I walked into Natashas office after talking to AOC. Vera and I agreed to meet for lunch again today, She was actually really fun company.
"Where did you go?" Natassha asked pouring herself coffee.
"14th district office."
She rolls her eyes and sits back down.
"What's that about?" I smile.
"Visiting your girlfriend?" She says annoyed.
"Oh, how the tables turn," I find it amusing, her jealousy.
"I didn't like how she was all over you," she says in disgust.
"She kissed my cheek Nat, Sydney does it all the time and you don't say anything."
She tilts her head down to look at me, "then I fuck you to remind you who you belong to."
I cross my legs, her words made my stomach clench. She smirks at me noticing my movement.
"I could do you on this desk right now, just as a little reminder."
I gulp and look in the directions of the painting like I did to distract myself from her.
I hear her walk closer to me but my eyes remain on the woman with a parasol painting.
"Look at me when I talk to you," she grabs my chin and moves my face to look at her. She lowers down on her knees and pries open my legs. My heart starts beating faster. "You're mine," she reaches up my skirt and lightly presses on my clit over my underwear, "Say it, say your mine."
"I'm yours," I say gripping onto the sides of the chair.
"Say my name," she starts to circle her thumb on my clit.
"I'm yours, Natasha," I moan. She takes her hand out from under my skirt and stands up. "No, touch me" I plead.
"No more visits to that office," she leans over and kisses my forehead. She walks away to her chair.
"I'd be more worried about Sydney if I were you, she's undressed me before," I tease.
"Yeah, I have," She says walking into the door stumbling over everything she's carrying. As always her timing is impeccable.
Natasha turns her head quickly to look at me. I just lift my brows and let Sydney keep talking.
"She was stinking up the room, I needed to get her clean." She said catching her breath.
"That's .. not what you were supposed to say" I stutter. I take a closer look at the things she put on the ground: legos, a teddy bear, a blanket, and a Gucci children's backpack with smiling bananas on it.
"Absolutely not," I say.
"Please just for the day, his schools coming for a trip he said he wanted to spend the day with you."
"I said I wanted to go to Chuck E Cheese," Theo says slowly approaching the door.
"Well there's Chuck," she says signaling to Natasha, "and she'll probably eat cheese over there later," she signals at me.
Natasha spits out a laugh.
"All you have to do is take a picture with his school and he'll leave with them."
She nudges him inside the office and takes off.
Natashas still giggling at the joke.
"You liked that one huh?" I say smiling at her.
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The Presidents Daughter || NATASHA X FEM READER
Fanfic"You haven't done anything wrong Y/N," Natasha says softly. "Then why are you acting like this? Why aren't you looking at me?" I raise my voice. "Because you are my employee because you are the president's daughter and I am a Senator. You have a bo...
