You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) -
Chapter 573
The sexual tension between them continued to rise as Natasha looked into his eyes.
"You're playing with fire here, Nat. You know that, right?" Kenneth asked in a deep and seductive voice.
Natasha's cold and distant gaze turned slightly affectionate as she said, "You're still casually talking to me, though. Maybe the fire isn't strong enough."
There was a hint of excitement in Kenneth's eyes as he stared intensely at her and grabbed her wrist.
There was no way he would miss out on such an obvious green light from her.
Kenneth then scooped her into his arms and carried her over to the bed.
Natasha was about to say something when Kenneth got on top of her and sealed her lips with his. Natasha closed her eyes as he showered her entire body with aggressive and passionate kisses.
It wasn't her first time having sex with him, so she was all too familiar with his behavior in bed.
Instead of trying to fight him, Natasha simply let him take the lead and went with the flow.
After what seemed like forever, Natasha felt a tingling sensation as though an electric current was coursing through her body. Kenneth leaned in close and whispered into her ear, "Are you ready, Nat?" "Yeah..." Natasha mumbled with a dreamy look in her eyes, much to Kenneth's satisfaction.
"Here I come, then." Kenneth's deep and raspy voice sounded particularly sexy.
He was about to remove his towel when Natasha tensed up all of a sudden.
The dreamy look in her eyes disappeared as a deep frown formed on her face.
"What's wrong, Nat?" Kenneth asked.
The next thing he knew, Natasha closed her eyes and massaged her temples with a painful expression.
"Nat?" Kenneth called out to her worriedly.
Natasha remained silent and simply clutched at her forehead and temples in agony.
"Nat!" Kenneth then quickly put on his clothes and made a call with his phone.
Eventually, Natasha couldn't hold it in any longer and let out a scream, "Ah!"
Kenneth felt his heart ache when he heard her screaming in pain.
"Nat!" He hugged her tightly in hopes of it relieving her pain somehow.
That was when his call got through, and Dave's voice came on the other line, "Hey, Kenneth! What's up?"
"Dave, make the arrangements for a trip to the best hospital possible! It's very urgent!" Kenneth said. "What happened?"
"I don't have time to explain right now! I'll tell you about it later!"
"Okay!"
Dave then hung up the phone and got to work while Kenneth carried Natasha out of the bedroom.
After going through the corridor and down the stairs, Kenneth had just carried her out the front door when his driver brought the car around.
Natasha buried her face in his chest and gripped his shirt tightly as sweat came pouring down her forehead.
The driver then opened the door so Kenneth could carry Natasha into the car. After setting her down in the back seat, he told the driver, "Take us to the best hospital! Hurry!"
The driver nodded and floored the accelerator while Kenneth cradled Natasha in his arms in the back of the car.
Knowing how tough and headstrong she was, the fact that she was trembling all over and drenched in sweat showed just how much pain she was in.
She was gripping onto Kenneth's shirt so tightly that her knuckles had turned white. Kenneth gave her hand a gentle squeeze and said, "Nat, you can scratch or bite me if you can't hold it in. Whatever you do, just don't hurt yourself." Although he wasn't able to feel her pain, it hurt him deeply to see her suffering like this.
Natasha simply kept quiet and buried her face in his chest.
"Go faster! Go faster!" Kenneth yelled at the driver as the car continued speeding through the city.
Every passing second felt like an hour when he saw the agony Natasha was in.
"Yes, sir!" the driver replied and increased the speed even further.
Despite them going at an incredibly high speed, it still wasn't fast enough for Kenneth.
"Can't you go any faster?" he asked.
"This is the maximum speed limit, Mr. Hamilton. The traffic police will stop us if we go any faster than this!" the driver replied with a frown.
"I can handle that, so just go faster-"
Kenneth was cut off mid-sentence when Natasha placed her hand on his.
As he lowered his gaze, he noticed that she looked a lot better.
"How are you feeling, Nat?"
"I'm fine now..." Natasha mumbled. Her face was still pale, but she didn't seem to be in that much pain anymore.
She then glanced at the driver and said, "Safety comes first."
The driver breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was all right. "Don't worry; I'll make sure you two get there safely."
Natasha shifted her gaze back toward Kenneth and gently caressed his tightly knitted brows. "I don't like it when you frown. You look really fierce and scary!"
Kenneth's eyes reddened when he heard that. "All right. I'll stop frowning from now on, okay?"
Natasha flashed him a faint smile in response.
There was a hint of sadness in her eyes when she looked at him and said hesitantly, "Kenneth, I think I might be sick."
I brushed off the first two headaches as the result of being too tired, but it has happened three to four times now. I don't think being tired causes splitting headaches like these... It hurt so much that my head felt like it was going to explode. At one point, I even thought I was going to die! All things considered, being sick is the only possibility I can think of.
Kenneth tightened his grip on her hand as he said, "No, you're not sick! There must be something else causing your headache! We'll replace out what it is once we get you checked out at the hospital! Don't worry; I'm sure you'll be fine!"
"Kenneth..."
"Even if you are sick, I will make sure to get you treated! We've got Spencer, remember? I'm sure he'll be able to treat whatever it is you have! You'll be fine, Nat!" Kenneth promised.
"What if it's something incurable?" Natasha asked.
Kenneth tightened his grip on her hand even more. "No, that's impossible! You will be well, Nat!"
"Kenneth..."
Kenneth cut her off, "You're tired, Nat. You should get some rest. We'll be arriving at the hospital soon. Don't worry; everything is going to be okay."
He's clearly displaying signs of avoidance and denial... Well, I can understand why he would respond like this. Maybe I should refrain from pressuring him any further. We'll replace out once we get to the hospital anyway.
With that in mind, Natasha flashed him a faint smile and nodded. "Okay."
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