Angel (NSC Industries)

by Sidebottom, D H

  “Fuck me, Liv” he groaned and my eyes lifted to his as I gave him a sly smile.

  “Not here. I want you to fuck me hard… Against the wall, Nate.”

  He inhaled noisily as I gave him a sexy smile, climbed off him and walked over to the wall. I gave him a lewd look over my shoulder as I palmed the wall, spreading my hands and legs, my arse wiggling at him.

  He climbed out of bed leisurely and strolled over to me irritatingly slow, his stiff cock jutting towards the skies and a lustful look in his eye. He pressed up against me, pushing me further into the wall and his hands came around the front of me and held my breasts.

  “You want it hard, baby?” he asked hoarsely in my ear.

  “Yes, Nate” I purred, highly aroused and throbbing forcefully.

  He pressed his erection into my back as his lips found my neck and he kneaded my breasts “How hard, Angel?”

  I gulped a moan out as his cock slipped between my legs. “Very hard, Nate.”

  He growled and one hand clamped my wrists as he pinned them above my head and the other came down to stroke my clit.

  He nudged my legs further apart with his knee and he inched into me slowly as I let out a deep groan, my palms starting to sweat as the pressure in me built.

  “Harder Nate, I need it hard” I groaned again as his hand left my clit and he wrapped my hair around his wrist as he pulled my head back slightly. “You want fucking raw, baby?” he grunted.

  “Yes! Nate, fuck me now” I begged, my arousal now at striking point.

  He drew back and slammed into me hard, his wide girth and length filling me completely, stretching my walls to within their limits as he drove me high and wild. “Like that, Liv?” he shouted as he hammered into me again, my wrists still pinioned above me and my chest squashed into the wall.

  “God yes, like that! Fuck, that’s good.”

  He continued his onslaught driving me into my orgasm quickly and harshly as he ground his hips, screwing into me with a force. “God you’re hot, Liv” he grated, “I could watch you like this all day.” He grunted and burst inside me, his hands leaving my wrists as he enveloped me and held on so we wouldn’t both collapse, trying to calm his breathing.

  I rested my head against the wall, panting hard and my legs quivering in my stilettos.

  He slipped out of me, picked me up and laid me on the bed and slipped off my shoes, dropping them to the floor. “I love those shoes” he groaned, “and my birthday tie, although I think it suits you more” he grinned.

  I rolled into him, resting my head on his chest, my fingers stroking his scroll tattoo as his fingers stroked down my back.

  “Happy Birthday, babe” I murmured against him.

  “Well I hope the day continues as well as it started” he chuckled.

  After a few lazy moments I left the bed and opening his wardrobe, pulled out a large present and handed it to him.

  He sat up and grinned as he tore the paper off it, his breath catching as he took in the watercolour of me and him. It had been our graduation ball and we were dancing and laughing on the terrace of the country manor where it was held; him in a tux and me in a pale pink ball gown as the sun set behind us and Beth had snapped the photo of us. It had been my favourite photo and I had had to hide it from James for years as he had torn up my other ones of Nate. I had taken the old photo to an artist and had it replicated into a large watercolour, framed it and wrote on the back;

  Nate

  I will always protect your soul because you own my heart

  Yours always

  Your Angel xxx

  His fingers moved over the painting, his mind had shot back 20 years and I could see the different emotions crossing his face as the memory of that night came back. “I remember looking at you that night as you came out of your door, my breathing had stopped and there was this fire in me, one that burned in my chest.” He cocked his head, still viewing the memories, “You were so beautiful, you actually took my breath and my legs shook.”

  I stroked his cheek, a gentle smile on my face as I too remember feeling the same emotions as I first saw him in a tux, the sharpness of his eyes against his long soft eyelashes, the slim bowtie against his hard thick neck, the suit laying tightly against his powerful muscles and the look on his face when he saw me.

  I will remember that look forever, because it was the one I always saw in the dreadful times after James had had a rampage, the memory that got me through the night into the next morning.

