Jeffry (Members From Money Book 3)

by Katie Dowe

  Leo sighed.

  "Get some sleep, Nate. We'll sort this out in the morning. Rest now."

  Nathan didn't answer, merely hung up.

  There was something he wanted to do more than rest. Gathering his clothes and putting his jeans on, Nathan left the room.

  *****

  Everything was quiet as Nathan climbed the stairs. Clive would be on patrol out in the grounds and the place would be locked up. Josh had gone to bed hours ago, only popping his head around the door some hours before to check on their progress. His little brother was looking as tired as Nathan felt.

  However, Nathan didn't want to sleep. He wanted to find Christina and do what he wanted to, carry on what they started. He knew that Christina was trying to fight it and was scared to cross the line again but Nathan could tell she would do it again if pushed.

  His cock strained against his zipper as he remembered thrusting into Christina, her body arched against him as he fucked her on the couch. Her screams had set him off and his orgasm felt like his head was about to blow off. Her body was sleek and smooth, with ample hips that he could hold onto and long legs that went on for miles.

  He wanted to feel those legs wrapped around his waist as he plunged back into her pussy. And the next time he was going to make sure of that.

  Christina didn't answer her door when he knocked but when he tried the door Nathan found it unlocked. He entered and looked around, finding the bedroom empty. But Christina's clothes were on the floor and the bathroom door was open with the shower going. Nathan growled, his cock hardening to epic proportions. The image of Christina naked in the shower, water cascading down her delectable body, was highly erotic.

  He was halfway across the room when the shower was turned off and Christina came out a moment later, wearing a towel that left little to the imagination, barely brushing the top of her thighs. Nathan groaned when he saw her breasts, her nipples big and brown, poking just over the top of the towel.

  Christina stopped short when she saw him. She squealed and clutched the towel to her, the edge riding up even higher and letting Nathan see the thatch of black curls covering her pussy.

  "Nathan! What the hell are you doing in here?"

  "I came to see you." Nathan approached her, pleased to notice that Christina didn't back away. "You're not running away from me anymore."

  Christina tipped her chin at him, meeting his gaze. Nathan saw the flare of arousal in her eyes but she was trying to keep it back.

  "Since when have I been hiding?" She demanded.

  "Since we met." Nathan stopped within inches of touching her. But he didn't reach out; he wanted Christina to come to him, even if it killed him waiting. "You want me and I want you. Why are you fighting it?"

  "Because you're a client and I happen to work for you." Christina gulped. "What happened earlier..."

  "Was so goddamn amazing I want to do it again." Nathan clenched his hands to stop himself from touching her. "I have feelings for you, Chris, and I don't want to keep walking away. To hell with ethics and rules. I want you and I want you again. Now."

  This was the first time he had admitted he had any sort of romantic feelings towards Christina. They couldn't be any more different with their lifestyles but somehow Nathan could see her on his arm, by his side in public and in his bed. She would be able to center him, make sure he didn't go too far into the land of the fake. She would be an amazing mother to Jack.

  Hell, she would make him an incredible wife.

  Nathan shivered. Where had that come from?

  "I want you, too, but I shouldn't." Christina gestured at the room. "You live here with all this wealth. I don't. What could you possibly see in me?"

  Nathan couldn't hold back any longer. He reached out and cupped her cheek in his hand. Her skin felt soft and warm against his palm.

  "Things that aren't part of the wealthy and fake." He whispered. "Everything about you is genuine. I miss that from my old life."

  Keeping himself grounded instead of becoming one of those men who bought outrageous things with their money and went through women like water was what Nathan needed. His wife Katie had been willing to buy anything and everything with his money. But she had kept him balanced. She kept his sense of identity together.

  Christina had the same effect on him.

  She looked down, over his bare chest, and settled on his groin. His cock strained towards her. She grinned and let go of the towel, letting it pool around her feet.

  "No point in missing me anymore, then, is there?"

