CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

SOLOMON

I began to realize Natalie changed everything for me. 

Since meeting her and falling for her, I knew my life wouldn’t be the same anymore.

No one ever told me I was a good father. Everyone said I would be the exact opposite, so I always assumed I was a shitty one. 

Despite all the love I had for my Ari and how proud I was of her, I did my job and lived my life in such a way that a bullet could end me any day of the week. If that happened, I figured she wouldn’t miss me and be better off raised by Netta or some nice family who adopted her. 

With just a few words, Natalie made me realize that my daughter needed me. 

Me. Her dad. 

I had to stick around and raise her because her mother was gone. I was all she had. 

And she wasn’t the only one who needed me.

Natalie did too. 

If I lost my life getting my retaliation on Antigua, it wouldn’t matter as long as the mission was successful. At least that’s what I thought yesterday. 

But that day, when she jumped trembling into my arms and thanked me for saving her life, I realized I needed to live. For both of my girls. The beautiful blue-eyed one who kept my cock permanently hard whenever she was near, and my sweet little munchkin who was my flesh and blood.

They needed me. And as a man, I needed to be there for them.

After Natalie calmed down, I wouldn’t let her return to her own chair. I kept her sitting in my lap until we finished off our second bottle of wine and all our food. By the time I paid our bill and we started walking home, we were both thoroughly tipsy and shamelessly groping and kissing each other. 

“Stop that,” I said but made no motion to keep her from grabbing my thick bulge through my pants. “Or I’ll have to fuck you in someone’s backyard here.” 

“Oooh, I’ve never done it out in the great outdoors,” she giggled and reached up to kiss me. 

I picked her up off the ground and carried her for several steps, kissing her all the while until she began slipping down my body.

“Come on now, my love,” I said laughing, pulling her to her feet. “We’re almost home. Then we can fuck each other’s brains out with abandon.” 

She stood and stopped walking abruptly, facing me on the sidewalk. Her blue eyes were large and filled with emotion. Then out of nowhere, she giggled again and kissed me.

“I love you too,” she said grinning. 

What?    

My horny and alcohol-soaked brain tried to connect the dots. Did I drunkenly say it and forgot already? Or did she hear me incorrectly? 

None of it mattered. I looked at her face, listened to her speak, saw her strength and how much she cared for my daughter. She was already a hundred times more of a mother than the woman who gave birth to her. 

“I love you, Natalie.” My hands flew to her gorgeous face and pulled her in to kiss her with everything I had. She made a little sound of surprise but kissed me back with equal passion, tugging at my shirt collar.

“I really love you. I do,” I whispered against her lips as I held her tightly, repeating the words like a mantra as the realization flowed through me and lifted me. Everything that was missing in my life, I held right there in my arms. 

And it squirmed and wiggled, trying to get away. 

“Come onnnnn, let’s make another babyyy!” she sang, grinning naughtily and stumbling slightly as she pulled me in the direction of home. 

I didn’t even care if she was drunk and not realizing what she said. Those words made me want to shoot the heavy load in my balls deep in her needy pussy with no barrier between us. I was so drunk on wine and feeling in love that putting my baby inside Natalie sounded so perfect. Ari could have a sibling and the mommy she always wanted.

“You want to feel me cum inside you?” I growled into Natalie’s ear, tugging her hair back slightly as we made it up the front porch and my primal, animal instincts took over. “Want me to bend you over and fuck you til you’re pregnant?”

“Yes,” she moaned, arching her back and grinding her juicy ass against my crotch as I struggled to get the front door open. “Fill me up with your cum, please.”

We finally burst through the front door, tearing at each other’s clothes before even getting it open. I had just barely enough common sense left to kick the door closed behind me. My mind and body were both hell bent on sinking into the sweet, tight depths of Natalie’s pussy and nothing on earth could deter me.

I turned her around and bent her over the back of the couch, taking a moment to squeeze her ripe ass cheeks in my fists while I rubbed my cock between them. When I lifted the hem of her dress over her hips, her panties were already soaked with wetness. 

