Chapter Twenty-Nine

The police cars disappeared out of the mouth of the cul-de-sac. One of them carried an angry and bloody Nick in the backseat. Natasha closed the door and turned to Fury, who looked sober leaning against the back of the couch. Everything had gone as well as it could have. They were forced to call the authorities after everything Nick did. Fury thought someone might arrest him, but Natasha had produced the falsified documents from John. The cops barely blinked at the cyborg.

Now Natasha was alone with him, wondering where they went next. “I missed you,” she said. It was a start.

“I missed you, too.” Fury put an arm around her shoulders, giving her a feeling of relaxation and safety that she always experienced in his company. They stood quietly together for a moment. There were many things they could have said to each other, but words couldn’t express their feelings. The silence seemed more appropriate.

“I love you, Natasha.”

The words were surprising, but they pleased her. They felt better than anything else Fury could have said at that moment. “I love you, too.” She tipped her head up to kiss him.

Fury scooped her up and carried her up the stairs to the bedroom, never breaking the kiss. The cyborg laid her on the bed and slowly removed every piece of clothing she wore. He kissed each part of her skin as it came into view.

She reveled in the slow process, allowing Fury’s deliberate actions to wash away all the bad things that had happened to them. No matter who wanted to blackmail or control them, they still had each other.

“You are mine,” Fury whispered as he climbed on top of her. “You will never regret it.” Moving down, he stroked her pussy with his tongue, teasing her clit with the touch of his mouth and slowly working her into a frenzy.

She arched her hips and was eager to pull him inside her again. She had no idea what he held in store for her, but she wanted to ask for one thing. “I want to suck your dick.” The nurse had imagined many times what it would be like, and she needed to know the truth.

“Then get up here.” Fury stood and backed away from the bed, forcing Natasha to get down on her knees.

Natasha stared up and saw a look of possession on Fury’s face. Her core contracted once again. She wrapped a hand around the base of his shaft and took the tip of his cock in her throat, closing her lips around it and enjoying the salty taste. Her mouth slid deeper as she opened her throat to make room for all of it. He threw his head back and groaned.

“Damn, you have a nice dick,” she murmured. Natasha took her mouth off for a moment to see how aroused he was. She started to massage his balls with her hands as she swallowed again.

“If you keep doing that,” he warned, “I’ll be forced to show you just how much I like it.”

Natasha brought her fingers around the base of his cock again and squeezed. “Do it, robot.”

He growled, and a shiver of pleasure ran down her spine.

“Then again, maybe I’ll just make you work harder.” He picked her up and carried her back to the bed. He lay down and positioned her on top. “I know you’ve wanted to fuck me for weeks. Show me how your pussy works.”

The nurse plunged down, ramming his cock into her. She was hot and wet, and it was a relief to feel him fill her up. She leaned forward as she ground against his body, letting her tits bounce against his face. He grabbed her breasts and pushed his face in her cleavage, moving his hips underneath her.

Natasha felt herself clenching, squeezing tighter around him until her core rippled. She cried out with pleasure, but it wasn’t enough. She wanted to see him happy. “How do you want me?” she whispered.

“No,” he said as he pushed her upright. “I want you to do it yourself. Lick your fingers and touch yourself. Make yourself come.”

Natasha blushed. As hot and heavy as she had gotten in the past, she’d never been with someone who liked to watch. Still gyrating up and down, the nurse reached down with her right hand and moved her fingertips in slow circles on her clit.

“Faster. I want to see it.”

She obeyed, moving faster, pushing harder. Her left hand came up to touch her breasts, massaging her nipples and bringing her to the brink. “Yes,” she whispered as her center tightened.

“Show me how much you enjoy being on top of me.” Fury pushed his hips, shoving his cock farther up inside of her.

“Yes! Yes!” Natasha released her clit and braced herself on the bed. It felt like every orgasm she’d ever had was coalescing inside of her, pulling her in like a drawstring.

Fury felt it as his cock expanded. He pulled his hips back into the mattress and pushed up. His balls slapped against her, and he reached out his hands to grip her waist.

They exploded together, writhing and pumping until every bit of energy was wrung out of them. Natasha collapsed on top of him, and he wrapped his arms around her. Their chests heaved as they fought to catch their breath. Fury’s cum trickled down onto the sheets.

“You’re mine, Natasha,” he repeated. “All mine.”

“Yes, Fury,” she replied with a smile. “All yours.”