  He turned it and read the inscription, his eyes following each word and smiled a beam that made my heart flip in happiness. “Thank you, baby” he said softly, leaning into me and kissing me softly.

  “Wow, it’s been twenty years since I shared my birthday with you and the present is beyond perfect, thank you.”

  I kissed him and leant into his ear “One more, babe.”

  I smiled at his frown and reached under the bed to retrieve the envelope.

  I held it in my fingers for a while as he looked at it curiously, then when his eyes found mine I took a breath and passed it him.

  Slipping it open, he took out the letter and unfolded it.

  I watched his eyes flit over each word and I knew he understood as he slowly raised his gaze to me and his lips parted. “Does this mean what I think it means?” he asked hesitantly, his face a pure Kodak moment.

  I nodded as a slow grin grew on my lips. “It’s an appointment to have my clips removed, Nate” I said slowly so he could interpret every single word I said, “I want to have another baby with you, but I want you with me every step of the way.”

  His lip quivered and he took a deep breath, “Oh my god Liv,” He took my hand and pulled me over to him, his thumb skimming over my knuckles as his eyes bore into mine “you really mean it?”

  I grinned and nodded “More than anything.”

  He enveloped me in his arms and breathed heavily in my ear, words lost to him and I knew how much this moment meant to him.

  “I love you, Nate” I whispered to him as he hugged me even harder “I love you, Angel. You’re the other half of me, the Angel of my soul.”

  We spent the next hour cuddled up in bed eating breakfast before we got ready for work. Nate was travelling with me and Neo this morning to work and as we exited the house he took my hand, “I have meetings all afternoon so I’ll see you at home about 6, is that okay?”

  I nodded and smiled “That’s fine. I have to nip home on the way back from work to pick something up but I’ll see you back here.”

  He gripped me tight “Make sure Neo’s with you okay?”

  I sighed “Nate I’m only nipping in for something, it will be fine.” Narrowing his eyes on me I nodded, “Okay, I will make sure Neo is with me, I promise.”

  He visibly relaxed and pulled me to the car. “Mr Carter, Miss Adams” Neo nodded in greeting “Neo please, its Olivia” I corrected and he dipped his head.

  “Olivia” he smiled and winked.

  Nate tightened his grip on my hand and coughed slightly. I rolled my eyes and winked back “Good morning Neo, straight to work this morning please” I told him with a cheeky grin and he grinned back and then turned to Nate “Happy birthday, Mr Carter.”

  Nate shifted his eyes between me and Neo and then submitted with a smile “Thank you, Neo. Could I ask you to take extra care when you take Liv back home later? You know all the details.” Neo nodded formally and shut the door behind us.

  “Nate stop being such a prune and lighten up, it’s your birthday” I scolded and he looked at me with wide eyes.

  “A prune? A prune?” he gasped and stared at me but his lips twitched and then he started laughing “A bloody prune?”

  His laugh was contagious and soon we were both laughing hard in the back of the Jag.

  We were still chuckling as we exited the car and walked up the steps to NSC. “Good morning, Sugar” Bert smiled at me.

  “It’s a beautiful morning, Beef” I grinned back as he opened the doors fo
r me and Nate.

  We approached the main desk together for Nate to retrieve any messages and mail as Samantha flirted openly with him while I was stood beside him.

  I took a deep breath and Nate squeezed me again as I huffed when she purred “Oh Mr Carter, happy birthday. I reallyyyy hope it’s a special one” and handed him a card and a gift.

  “Wow thank you, Samantha, that’s very nice of you. Look Liv, another gift” he said, his lips twitching in secret amusement.

  “Oh lovely, Darling” I hissed back through clenched teeth.

  Samantha placed her hand on his arm. “What else did you get for your birthday?” she smiled, licking her lips.

  Nate chuckled slyly and looked at me, “Well, Samantha. I don’t think I’d better divulge what Liv gave me this morning, but I can say it brightened my day immensely” he winked at her stunned face and walked off, pulling my blushing face behind him and into the elevator.

