Leaning back in my chair, I watched silently as she fell to her knees. And then, taking a deep breath, she began to crawl across the rug toward me.
And it was a better image than I thought it would be because she looked stunning. Sexy, innocent, and completely and utterly submissive.
Plus, I could see right down the front of her blouse to the creamy swell of her breast.
She’d barely taken two steps before my cock was pushing at my zipper, demanding to be free so we could enjoy her properly.
“Slower,” I ordered when she had crossed more than half the distance between us.
Her eyes flashed for just a second before she went back to being the perfect submissive mistress for me.
Slowly, sensually, she crawled toward me, and I took in every one of her curves, enjoying the swell of her beasts visible down the neckline of her blouse, the movements of her round ass, and the sway of her hips.
My mouth watered
She made her way across the floor and around the desk.
A foot from my chair, I reached for her, dragging out the tie that held her hair from her face and letting her hair down.
Tilting her head up toward me, I saw something I didn’t expect.
Did she like this?
Was she enjoying this as much as I was?
My cock throbbed.
Giving me a shy look, she shook her long, glossy mane around her face.
God, I sucked in a shaky breath. This was meant to be me taking control of her again, but as always, she was making me crazy. My cock was so hard that it felt like it was going to burst free.
I rubbed my hand over the aching bulge and reached for her with the other hand, sliding it down the front of her blouse to cup her breast.
Her nipples were diamond hard. They rubbed so deliciously against my palm.
She really was turned on, and that just made this even hotter.
“Sophia…”
Running her hands up my legs, she lifted herself, and I went down to meet her. Our lips came together in a kiss so violent that our teeth clashed together.
The top three buttons of her shirt popped and scattered, baring more of her cleavage to me. My head dropped from her mouth to her jaw and then down her slender throat.
I wanted those perky little nipples in my mouth. I wanted…
Her hand pressed against my hard cock, palming it through the material of my pants.
“Let me prove to you how sorry I am, Matteo.” She licked her lips, leaving no doubt about what she wanted to happen next.
“Let me taste you.”
Chapter Sixteen
Sophia
The moment I said the words, I watched all the conviction seep out of his dark eyes, and I hid my smile.
Men, they were so easy to manipulate. Even a man as strong-willed and dominant as Matteo could be brought to his knees by the promise of sex.
