Chapter 18
Chapter Eighteen
Daisy
D aisy followed Nate to the side entrance of his apartment. There were wooden steps leading up the side of the workshop and up to a door. The square glass on the top half of the door was in darkness. Nate fumbled with his keys, found the right one and slipped it into the lock. He turned the key and pushed the door open, and then he leaned in and flipped the switch.
“I wasn’t expecting company, so it might look like a college dorm.”
Daisy stepped over the threshold after Nate and closed the door behind her. The room was all male, but it was neat as a pin. It was one large room that stretched over the workshop. In the far corner was a door she presumed was the bathroom. His double bed in the far corner was in darkness but was made and had two cushions balanced on top of the pillows .
“This is lovely,” she said, walking over to the long sofa in front of a wide-screen TV mounted on the wall.
Nate chuckled. “I can tell you’re not impressed. I’m more of a simple guy, Daisy. I don’t need much to be happy.”
“I’m not judging,” she said, taking a seat on the sofa. “It’s just that I’m used to seeing places with a lot of decor and personal touches. But you’re right, this is really cosy.”
Nate sat down beside her, their bodies almost touching. “I’m glad you like it. Can I get you something to drink?”
“Water?”
Nate got up and walked over to a fridge in the kitchen area, grabbed a bottle of water, and returned to hand it to Daisy. As she took a sip, she couldn’t help feeling Nate was her hero standing up to her brothers.
His dark hair was messy, and his grey eyes sparkled with love in the dim light.
Daisy wanted to forget that her brothers had walked out and not let her explain. She had to get to work the following day early, so staying with Nate was comforting, but she needed to confront them at some stage.
If they wanted her out, they needed to tell her. Until then, she’d carry on with Edward Hall accounts but get in contact with Warren for him to take over.
Nate sat on the sofa and took a swig of his water. Daisy watched him as he drank, admiring the way his adam’s apple bobbed up and down with each swallow. She found herself leaning closer to him, her body almost touching his. Nate noticed her proximity and turned to face her, his stormy grey eyes locking onto hers. There was a moment of silence as they stared at each other, the tension between them palpable.
Suddenly, Nate leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. Daisy was on him in a flash, needing to feel something other than abandonment.
Their tongues danced together in a sensual tango as Nate’s hand snaked its way up her thigh. Daisy moaned into his mouth as he squeezed her thigh, her body coming alive with desire.
“Let’s go to bed,” Nate suggested. “Let me take your mind off what you said and didn’t get to say to your brothers.”
Daisy felt a rush of heat spreading through her body as Nate’s hand moved higher up her thigh. She leaned into him, her lips never leaving his, as he stood up and pulled her with him. Nate led her towards the bed, his hands roaming over her body as they walked. Daisy was lost in the moment, her mind consumed by the desire she felt for him. When they reached the bed, Nate pulled her close and kissed her deeply once more, his hands undressing her as they explored her body.
Daisy was drowning in the sensations, her mind consumed by the pleasure she was feeling and nothing else. Every touch, every kiss sent shivers down her spine as Nate drove her higher and higher towards ecstasy. She felt his lips move down her neck, his hands exploring her breasts as he continued to drive her wild with desire. Daisy moaned softly, her body arching towards him as she reached the edge of pleasure.
Nate sensed her need and gently pushed her onto the bed, planting soft kisses. She panted as he took one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking gently. Nate’s lips on her body were driving her wild, her body trembling with desire. She wanted him inside of her, wanted to feel the pleasure he was creating deep inside of her.
Daisy reached out with her hand, pulling Nate closer to her. She felt him respond by moving his lips lower down her body, his mouth finding her clit. Daisy gasped as his tongue flicked her clit, her back arching up off the bed. Nate gently parted her thighs wider, letting his tongue probe deeper. Daisy cried out as Nate continued to suck, nibble and kiss her pussy lips. She felt her body tense as the pleasure increased. As if Nate sensed her on the edge and pulled away, then he climbed between her thighs.
Daisy moaned softly as she felt his cock head nudge against her pussy. She reached down, guiding him inside of her.
Nate groaned as he penetrated her, his cock slowly sliding into her wetness. He felt her pussy walls tighten around him immediately. Nate gripped her hips and thrust inside her harder, his cock sliding deeper and deeper into her wetness.
