The Heart System Chapter 602

After Tessa assisted Nala to her feet, Nala immediately enfolded Minne in a tight embrace. Subsequently, the other girls took turns showering Minne with warm hugs, planting kisses on her cheeks, and extending a heartfelt welcome back. The penthouse atmosphere, once missed, had finally returned, imbuing the space with a sense of belonging.

Tessa approached me and stood alongside, her arms crossed as she observed the joyful reunion. Catching my eye, I raised an eyebrow in her direction.

"So, what was the wager?" I inquired in a low tone.

Leaning closer, Tessa whispered, "That she would be foolish enough to actually send nudes... and that she would never return to the penthouse."

"I told you all I could handle it," I stated.

"Ooh, look at the mighty alpha male," Tessa teased, playfully nudging my shoulder. "You should really start an online course and fleece desperate guys."

"Is that like how Kayla is conning all of you with that ridiculous app?" I retorted.

Tessa's mouth formed a comical expression of mock offense. "You dare? It's actually working, you idiot."

She turned, reached back, and gave a playful tug to one of her buttocks before delivering a firm pat. Her shorts were so form-fitting that the action caused her behind to jiggle noticeably. Damn... it genuinely appeared rounder and more toned.

"Yeah... change of mind," I conceded. "It's demonstrably effective."

"See?" Tessa grinned. "You should join us."

"I'm quite content with my current posterior size, thank you."

"It's not solely for your rear, you know, it's for... bodily wellness and such," she chuckled.

"No, thanks."

"Whatever."

I clapped my hands once, capturing everyone's attention. Nala turned towards me, her eyes glistening with tears of happiness.

"Nala?" I addressed her softly.

"Mmh?" she responded, a smile gracing her lips.

"Welcome home."

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The clock indicated 3:00 AM by the time we finally succumbed to sleep. Goodbye, healthy sleep schedule. A serious overhaul was definitely in order.

Lying in bed, I observed Jasmine meticulously applying an opulent night cream to her face in front of the mirror. Her movements were a gentle, circular massage, the familiar skincare ritual she never neglected. She was clad in a short, black silken nightgown that barely concealed her upper thighs. The delicate fabric clung to her form, revealing that she wore nothing beneath it. From my vantage point, her smooth intimate area was in clear view. Her rich skin emitted a soft glow, illuminated by the dim moonlight filtering through the window, lending her an ethereal appearance.

"I should start billing you for this," Jasmine chuckled, catching my gaze in the reflection. "You practically disrobed me with your eyes."

"Can you fault me for that?" I inquired.

"Mm... no." She smiled, continuing to smooth the cream onto her cheeks. "I suppose not."

The door creaked open and Nala stepped in quietly. The moment she saw us, she cleared her throat, creating an immediate sense of awkward tension in the air.

Jasmine let out a dramatic sigh. "Oh, for heaven's sake." Setting the cream jar down, she walked over to Nala and gently guided her towards the bed. "Sit."

Nala sat on the edge of the mattress, a hint of nervousness in her demeanor.

"Are you two going to maintain this awkward lovebird act all night?" Jasmine asked, hands on her hips. "We're going to be making love. A lot. So get over it."

"Making love?" I raised an eyebrow. "It's three in the morning, Jas."

"And so?" She shrugged, a smirk playing on her lips. "Come on. Get that thing out."

Well... I wasn't about to object.

I slid my shorts down, liberating my hardening erection. The instant Nala's eyes fell upon it, she met my gaze and suddenly erupted in laughter. I couldn't help but join in. The tension dissipated, as if a mutual understanding had been reached between us.

I lunged forward playfully, encircling her waist and drawing her fully onto the bed. She landed on her back, her warm eyes gazing up at me. I positioned myself over her, leaning down to plant a kiss on her nose, then her forehead. Finally, I brought my face close to hers, locking eyes.

"I fucking missed you, Mrs. CEO," I whispered.

"After everything you said to me?" she inquired softly.

I pulled back slightly, supporting myself on one arm while looking down at her. "I apologize. I just..." I exhaled. "The thought of you sending your nudes to someone else bothered me. It made me angry. Excessively so."

"Overprotective, much?" Jasmine teased as she climbed into the bed between us. "It's rather endearing, actually."

"I'd prefer 'admirable' or 'impressive,' but 'endearing' will suffice too," I said with a grin.

Both girls let out chuckles, their warm laughter filling the room and dissolving the lingering awkwardness.

I leaned down and kissed Nala deeply on the lips. She moaned softly against my mouth, returning the kiss with equal intensity. Behind me, Jasmine pressed her body against my back, her hands trailing down my chest until her fingers encircled my cock. She began a slow, teasing stroke, her grip perfectly measured.

"God, I missed you," I murmured against Nala’s lips, sealing them with another kiss. "I am so incredibly sorry for all the harsh words I said to you."

Nala responded with a slight, playful shrug, a subtle smile gracing her exquisite face. "Why don't you make love to me so intensely that I forget whatever transpired in my office?"

A grin spread across my face. "It's a deal, Mrs. CEO."

"Excellent. Now, attend to it."

I moved up the bed, settling myself between her thighs. Nala sat up a bit, sliding her shirt over her head to reveal her full breasts. She then lifted her hips, drawing her panties down her smooth legs before discarding them. Now completely unclothed, her pussy glistened with evident arousal.

Grasping her legs, I firmly pushed them back, folding her at the waist. Her knees ended up on either side of her head, her posterior lifting off the mattress, her wet pussy fully exposed and angled upwards as if presented. I held her steady by the backs of her thighs and her waist, maintaining this exposed, folded posture.

"Damn... behold this exquisite pussy," I groaned, my gaze fixed on her wet folds. "I yearned for this."

I buried my face between her thighs, my tongue tracing a slow path from her entrance to her swollen clit. Nala let out a sharp gasp, her body seizing within my grasp. I gave her another lick, this time more deliberately, relishing her sweet taste. Then, my lips enveloped her clit, a gentle suction accompanying the deliberate flick of my tongue against it.

"Oh my heavens, Evan..." she moaned, her voice already trembling.