Chapter Seven
Natalie
There was nothing to do in the stupid room, which pissed me off at first. Then it made me panic.
I investigated the room, but I tried to do it surreptitiously. A guy like this, I figured, probably had cameras all over the place.
There really wasn’t any way out. The window wouldn’t break, that much was obvious. The locks on the windows and the door were handprint scanners that blared ‘Access Denied’ when I got the nerve to try them.
I had a needle, and that was it. So finally, I lay down on the bed, because there really wasn’t much else to do besides sleep. I was hungry, but I wasn’t going to let him know that.
It was then that I had the time to think about what was actually happening.
My thighs were still slick from all the juices that his touch had produced. They slipped over each other as I turned on my side, and the throb in my pussy, which had never gone away, came roaring back to life as I took stock of what had just happened.
What the fuck was wrong with me? This guy was a total fucking stranger, who had marched into Kitty Bang like he owned the place and everyone in it—
—cold, steely gaze, hard muscle, dark tattoos, the set jaw of man who is very used to getting what he wants, and he wanted everything—
Stop it.
—the arrogant fucking bastard, and then of all things,spanks me—
—with hands that could break, twist, immobilize, and yet caress—
Stop it.
Which is, okay, technically, not okay. And then he puts his finger right on—
—with fingers that knew exactly how to play me like an instrument...
The ache in my pussy was so intense, I didn’t overthink it. My fingers slipped into the wetness—I had never, ever been this wet before—and I summoned the memory of his finger sliding right over my clit like he knew every nerve of my body. I thought of his firm hand on my ass, and then I remembered the shape of his cock, the heaviness of it against my body, and imagined the way it would feel stretching me open and filling me up, while he stared down at me with those icy blue eyes...
“What do you say, Natalia?” he would growl.
“Thank you, sir.”
I turned my face into the pillow and bit it as my body spasmed and an orgasm shattered me. My legs were soaked with my juices, and my thighs trembled for minutes afterward, as I sweat into the sheets.
Jesus, I was going fucking crazy.