Daisy gasped as she felt him hit the end of her, his cock sliding in and out, bringing her to the edge of pleasure. She gripped the covers, her body arching towards him as he penetrated her.
She felt the sensations overwhelm her, her body tensing as she neared the edge. Then Nate pulled out of her, taking her by surprise. She looked up at him and saw him smiling. Then he slid off the bed and knelt in front of her.
Nate used his hands to part her thighs gently as he kissed the inside of her thigh. Daisy moaned softly as she felt his hands spreading her thighs apart. Nate planted soft kisses on her thigh, his fingers gently opening her wet pussy lips. Then he explored her with his fingers, pressing gently against her inner walls.
Her body shuddered as Nate’s fingers explored her, bringing her higher and higher towards orgasm. He sucked on her clit, his tongue darting in and out.
Daisy felt her body tense, her breathing becoming more laboured as she was close to an orgasm. Nate sucked harder, and Daisy’s fingers flailed against the bed covers as she lost control. She screamed out as Nate sent her crashing over the edge, her whole body shivering with pleasure as her orgasm tore through her. Then he was thrusting inside her with his cock to ride out her orgasm. Pumping as he stared down at her. She grasped her breasts as they swayed with his aggressive movements, but he pushed her hands away and grabbed her, pinching her nipples. Ripple after ripple turned into an intense throb as her second orgasm loomed.
Nate continued to fuck her, prolonging her pleasure as she rode the waves of ecstasy. Daisy felt her orgasm subside, and she moaned softly, begging Nate to come. Nate pulled out, teasing her with his cock, his tip teasing her clit.
She groaned, spreading her thighs further apart, desperate to feel his cock back inside of her. He teased her for a little longer, easing his cock inside of her just an inch. Then he pulled out, leaving her yearning for more.
“You need to come too,” she said.
“I will, but I enjoy giving you orgasms.”
Daisy moaned and pleaded with him, begging him to enter her again. Nate teased her for a little longer, then slid back inside her. He slid deeper, and Daisy’s fingers gripped the bed covers as she felt her pussy walls gripping his cock. Nate thrust into her a few times, then slid in and out, his cock gliding in and out of her wetness.
She writhed on the bed, her hips lifting to meet his every thrust as Nate fucked her faster and faster. He slid in and out of her, slamming his cock into her.
Daisy felt his cock head brushing against her end as he thrust into her, sending pleasure radiating through her body. She gasped as she felt herself once again approaching the edge of orgasm, her whole body shuddering with pleasure.
Nate’s thrusts became quicker with less finesse. She felt her orgasm well up inside of her, the pleasure building higher and higher. Suddenly Nate’s body tensed, and she felt him shudder, her pussy walls tightening on his cock as he came. She sighed as she felt his warmth fill up her pussy, her own orgasm intensified as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.
Daisy cried out as the pleasure erupted through her body at the same time Nate’s cock throbbed inside of her. She gripped his arms tightly, her body arching up towards him as her pussy walls squeezed his cock.
Daisy felt him slide away from her and climb onto the bed beside her. She curled up next to him, her head resting on his chest, breathing heavily.
The two of them lay there for a moment, entwined in each other’s arms.
After a few minutes, Nate moved from their cocoon.
“Are you okay?” Nate asked.
“I’m a little lightheaded,” Daisy admitted.
“I’ll get you a glass of water,” Nate said.
As he moved to leave the bed, he kissed her softly on the lips.
Daisy smiled as she watched him leave the bed.
The following morning, Daisy dressed quickly when it was still dark. She tiptoed into the bathroom to make herself presentable and then came back out. Nate was waiting for her in his boxers and a mug of coffee in his hand .
“Here, drink this while I get a quick shower, and I’ll drive you up in the buggy.”
“You don’t need to do that,” Daisy protested.
“I know, still going to do it. We’re a team now. I understand you have a job to do, a commitment to Edward Hall and I can’t camp out in your office and do my boat work. But I will be with you when it’s possible. No one is going to hurt you again.”
“Nate,” she said and sobbed.
Nate put the coffee mug on the counter and was across the room in a flash.
