CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Three months later
– NORIE –
My phone gives the notification for an incoming message, but my gaze stays locked on the books in front of me.
I know ignoring the message isn’t the smartest idea, and yet I want to focus on the information I’m going through instead of answering Fatal.
Besides, the man dropped me off here an hour ago and said he’d be back later. If it’s pressing, he’d call, right?
I pencil in some more details and again my phone gives a notification.
“Buzz off,” I mutter and slide my finger over the paper in front of me while I reach for another invoice. “They really need to go paperless.”
“Noted,” Fatal’s voice makes my ass fly a few inches off the chair.
The idiot chuckles while I grumble, “Warn a woman before sneaking up on her.”
“I did, but you didn’t answer.” He holds up my phone.
I barely manage not to roll my eyes and keep them locked on the books. “I’m working.”
“Take your time. Watching my old lady work is sexy as fuck.” Fatal’s voice is drenched with lust as I hear the chair in the corner creak under his weight.
How on earth am I going to keep my focus on work after that statement? I pull my gaze away from the books and let them slide to my old man. He’s holding a beer bottle someone probably shoved in his hand downstairs to ask if the new batch tastes good.
His dark hair is a bit tousled, as if he’s run his hand through it a few times. He’s wearing a denim cut without the club’s patches, and a pair of black jeans. His biker boots are placed firmly on the ground and I narrow my eyes when I spot something.
“Fuck,” he rumbles. “I should have cleaned up better.”
I wrinkle my nose. “Famous last words of anyone thrown in jail because of evidence linking them to murder.”
Fatal gets to his feet and disappears into the bathroom. I quickly focus back on the books in front of me and barely manage to finish up before he returns. Shoving the books into the drawer to lock them up, and cleaning up the desk, I finally lean back to watch Fatal stride over to me.
He places one hand on the desk and leans in to stop a whisper away from my lips. “Hey, sweet thing.”
“Hey,” I breathe like a love-sick woman.
Hell, I’m not afraid to admit I really am head-over-heels about this man.
Ever since he gave me a choice to join them in torturing Norris, he’s earned my full respect and captured my heart.
My father and uncle both doubted his decision, but it was Fatal’s openness and fully letting me into his world that made our connection whole.
His lips touch mine in a feather of a kiss. “Missed you.”
I swallow back the load of lust he ignites by hearing those words. The word “obsessed” comes to mind when it involves Fatal’s need for me. We haven’t been apart since the day we met, right here in this office months ago.
“We all have work to do,” I muse, and find myself asking, “Whose residue did you have stuck on your boot this time?”
The corner of his mouth twitches. “Some asshole who thought he could take merchandise without paying for it.”
I hum. “Stupid way to find out who they’re fucking with.”
My breath catches when Fatal suddenly grabs my waist and lifts me from the chair to place my ass on the desk.
His hands go to the zipper of my pants, and he tugs. “These need to go. Lift your ass.”
Don’t have to tell me twice. I comply and the man easily peels away my pants, along with my panties.
They land on the floor and then his hands push my legs apart.
My breathing deepens by the feral look on his face.
This man always manages to make an impact on my body.
The heat in my veins, the jolt in my heart, the desire making my clit throb. ..it’s everything combined.
“Fatal,” I groan when his thumbs brush over the lips of my pussy.
“Fuckin’ love hearing my name in that tone coming from those lips,” he rumbles. “Especially when I’m licking these.”
He starts to nibble and tug at my labia. I moan. Loud. And reach down to slide my fingers into his hair.
“So damn sweet,” he praises and spears me with his tongue.
My head falls back and I groan in pleasure when he flicks my clit, sucks, and starts to tease me with his fingers.
“Yessss...more,” I urge when he glides two fingers inside me to slowly pump in and out, curling to rub my G-spot.
Damn. This man gives pleasure as greedily as he takes.
He has skilled fingers, mouth, and let’s not forget his thick, wrapped with veins, cock.
Fatal hums and I feel the vibrations against my pussy.
Everything makes me spiral into a sea of bliss.
I grip his head with both hands to keep him right between my legs while I shamelessly rub my pussy against his mouth to ride out my orgasm.
I have to drop one hand to balance myself back onto the desk.
Fatal pulls away and I watch as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and then reaches for his belt.
I watch in fascination how he unleashes himself.
Dick in hand, he strokes and then he places the fat tip against my swollen pussy.
Fatal leans over me when he starts to thrust. One hand on my hip, another on my shoulder to pin my body while he fucks me. Each stroke harder than the last. His grunts on a hot breath right beside my ear. He completely overwhelms me, possesses me, and devours me.
Bliss. There is no other word for the pleasure he gives me, even if he’s hunting for his own ecstasy. My nails dig into his denim cut, pulling him closer, even if he’s deep inside me. Tunneling in, out, hitting a delicious spot inside my body, creating stars behind my eyes.
I want to scream out my orgasm, but instead I sink my teeth into his denim-covered shoulder. My moans are muted while I close my eyes and let the bliss come over my body in waves. Fatal grunts and slams into me a few more times before rooting himself balls deep.
His cock thickens and pulses as he roughly mumbles, “Fuuuuuuckkkkk, yesss, Norrriiiieee.”
He buries his face into my neck and presses an open-mouthed kiss against my neck.
“Motherfucker,” I hear a voice grunt. “I so did not need to see my president’s naked ass, who is soon to be my son-in-law, having sex with my damn daughter on my fucking desk in my office.”
Oops. I keep my eyes shut while I hear Fatal state, “Then turn around so we can untangle.”
He pulls out of me and I quickly jump off the desk to snag my pants and underwear from the floor.
I can feel the sperm gliding down my legs while I get dressed.
Yuck. The downside of not using a condom, but the heightened feeling of his bare cock inside me is worth it.
I’m still on birth control. We’re both in agreement to enjoy our time together before starting a family.
“I would already be your damn son-in-law if your daughter would agree to marry me,” Fatal grumbles, coming back to the words Swade threw at us.
I smirk at Fatal, knowing he’s mentioned it a few times already.
The first time he mentioned the courthouse we were barely together for a handful of days.
A relationship and feelings are things that need to grow.
The months we’ve spent together have shown both of us how well we work together.
Shared goals, mutual respect, honesty, and trust are key points that build a solid foundation.
It’s why I step closer to Fatal, push myself on my tiptoes, and whisper against his mouth, “Then marry me already. Let’s get to the courthouse right now.”
His head rears back and his eyes are blazing. “Are you fucking with me?”
“We just fucked, so I’m kinda serious right now.” I smirk.
He raises one eyebrow. “Kinda?”
I’m about to fire off a sassy reply when he suddenly reaches for my hand and starts to drag me out of the room. “Don’t say anything because the next thing I want tumbling from those lips is ‘I fucking do.’”
“Can we keep it decent?” Swade sighs.
“Come along old man,” I throw over my shoulder. “You’re coming with us to the courthouse.”
We’re going down the stairs when I notice Remus, Heart, and a few others. Fatal lets them know what’s going to happen and they all ride along with us. Heart shoots off a text message and later that night we have a party to celebrate.
Celebrate the fact I’m officially able to call him my old man and my husband. The man who heightened life, who revived my heart and made it beat to the rhythm of the love that I get in return. It’s a new experience, one of many we’ve created by being together.
Damn exhilarating and I can’t wait to see what our future holds next.