by B. B. Hamel
“Suck me dry,” he groaned. “Work that cock .”
I kept moving, my head bobbing, taking his cock in my mouth. I looked up at him as I sucked him, loving the expression of pure hunger on his face .
After another minute, he moved his hips back and reached down to lift me to my feet .
He quickly tore off what was left of my clothes. He unhooked my bra, yanked off my jeans, and spun me around. I put my hand up on the wall as he kicked my legs apart .
“You want this, don’t you?” he said .
“Fuck, please,” I said. The thrill was pounding through my veins. I was afraid I was going to come the second he entered me .
He reached forward and began to tease my soaked pussy with his fingers. His other hand slapped my ass .
“I love this body,” he said. “Your pussy is like fucking fire, you know that ?”
“God I need to feel you inside me,” I said, writhing against his hands, pleasure flooding my mind .
He moved back and grabbed something from his pants. I looked back and watched him tear open a condom wrapper and slowly slide the condom down along his thick cock .
He grabbed my hips, pushing himself against me. I felt his breath hot on my neck. I could barely think as I ground my body against him, begging for his cock, needing his cock more than anything .
“You’re mine, Natalie,” he whispered in my ear. “You’re my wife. Your body is mine to do with as I please .”
“Yes. Please. I’m yours .”
And then he pressed his cock deep between my legs .
I threw my head back, releasing a long, low moan .
It was exactly what I wanted and needed. Pleasure exploded through my mind as he began to fuck me in slow and amazing thrusts, deep in and deep out .
“Oh my god,” I moaned. “Oh fuck, Lucas. Keep fucking me .”
“I love the feel of this tight cunt,” he whispered in my ear .
“Fuck me rough,” I begged. “Make me come .”
I felt his thrusts get deeper, more insistent. He slapped my ass, hard, and it only made my hips rock back against him, working his cock inside me. I kept my hands pressed on the wall as he fucked me, slamming his cock deep inside me .
His hands were strong on my hips. He reached up, feeling my breasts, my clit, pulling my hair. He ravaged me, fucked me rough, hard, deep. It was what I needed, what I’d been thinking about all day long .
“Lucas,” I said, over and over. “Fuck me, Lucas .”
“Every inch of this cunt is mine,” he said. “I want to feel you come on this cock. I want you to scream my name while you come .”
He kept working my pussy, fucking me deep, and his hand moved around to rub my clit .
It was too much. I was on the edge before, and his savage, powerful thrusts mixed with his fingers on my clit shoved me over the edge .
“Lucas,” I said loudly. “Oh fuck. Oh, Lucas.” I came loudly, saying his name again and again as he fucked me, my body sweating, my skin his, everything his .
He continued to work me insistently, and although my orgasm had passed, I could tell he was working himself up. He was close as he slammed into me, but I wanted one last thing .
I moved forward, slipping him out of me, and then dropped to my knees. He looked surprised as I pulled off his condom and began to suck his cock like I’d never done it before. I sucked him hard and fast, his big dick filling my mouth, and I knew that the surprise of it was what pushed him over .
He came in my mouth hard. I swallow every single drop of his cum, savoring it, loving that I could surprise him and get him off like that .
“Oh fuck, Natalie,” he groaned as the orgasm slowly faded. “Holy shit, girl .”
I licked him clean and smiled up at him. “Did you like that ?”
He growled and lifted me up, wrapping his arms around me and kissing me savagely .
Slowly the kiss ended, and I smiled at him, my head spinning, our naked, sweating bodies pressed together. “I’ll take that as a yes,” I said to him .
“You drive me insane,” he whispered .
He held me like that for a while, kissing me softly, whispering in my ear .
Eventually, we got dressed .
“Might as well enjoy this meal,” he said .
“I forgot about that,” I said, laughing .
“Right. There’s a room full of candles in there. Figured I couldn’t do this to you there or else I’d burn down the building .”
“A very smart call .”
We laughed together and went back into the other room .
It felt right as we sat down. Lucas sent a text, and a few minutes later, a staff member arrived with our meal .
We ate, talked, laughed and laughed. It felt good, right, to sit there and eat with him. My whole brain was on fire from the orgasm still, and I felt incredible .
He was incredible. He was driving me wild. Even after that intense and vigorous sex, I still found myself wanting more, and I realized I might never get my fill of him .
He was all the surprise I needed .
28
Lucas
I t was late by the time we finished dinner .
I’d never done something like that for a woman before. Normally I never took it past a single night, but with Natalie it was different. She made my blood boil, made me crazy, made me want to do things I’d never done before. Except apologize, of course. Maybe that was just my pride, though .
We walked out of the gallery room. I trusted that the staff would extinguish all those candles before they set a few million dollars worth of art on fire .
“Still mad?” I asked her as we headed back together to my room .
“A little bit,” she said, smiling .
“Good. Take it out on me in a few minutes .”
She pressed herself against me and kissed me. “I can handle that .”
