Although the soft bed was extremely comfortable, Natalie still felt it was weird for her to sleep in it.
"Mr. Whitlock, I'd better go downstairs. I'm used to sleeping on the desk." Natalie again declined.
"Why?"
Her eyelashes trembled slightly while she thought of an excuse. "There would be many staff napping in my office as well, so I feel safe sleeping with them around me."
"I'll sleep with you then."
Speechless, Natalie waved her hands frantically in panic.
"You'll feel safe that way," he said earnestly, expression serious.
Of course, Natalie couldn't refute that. She had practically set herself up.
After some hesitation, Natalie laid stiffly on the soft bed with Tobias next to her.
She was so nervous even her fingertips shook.
Good heavens, was she dreaming?
She, Natalie Godfrey, was now taking a nap in YS Group on the same bed with its president.
"Aren't you going to sleep?" Tobias's voice startled her.
Then, he stretched out his arms and bracketed her waist, thumb rubbing against her hipbone, and his breath tickled her neck.
At once, the hair on her neck stood on end, and a tingling sensation spread along her spine.
Natalie subconsciously wiggled a little in his embrace.
She was still not used to being held by Tobias from behind like this.
"Don't... move," He suddenly uttered, his voice a little hoarse. "You're burning me up, Natalie."
Her body froze, a little startled.
Sure enough, she felt his hot member pressing against her, and she did not dare move.
However, his erection did not seem to go away even though she already stopped moving.
Instead, it got harder, and harder.
Natalie panicked a little. How could he have such a reaction in the office? This was a huge problem.
It was literally a 'huge' problem.
Her heart pounded heavily, and she did not know what to do.
Lisa's words once again popped into Natalie's
mind.
Nervous, she clenched her hands, feeling them starting to sweat.
Would Tobias really take her right there and then?
The more she thought about that being a possibility, the more anxious she became.
"Mr. Whitlock," Natalie's voice trembled, "Not here, please?"
"What are you referring to?" Tobias's raspy whisper sounded in her ears, his breathing shallow and rapid.
"That."
"Hmm?"
"You know, that thing."
"Which thing?"
Natalie was on the verge of a panicked meltdown.
The big boss already had a huge erection in his pants. How could he pretend not to understand what she was saying?
She bit her lip. "I don't want my first... to be here."
Since they were already officially together, she knew intimacy was bound to happen.
But she did not want her first time to be in an office.
There was a short pause behind her for a moment. After a while, Tobias replied huskily, "Where, then? At home?"
Natalie did not know what to answer. In the end, she could only manage a low murmur.
"Then we'll do it at home tonight," he declared.
Natalie's eyes widened.
That wasn't what she meant!
She just wanted to say that she didn't want her first time to be in the office. She never mentioned anything about "doing it" with him that night.
"Mr. Whitlock, I —" Natalie hastily started to explain, but a pair of strong hands gently covered her mouth. "Shh. Be good and don't talk. Sleep."
Natalie's lips parted, but she couldn't say anything.
Tobias removed his hands from her waist and scooted a little further away.
Natalie heaved a sigh of relief, no longer feeling his heat pressing behind her.
Initially, she thought there was no way she could fall asleep in the president's office, but the surprisingly snug and cozy bed got the best of her. She dozed off within minutes.
While she slept, she had a dream.
She dreamed that Tobias was doing raunchy things to her.
In her dream, Natalie was raising her hands in surrender, begging, "Please don't, Tobias."
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