  Chapter 7

  Nathan growled. Christina stepped back as he approached, her back pressed up against the door. Nathan crowded her, arms snaking around her naked body as his lips came down on hers.

  He seemed desperate to kiss her, his tongue diving straight into her mouth. This wasn't how he had kissed her earlier. This kiss was like how he had kissed her yesterday, slower and more sensual. And it still had the same effect on her. Her pussy was already wet and that was nothing to do with the shower. Even after cleaning herself up she couldn't stop her body from remembering how good Nathan's cock had been, how amazing their lovemaking had been.

  Nathan groaned into her mouth and a hand ran up her side and cupped her large breast. The gentle squeeze had Christina moaning and she arched against his palm. His thumb passed over her nipple and she whimpered, lifting a leg and wrapping it around Nathan's waist, pulling her pussy against his groin, rubbing herself against his cock.

  Suddenly Nathan let go and stepped back. Christina tried to go to him and squealed when Nathan scooped her into his arms, never breaking eye contact with her. He carried her to the bed and laid her down, following her onto the mattress. He clung to her tighter, grinding his hips against hers so fervently that Christina saw stars. Nathan knew just where all the right spots were to hit.

  She nibbled at his lower lip and bit down. Nathan growled and tore his mouth away, looking down at her with a hunger so bright Christina felt the arousal heat her entire body.

  He shifted back and stood before the bed. Feeling bolder, Christina rose onto her knees and placed her hands on his chest, running her fingertips over his skin. A shuddering sigh came from Nathan's lips. She came closer and ran the tip of her tongue along the underside of his pecs.

  Nathan's hand came to the back of her head and held her close as she kissed his chest, flicking her tongue over his nipples. Then Christina stretched up and kissed the base of his throat, running her tongue across his collar bone.

  Nathan turned his head, pulling her against him as they kissed. Christina gasped as her nipples brushed against his chest. She couldn't stop her hands from running over his chest, feeling the muscles beneath her fingers and relishing the way they moved at her touch. Getting even more bolder, her hand drifted down to his waist and ran along the edge of his jeans, dipping a finger inside the waistline.

  Then Nathan raised his head and took her hands away from his body.

  "Easy, honey." He rasped. "I haven't finished with you yet."

  He gently pushed her back and made her sit on the edge of the bed. Kneeling before her, he reached out and touched her knees. With a gentle push, Nathan opened her legs wide and loved the sight of her pussy, wet with her juices, hunger blazing in his gaze.

  "God, you are incredible." He breathed.

  Christina blushed. Clint had been an incredible lover but he had been sweet in his lovemaking. He had never spoken to her in such a way that had her body tightening, looked at her body in the light like he wanted to eat her up. She tried to shut her legs but Nathan got between them, rising onto his knees and taking her mouth in another kiss.

  Christina moaned and arched into him as her arms went around his neck. She felt one of his hands go to her breast and kneed it slowly. Through her haze she then felt his other hand go from her hip to between her legs. Fingers rubbed over her curls and circled her clit. The sharp pleasure made Christina jump and she clutched onto him.

  Then one of Nathan's finger
s slid into her and Christina broke off from the kiss as her head fell back, closing her eyes as the pleasure coursed through her body. Nathan's lips traced their way down her neck to her chest, moving across to her free breast. Another finger joined the first as he took her nipple into his mouth and sucked gently, flicking the tip with his tongue.

  Christina pushed her fingers into his hair and held on for dear life. Compared to earlier with their frantic coupling and the high intensity, this sensual dance between them was so hot she was overheating. It felt so good she didn't want it to stop. She writhed under Nathan's hands. Nathan added another finger, brushing his thumb across her clit as his mouth nibbled at her breast.

  Pleasure gathered very low in Christina's belly to the point of painful and she squirmed, wanting to get away but also wanting to have more. Nathan's arm locked around her waist and held her in place as he tended to her, bringing her up to great heights. He held her tighter as Christina climaxed, ripples of pleasure racking her body as she screamed in his arms, clutching at his hair like a life support.