“I’m not sure you can,” I said. “You’re trying, but I don’t think you can handle how much I want to make you come .”
“You’re all talk,” she said, kissing me again. “But I want to see you back it up .”
I smacked her ass as she walked away from me, grinning to myself. My cock was hard already, and I couldn’t wait to show her exactly what I meant .
The whole night had been exciting, starting with the rough, incredible sex surrounded by priceless art and finishing with a long, comfortable dinner. I could feel myself slipping. I was falling into something I couldn’t quite explain, something I had never experienced before. Watching her look back over her shoulder and smile at me made my stomach do flips. I wanted to take her right there in the hallway and make her feel things she had never imagined before .
“Sir?”
I glanced over to my left and Natalie stopped walking. A staff member was looking at me .
“Yes?”
“Sir, your father requests your presence in his study .”
I sighed. “What the hell does he want at this hour ?”
“I’m sorry, sir, he didn’t say. But he seemed very agitated .”
I paused and glanced at Natalie. I could see what she was thinking clearly on her face: Arturo knew about the two of us .
And I was thinking the same thing. He was bound to find out eventually. Our marriage record was public and we weren’t doing a good job hiding what we were up to. I had hoped we had more time to figure out what we were doing before Arturo got involved, but maybe that time was up .
“Okay,” I said to the man. “I’ll be there soon .”
He nodded and walked off .
Natalie came over to me, frowning. “What does he want so late ?”
“It’s probably nothing,” I said, smiling at her, covering up my worry. “Probably a business thing .”
She nodded uncertainly. “I’m sure you guys do this sort of thing late at night all the time in your line of work .”
“Crime is a twenty-four hour business .”
She laughed softly. “Come to my r
oom when you’re done .”
“Okay. I will .”
She kissed me quickly and I watched as she walked off back down the hall .
Damn Arturo. I had been going to be cock deep in Natalie’s pussy, and now I was going to have to sit around in my father’s study and listen to him complain about some inane bullshit .
I headed off, walking through the familiar old hallways. I eventually stopped outside his study and took a deep breath .
I wasn’t sure I was prepared for what was going to happen inside. I had no clue how Arturo was going to react to finding out that I had married my stepsister. I expected him to be angry, but how angry was the real question. Maybe I was going to have to get violent, possibly wrestle control of the mob out from under him. Or he was going to order me to divorce her, and that would be that .
I knocked hard .
“Come in,” I heard him yell .
I pushed inside. “You summoned me?” I said .
“Sit.”
He had a half-empty bottle of scotch sitting on his desk, which he promptly poured into an unused glass for me. He topped himself off and took a healthy swig .
“What’s this about, Father?” I asked, sipping my own scotch .
It was the cheap stuff. That was a bad sign .
“I found something out an hour ago,” he said, sounding sad. “Something that angers me and saddens me .”
I frowned, sipping my drink again. I savored the burn of the liquid as it rushed down into my stomach .
“What’s happening?” I asked .
“Security tape showed me the truth.” He looked over toward his window, out at the ink-black yard. “I saw everything, Lucas. Everything. Do you know how betrayed I feel ?”
I opened my mouth and then shut it. I simply shook my head, remaining silent. I didn’t know where he was going with this, and frankly I felt nervous. He seemed more sad than angry, though that was probably because of the alcohol .
“I am a fool, you know? A fool for trusting those around me. I am always betrayed in the worst ways .”
So it was true. He had found out. My heart was racing .
“I can explain,” I said slowly .
He looked at me sharply. “You knew about this ?”
I was taken aback. “About what?” I asked .
“About my whore wife,” he spat angrily. “She’s been cheating on me, Lucas, fucking some lowly driver .”
I stared at him, open-mouthed .
He didn’t know about me and Natalie. He had found out about Camille and Franklin .
Which, in some ways, was much, much worse .
“I can’t believe it,” I said .
“Nobody can,” he said mournfully, drinking his scotch. Clearly he had already forgotten my slipup. “I was in love, Lucas. Love blinds us to the faults of other. I never saw this, never imagined this, but I could have.” He slammed his glass down, sloshing the liquid over his desk .
“What is going to be done?” I asked .
He glared at me. “That’s why you’re here. I want you to find this driver and shoot him in the skull .”
I nodded. “What about Camille ?”
“I will send people for her when I am ready. Her and her daughter will be held until I can decide what to do with them .”
My heart skipped a beat. “Her daughter too ?”
“Both of the fucking harlots will pay for this,” he said violently .
“Natalie is innocent, completely unlike her mother. Let the girl go. I will take care of Camille .”
He stared at me. “Have you grown fond of your whore stepsister ?”
“I’m just not in the business of punishing the innocent,” I said .
“Too fucking bad.” He finished off what was left of his scotch. “Kill the driver. I will take care of the women .”
I stood, my head spinning. “Very well,” I said .
“Go.” He turned back to his bottle, forgetting about me .
I finished my drink and then left his office quickly, walking fast. I had to think at top speed, had to decide how things were going to happen .
