“You don’t need to worry about it. As far as you’re concerned, he died about twenty minutes ago.”
She nods and lets out a breath, then leans on me as Danny drives us toward the mansion.
“I’ll drop you off at home, and then I have to go back to work.”
Natasha scowls up at me. “You don’t have to take me all the way home. I’m sure I can go hang out with Lulu. Or take me to our penthouse. They’re delivering bedroom furniture today.”
“You don’t want to go home?”
“I want to be close to you. So if you’re working, just take me somewhere in the city.”
I watch her face, to make sure she’s telling me the truth, and then I tell Danny to take us to the Rapture building.
“I’d rather you weren’t sitting in a construction zone all day, around men I don’t know.”
Natasha rolls her eyes. “I have Danny and Elio with me.”
“I don’t care. Text Lulu and see if she’s home.”
“She is. She and Scarlett have been blowing up my phone, wondering how it went. I just told them I’ll be there soon.”
“Good.”
Suddenly, she unbuckles her belt and climbs into my lap, straddling me on the seat, and buries her face in my neck, holding on tight.
“Angel, you should be in your seat belt.”
“I’m safer right here.” She kisses my neck so sweetly. “Fuck, I was scared.”
“I had you every step of the way.”
“I know. You’re the only reason I was able to do it.” She kisses her way to my lips and then brushes her mouth across mine. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too.”
“I kind of need you right now.” Her blue eyes are on fire as the words are whispered against my lips just as Danny pulls into the parking garage beneath Rapture.
He parks, and I bark at him, “Get the fuck out.”
Natasha grins against my lips. “Does that mean that you’re going to fuck me in this car?”
“Yeah, Angel, I’m going to wreck your perfect pussy right here in this car.”
The windows are tinted, so no one can see inside. I may not care if anyone can hear her, but they won’t see her.
I’d have to take their eyes for that.
She shimmies off my lap and works on getting her jeans off, and then she’s straddling me once more, her hands on my neck, kissing the fuck out of me.
“You’re not in charge here, beautiful girl.”
“I know.” She presses that hot pussy against my still-covered cock and makes me see stars. “But I need you to fuck me, Julian.”
I push two fingers inside her, and she lets her head drop as she moans, her mouth opens, that bottom lip so fucking tempting.
“I’ll fuck you, baby. You’re already wet. Why are you wet, Natasha?”
“Because I’m free, and I need to feel you inside of me.”