He wrapped his muscular arms around Daisy and held her tightly. She clung to him, burying her face in his chest and letting out gut-wrenching sobs. Nate stroked her hair, whispering soothing words in her ear, and waited for her to calm down.
When she finally pulled away, her eyes were red and puffy. She looked up at Nate, her gaze full of gratitude and vulnerability.
“Thank you,” she whispered. “I am so over crying.”
“You cry all you want, sweetheart.”
Nate brushed her hair away from her face and cupped her cheek. He leaned in, his lips brushing hers in a tender, hesitant kiss. Daisy responded eagerly, her arms winding around his neck as they deepened the kiss for a beat.
“You drink the coffee, and I’ll take a shower,” he said and kissed her forehead.
While he walked away, she walked to the counter and took a sip of the coffee. She wanted sugar in it. Looking around the countertop, there was none to be seen. Looking in the cupboards, she couldn’t find any there either. There was a door she hadn’t noticed the previous night, and she headed that way. When she opened the door, she saw it was a walk-in store cupboard with dry goods. She stepped in to rummage for some sugar. As she got to the shelves, it grew darker and then completely dark.
The door clicked shut.
Daisy froze.
She stumbled to where she thought the light switch was, only to knock over tins. Daisy tried the other side and felt along the wall but no light. She was starting to panic. Flashes of when she was a kid came to the forefront of her mind. She was a little girl hammering on the door to be let out, screaming at the top of her lungs. Her brothers were with their dad on a boating trip, and Maggie was supposed to be looking after her, but she got sick, and Cynthia looked after her instead.
Daisy slumped to the floor with her head in her hands. She calmed down enough not to zone out and tried the handle, but it didn’t move. Daisy hammered on the door with the flat of her hand every other second. She couldn’t hear the shower in the cupboard, so she kept going until he came for her. It was five minutes until that happened. Light burst into the room, and she looked up at Nate’s handsome face.
“What happened in here?” he asked, bringing her to her feet..
“I got locked in and then had another episode.”
“Oh God, I’m so sorry.”
Daisy’s eyes watered, and she sniffled, but tears didn’t spill over.
She was done crying.
“It’s okay, Nate. I know why I’m having them now. It was Cynthia. She locked me in my playroom when I was eight, and the boys were away with our dad. She fed me boiled onions. I’ve never liked onions, and now I know why. ”
“Jesus, Daisy. That woman is mad. It’s a wonder any of you escaped unscathed.”
She smelled the sharp, fresh smell of the soap he used in the shower as she took a deep, cleansing breath.
“I don’t think any of us escaped without some mental issues, but we seem to be finding a support system. Even though they’ve abandoned me. No one hangs around very long.”
“I will. I will hang around forever, Daisy. Just like Erica with Archer, Heidi with Jason and Freya with Luke. I will be at your side.”
Daisy’s hands were cold from the cupboard. She slipped them under his t-shirt and got a gasp from Nate.
“If you do that when we’re in bed, I’m buying you mittens,” Nate said.
Daisy laughed. “I’m not usually this cold, only after an episode. Hopefully, they’ll go away now that I’ve understood what I’d buried.”
“Why didn’t you tell anyone?”
“I don’t know. I think she threatened me with splitting me up with my brothers or something like that. I don’t remember that bit, and I don’t think it’s important.”
“Let’s get you to the cottage. Can I stay with you tonight?”
“Looking to cash in a bath token?”
“Maybe…”
He hugged her tightly and then led her back to the coffee cooling on the side. She sipped, looking at him as he laced up his boots. Daisy watched him walk across the open space and pack a holdall that looked like clothing for a few days. She didn’t care. He could move in now. Or until Archer kicked her out of the cottage.
Nate dropped her off at the end of the row of cottages. It was still dark. She urged him to drive the buggy back as she would not leave the Turner estate until she saw him again. He jumped back in and drove away, waving his hand in the air. She chuckled as dawn arrived and wrapped her arms around her body as she walked down the pathway to her cottage. Archer’s house was alight, no doubt giving Isobel a feed, but her other brother’s cottages were in darkness. She let herself in and headed for the shower. She had a lot of work to get done if they were going to fire her.
Knowing Archer, he wouldn’t waste any time, and she expected him to be in her office sometime during that day.
If she could get Warren on a call, she would bring him up to speed on all things Edward Hall.