Chapter Fifty Three-The Breaking Down.

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Listen to the song when it's Nathaniel's POV.
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That was my cue.

I sprang into action.

I pulled out from my bra, the pen drive containing the Trojan. I inserted it into the laptop and made sure it was on autorun. I quickly jumped off the elevated ground and familiar arms wrapped around me, catching and steadying me onto the floor.

Then in the midst of all the confused chaos, Nathaniel leant down to my ear and asked, "Are you okay?"

I just hummed in answer as he quickly led me out of the dark hall. When we stepped out, he pushed an earphone into my ear and I spoke into it.

"Ryan, it's done."

"I know. Now you need to leave that building before the lights come back on." He answered.

Nathaniel spoke. "Aiden? Any way out?" Aiden came on the line and answered.

"Looking for a back entrance or something. I'll let you guys know when I find one." We reached the room Chloe dressed me up in and Nathaniel pushed me in right after, he followed.

"Alright." Nathaniel answered.

"Is Bianca with you?" I asked. The soft voice of Bianca responded.

"I'm here Sasha. Don't worry."

"Okay." I pulled the earphone out and Nathaniel imitated as he came closer. He watched me in worry for as second before gathering me into his chest.

"You're shaking." He realized.

"No shit Sherlock." I replied. He chuckled and said.

"Relax. It's all over now." I nodded and buried my face in his neck. He held me and we stood in each other's arms. I pulled back and pecked him on the lips. He held me tighter and gave me a proper kiss. I run my fingers through his hair and pulled him closer.

We somehow ended up on the bed, I, beneath him as he ravished every part of my skin he could reach. I ran my palms over his body, feeling him through the suit and thinking it wasn't enough. I tugged at it and he shrugged it off.

I started unbuttoning his shirt as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. He searched and tasted every corner of my mouth and I moaned, unable to fight it. I pulled him closer and he lowered his hips onto mine.

I moaned louder as waves of pleasure rippled through me.

I unbuttoned the last button and helped him out of the shirt. Then I greedily explored his body as he separated our lips and dove into my throat, biting and kissing and taking me to places where we both only knew of.

He lowered more onto me and gently grab one of my boobs. I jerked up at his touch and pushed more into his palm. I writhed underneath him and stopped for a second as a delicious pleasure coursed through me at the friction between our bodies where we joined.

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