Chapter 113 Only If You Can Beat Me!

The room was sweltering. Previously so controlled and gentle, Nathaniel transformed into a figure of raw power. His back arched, his muscles flexed and pronounced, his veins prominent as he loomed over Celeste. Careful not to worsen her injuries, he supported himself mainly with his arm strength. They remained in missionary position for about half an hour, both soaked in sweat. His forehead rested against Celeste's, and a sweat trickled from his face, landing softly on hers. She slowly emerged from her daze, her eyes fluttering open to lock onto his intense look. Reaching out, she touched him and murmured, her voice weak. "Did that feel good?" Nathaniel asked, letting out a long breath as he wiped the sweat from his body with a towel. Too shy to respond directly, Celeste merely peeked out from beneath the covers. Her cheeks were flushed a deep red, as alluring as a summer rose, under Nathaniel's intense gaze. After a moment, she gave a slow nod. "Mhm," she murmured. The exp