind him to the bed with her stockings. Once he was secured, she climbed on top of him, and she got a little surprise when his swollen member "Boop's" her between her butt cheeks. "What's this?" she chuckled. "You must really want me..."

"I do..." Nathan gasped.

"Well, maybe you will get me..." She smiled at him wickedly. "Eventually..."

"What does that mean?" Nathan asked nervously.

"You'll see," Crystal replied. The tables had turned, and finally, after all this time, it was her turn to torture him. For the next six hours, she dry-humped him, rubbing up against him until she had rubbed him raw and he was begging for her to f**k him already, or just stop. She was as relentless as he had been with her, though, and she showed him no mercy.

When she was finally finished, she was shocked to discover that he still wanted to make love to her. "Crystal," he moaned. "I'm waiting for you."

Crystal gave him a seductive smile, and she drew circles on his chest with her fingers. She looked into his eyes, and she felt like she was being drawn into them. It was inconceivable to her that he was still hard, but he was, and when she adjusted his manh**d, she was startled to discover that he was sopping wet. At first, thought that he had an orgasm, but then she realized that it was a vag*nal discharge. She had soaked through her clothes, and it was all over him. She could smell it, and it made her want to f**k him.

"Crystal, I want you..." Nathan's voice became hoarse.

Finally, Crystal gave in to her carnal nature. She bent down, kissed him on the chin, and said, "I want you too..."

Nathan's face turned cold, and he said, "Well, now it is your turn to want something and not be able to get it!"

"What is that supposed to mean?" Crystal asked. But as soon as the words came out, she understood everything. "f**k you!" she growled. "Didn't you say that you loved me?".

"I only remember the cost of your love," Nathan replied. "You love me, but you treat me badly..."

"I love you," Crystal cried. "But that doesn't mean that I want to be with you forever. You ask too much of me. Are you really going to deny me now?!?!"

"Poor baby!" Nathan mocked her. "It's not fun to be teased and denied and treated like an animal. Maybe you'll learn something from this!"

"Whatever," Crystal grumbled. She gave him one last look, and then she climbed off of him.

Nathan's eyebrows furrowed angrily. "You want to leave?" he asked.

Crystal nodded and said, "From now on, we will have nothing to do with each other." She smoothed her wrinkled dress and sighed. "Goodbye, Nathan."

"Do you think I'll let you go?" he shouted. He began to thrash about, and the stockings dug so hard into his wrists that he began to bleed. Finally, the nylon snapped, and he jumped out of bed.

Crystal was amazed, and by the time her brain had processed what had happened, he had stepped between her and the door. "Let me out!" she shouted.

"And why would I do that?" Nathan laughed. He picked her up and threw her back on the bed.

Crystal watched in amazement as a spring-loaded knife emerged from Nathan's watch. Her face turned white, and she thought - If he had this blade all along, why didn't he use it to free himself while he was being held captive in the castle?

Another thought occurred to her, and she said, "With all the devices hidden in that watch, you must be able to communicate with the outside world. You have been in touch with Vic all along, haven't you? Why didn't you ask him to save you?"

"I was too weak," Nathan admitted. "I had been shot, then dr*gged, and I wasn't thinking clearly. Furthermore, the watch is new. I didn't even think about it until much later.... and then I wanted to see what you would do to me if you thought that I was helpless."

"Don't I feel like a fool?" Crystal sighed.

Finally, everything made sense. "You pretended to be weak, and it gave you the opportunity to cheat Eric and steal my heart. Even after being exposed, you have lost nothing, and I am still stuck in your trap. You are quite the evil genius!"

Nathan smirked.

"And I can see that you are quite proud of yourself too," Crystal added.

"Indeed, I am!" Nathan exclaimed. He pressed his body against hers and said, "This turned out better than I could have ever hoped it would. Who would have guessed that after escaping, you would send someone back to rescue me? That was a real shocker for me!"

Crystal clenched and unclenched her fists at her sides, "So, you are triumphant? So what? At the end of the day, you are still alone!"

"It never would have ended this way if we had fucked." Nathan sighed and said, "What I did was very stupid. Crystal, do you know that I am very angry at myself right now?"

"Good!" Crystal spat on the ground. "But I am way angrier than you are!"

Nathan gave her a skeptical look. "Oh, Really? If that is so, why don't we vent our anger together?"

"Let me go!" Crystal growled. "You had your chance, and you blew it!"

Crystal was so annoyed that she accidentally punched him on his chest.

Nathan began to tremble as he clutched the place where she had hit him, and a moan escaped her lips. Realizing that she had hit his wound, Crystal tried to retract her hand, but he grabbed it. Then he grabbed her other hand and lifted them both above her head. Next, He tore open the bow-shape strap on her waist and tied her to the bed.

"No!" Crystal began to cry.

"You want it," whispered Nathan. "Don't bother saying you don't."

Crystal glowered at him and cursed. "Nathan Davis!" she hissed. "You are a real jerk!"

Nathan leaned over, kissed her on the lips, and said, "I may be a jerk, but I'm your jerk!"

"Get off of me!" Crystal shouted. "I hate you!"

"From now on, if you say that you hate me, I will know that you are trying to say that you love me." His eyes glowed. "I know how you like to play The Opposite Game."

"f**k off!"

Nathan grinned and said, "If you tell me to f**k off, it means that you want me....."