CEO's Runaway Mate and Her Cubs

Semi-smut content.

«Do you trust me?» Nate asked.

Lara nodded, even though her face was crossed by a shadow.

«It's not that I don't trust you, Nate. I'm just... Not yet certain about myself. It's too soon, and...»

«I know, Lara. I'm not asking you to do anything you don't want. I will respect your will, and I agree about taking it slow. We were too hasty the first time, and it brought us apart for years. This time, we should build our relationship brick by brick. That's why I'm asking you whether you trust me about this.

I will stop if you tell me to stop, and it won't make me feel rejected or sad. And I will also trust you to tell me right away, Lara.»

She blinked, realising that it was an important moment. She could say no and try another time. Nate said he wouldn't feel rejected... But was it true?

Also, her body wanted to kiss more. To touch each other. Was it so wrong to let loose for once? Moreover, Nate would ensure not to cross any line.

«I trust you,» she repeated. «And I know you won't hurt me, Nate.»

«So, is it yes?» he inquired.

«It is. But... What do you want to do?»

«I want to kiss you,» he said in a light tone as if he was talking about breakfast or bills. As if it wasn't a private, embarrassing moment.

«Yes? Okay,» Lara replied, her cheeks burning and her knees trembling. Thank goodness she was sitting!

«To kiss you whole!» he added, pecking her cheek and slipping down on her neck. «Until you say no.»

She yelped, taken back and excited at the same time.

Nate pushed her down on the bed, lying by her side not to bother her frail body with his weight. The bed wasn't large, which meant they were pretty close. He tried pulling her shirt up, and, seeing no resistance, he helped her take it off.

«You too,» she whined, not willing to be the only one naked.

She pulled his shirt apart, paying no attention to the buttons flying around. She touched his chest, finally, and felt the vibrant muscles under his skin. His broad shoulders were soon uncovered, and the shirt was sent flying to some dark corner.

Lara pushed on Nate's chest, trying to overturn him. She straddled him, leaving trails of wet kisses on his chest and up towards his neck. Something odd was happening to her, but she didn't care about controlling it anymore. All she wanted was closeness, pleasure, and to satisfy that urgent need of hers.

Just kisses, she reminded herself while sinking her teeth in his shoulder in a spot not visible with clothes on. She left a hickey right next to the bite, knowing very well it would disappear sooner than she liked. Still, it was so satisfying! It felt good as if she was making a claim on him forever. Her whole being shuddered at that thought.

Was she being possessive? Oh, it was the wrong moment to wonder.

«Just kisses,» Nate reminded her before she could unfasten his belt. Her hand was already on his abs, on its way down. He caught her wrist just in time, firmly settled to avoid repeating the same scene that had caused him to doubt himself.

He brought Lara's hand to his lips and kissed her fingertips, looking her in the eye for the whole time. He then sucked her index finger, seeing her face gaining colour and her lips splitting to moan. He could sense her shivers and the loss of control that allowed him to push her down without resistance.

Once laid down, Lara watched as Nate's head moved down on her belly.

«I will only kiss you,» he repeated, noticing the relaxing muscles and lowered guard. Like that, he was sure he could do just anything, and she wouldn't complain. But he had given his word.

He owed her one, either way. Even if she didn't remember about it or she thought it had been a dream.

«Just relax,» he said, «and let me do all the hard work.»

«It's unfair,» she chuckled, but her body didn't want to follow her orders and stop Nate.

As such, he reached the hem of her trousers and pushed them down by an inch, revealing the white skin underneath.

He looked up, checking her expression and the way her eyes were following every move with surprise and anticipation. She did want it, after all. He could smell her arousal and feel the hot skin under his lips turning red.

She didn't ask to turn off the lights, and he had no time to think about it either. He just made the trousers slip down without moving her underwear. He didn't want her to feel shy, suddenly, or decide to stop before he could do anything.

It was a matter of principles: he wanted her to feel good and to remember it later.

Nate's hands trailed up her legs from her ankles, knees, and slowed down on her thighs. He had promised to kiss her only, but she didn't say anything about his touch.

He pressed his mouth on her side, following the rim of the underwear and pushing it lower a tad at a time, always watching her reaction. Since no resistance was put into place, he could uncover her intimate part and kiss her lower.

Her legs were still closed, stopping him before reaching her folds. Yet, her quickened breathing and silent moans were a sign clear enough. It was a matter of seconds, and she would allow him to kiss her there as well.

The anticipation, the excitement of something soon-to-happen, was driving Lara crazy. She had clenched the sheets and closed her eyes, feeling every touch with more clarity.

Just as promised, she trusted him.

«Can I?» he inquired.

She nodded, opening her legs slightly. Just enough to let the underwear slip lower to her knees. She couldn't see Nate's happy smile, but she was sure it was there, flashing on his face.