Inside, I poured some whisky and put on a record. I smiled to myself as I opened up the card.
Memory of me is all you’ll ever have from now on. Here’s a hint: Smell is the best trigger. Natalie.
I opened the box and my smile turned into a huge grin. Inside were two panties I had sent her earlier.
And instantly I knew what the card meant by smell. I picked up a pair and lifted it to my nose.
Unmistakable. It was her smell, her fucking delicious smell. I breathed her in deeply. The girl had clearly gotten off in these, and that made my cock instantly hard.
She was crazy. I couldn’t believe she had responded that way. I mostly expected her to feel embarrassed and to maybe throw it all away. But instead, she sent me back this, the perfect response.
I smelled the other pair, smiling to myself. Scent really was the best trigger of memory, and the thought of her body came rushing back to me.
I wasn’t sure what she intended with the panties, but it only made me want her even more. I took another deep sip of whisky, remembering the way she whimpered as my fingers did their magic, working her soaked cunt, making her mine.
I put the box on my nightstand, finished off my whisky, and climbed into bed. Maybe I’d have a nice dream of her sweet pussy wrapped around my raging hard dick.
Or maybe in the morning I could make that a reality. Maybe those panties were meant to be a challenge, but I saw them as a promise.
A promise that she was going to be mine, one way or another.
Chapter Nineteen: Natalie
The pool was surprisingly calm and empty as I sat there listening to music and paging through a magazine.
I kept thinking about my little prank that I had sent Lucas the day before. I hadn’t heard anything from him, but I knew he got the box. At least, it wasn’t sitting out in front of his door anymore.
I had a weird little feeling in the back of my head. What if he hadn’t gotten it? What if someone else had grabbed it? I would be so, so embarrassed. Worse, it could cause some problems in his crazy family.
But I couldn’t worry myself too much. He had started it, so I was assuming leaving presents like that was safe. Hopefully at least.
I sighed, looking up at the sky. I had been feeling so stressed out lately, but sitting by the water was calming me down a lot. I had always loved pools and never gotten to be near one when I was younger. Chicago was also not exactly the best environment for outdoor swimming, or at least outside of the main summer months.
Fortunately, it was a hot summer so far, which meant I could sit out by the pool in my bikini with absolutely zero discomfort.
I let out a breath, finally feeling relaxed.
“There you are.”
I clenched my jaw, surprised. I looked over my shoulder and saw my mother walking toward me.
So much for feeling relaxed.
“Hi, Mom.” I said.
She sat down in the chair next to me. “I haven’t seen you in a while,” she said.
“I know. You been busy?”
“I guess so.” She stretched her legs out.
I hadn’t seen her since the first night we moved in. Mom was like that, always disappearing. And I figured she had already taken over her part of the house, redecorating and ordering the staff around.
“How are you settling in?” she asked.
“Fine, I guess.”
“Are you used to having a staff?”
I laughed, shaking my head. “Not at all.”
“No, neither am I.” She smiled and shrugged. “But people have been so nice, especially Franklin. He’s really gone above and beyond to show me around.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Who’s Franklin?”
“Remember the nice boy that drove us here?”
“Sure.”
“That’s Franklin.”
I remembered him well: the creepy guy from the kitchen.
“Well good. I’m glad you made a friend.”
She laughed. “I wouldn’t call him a friend, dear. He’s still just part of the staff, after all.”
“Right. Of course.”
“He’s a very smart boy though, speaks a few languages. Spanish, German, Russian, Italian, a few others.”
“Are you taking language classes?”
She smiled strangely. “Trying to learn a little Italian for Arturo.”
“How very nice of you.”
“Have you explored the grounds much?”
I shook my head, looking out across the water. “I’ve tried, but it’s so big.”
“I know. Bigger than I would have guessed.”
“What do they even need all this space for?”
“Oh, who knows? They have a lot of people in their organization. I think people stay here from time to time.”
“Their organization,” I said ruefully. “I wish you had warned me before we moved in.”