Chapter 69
"I think happy days always end so suddenly, without any warning."
Back at the apartment, Susie lay on the bed feeling a bit tired, venting to Matt.
"Why do you say that, my little wildcat?"
Matt stood by the door holding a glass of brandy, quietly watching his little wildcat roll around on the bed.
"I think I have to start work tomorrow." Susie stared at Matt with a resentful look.
"If you want, you don't have to work. After all, I can afford to take care of you."
Matt sincerely extended the invitation to Susie. "Of course I don't want that."
Without even hesitating, Susie rejected him directly.
"I need a reasonable explanation."
Matt took a small sip of brandy from his glass, staring at Susie with interest.
"Even though my income can't even compare to the price of one piece of underwear you bought me, I need to always keep a backup plan for myself."
As Susie said this, another man's face involuntarily appeared in her mind.
Her ex-boyfriend Claire.
Although she hadn't thought about this man in a long time.
Matt was so good to her, so good that she almost thought she had forgotten that jerk.
But apparently that wasn't the case.
The pain that the jerk caused her still existed and never disappeared.
From beginning to end, she just didn't want to remember it.
"My dear Matt, of course, I need to be prepared for the day when you suddenly stop taking care of me."
Susie lay on her side on the bed, propping up her delicate little face with one hand, staring at Matt with interest.
"So, my little wildcat, you're still thinking about running away?"
Matt put his glass on the coffee table and moved to sit gently on the edge of the bed.
"I think I would!"
"If you make me unhappy."
Susie's pale little foot gently hooked the buttons of Matt's shirt.
His little wildcat was always so good at pretending.
Even though Matt had already guessed that Susie was feeling sad about some jerk right now.
She still acted carefree, not letting anyone see her vulnerability.
"My little wildcat, I told you, you don't need to pretend in front of me, ever."
Matt grabbed Susie's ankle and pulled her over directly.
The bedding was silk, so Susie slid over easily.
"So, Matt, are you scared?"
Susie gently hooked Matt's shirt and asked with a smile.
"You wouldn't dare!"
Matt suddenly leaned close to Susie.
"I'm not a toy, and you have no right to limit my freedom."
This was probably what made his little wildcat so charming.
She had her own thoughts and personality, not like those other women who only flattered and pleased him as a mafia boss.
"My little wildcat, tell me you can't leave me."
Matt's hand on Susie's waist tightened a bit more.
"I think I can't say that, it's really too cheesy." Susie refused.
"Not even to make me happy?" Matt negotiated.
"Oh, what a contrast." Susie couldn't help but comment.
Who would have thought that a big guy covered in tattoos would also act cute?
"What if I say no?" Susie stared at Matt provocatively.
"I think you'll soon face your punishment," Matt smiled mischievously and rolled over, pinning Susie down.
"Oh, God!" Susie was caught off guard and cried out.
Matt held Susie's hands together above her head with one hand, making her unable to move.
His other hand wandered dishonestly down toward Susie's body.
"Oh, God, I don't think I'm going to let you succeed," Susie clamped her legs tightly together.
"Really?"
Susie's pale thighs were only good for looking at. As for strength, they were no match for Matt's muscular legs.
Soon, Susie's thighs were pried open by Matt.
His fingers easily touched Susie's most sensitive spot.
Feeling the wetness there, Matt's lips curved slightly. "Oh, my little wildcat, you're already responding, so stop pretending."
Matt's words instantly made Susie blush.
Although this wasn't the first time she and Matt had done this.
The important thing was, they were clearly just talking, but every time, her body seemed to respond to this man one step ahead of her brain.
"Oh, I don't want to, I think I'm already very tired."
Susie struggled to twist her body.
But as the friction between her most sensitive spot and Matt's fingers intensified, Susie could clearly feel her sensations becoming stronger.
"Tell me, with me, you have endless energy, my little wildcat."
Matt gently bit Susie's ear.
Matt seemed to understand her body better than she did herself.
Knowing what time and how to tease her to make her respond faster.
"Oh, you jerk!"
Susie's voice began to become a bit soft.
"I think you'll fall hopelessly in love with the jerk you're talking about," Matt's lips curved.
"Oh, Matt, I think my body has already surrendered to you," Susie's voice became even softer.
Hearing Susie's plea, Matt looked satisfied.
"Alright, my little wildcat, let's enjoy this beautiful night."
Matt easily untied the ribbons on the sides of Susie's underwear.
This underwear was bought by Matt at that luxury lingerie store, along with the top, both with side ribbon designs, just to make it easy to take off quickly when making love.
"Oh, God, I think I'm really crazy."
Susie felt the small piece of fabric suddenly gone from below, making things dangerous.
When Susie struggled to free her hands from Matt's grip, trying to defend herself, she didn't expect that Matt had already changed his line of attack.
Matt opened his mouth and gently took one of Susie's nipples.
Sucking hard, like a starving baby.
Susie moaned.
It wasn't a sound of pain; it seemed more like seduction, or perhaps a response.
"Oh, no! That ridiculous sound didn't come from my mouth."
Susie looked annoyed; she had never been like this before.
"I think my attraction to you still isn't enough, since even in this atmosphere, you still have time to think about other things."