Chapter 17 Meeting Dimitri Again
MADISON POV
Arriving at the restaurant, we found other executives gathered at the reserved table.
I was starving, but of course, at that moment, I had to control my stomach.
As we approached, everyone stood up and greeted us both, until I received a rather unpleasant surprise that left me completely speechless.
In the right corner of the table, was Dimitri, wearing the same suit he was wearing when we first met at the nightclub.
Our eyes met, and a kind of electric shock ran through my body.
Good heavens, this isn't going to work.
"Looks like Cohen didn't just come for work, did he?" one of the executives jokes, and I feel embarrassed.
Dimitri then finally gets up and, with a very serious face, greets Cohen.
"For the first time in my life, I see you accompanied by a very beautiful woman; things are really changing," he said ironically, shaking Cohen's hand.
"Madi, this is Dimitri Thompson, owner of the Thompson company.
You must have heard of him," Cohen introduces us, oblivious to Dimitri's indiscreet glance.
"I think I've seen him on television before, I don't remember exactly," I said, and then greeted him in the same cold and distant way as Cohen.
Dimitri this is Madison, my companion.
Nice to meet you.
Hearing his husky, sexy voice pronounce my name again gave me goosebumps like in the old days, but I'm controlling myself as much as possible.
Dimitri is a married man now, and seeing that wedding ring on his finger hurts a lot, and that's what's going to keep me far away from that piece of trouble.
Lunch is going smoothly.
I'm trying my best not to look at him, but I can't help it; it feels like there's a magnet between us, which makes the situation even more difficult.
From what I am seeing, Dimitri and Cohen disagree on some parts of the contract they want to sign.
The funniest part is that Cohen is winning the argument with his polite manner, unlike Dimitri, who is rude and authoritarian even in a business meeting.
"If you'll excuse me, I'm going to the restroom," I said to everyone, sneaking out.
I need to wash my face; it feels like I'm going through menopause, I'm so hot.
As I leave the table and walk to the restroom, I notice eyes following me, but I don't dare look back because I know who owns those eyes.
There's no one in the bathroom, which is better; I don't want anyone to notice my sudden arousal just from seeing an old client again.
Looking in the mirror, I see my cheeks are flushed, my mouth is dry, and my chest won't stop rising and falling.
How can he affect me so much after all this time?
I turn on the tap and splash water on my face, spending a few minutes feeling my body calm down, and when I stand up, I get a shock: Dimitri is behind me, watching me.
"What are you doing here? In case you don't know, this is a women's restroom," I said, trying not to show my nervousness.
"I don't care," he says, showing the door key in his hands.
Oh my god, this is when I completely lose control.
I don't know how or why but then I realized Dimitri had already lunged at me, sat me on the sink, and was devouring my mouth with his mouth.
How I missed this kiss, his touch, his scent.
I was completely out of my mind; the need to fuck him again consumed me to the point of forgetting that we were making out on the sink of a women's restroom.
"You can hate me later, but right now nothing and no one will make me stop," he said, looking into my eyes.
Okay, but who said I wanted him to stop?
In one swift movement, Dimitri pulls my panties down and, pulling down his pants, lets them fall to the floor.
He immediately positions himself between my legs.
He thrust into me fucking me wildly and forcefully, as he always did.
"Damn," he groans, feeling how wet and hot I am.
And I was moaning with my hand covering my mouth.
"I never get tired of your incredibly wet pussy, ready for me. You're too delicious, Madi," he murmurs.
He kisses me, muffling my moans, while he continues thrusting into me.
This man drives me crazy, takes me from heaven to hell in seconds, right now, I don't care if I'm fucking a married man.
The longing I had for him is much greater than anything else.
You are mine, Madi.
You will always be mine, no matter what happens.
Your body belongs to me, and mine belongs to you.
I neither agree nor disagree with him; I couldn't even speak, just feeling him inside me would make me lose my lucidity, and leave me at the mercy of this man.
After several minutes of fucking we both cum, we stayed embraced for a while, feeling our breath return.
Those strong arms holding me close were something I missed the most; it meant something to me.
I might be deluding myself again, but what could I do? I longed to hear something from him that would give me hope that one day this could happen again, but like last time, I received the opposite.
Dimitri pulled away from me and then put on his boxers and slacks and said...
Damn it, I shouldn't have lost control like that.
I can't be near you anymore, Madi, even if I want to.
He kisses me on the forehead, looks into my eyes, and says...
I will cherish the memory of this day.
He unlocked the door and left.
Bastard!
I got down from the sink to straighten my gown.
I'm still an escort, and even after doing this crazy thing in here, I have to be professional enough so that Cohen doesn't notice anything.
I look for my panties everywhere and couldn't find them, and then I remember Dimitri's words.
What the hell? He took my panties with him, and now what?
I can't go back to lunch like this.
God help me, I walk out of the bathroom.
"Madi, is everything alright there?" I hear Cohen's voice and I jump.
"Hey, you took a while, is everything alright?" He asks again as soon as I step out the door.
Yes, it just took me a while to get pretty for you.
"Is it possible for you to become even more beautiful?" he asks.
It doesn't hurt to try, does it?
We returned to the table, and Cohen put his hands on my waist, completely unaware that I had just had wild sex in the bathroom.
My face was flushed, and seeing Dimitri sitting at the table talking about traveling with his wife to the executives only fueled my anger towards him.
After fucking me, he his talking about traveling.
This jerk will pay.