Sebastian
It’s beenthree days since I fucked Matilda.
I’ve never had a night like that. She took me in her mouth with an eagerness I haven’t experienced with a woman before.
Many women have sucked me off, but not one of them took their time to savor me the way Matilda did.
She expertly read my body’s cues, sucking harder when I needed it before pulling back to lick me softly. She moaned through it all. Those small noises of pleasure made me harder, more frantic to come.
I came the instant I was in her mouth after she stroked my cock while kissing me. That didn’t stop her. She was on me again. My cock gliding between her soft lips before she slid her tight pussy over me and rode me hard.
I crave her every second of every day, but our schedules haven’t meshed since that night.
She’s been working a later shift at the clinic. I’ve been focused on a new case.
Our interactions have been limited to a brief kiss in the hallway as she leaves the apartment just as I’m getting in.
I crashed at home for three hours late this afternoon after working all night. I crawled into her bed after she’d left so I could fall asleep surrounded by the smell of her.
“Sebastian,” Darrell calls from across the squad room. “I thought we were meeting for a drink last night.”
Shit. I forgot to text him to cancel.
I rest my hand on my forehead as he nears my desk. “So you came all the way down here to find out why I stood you up?”
He chuckles. “I know why. You’ll have an arrest warrant for your suspect in your hand within the hour.”
“Good.” I lean back in my chair. “That still doesn’t explain what you’re doing here.”
“I’m here to see Brant.” He looks around the squad room. “Where is he?”
I shrug. “I have no fucking clue. He’s probably out sampling wedding cakes.”
Brant’s mind hasn’t been on the job since he announced that Remy said yes. He’s been sloppy and distracted. I’ve called him out on it twice, but I get it. He’s already planning his life in Chicago.
He starts working in narcotics there a week after he leaves New York.
“Speaking of wedding cakes.” Darrell drops into Brant’s chair. “I got an email invitation to the big event. Do you want to be my plus one?”
“I got one too and I have a date.”
“You’re bringing a woman to Brant’s wedding?” He leans forward on his elbows. “Who?”
I hesitate for a beat before I answer. “Her name is Matilda. She’s my roommate.”
“That’s an upgrade from the guy you were living with.”
“I sold my apartment.” I look down at the witness statement in front of me. “I rented the extra room in a friend’s place. Matilda is her sister.”
“So it’s a platonic thing?”
“Was,” I correct him. “It’s more now.”
He shoots me an impatient look. “What’s the deal with you two? Is it a good time thing or more?”
“It’s a one day at a time thing.” I feel my shoulders tense. I don’t like talking about women with Darrell, or anyone for that matter. I sure as hell don’t want to discuss what I’m feeling for Matilda with him.
He pushes back from the desk to stand. “I’m looking forward to meeting this woman at the wedding.”
