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Once the business with the doctor was over, Nathan picked Crystal up and carried her to their bedroom. Once there, he swept the skincare products from the makeup table to the floor, and then he put her on it. “Are you satisfied now?” he asked as he spread her legs and pressed his manh**d against her pubic mound.

Crystal curled her lips and said, “No, I’m not satisfied.” Her collar was made from elastic, and Nathan tugged it down, over her shoulders, past her taut breasts, and let it rest below her abdomen. Then he leaned over and took her nipple into his mouth.

After suckling for a couple of minutes, Nathan straightened up and smiled impishly.

“How about now?” he asked.

Crystal growled and called him a rascal as he gently pinched her chin so that he could kiss her lips. Crystal was shocked as an electric current raced up her back. It ran from the crack of her ass to the top of her head. Then, boom! Nathan triumphantly slipped his tongue into her mouth. Finally, after they had been French kissing for a few minutes, he pulled away and laughed. “I am a rascal,” he said. “So what?”

Crystal tried to push him away, but it was pointless to try. He was too strong. “Stop it,” she cried. “I want to take a bath. Can’t you just make yourself at home?”

Nathan ignored her pleas as he grabbed her skirt and ripped it in half. Then, as it fell to the ground, she evaded his next grab, ran into the bathroom, and locked the door behind her.

Fortunately, Nathan didn’t try to break down the door. Crystal didn’t think she had it in her to go another round with him. His desire was terrible, and she guessed that if she could not get him to give her a break, she wouldn’t be able to get out of bed at night.

So, she had her bath, and when she came out, she was surprised that he wasn’t waiting for her in the room. She smiled as she locked the bedroom door. Then she climbed into bed and fell into a restful sleep.

In the middle of the night, though, she awoke to a hand under her shirt. It was cupping her right breast, and two fingers were playing with her nipple. Fucking Hell! -thought Crystal. “How did you get in here?”

Instead of answering the question, Nathan pressed his body against hers and began to nibble at her earlobes.

Crystal: “Answer my question! How did you get in here?”

“I wanted to come in,” Nathan whispered. “Did you think you could stop me by locking the door? Silly girl. This is my house. I have a key to all of the rooms!”

Crystal was speechless, and as he pressed himself against her, she decided not to fight him.

Nathan: “Do you like that?”

Crystal sighed and said, “Helen is next door. She does not sleep well. Aren’t you afraid that something will go wrong?”

Nathan: “Never mind, Helen. Don’t you think we hit it off perfectly? You give me so much pleasure. I have never felt this satisfied before, and no matter how many times I take you, it doesn’t seem like it’s enough!”

Before Crystal could reply, Nathan had her pants and panties around her ankles. Then he rolled her onto her stomach and pulled her up onto all fours. He elevated her arse, licked her back, and began to screw her from behind.

Crystal and Nathan did it many times that night and in multiple positions, and at first, she was in a lot of pain, but as he finally brought her to orgasm, she began to get into it too. She bit her lip in an attempt to stay quiet, and except for the occasional moan, she was successful.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

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The next morning, Crystal was a wreck, and she had to hold the railing as she went down the stairs. Nathan had already left for work, and Helen was finishing her breakfast in the dining room. When she saw Crystal, she smiled and said, “Good morning, Miss Smith.”

“Good morning,” Crystal replied.

Nanny Elma had prepared way more food than Helen could eat, and she offered Crystal a plate. Crystal thanked her, and then she sat across from her. Then she added some items to her plate, poured herself a glass of milk, and after drinking it, she said, “Miss Bush, isn’t it wonderful being pregnant?”

Helen: “I don’t feel anything yet, but the thought of a little being in my belly strikes me as wonderful. I think this is a feeling that you have to experience because I don’t think that I have the vocabulary to express how I feel.”

Crystal chuckled and said, “The way Mr. Davis and I are going at it, I’m going to be feeling that feeling pretty soon.” An imminent pregnancy seemed inevitable to her because they weren’t using any form of protection.

Elma glared at Crystal. Because Crystal talked openly about her sexual history without shame, Elma thought that she was vulgar. “Do you think it will be that easy?” she asked. Elma didn’t want Crystal to get pregnant. Once Crystal was pregnant, she knew that Helen’s chances of winning Nathan’s heart would be drastically reduced.

Crystal: “I heard that the success rate of artificial insemination is shallow, but some women still get pregnant. So why wouldn’t I get pregnant the normal way?”

Elma was so angry that she tugged at the white apron that she had hung around her neck, and she hissed at Crystal.

Helen touched Elma’s arm and said, “Please, Nanny, calm down. This could be a good thing. If Crystal gets pregnant, our children could be playmates…”

Just then, several of Nathan’s bodyguards walked in. They had bundles of flowers in their hands, and each one was more beautiful and exotic than the previous one. Some of them, Crystal recognized, but others were utterly foreign to her. In truth, she was not really interested in flowers, but she wanted to see how Elma would react.

Vic came in last, and he said, “Miss Smith, Mr. Davis told me to put the flowers in the room.”

“Okay,” Crystal said. “Thank you. You can put them anywhere you’d like. I love the flowers, and they’re sure to brighten this place up!” From the corner of her eye, she watched as Elma’s face turned red from rage.

“What a bad girl,” Elma muttered. “We will wait and see….”