Page 20 of Giving It to the Monster

“Are you ladies trying to ruin my girl?” Saint said, drawing attention to the door that had opened.

“You got it, big brother,” Elena said.

Natasha picked up one of the dildos, followed by a butt plug, and then unable to resist, she picked up a dirty movie. Placing the items on the counter, she grabbed Saint’s money.

He moved up behind her. “Interesting.”

“I think so. It should keep me entertained while you’ve got me locked up in your house.”

Saint placed a hand on her hip, and Natasha bit her lip. The years that had kept them separate faded away at the smallest touch.

How could it be that he had this power over her?

You never forgot him.

You never wanted to leave him.

You did anyway!

So many mistakes. So much regret filled her.

Saint’s breath fanned across her neck, and she glanced back to look at him. “You don’t have a problem, do you?”

“Not at all. Get what you want.”

He didn’t let her go, and he even took the bag from Elena, promising to see his sister soon before they made their way out of the shop. Natasha’s heart was pounding, her pussy slick, and her tits heavy.

“How come you’ve not phoned Nigel yet?”

They walked back to the car, and the moment they parted, she missed his touch. She wanted him, and that was a big problem. Would he even want her again?

“I don’t know. I think I’d like to see him face to face. That way I can get a sense of how this is going to play out.”

“Are you sure you want to divorce Simon?”

“Hell yeah. I’ve been wanting out of his life for a long time.” She slammed the door closed, and strapped in. All she wanted to do was end her mistake, and forget about it. Simon had never been the guy for her. She’d just been so damn lonely, and it had been easier to marry him.

Her father had warned her, but she refused to listen to him. She’d been so stupid.

“I’ll take you to him now.”

“How do you know he’ll see me?”

“He’ll see me. I’m a good client.”

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“Did you see the little fire between those two?” Melissa asked.

Elena nodded. “They have some history, and something tells me that history could be repeated.”

Melissa winced. “Let’s hope not. She leaves, and it could change Saint a lot more. He could end up being colder than ever before.”

“I hope she doesn’t leave. I vaguely remember her from my past. Saint, he’s told me a few things about the beginning before Mom took me away. Nat was always with him. Always.”

“I don’t know much about what happened back then, but I do know chemistry, lust, passion, when I see it.”

“That what you see in Pea?”

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