You're Out Daddy

Chapter 591

Kenneth sat down next to her silently with a dark expression.

Natasha leaned over and rested her head against his shoulder. “What's wrong? Are you upset?” she

asked in a whisper.

He hummed moodily in response.

“What's wrong?” she mumbled her question as she leaned leisurely against him.

“What do you think?” he asked while massaging her temples.

After hearing that, Natasha finally opened her eyes and sized him up. “Is it because of me?”

Kenneth did not answer, but the look in his dark eyes gave everything away.

“Is it because I took Spencer's clothes off?” Natasha asked tentatively.

Kenneth instantly narrowed his eyes. “You took his clothes off?”

She blinked innocently at him. “Is it not because of that? What is it, then?”

He was fuming by now. He stared at her while forcing himself to suppress the rage in his heart.

Of course, Natasha knew why he was upset. All of a sudden, she reached out and put her arms around

his neck, giving him a coy look. “Are you really upset?”

Her actions made his anger subside a little.

Nevertheless, Kenneth's jaw was still clenched tightly. “Of course I am.”

“Spencer is injured but refuses to get himself treated, so I went to take a look. I only took off his jacket.”

“You can't do even that!” Kenneth retorted, possessiveness in his tone.

“I know it wasn't really appropriate. But I said that you knew what I was like and wouldn't be upset with

me.” Her gentle voice and the way she was looking at him rendered him unable to get mad at her.

He sighed. “No matter how much I understand you, I'm not that generous, Nat.”

“So... Are you going to get angry with me and ignore me?” she asked mischievously.

Kenneth gazed back at her in silence with a complicated look in his eyes.

Having received no response from him, Natasha took a deep breath. “Okay, I get it...”

Just as she was about to pull away, Kenneth grabbed her. With her thin arms still resting on his

shoulders, she gazed up at him with an arched brow.

Kenneth narrowed his eyes. “Nat, are you really that impatient?”

Natasha stared at him. “Kenneth, am I impatient if I've waited for you for several years?”

He had to admit that her words made him feel good.

He finally relaxed his jaw but still had not entirely forgiven her yet. “Nat, you've never even undressed

me before.”

Natasha chuckled and shot him a teasing grin. “Mr. Hamilton, this hobby of yours is a little... peculiar.”

“And what about it?” He leaned forward slightly and pinned her down. He gazed at her, the passion

burning in his eyes threatening to burn even her.

“What else can I do but support you? Don't worry. I won't tell anyone about your big secret,” Natasha

replied with a cheeky grin.

“What about you? Aren't you going to do something?”

Natasha pondered about it. “Are you asking me to undress you?”

“Yes.” Kenneth's voice was raspy.

“Are you sure?”

Kenneth grabbed her hand and placed it on his waist, his hint as clear as day.

Natasha was rendered speechless.

Her eyes flickered. Since Kenneth is feeling playful, I'm going to go all out!

She smiled coyly at him. She was very beautiful, and it was as if her delicate features had been

carefully painted. Her slender fingers traced the outline of his waist. She was not touching his skin, but

the movement made Kenneth almost lose his self-control.

There had been a playful glint in his eyes. But as she continued to brush her fingers against his waist,

desire bubbled up inside him.

I underestimated how much I wanted her.

Natasha had not noticed the change in him and continued to touch him. When her fingers were on his

lower abdomen, she lightly scratched him with one finger. Kenneth's eyes darkened when he felt her

finger brush against his tummy.

The unveiled desire in his eyes burned stronger than ever before.

All of a sudden, he grabbed her hand.

Natasha was slightly taken aback. “What's wrong?”

Kenneth gulped. He gazed at her, his breathing a little labored. “If you keep going, something

indescribable is going to happen.”

It was then that Natasha noticed something. She looked up at him, hesitant to speak.

“I overestimated my self-control...” he said, his voice low.

“So... Should I still undress you?” she asked.

As soon as she said that, desire burned anew in his eyes. He sat up and said, “Don't seduce me, Nat.

Otherwise, I won't be to blame for turning a blind eye to your weak condition.”

Natasha stared back at him. If I weren't so weak right now, I would be able to continue.

But at this moment, she wasn't able to bring herself to continue, and she was indeed rather weak.

Natasha bit her lip and said nothing.

The two of them stared unblinkingly at each other.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Denise poked her head into the room. “Nat!”

She froze when she saw the two of them on the bed. “I-I didn't s-see a-anything!” she stammered as

she turned to close the door.

Kenneth turned toward the entrance. “Stop right there.”

Denise immediately complied. However, she remained with her back to them. “I didn't do it on purpose,

Daddy. I didn't see you come in...”

Kenneth let out a sigh. “Come in.”

What? Come in?

Denise cautiously turned around to see Kenneth helping to prop Natasha up.

Kenneth didn't seem to be flustered at all as he explained himself, “Nat was feeling dizzy due to the

excessive blood transfusion. I was just taking care of her.”

Haha! Those words might fool others, but not me. I've seen enough dramas to know what was

happening. How are you going to take care of someone when you're on top of them?

However, Denise did not verbalize her thoughts and walked over to them slowly.

She stopped before she was right in front of them and stared at them.

Kenneth fixed his gaze on her. “Next time, knock before you enter.”

“I did knock!”

He took a deep breath before adding, enunciating each word, “Knock and wait for permission to enter.”

Denise nodded immediately. “I got it!”

Once Kenneth was done, Natasha asked, “What's the matter? Is something wrong?”

When Denise heard that, she immediately lifted her gaze and grinned brightly at her. “It worked, Nat.”

Natasha frowned. “What worked?”

“Your words worked on Spencer. He finally allowed the doctor that Ben called over to treat him. He's

also willing to eat now!”

Natasha raised an eyebrow at that.