His words do more to me than any other man has done to me with his touch.
Before I can respond, two fingers stretch my pussy, and any response I had flees from my tongue.
He bites down on my nipple as I arch into him. The sharp pain is like a direct lightning strike straight down to my clit. Pulsing as it begs to be touched.
“Matthias.”
He pulls his fingers out of me, and I whimper at the emptiness. The deprivation of his touch makes my chest tighten, just for a second, before he thrusts them deep into me again, his palm slapping up against my pubis and his thumb grazing my clit.
“My god…” I gasp, my body primed for orgasm.
Teeth drag over my nipples, the sharp pain dangerously delicious. “You’re going to be needing to yell the right name if you want to come, little hellion.”
“Matthias… God, Matthias…”
He chuckles, his hot breath washing over my chest. “Two names? Darling, we’re going to have to work on that. But not tonight, all I want is to watch you come.”
He pumps in and out of me, only letting the pad of his thumb stroke over my clit every few seconds.
Each time, I inch a little closer toward my climax.
I’m losing my mind.
I know nothing but what’s happening with his hands on me, and his mouth on my nipple… and what’s about to come.
“You are drenched, darling,” he whispers, hoarsely, his voice about as drenched with lust as my pussy.
But when I think he’s going to keep fucking me with his hands at this maddening pace, he positions his finger into a V, sliding them on either side of my aching spot, and then presses them together, pinching my throbbing clit between them And I fucking lose it.
My body arches almost into a full back bend as I writhe against him, my climax explodes, and a molten hot pleasure spreads through my entire body. In the distance, I hear someone scream his name. It’s probably me but all I know is my entire body is flooding with intense pleasure as he keeps stroking my clit, pushing me toward another orgasm even before this one is over.
“Come again, darling, I know you have more in you. Give it to me,” he urges me.
He bites down hard on my nipple and presses his thumb hard against my tender spot, pushing away any remaining resistance.
“God…” I groan.
His hand pulls away. “What did I say about who you should be calling out for?”
The disappointment makes me scream, “Matthias… Matthias… don’t stop.”
He laughs as he lowers himself down my body and rams his tongue inside me. The sound of his sucking my wetness out of me makes me feel so fucking dirty. “You taste like fucking heaven. Give me more, come on, my little hellion…”
His tongue returns inside, and he grabs my hips and pushes me harder against him. Clenching, I fight my orgasm, not sure if I can handle another one.
And he knows.
Pulling his tongue out, he grinds it against my clit as he rams two fingers inside me.
There’s no warning as an almost painful pleasure, a white-hot electrical current, shatters me.
Matthias pulls his fingers away, but he doesn’t stop licking. His tongue curls inside me as he laps at my trembling pussy.
“I’m not going to waste a drop,” he murmurs, the vibrations making me jerk. My body is like a live wire, sensitive to everything.
Finally, he crawls back up my body and pulls me against him, stroking my back as my breath slows. “Get some sleep, little hellion. Trust me, you’re going to need it if you’re going to marry me.”
And even though I don’t know what that means… don’t know what any of this means, my body is spent and I fall asleep, his heartbeat in my ear, his scent infiltrating my dreams.
MATTHIAS
S
he sleeps fitfully, and it breaks my heart.
I don’t know what’s going through her head as she lays there, her face scrunched into a frown,
letting out an occasional groan or whimper. And not the kind that turns my cock into steel. This one cuts at whatever armor I have left around my heart.
I wake about an hour after I make her come and don’t have it in me to move in case it wakes her. Fitful sleep is better than nothing.
But when my phone buzzes, I know I have to check it. It’s in the middle of the workday, and if there’s an emergency, I’m going to have to take care of it.
But it’s not, it’s a picture of Patrick, making his way to his office for the first time since I smashed his face in.
Just seeing him rises the bile up my throat.
I send a message back. I want to know what deals he’s working on right now and all of his clients. I’m going to make him bleed out of his bank account as well as his fucking face.
I haven’t done anything yet because I wanted to lure him into a false sense of security before I disemboweled him from the inside out.
Done, boss, comes the response. And I know it’s as good as done. I pay Dmitrik a lot for my intel and I expect to get my money’s worth.
Clarissa stirs next to me, so I put down the phone and curl up around her, laying an arm over her waist.
I might not have been able to protect her from the first attack, but I’m going to make sure that if he even dares breathe the same air as her, he’s going to find his lungs on the outside of his body.
“Sleep, darling,” I whisper.
***
The meeting with Paula goes as well as can be expected.
She is going to leak to the press tomorrow that we’re together and then on Friday, release a press release confirming our relationship and announce our engagement.
Which means I need to tell my brothers.
We’ve agreed not to tell Gerry or the board, and just act as though this is real. But my brothers deserve to know the truth, and they deserve to hear it from me.
Clarissa sits like a statue next to me while we talk about this, and even when I reach out to touch her, she doesn’t squeeze my hand back.
I understand.
It was hard enough when this was only a business transaction… but we’ve made it more than that. And what that more is, it’s God’s guess. Neither of us knows, that’s for sure.
I think I know how my brothers are going to react, but we’ve always respected what the others have decided to do in the running of our respective divisions.