Page 38 of Vendetta

But he has to get up. And I won’t distract him further.

He clambers out of the bed, his dick swings between his legs as he walks through to the bathroom.

When he comes back out he’s washed and dressed.

I get up, figuring I can shower once he’s gone and he grabs a robe and hands it to me.

“You’d better put this on if you’re coming downstairs.” He says before heading out the room.

I frown before realising someone else is down there. No doubt waiting for Nico while we’ve been fucking.

I follow quickly after him. Maybe I am needy but I don’t want him to go without saying goodbye. As I reach the main living space I see Preston sat now having a low conversation with Nico.

They both look at me and I blush. Like a silly little girl. I can’t help it. I guess some part of me still can’t get my head around all of this.

“I don’t have anything to wear.” I say realising all I’ve got are my dirty panties from yesterday and his suit jacket. I don’t even have any shoes.

“I know.” Nico replies. “I’ve arranged for clothes to be brought here. Some designers will be bringing their wares and you can pick whatever you want.”

“I can pick?” I tease stepping closer to him. My last wardrobe was entirely of his choosing so I’m surprised he’s giving me this autonomy.

“Just remember what I like to see you in.” He says fingering the edge of my robe where it crosses over my breasts.

“I thought you preferred me without clothes?” I murmur and I see his lips twerk. I like amusing him. For some reason it makes me feel like we have more than just our physical attraction.

“Talking of which.” He says pulling something from his pocket and handing it to me.

“What is it?” I ask.

“Birth control.” He says fixing me with a very certain stare.

My eyebrow raises. I guess it makes sense. We haven’t used protection so far and as fun as this is we are only just getting to know each other, the last thing we need is for me to fall pregnant.

I examine the packet. “It’s only the morning after.” I say feeling infinitely aware of the fact Preston is right here listening to every word.

“Preston is arranging for the doctor to prescribe something more long term.” Nico says and I glance at him then, at his right hand man.

He meets my gaze but he doesn’t seem embarrassed. He doesn’t seem to have any sort of reaction whatsoever, as if all of this is perfectly normal. For a moment I wonder if they’ve done this before. Preston providing contraception for whoever Nico was fucking that month. I feel a stab of jealousy at the thought, and I feel a bit of anger too, that this might be all it is, me being flavour of the month.

Nico’s arms have crept back around me. His hands are in their usual place, grabbing my ass, claiming my cheeks as his domain.

“I thought you were running late.” I say to him.

“I am.” He says. “You’re very distracting.”

I laugh. “I don’t mean to be.”

Preston snorts then and we both look at him.

“I’m going.” Nico says letting me go. “You two play nice.”

My eyebrow raises and I look between them.

“You get to spend the day with me princess.” Preston says.

Nico throws him a look before kissing me and walking out.

“Why?” I ask as soon as he’s gone.