  It was empty as we stepped in and as the doors closed Nate pushed me against the wall and leant into my ear “I really want to bang you up against this wall Liv, but I’m afraid you need to walk for the rest of the day.”

  I sucked in a breath. “Nate, that’s really not fair. I’m gonna be picturing that all day now” I sighed.

  He nibbled my earlobe gently, his teeth tickling along the soft skin as his tongue followed in their tracks. “And I hope you will be nice and wet for me when I get home.”

  I groaned as his thumb brushed over my nipple through my thin silk shirt, “Will you stop!” I chuckled “Now you’re just been mean and I might have to come and release this damn throb in your office again.”

  He growled in my ear and caressed my arse “And I will make sure you don’t escape without a good fuck this time.”

  I regarded him with my brow high “I think you called me back in for a good fuck.”

  I chuckled as he sighed heavily at the memory, “God yes and a good fuck it definitely was. In fact I should be free about 10.30ish if you still have that ‘damn throb’.” He gave me a sly grin and I returned it as I stepped out of the lift door onto my floor.

  “See you at home” I winked as he pouted heavily.

  The day dragged so slowly, my gaze checking the clock every thirty minutes or so. “What is wrong with you today, sweetie?” Grace questioned with a frown.

  “It’s Nate’s birthday and I’m surprising him with a dinner at the elusive ‘La Roche’ tonight but I have to pick Jay up from my house on the way so I’m just waiting for him to text to tell he’s got to mine okay,” I frowned “he should have been there by now.”

  She shrugged. “It’s Friday sweetie, the traffic will be horrendous. Does Nate know Jay is going to be there?”

  I grinned. “No, Ollie, Nate’s best friend is picking him up and taking him straight after work to meet us there. It’s a shame Erin and Matt aren’t with us but at least Jay and Ollie will be there.”

  Grace smiled and handed me a coffee “Well that will be lovely, I have a card for him, remind me to give it you before you go.” I nodded and sipped the hot coffee as Grace went back to her office.

  Setting my attention back to the document I was currently working on, my phone rang in my bag and I reached down and picked it up and checking the display, saw it was Jay. “Hey, Sweetheart” I said as I clicked into a new spread sheet.

  “Well hello, Darling” James’s voice droned down the phone.

  My breath sped up and I gripped the end of the desk. “James” I growled.

  “Well at least you are talking to me now, Olivia. Its sooo lovely to hear your voice again” he breathed down the phone, “Your voice always turned me on Olivia, do you know that?” he sneered.

  I took a deep breath, mentally preparing myself not to shrink away from him. “What do you want, James?” I asked nonchalantly and he let out a deep rumble.

  “I think it’s more what you want, Liv” he droned and my hairs stood on end. Something was wrong and my gut knew it before I did.

  “James?” I questioned again.

  “Well Olivia, Jay and I have just been catching up and he’s been telling me all about your reunion with his father.”

  My lungs emptied in one fell swoop and my legs trembled violently under the table, spilling my coffee from its mug all over the paperwork I had completed this morning. “James, please” I begged.

  “That’s better Olivia, now I have your respect and conformation I want you to listen very carefully. Jay is waiting for you to pick him up and I want you to do just that, but you come alone.”

  I swallowed heavily “Please James, don’t hurt him. I will do anything but… Please James.”

  I was weeping now, trying to control my voice as he laughed down the phone. “Oh, I know you will do anything Olivia, you were always good for that if nothing else. Now I’m telling you again, come and get Jay… alone.”

  The phone went dead.

  FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!

  How the hell was I supposed to slip past Neo? And then my gaze swung to Grace. Wiping my eyes and jumping from my chair, I rushed over to her office and flung open the door.

  “Grace” I blurted, “Can I please borrow your car? Neo’s gone on his lunch and Jay’s had an accident. I need to get to him now.”

