He slid his right hand lower and quickly pushed his finger inside her.
He listened to her breath breaking with pure pleasure.
+When he sees that tight little pussy of yours, he should lose his fucking breath just like this.
He thrust deeper into her.
+He should be thinking about how he's gonna pound into you.
He added another finger and started moving them in a steady, rhythmic pump.
-Ah... mm... ahh...
+He needs to moan just imagining being buried inside you...
He hit her spot hard.
Matthew's sexy, low voice was finishing her off.
Diana lifted her hands and impatiently dug her nails into his shoulders.
-Stop... ahhh... please stop...
He smirked arrogantly.
+Really? Is that what you want?
His gaze dropped to her half-open lips. the wet sounds of his fingers slamming into her echoed through the room. Diana bit her lip and stared into his eyes with that hazy, drunk-on-pleasure look. every time he hit her spot, her body gave a little involuntary jerk.
+Show him with your body and your moans exactly what he's in for!
He sped up, thrusting harder. diana threw her head back and let out a deep moan. she couldn't think about anything except how badly she needed to come.
The man above her was making up for all the pleasure he hadn't given her last night.
-Ah... yes... that's it...
Matthew grabbed a fistful of her hair with his left hand, yanked her head forward, pressed a kiss to her ear, and whispered low,
+And drive him insane with your voice.
He felt her body start to tremble.
+And when he begs for more...
Right as she was about to come...he suddenly pulled his fingers out and moved his body away from hers. diana pushed her hands against the mattress and glared at him. She was furious at that smug grin. she was breathing hard and fast, like she'd just been thrown off a cliff. matthew stared at her with pure satisfaction.
He stepped back, grabbed the door handle.
+And right when he's about to come...Close the chat and yeet your phone across the room.
Worn out, she ground her teeth. she dragged her eyes away from his bare stomach and chest, locking onto his eyes instead. the mischief in his gaze only pissed her off more.
-I... I'll get you back... I swear, you jerk...
Matthew opened the door.
+Oh... I'll be waiting impatiently, baby.
He winked and closed the door behind him. The pillow Diana hurled hit the closed door and flopped to the floor.
She grabbed another pillow and smashed it against her own head a few times.
-Stupid girl.
Idiot.
You deserved that.
Of course you spread your legs for him like that.
Ugh... damn him... I'll get revenge, you asshole... I'm not Diana if I don't make you beg for mercy.
I'll get you back...
And she let out a frustrated scream. matthew heard the scream and chuckled with satisfaction. Now he could finally focus on his work.
.
...
When she calmed down a bit, she got out of bed. Her skin was feeling a little better. She slipped on her robe, wincing occasionally from the lingering burn, but it wasn't unbearable.
She went downstairs and had a very late breakfast. She reheated the coffee to warm it up and took a few sips.
-Mmm... so good.
The taste was different this time, richer, somehow. She wasn't great at making coffee herself, but Jacob was practically a pro. This batch, though, had a slightly new edge to it. She'd have to ask him what he'd done to make it taste this damn delicious.
Until lunchtime, she kept herself busy with a book and her phone. No sign of Matthew, he was probably buried in work.
She sipped her coffee again, smiling to herself.
This was going to be interesting.