Because they were going to happen, and very, very fast .
Fortunately, Arturo seemed too drunk to do anything anytime soon. If I knew him, he’d likely finish that bottle off before he decided to send some men after the women, which meant I likely had a half hour head start before his goons came .
Finally, I reached her door and knocked loudly. “Open up,” I called out .
I waited a pulse-pounding thirty seconds, my mind spinning over the possibilities. Finally, the door pulled open .
“Good evening, brother,” Louisa said. “What’s happening ?”
“Arturo found out about Natalie’s mom,” I said, “and is going to snatch them. We need to get them both out .”
I had no clue how she would respond. Lou hadn’t been a part of family politics in a long time. Though we were still close, she refused to entertain any conversations about the business until she was allowed to be officially a part of it .
“Come in,” she said .
I walked in and she shut the door. “You’ll help ?”
“Of course, dear brother,” she said, grinning. “I was bored tonight. I could use a little action .”
I let out a relieved breath. “Thanks, Lou,” I said .
She sat down at her computer and began typing. “You get them out. I’ll handle the rest .”
“I’ll owe you one .”
She looked back at me. “I’m not doing this for you, Lucas .”
“Why, then ?”
“I like having a sister .”
I smiled as she turned back to the computer. Once I was sure she wasn’t saying anything else, I quickly left her rooms and headed toward Natalie, my pulse pounding, my excitement rising .
29
Natalie
I lounged on the couch in only a pair of panties and a black bra. It was the lingerie set that Lucas had bought for me as a joke, but now it didn’t seem so funny .
It seemed exciting .
I felt drunk on the thought of him, beyond excited for him to come back to me. I hoped whatever business he was dealing with would be over soon, because I was so impatient for him .
Dinner had been amazing. Sure, he was too proud to actually say the words, but I could tell that he was sorry. Lucas wasn’t the kind of man to grovel, let alone to make some sort of big romantic gesture. And yet there he was, making the gesture for me anyway, and I could barely explain how exciting and important that was .
He made me feel something I could barely describe. Not just the sex, though that was incredible. No, it was in the moments afterward, when we spoke about our lives, flirted, laughed, and teased each other. It was in those moments that I knew I had something, something important .
It was something that I hoped would last. For the first time, I really felt good about being in the compound. Not just about being a part of Lucas’s life, but actually being a part of the family .
Sure, the mob thing still made me feel a little uncomfortable, but at least it was exciting and powerful and made my life feel like something more than it was. If someone like Louisa could be strong, then so could I .
My heart practically skipped a beat when I heard the knock at my door. “Just a second!” I called out. I wrapped a light silk robe around my body and padded over to the door .
“It’s me,” I heard Lucas call out. “Hurry up, Nat .”
“Don’t be so impatient,” I said, smiling as I opened the door .
The look on his face completely wiped the smile off mine .
“Lucas?” I asked as he moved into the room, shutting the door. “What’s wrong ?”
“Has anyone been here?” he asked .
“No, nobody .”
“Do you know where your mother is ?”
“No. What’s wrong ?”
He took me by the shoulders. “Listen to me carefully, Nat. Things are going to happen very fast fr
om here, and you need to trust me. Can you trust me ?”
I felt dizzy. “Of course I can. Just tell me what’s happening .”
“Arturo knows about your mom, about her cheating with the Franklin kid .”
I felt like I was falling through the floor. A spike of fear ran down my spine. “What are we going to do?” I asked .
“I’m taking care of it,” he said. “First, we need to get your mom here. Can you call her ?”
“Okay.” I walked over to the phone numbly and dialed her room number. It rang and rang, but nobody answered. “She’s not in her room,” I said .
“Fuck. Try her cell .”
I nodded, dialing. It rang twice, and then she answered. “Hi, sweetie,” she said .
“Mom? Where are you ?”
“Oh just taking a little late-night dip. Did you know there’s an indoor pool here ?”
“Mom, can you come to my room right now ?”
She sighed. “What’s wrong, honey ?”
“Listen. It’s really, really important that you get here right now .”
“Can it wait? I was just about to finish my laps .”
“Please,” I said. “Please. You need to get here right away .”
I didn’t know if it was because I pushed or if it was because of the fear that she heard, but for whatever reason she listened .
“Okay,” she said. “Be there in a minute .”
I hung up the phone and looked at Lucas. “She’s coming .”
“Good,” he said. “Pack a bag. And one for your mother too, if you can .”
I nodded, moving quickly. I grabbed a suitcase from the closet and began to throw things into it. Meanwhile, Lucas paced nervously, constantly glancing at his watch .
I filled the suitcase with enough clothes for me and my mom. We weren’t exactly the same size, but I figured it wouldn’t matter. We could get more clothes down the line .
Five minutes passed, though every second felt like an eternity. Lucas was on edge, pacing back and forth like a caged animal. His intensity made me feel both comforted and terrified. I believed that if anyone could get us to safety, it was him, but he was still so strong and terrifying .