I can't imagine not waking up next to her.
I can't imagine not lying next to her.
Holding her in my arms.
Looking her in the eyes.
Feeling her naked body press against mine.
Skin upon skin.
Flesh upon flesh.
Fuck. I just slept with her. That's fucking it. What the fuck is happening to me here?
This doesn't happen to Sloane Hardman. This isn't supposed to happen to someone like me.
"Why did we ever wait so long?" Natalie asks, scooting closer to me. I can feel the tip of my cock bush against her skin and electricity goes through me. "We could've been doing this so much earlier."
"I've wanted to fuck you for so long," I say to her, kissing her neck. My arms encircle her, and she's pulls closer to me.
"I wanted you ever since I met you with Mom," Natalie replies back. "You were so cocky, confident, and hot."
Hearing her say that makes my blood boil.
"I used to masturbate thinking about you cumming on my tits," she whispers into my ear. "Thinking about that long, hard, cock and how you'd use it to fuck me."
Fuck. Who put this mouth on this woman? If I don't fuck her soon, my dick is gonna fucking break in half.
I growl. It's deep and low in my fucking chest.
Natalie's eyes are lit with fire as well.
"I'm going to show you what I mean by fucking, babe," I say to her, nipping her on the neck. "It'll make you forget those sex toys you make ever existed."
She smiles at me. I can sense the wickedness behind her eyes. The licentiousness. She's nasty. She's dirty. And she's all mine.
"Once I get investments from you or Drake, then I'll make a sex toy and name it the Sloane," she whispers to me.
Whoa.
It's like she threw some cold water on me.
Back the fuck up.
"Drake?" I ask her. "I thought I was going to invest in your company?" I ask.
She looks at me. Curious.
"Did we talk about that?" she asks. "Did we finalize that it's just you?" she asks.
Well, no, we didn't.
"No," I reply to her and she looks at me. The lust is fogging my brain but I need to figure this out. "I just assumed that when she spent the night with me that..."
Natalie doesn't let me finish.
"You thought because I slept with you I made a decision as to which way to go for financing?" she asks me, arching her eyebrows and pulling back a bit. "That I was mixing business and pleasure."