  I was crying hysterically and Grace rushed round her desk to me, fiddling in her bag for her car keys. “Oh god, Sweetie of course. You want me to ring Mr Carter?”

  “NO!” I shouted way too quickly and she queried as she passed me her keys.

  “Sweetie, I really think you ought to let him know.”

  I shook my head “It’s his birthday Grace, let me get to Jay first and then I’ll let Nate know, Okay?”

  I was nodding my head furiously as she frowned. “Okay Olivia, but please be careful driving like that. I still think I ought to let Mr Carter know and he can drive you.”

  I shook my head so hard my brain rattled. “For fucks sake Grace I said No” and I shot to the elevator, leaving my bag and phone still sat on my desk and I heard Grace shout me as the lift doors closed behind me, “OLIVIA!”

  I ran through the foyer and into the car park in search of Grace’s car and I heard Bert shouting to me as I slipped in to Grace’s shiny sports car and spun it out of the car park, leaving a gravel dust cloud in my wake. I had to get to Jay because I knew without a doubt if I didn’t hurry that James would kill him and he would wear a grin while doing it.

  CHAPTER 25

  As I approached my street a phone started ringing in the car and I looked around curious. There was a mounted car phone in the centre console. “Fuck” I growled, who the hell had a car phone nowadays.

  I knew it was Nate straight away and if I didn’t answer, things would get much worse so I pressed a button that had lit up on the dashboard.

  “LIV?” he screamed through the phone.

  “Nate its fine, let me handle it” I said through my gritted teeth, my jaw was so tight I was surprised I could speak.

  He was silent for a moment, “Handle what, Liv?” he said so quietly I knew I had slipped up and he was aware something was going down.

  “Uhh, Jay’s in a bit of trouble but I’ll sort it, Nate.”

  I ended the call as I screeched to a halt outside my house. The phone rang again as I jumped from the car and raced up the path, opening the door so hard it flung back against the wall and swung back into me.

  “Jay?” I shouted and it was eerily quiet, “James, I swear to god if you have hurt him.” I flung the kitchen door open and stopped dead.

  Jay was tied to a chair; his head flopped down and blood seeping through his beautiful blond curls. I let out a sob and he lifted his head “Mum?”

  I slid over to him and landed on my knees in front of him. “Jay, Oh my God, Jay. I’m so sorry, Sweetheart” I sobbed and his hazy eyes cleared and widened when he saw me.

  “Mum! Get the fuck out of here” he hissed quietly.

  “It’s Okay Jay, everything will be okay” I told him as I reached ro
und to undo his ropes, but they were tied so tight they had dug into his skin, bloody welts now adorning his wrists and I couldn’t get a grip on the knot.

  “Well hello Olivia, it’s good to see you at last” James jeered from behind me and I spun round, my back pressed against Jay in a protective stance.

  James was stood leaning against the door frame, an evil look on his face and a knife in his hand. He looked exactly the same as he had done when he got sent down eleven years ago. The same dark blonde hair, green eyes, and even the same sneer on his lips.

  He cocked his head to one side as his eyes roved over my body; he gave a leer and crooked his finger to me. “Get up, Olivia” he said harshly and I stood immediately, the old submissive behaviour that was always there with him bound to the forefront.

  It was my defence instinct that kicked in, do what he says to keep him calm.

  I walked over to him, painfully slow, my legs refusing to move any faster, and stood before him.

  He gave me a disgusted look, curling his lip at me in revulsion and then licked across my cheek and rested his mouth against my ear. “I hear you are back with Nathan, Olivia” he whispered into my ear, “in fact I have seen you are back with Nathan. You have given me lots of nice video footage to entertain myself” he informed me with a smirk and then he pulled back and slammed his fist into my cheek and sent me sprawling across the floor.

  “You fucking slag” he screamed, “You are mine Olivia, do you hear me?” he spat as he leant over and raged at me “You fucking whore, you will open your legs for anyone won’t you?”