Six Inch - [Lando Norris]

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"Your time is up, Mr. Norris".

Lando looked into her eyes that showed that hint of playfulness, that hint that betrayed the fact that she was enjoying this, riling him up. That's why he took a deep breath and he let go of her. His fingertips had dugged into the flesh of the back of her thigh, but they slipped from her warm skin and he parted from her. The air was still hot and tense, the lights still dimmed and his thoughts wandered to everything that could had happened with his time wasn't up. "It was a pleasure". Lando spoke up finally, one of his hands pushing into the pocket of his slacks. He watched her pick up the silken cami and she pulled it around her figure, hiding her almost naked form from his eyes again. "Did I make it worth?". Natalya asked, looking in the mirror at herself when she moved her hair from under the cami, letting it wave down her shoulders again. "To stay longer in Madrid". She continued, turning around to face him. Lando nodded slowly. "You did". He said, looking down at her bare feet when she stepped closer to him again. "Pretty little vixen". He grinned as she batted her lashes at him.

"You think I'm being cute but I'm just waiting for you to pay me". Natalya muttered, adjusting the collar of his blouse and his fingers were tingling to feel her skin under them again. Lando chuckled, his knuckles grazing her cheeks before his fingertips glided over her jaw, her throat and she gnawed on her bottom lip when his palm added pressure and he didn't miss the way she gasped softly, her teeth digging into her lip again after she swallowed a whimper. "I've met you twice and you do things to me, love". His thumb brushed over her lower lip, unhooking it from her teeth and her bright eyes gazed up at him again, slightly hooded. "This is for you". He drew an envelope from his other pocket, handing it to her. "I'm inviting you to London". Lando spoke next. "You seem like a woman who loves to be spoiled...". He hummed, tilting his head sideways slightly, knowing he was right. "So, let me spoil you for a weekend. Maybe we can stop the games we've been playing and let our guards down for a minute". Natalya was slightly surprised by his offer. She took the envelope from him first, her nails tapping against it.

She didn't have to count the bills in there to know he had been paying her generously. "Is there no other pretty girl you want to take with you to London?". She asked. "Plenty". Lando shrugged. "But no one has gotten my interest and attention like you have". Natalya let out a breathy laugh. "Hmm, cliché". She said. "But I'll accept your offer. I've never visited London before". She added, glancing back up at him. "Good". Lando nodded. "I will teach you some golf then". He grinned, amused when she raised her brow at him. "I'll contact Mr. Sainz about it to let him know I'm stealing you from him for a weekend". He said then, moving towards the door. "Why would you?". Natalya asked. "Why would I not?". Lando replied. "Because it's my decision if I want to go with you or not. Mr. Sainz hired me and let me sign a contract that I will be loyal to him in terms of business. If I break that, that is my problem and the consequences are mine". Natalya said and Lando nodded, knowing she was right. He just didn't want to make it seem to his partner like he was stealing the gorgeous girl from his club.

"Alright. Then plan it in yourself. You can have my phone number to let me know when you're available. The offer stands as long as you want". Lando said, taking a pencil from the inner pocket of his jacket and he wrote his number down on the back of the envelope he had given her before. "Are you going home now?". She asked and he nodded. "My jet leaves in an hour". He informed her. "What about you?". He asked her. "I'm working till two. I have the shift of the VIP lounge tonight". Natalya informed. Lando nodded again. "Gracias, Natalya". He said, making her direct a small smile at him. "Likewise, Mr. Norris". Natalya purred, leaning forward, feeling her hands nearly melting on his chest when she placed them on his firm pectorals. Lando smelled her perfume, the fresh scent that added even more to her beauty, while her lips pressed to his cheek, playfully close to his lips. "Now your time is really up". Natalya mentioned while they heard a knock at her door. "Fair enough". Lando answered. "Have a good night". He told her and he opened the door to get out, Gianluca got inside instead.

