Chapter 42 Oh!…No!
Mr. Mattias's POV:
The instant our lips connected, raw desire flooded through me. 'Finally, finally I get to taste her.' Her sweet surrender as she melted into the kiss drove me wild with need.
The soft moan that escaped her lips sent fire racing through my veins.
'She's perfect, so, sonperfect.' Every fantasy I'd had about this moment couldn't compare to the reality of her in my arms. The way she responded, matching my passion, made me want to devour her completely. Her fingers in my hair, her body arching into mine - it was maddening, intoxicating. 'I want to memorize every inch of her.' The taste of her lips, the smell of her skin - it was like a drug, and I was already addicted. I needed more, needed all of her, needed to claim her completely as mine.
SHIMMA'S POV.
I Patted my legs, granting Mr Mattias easy access to my pussy. I wanted him to finger me. But he didn't. Instead he leaned over, parting my legs even wider for his lips to penetrate.
“Shit,” I cursed, biting my lips as his tongue teased my pussy. He knew how to take me out of this world, he know how to make me feel good. He was good at pleasuring me.
The way his tongue teased my pussy sent electricity coursing through my body, making me crave more, so much more. 'I need him, all of him.' His taste, his scent - it was everything I'd fantasized about during those long nights alone.
Each penetration of his tongue made me burn hotter, i wanted him deeper. My fingers trembled as they tangled in his hair, pulling him closer.
“Please don't stop, don't ever stop,” I cried out.
“Mnnnn,” he groaned, his tongue penetrating even deeper. Fucking pleasure.
The intensity of my desire frightened me - I'd never wanted anyone this badly before. Every fantasy I'd had paled in comparison to the reality of this moment.
He pulled our, looking up at my eyes as he made his way up, his body hovering over mine.
He leaned in, taking my breast in his mouth, sucking on it while i felt his cock enter me.
He entered me slowly, his movements deliberate and tender. I arched my back, my body meeting his, my pleasure building with each thrust as His rhythm quickened, his movements becoming more urgent, more passionate. Our bodies moved together, with both passion and desire. More of desire.
“Shimma,” Mr Mattias called, his voice barely about a whisper. his hips still thrusting deeply. “I love you. And I want this with you forever,” He groaned, bending to bite my neck.
“I love you too,” I managed to say in a moan. I grabbed the sheets because his thrust was becoming too fast.
“Fuck!“ He cursed, his eyes locked on mine.
“Arghhh,” I cried out. Taking in the pain that came with the pleasure.
“I'm gonna cum,” I cried out. Making him increase his thrust even more. His hips moving back and forth, sweats dripping from both our skin despite the cold weather.
Pleasure!….
“Shimma, Shimma,” I woke up to the gentle sound of Mr Mattias's voice. Followed by a soft kiss on my forehead.
“Wake up honey,” he said again, his voice above a whisper.
I slowly opened my eyes to meet his charming blue eyes.
“Good morning,” he said, his voice soft and gentle.“ I made breakfast, he said. My eyes lit open, I turned to the tray beside me. He made breakfast?!
“You made breakfast?“ I asked, surprised. This wasn't the Mr Mattias I knew.
“Yes,” he nodded. “You need to eat so that I can take you home, your mum called. I told her I would drop you home soon,” He said, placing the tray on my lap.
In realization, my heart began to race. It's today. The day I tell my parents who the love of my life is. The day I let my Dad know I am in love with his best friend and he is in love with me.
“Shimma, is everything alright?“ Mr Mattias asked, his brows furrowed.
“Yeah, everything is fine,” I said, forcing out a smile. “What did you cook?“ I said, opening the covered plates. That was my way of changing the topic.
A few minutes later I was done eating. Mr Mattias left to go get some work done in his office.
“Ding!“ I got a text from my mum. It wrote.
“SHIMMA, IT'S I AND YOUR FATHER'S ANNIVERSARY. I TEXTED MATTIAS TO BRING YOU HOME, LET'S PREPARE A SURPRISE FOR HIM,” I smiled reading through the texts. But the smiles soon faded, replaced with a worried look.
I have been so carried away that I didn't even remember my parents anniversary. What if this news I am about to bring to them ruin their day. Although it's selfish of me to think about myself alone. Mr Mattias also could lose his best friend and everything they've built together. Their trust and all. What should we do?
I quickly took my bath, got dressed into my clothes, and headed to Mr Mattias's office.
I gently opened the door. He was on a call. A business call so I signalled to him that I was going to wait downstairs. He nodded, his attention back to his call.
I went downstairs, headed straight to the kitchen to grab a drink while I waited for him. He was on a business call. We all know business calls take eternity. (eyes rolling).
Five minutes later, I noticed a figure coming down the stairs. It was him. Surprisingly he didn't take as long as I thought. But he wasn't dressed.
“It's your parent's anniversary,” he said, approaching me.
“You know?“ I asked.
“Common Shimma, your father and I have been best friends for more than ten years now, there's no way I wouldn't know,” he said. I hissed softly.
“My bad. It's silly of me to forget that you always attend my parent's anniversaries,” I said, giggling, he giggled also, taking more steps closer to me.
He leaned in and planted a kiss on my forehead.
“I know you're worried. I know you're scared. But I will still assure you that no matter what their response is. I would never give up on us,” he said, leaning forward as his lips met with mine. His kiss, so slow and soft.
Suddenly, unexpectedly. The entrance door swung open, revealing my father. I and Mr Mattias immediately broke apart. My father's expression….