  Nathan's ministrations slowed until she was calmer and limp in his arms and withdrew. Christina moaned and tried to tug him back but Nathan ignored her, moving her slowly to the middle of the bed. Then he stood to shuck his jeans off, his cock appearing large and proud against his belly.

  He crawled onto the bed and moved over her, their bodies barely touching. Christina felt his erection brush her thigh and shivered. Unable to stand much more, she closed the distance between them and kissed Nathan fiercely, sweeping her tongue into his mouth and tangling it with his. Nathan came down on her so their bodies were flush together, cupping her hand in his hands.

  Christina touched his bare skin and traced her hands down his back, feeling the muscles bunch under her fingertips, and brushed over his taut backside. Nathan groaned and shifted, moving her legs apart so he could settle his hips between them. The tip of his cock brushed at her pussy in a way that had Christina wriggling.

  Nathan buried his face into her neck.

  "God, you'll be the death of me." He rasped, nibbling on her jaw.

  His hips surged forward and his cock entered her in one long thrust. Christina gasped and gripped his shoulders. She could feel herself tightening around his cock. Even though it had been merely half an hour since the last time, she still needed to adjust to his size.

  Nathan waited until she relaxed and withdrew most of the way out, pushing back in again. They fell into a slow but sensual rhythm, Christina raised her hips to meet his and feeling his cock go further inside her. Nathan growled and picked up the pace, planting kisses everywhere he could reach.

  Christina took his lips with hers and felt his pace speed up even more in his urgency until the pleasure she had felt earlier returned and blossomed so quickly it caught her by surprise.

  The orgasm hit her hard and she cried out into Nathan's mouth. She clutched at him and felt Nathan tense in her arms before he also climaxed, jerking into her one last time. Then he relaxed, muscles twitching while he breathed heavily. Christina held onto him tightly, not wanting to let go.

  After what seemed like an age, Nathan pulled out of her and shifted off the bed. He pulled back the duvet and coaxed Christina under it before sliding in beside her. He adjusted the duvet around them and pulled her to him so her back was flush against his chest as he kissed her neck.

  "How do you feel?"

  Christina pulled her hair out the way and allowed Nathan more access.

  "Better than I have in a long time." She purred.

  She felt Nathan smile against her hair as he nuzzled it, running it through his fingers. He held her close and settled them into the pillows.

  "Get some sleep. You'll need it."

  "Are you staying?"

  For a moment Christina hoped that he would. Then she dismissed it. He wouldn't stay. But his next words had her warming inside.

  "I wasn't planning on going anywhere."

  Feeling relaxed, Christina settled down. Immediately, sleep hit her and she was falling into a pleasant slumber for the first time in a long time. Right as she fell into a deep sleep she heard Nathan's voice.

  "I love you, Christina."

  *****

  Nathan lay on his side and watched Christina sleep. She looked so peaceful, her hair spread across the pillow and tickling his cheek. The bruise was still prominent over her eye and Nathan couldn't help but feel anger whenever he looked at it but it didn't draw away from the fact she was absolutely lovely.

  Their second lovemaking session had been even better than the first. Nathan hadn't thought it possible. And he was itching for another session. But he knew Christina was exhausted. He would let her sleep and make love to her again before Jack got up in the morning. There was no way he was leaving her without leaving an imprint of himself of her mind.

  Nathan sat up. He was tired but he didn't want to sleep just yet. He wanted to go and look in on Jack, check that he was all right. It was something he did every night before he went to bed, a sort of ritual to make sure Jack was still there. After what had happened with Katie and the threats lately he knew he wouldn't be comfortable until he had looked in on his son.

  Slipping on his jeans, Nathan tiptoed to the adjoining door to his son's room. He opened it and put his head around the door.

  And pushed the door open wider, flicking the light on. Jack wasn't in bed. His duvet was on the floor and his nightlight was broken on the floor. It looked like there had been a struggle.