She squirmed and mewled like a good little kitten when I rubbed her slit, pulling her panties aside to gaze at that beautiful pussy. 

“Mmm, I love how wet you get for me.” I ran my tongue from her clit to her tight little asshole and she nearly jumped off the couch. 

Out of nowhere, the TV turned on to a random news channel. 

“The fuck?” I muttered. 

Natalie wriggled an arm underneath her and pulled out the TV remote she accidentally laid down on. She tossed it on the couch and looked back at me with the hottest, lust-filled expression I ever saw.

“Don’t stop. Get your cock out and fuck me,” she demanded. 

I stood up and unzipped, more than happy to oblige. She was wet and beyond ready to receive my cum. I was hard as concrete and ready to pound mercilessly into her. 

Ignoring the background noise of the TV, I rubbed the swollen, silky head along her slit a few times before pushing past the threshold and sinking all the way up to the base. 

“Fuuuuck,” I moaned as her pussy swallowed me. She arched her back and pressed her ass back against me for more. I gripped the fabric of her dress and held on as I pushed deeper into her. 

She gripped me so tightly, holding onto my cock every time I pulled back like she never wanted it to leave. I knew she was on the verge of coming and reached around to hit that little bundle of nerves, driving even harder into her as I did.

“You want this even deeper, babe?” I said. “You want this cock to tear you apart?”

“Ohhh yes, yes!” she cried, holding onto the couch for dear life as she teetered on the edge. 

The walls of her pussy closed in all around me, convulsing and sucking me in. I felt lightheaded as I tried to hold back and maintain control but her orgasms were too damn good at nearly setting me off too.

I stopped for a moment to breathe and cool down, just feeling her silky tightness wrap around me like a glove. Nothing in the world felt better than this.

Just as I got my bearings and began thrusting again, she suddenly stopped moving and making any noise. Her head turned to the side and her eyes focused on the TV screen. 

“Getting distracted?” I asked with a chuckle as I began fucking her harder. 

“Stop.” 

She reached behind her and pushed me back, making my cum-coated cock slide out. Saying nothing else, she slid off the back of the couch and sat down in front of the TV, her eyes still glued to the screen.

“Natalie, you okay?” 

Alarmed, I sat next to her. Her behavior did a complete 180 without warning. 

Her eyes were wide and I could see they were brimming with tears. She fumbled for the remote and quickly rewound the DVR to the beginning of the news story. 

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

I wrapped an arm around her and planted a light kiss on her shoulder. 

“It’s her,” she whispered, tears now falling down her face. “Look.” 

I turned to the TV to see a sharply dressed female news anchor with a practiced sad expression.

“The search for a missing teenager has come to a tragic end,” said the woman forlornly. “The body of sixteen-year-old Leah Harris was found in Yountville early this morning. Leah disappeared from her home in Bakersfield approximately four months ago. Local authorities believed she was kidnapped but had no suspects in custody. The cause of death is not yet known and police are continuing to investigate.” 

I turned to Natalie, who was now full-on sobbing and rubbed her arms and back. “You knew her? From there?”

She nodded and her breath hitched in her chest. 

“She was so young... the youngest of all of us. We all tried so hard to protect her. When I escaped… I stabbed the guard who was raping her and she told me to make a run for it. That was the last time I saw her.” 

Natalie turned toward me and sobbed deeply into my chest. I held her and gently rocked from side to side, rubbing her back and trying to soothe her. But my heart broke for the woman I loved and I felt absolutely helpless. 

“I promised to get her out!” she cried into my shirt and balled her hands into fists. “I swore I’d keep her safe but they fucking killed her!” 

“I’m so sorry,” I whispered into her hair as I stroked it. “What can I do for you?”

Her sobs quieted and she pulled away from my shoulder. Those beautiful blue eyes were filled with pain, loss, but also determination. She looked at me and I saw a fire. A thirst that was unquenchable except for one thing.

“Kill him,” she whispered. “If you love me at all, you’ll kill him.”