The sound of my legs slapping wetly together is vulgar and sensual both at once. When I reach him, I lean back on my knees, locking my hands behind my back to arch my back. “You’re a fucking goddess.”
Hands reaching down to my head, he feeds his cock into my mouth.
The saltiness of his precum coats my tongue as his cock glides into my mouth.
“Fuck,” he hisses, pumping the head of his cock into my lips. “I could come on your face right now, darling. But I want something more.”
He pulls me to my feet and bends me against his desk, fingers flicking my clit from behind. I’m so close it doesn’t take more than a few seconds before I’m begging to come again.
And this time, if he doesn’t… I might just die right here. “Let me come, Matthias… please. Fuck me.”
“Louder.” His thumb presses into me as his index finger circles my clit, pulling back every few seconds.
“Please. I’m begging you, please… fuck me and let me come.”
“I said, louder.”
I let go. Shouting the words, making my throat hoarse. “Please, I’m begging you. I need your cock inside me, ruining me. Please… please… Fuck me, make me your little slut.” I sob with need.
He spins me around, lifts my ass onto the table and shoves his cock inside me.
“Fuck,” he roars. “Darling, you’re so fucking wet,” he growls, leaning over, bracing his hands against the desk as he rams into me.
His cock stretching me, along with the friction of his pubis against me, finally send me over the edge and I grab his head, kissing him as my body shatters into a million pieces.
He doesn’t stop, just fucks into me, grunting from the exertion, pulling my legs up over his shoulder.
Another wave of pleasure crashes over me, blinding me with an orgasm that rips through me.
I’m breathless.
I’m his, every part of me is his, as his cock grazes parts I’ve never felt touched before, I whisper it.
“I’m yours. My pussy is yours, Matthias.”
“You’re going to kill me one day,” he growls. “I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but I’m yours.”
His words touch me just as he drops his head on my nipples and bites down. His cock drives me to another then another climax, and another.
Until I’m nothing but cum and sweat and dust and tremors.
Only then does he grip my chin, forcing my eyes on his and he roars, erupting inside me, as I wrap my legs around him.
Wrecked, he falls on top of me, gasping for air. His head on my chest, I hold him, hold him with every part of me, until I know, if we’re ever separated, I will bleed out and die.
***
“It’s my birthday.”
“Hmmm?” I say, lifting my head from the desk to watch him as he gently extricates himself from me.
“It’s my birthday today. Well, it was yesterday.” He stands by the desk and pulls his shirt off, and gently dabs it between my legs. He’s never stopped doing that, and it’s the most intimate experience, even after everything we’ve done together.
Shit.
I’d missed his birthday even though he’d asked me to come home a little early. Talk about selfish.
“Why didn’t you tell me? Matthias!”
He goes over to sit on the coach, running through his messed-up hair, giving me a sheepish smile. “I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it. Everyone has birthdays. But it’s the first time I haven’t been with even one of my brothers. Damien usually makes a big deal out of it because… he knows I’m the only one who really cares about birthdays, but…”
I sit up. “But he’s on his honeymoon.”
He shrugs. “Yeah. I mean, lame excuse, right?”
“You should’ve told me.”
He shrugs. “It’s fine. No big deal. Just thought I’d mention it. Since you might have wondered why I asked you to come home earlier.”
I come over and sit in his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck. “We’ll do something. Tomorrow night. I can’t take the whole night off, but I’ll come home early. And I’ll get you a present. A Rock ‘Em Sock ‘Em Robot toy or something.”
He chuckles, kissing me softly. “Firstly, I’ll take one of those any day. Secondly, you already gave me my birthday present.” I frown.
His face buries against my neck, breathing in deep. “You crawling on your knees, your cunt dripping, begging me to fuck you. I could never ask for anything more.”
I laugh. “Well, I didn’t even know it was your birthday… maybe I should give it to you again tomorrow.”
He lets out a small chuckle, but there’s a sadness in his eyes that breaks my heart. I should’ve come home earlier. Who knows when this bubble is going to burst.
“Actually,” he whispers, his lips tickling my ear, “I have a gift for myself too, but I’m going to wait until tomorrow to show you what it is.”
And I’m determined it up to him tomorrow.
***
“Guys, I’m going now. Try not to call me, okay? It’s Matthias’s late birthday celebration,” I call over my shoulder as I push on the back door.
In the dark, someone grabs my arm and slams me against the wall, his hand gripping around my throat.
I try to scream, but I can’t.
Fear clouds every pixel of my sight, and I force my eyes open.
Out of the dark, Patrick’s face leans into mine, eyes crazy. “You fucking bitch. You ruined everything! I’m going to make you pay for everything’s that happened. Take it from your flesh.”
He lifts his hand and I brace for impact, praying to a deity I’ve never been on speaking terms with before. But before his hand lands on me, I see a hand grab his forearm and yank him back.
He spins around and Matthias is standing there, his blue eyes a bottomless pit of clear crystal, red seeping into the whites of his eyes.
“Why won’t you just fucking die?” Matthias says, low, dark, scary. Primal. “Fucking waste of space.”
Patrick stumbles back a step. “Baxter. Glad you’re here. You can watch me fuck up your fiancee, and know that it’s all your fault.”
“What-what is he talking about?” I ask, confused. Scared.
Both men ignore me. Matthias widens his stance, getting balanced. Patrick sways, obviously drunk.
“You took everything from me,” Patrick slurs. “I can’t compete with you in business, but I can take back one thing that’s mine.”
Matthias rears up. “Didn’t I tell you if you even so much as laid eyes on her again, I was going to kill you? Well, I don’t make promises I don’t keep.”
With a yell, Matthias launches himself at Patrick.