  Heart pounding in his panic, Nathan began to ransack the room, looking under the bed and in the closet. But Jack was nowhere to be found.

  "Jack!"

  Christina appeared in the doorway, wearing only her t-shirt and panties. She brushed her hair out of her face.

  "What's wrong?"

  Nathan turned to her. One look at her and he realized what he had done. His nanny and his last chief of security had been in bed together when Jack's picture had been taken. Now he had been in bed with Christina when Jack was taken.

  He shouldn't have let himself get distracted.

  "Jack's gone." He said coldly.

  If Christina noticed the change in tone towards her she didn't say anything. She turned.

  "I'll get dressed and find the others. We'll check downstairs."

  *****

  Jack was nowhere upstairs. Nathan searched through all the rooms, including his own. He even went through Josh's room, noting that Josh was nowhere to be seen. But Jack wasn't anywhere he was expecting to find him.

  Nathan could feel the panic growing. What had happened to his son? Where had he gone? Nathan didn't like this. His instinct was telling him something was very wrong. Jack wouldn't get up in the middle of the night and wander off; he was scared of the dark. It had got better until last week and now he refused to leave his room if it was dark.

  His fear was confirmed when he hurried downstairs and met Leo, Clive and Joe in the foyer.

  "Have you found him?"

  Leo shook his head.

  "No. He's not outside. Everything's still locked up."

  "And he's not in the house that we can find." Clive added.

  "Nathan."

  Christina was in the doorway to his office. She was dressed in her clothes from earlier and her hair was up in a high ponytail. Her expression was fearful.

  "There's something for you on your computer."

  With a sinking heart Nathan hurried to his office, following Christina to his desk. Christina slid into his chair.

  "I saw it when I was checking in here." She jerked the mouse and the screensaver disappeared, revealing his emails. "You had one message with a picture attachment."

  Nathan stared at the attachment. He somehow knew what was going to be in that email. He didn't want to open it and find out. But he had to. He swallowed.

  "Bring it up."

  Christina clicked on it and the message filled the screen. Below the message was a picture of Jack, tied up and blindfolded in the back
seat of a car.

  "Shit." Leo breathed. He scanned the email. "They want you to give them twenty million dollars and yourself in exchange for Jack's return. You're to do it by midday tomorrow or Jack dies."

  *****

  Christina's gut clenched. She felt sick when she saw the message. Someone had Jack, snatched from his bed in the night right under their noses.

  When she was distracted, making love to his father.

  This was her fault. She had got herself distracted and Jack had been taken. Somehow he had been smuggled out of the house and disappeared into thin air.

  Christina looked up at Nathan. He was staring at the computer, a dark look on his face. She knew exactly what he was thinking. No one had been watching his son. While he and Christina had been enjoying their carnal desires Jack had been taken from his bed.

  She reached out for his arm.

  "Nathan..."

  Nathan moved away before she touched him and didn't look at her.

  "Find out who sent that email and from where." He snapped. "I want to know everything about this bastard."

  He was back to how Christina had first met him. The Nathan she had come to know and love was gone. She gulped.

  "Okay."

  "And I wanted the information yesterday." Nathan scowled at her. "If you can't manage that then get out of my sight."

  He stormed out the room. Clive whistled.

  "What was that about?"

  "I think I can guess." Leo turned to Christina. He looked furious. "You two were fucking, weren't you?"

  Christina flushed.

  "Don't be so blunt, Leo." She snapped.

  Clive groaned. Leo looked like he was about to explode.

  "You fucking idiot, Chris." He shouted. "You've probably jeopardized our jobs with that stupid move."

  "I'm sorry, okay?" Christina shouted back. She blinked back her tears. Now was not the time to turn on the waterworks. "I didn't mean for it to happen, Leo. Neither of us did."

  "I'd believe that if it wasn't Nathan Gilmore you were talking about." Leo growled. "He's tried the same line with all the women in his life. And that is a fucking long line. You're just the latest flavor."