"Natalya". He muttered softly, bowing his head lightly. Natalya never understood why he did that, she wasn't by far his boss or anything. "Hey, Gianluca". Natalya replied. "I thought to check up on you and everything went the way you wished". He said, making her smile at the young guard. "It was perfect". She replied. "Thank you". Gianluca nodded, a soft blush showing up on his cheeks when he saw her picking up her dress. He cleared his throat next. "Mr. Sainz wanted to see you in his office by the way". He informed her and she nodded. "Alright". Gianluca offered her a small smile. "Shall I wait for you in the hallway?". The Brazilian asked. "Yes, please". Natalya told him, tying her robe a little tighter around her petite waist while she took her belongings with her to put it in her bag. Natalya took her bottle of water with her as she walked out of the room, using the other entrance that directed to the hallway of the offices and Mr. Sainz' officer was right at the end. She didn't expect him to be in today, but she guessed he wanted to keep up with her progress with the British mobster. Natalya knocked on the door twice before entering, closing the door behind her.

Carlos was on the phone and he lifted his hand at her so she would wait. He spoke in rapid words to whoever was on the phone, but Natalya said nothing and she didn't even listen to what he said as she sat down on the chair in front of his desk and she replayed the scene of her dance for Lando this evening. She thought about the way his touch had warmed her skin, how his hands had held her and the magnetic energy that seemed to buzz between them, even though she had been ignoring her hammering heart the whole time. The sound of Carlos ending the conversation and placing his phone on his desk caused her eyes to lift to his. "Your eyes are sparkling, Natalya". The Spanish mobster spoke. "Mr. Norris was kind enough to invite me on a trip to London". She revealed. "Apparently he has a passion for golfing". She added, causing Carlos to snort. "Sure". He laughed. "When will you go?". He asked, taking a note block and a pen to make sure he wouldn't forget it. "I was thinking about next weekend". Natalya said, crossing her legs over each other. "And that I could take the jet". She cocked her head sideways, knowing she could push the puttons a little now he was in a good mood.

"She thought she could take the jet". Carlos repeated with a grin on his lips. "Fine". He said rightaway. "The queen gets what the queen wants". He said next and the slightly dull look in his eyes told her he had been drinking a whiskey or two. "Be careful with that, Mr. Sainz". Natalya said as she stood up, leaning her hands on the edge of his desk. "Next week on Friday morning I'll travel to the airport with Gianluca and I'll fly to London". She stated, making him nod slowly and he watched her straighten herself before she walked out of his office. Natalya felt content and Gianluca gave her a smile as she brushed past him. "We're going to London next week, Gianluca". She informed him. "We?!". The younger mobster asked. "Invitation of Mr. Norris himself". Her eyebrows wiggled up and down before disappearing in her dressingroom to change for the remaining of her shift tonight.

Lando rolled over in his bed when his phone on his nightstand started to ring. He moved a hand through his face and his fingers through his hair, the sheets falling down to his waist when he sat up slightly. Who the hell was calling him at eight thirty in the morning on a Sunday? He picked up the phone, answering with a gruff "What do you want?". He heard her sweet giggle through the phone and his mood instantly brightened, making him clear his throat to get rid of his morning voice that was thickened with sleep. "I just wanted to tell you that you can expect me on British soil next Friday". Natalya chirped, as if she hadn't just worked till two in the night and was now brightly awake on an early Sunday morning. "And you couldn't wait another two hours to call me?". Lando asked, a grin on his lips as he laid back on the pillows. "Not really". She replied. "Mr. Sainz was so nice to tell that I could travel by his jet. I assume he has a hangar at Heathrow airport". Natalya continued. "He does". Lando confirmed. "Wonderful. That was all". She said next, causing him to snort. "That was a short call". He said. "Well, what else do you want me to say?". Natalya asked.

"Nothing special". Lando shrugged, even though she couldn't see it. "I gave you my private number by the way". He told her. "Don't worry about it, Norris. I'm not that much of a texter so I won't be occupying you much". Lando let out a breathy laugh. "It's alright, Natalya". He hummed. "Then I'll see you next week". He said. "See you then". She replied before ending the conversation. Lando took the phone away from his ear and he added her number to his contacts. He looked at her profile picture of her contact, it was a stunning black and white photo of her and she looked just as beautiful as she had looked last night and the previous time he had seen her. Lando sighed and dropped his phone on the sheets, folding his hands behind his head while he looked up at the ceiling. Natalya is intelligent and a devious foxy woman and he knew he shouldn't just step into this with her. But there was no one and nothing pulling him back from it and he was already halfway in.