Chapter 2 "More Than I Deserve"

• She continues to be terrified, I only told her the obvious, she is so shy even in the dark, I know she has blushed, I know. It's time, finally she will be mine. I roll over the bed, back to my place on top of her, I kiss her from the neck to the separation of her breasts, I hear a squeal of nervousness, ignoring her nails buried in my back, I squeeze one of her breasts while devouring the other, what pleasure it is like a dream come true. I don't know how much time I dedicate to each one, but I can't take it anymore, I think if I don't do it now I will embarrassingly come on her, and it's not how I dreamed our first time would be... then, I stop torturing her with the touch. Damn painful erection!, finally you will have what you want, call me crazy, but I talk to my favorite part of my body.
• Slowly I begin to penetrate her, her nails in my back are buried painfully and pleasurably, she drags them to my hip, yes, yes, I can't stop moaning, yes Vic, yes, don't stop me, damn it. Impatiently I thrust into her deeply, I'm inside her, all the way, and there I stay, I don't move, she removes her nails from my skin and begins to caress the place where they were torturing me...
• "Oh Victoria, I need a minute... "I can barely speak.
• "Did, did I do something wrong? "she stammers nervously.
• "What? No, it's just that... there are so many... so many sensations that, I need a moment... "let me enjoy this moment Vic...
• "What do you mean by that?"
• "I have desired you since the day you arrived at this house, do you have any idea what this means to me?"
• "Since I arrived? "she whispers surprised.
• "Yes, darling, this is more than I deserve..."
• I know I sound pathetic, but it's the truth, I want her, I want her with me and... oh shit, she's touching me, she grabs my face and kisses me slowly, yes, she touches my head, and caresses me from the shoulders to the butt, so delicately that it drives me crazy... she leaves my lips and starts a path of kisses to my ear, stops and whispers... and so erotically whispers.
• "Mr. Rothschild, take responsibility for what you have caused"...
• As if my inner beast had awakened, I kiss her again with violence while thrusting into her again and again and again and again, every moment faster, stronger, harder, we are doing it hard, she loves it, her moans are music to my ears. We are absolutely and completely compatible.
• I lose myself in her, we start a ritual of hours and hours of pleasure, she no longer feels shame only pleasure, only lust, we do it three magnificent times before falling exhausted and sweaty as if it had been a marathon, ha!... "sex marathon", sounds much better...
• After about five minutes lying on the bed catching our breath, Vic begins to shiver, she is cold and I already need to have her skin against mine, again. I roll over her, kiss her on the cheek and pull her onto my chest, we cover ourselves with the sheets and I surround her with both arms, imprisoning her so she never goes away... >>
• I know it's already morning before I open my eyes, but I'm so hot, damn, my head hurts. I want to touch my head but I'm trapped. This part is the worst, hangover and the suffering of opening my eyes, what pain! Well Victoria, be brave, that's what you get for drinking so fast and you know what that damn whiskey does to you.
• Damn, I know it's Matt who's holding me, he has me in his arms, how do I get out of here? I hope he doesn't wake up. What am I going to tell him?... I want to escape without him noticing, so I start to move away from him very slowly, he looks so cute asleep... focus! Damn, he's not pressing me against his perfect body anymore, uff, what a man. I move towards the other end of the bed and then I feel a slight breeze, alarmed, I look at my chest and... I'm NOT WEARING ANYTHING! DAMN, DAMN, what...? Oh no, oh no... Like an idiot, I lift the sheets and there's nothing, not even underwear, I think I'm going to vomit, I lift them again, maybe I'm still half drunk and blind...
• No, it's not that, once more? Maybe a third look will make things clear, here I go... yes, I'm naked, like Eve, not a damn thing covering me, but hey, HEY I look at Matt and OH MY GOD! Beautifully naked! WE'RE NAKED.
• I'm hyperventilating, breathe Victoria, breathe, he said things last night, yes, he touched me, oh I remember now, did he make love to me?
• HOW EMBARRASSING!
• What do I tell him?
• What do I do?
• The first thing is to find my shirt but where did he throw it?
• Oh, how embarrassing!
• I sit on the edge of the bed and find it, lying near the nightstand, I grab it and urgently put it on, I walk silently to the bathroom door. And yes, he didn't wake up, a huge relief washes over me, uff, I grab the doorknob, open it to get the privacy I need at this moment and then his hoarse and sleepy voice startles me.
• " Are you going to run away every time we have sex?"
• I shrug, he said "every time", he wants more...
• " Victoria, come back to bed please..."
• His voice is so sweet, how can I refuse that? I take a deep breath and go back to bed, I feel uncomfortable, I need clothes, he needs clothes...
• " Did you like what you found under the sheets? " he smirks as soon as I sit on the bed.
• " I didn't... I'm sorry " I don't dare to look into his eyes, why does he have to be so sexy?
• " Why are you sorry? " he enjoys seeing me nervous, damn...
• " For peeking under the sheets? " duh.
• " You can do it whenever you want"
• And smiling, he pulls me towards him, the sheet falls revealing one of his legs and his beautiful butt, his thing is hidden against my thigh, and just the thought of it makes my skin crawl, it's so hot in here.
• He has me trapped in a bear hug without me realizing it, he's lying on his left side, he wraps his arm around my waist and slowly rubs against my thigh, he's a tease!
• " I want my breakfast " he says with a smile.
• " Do I look like I want to cook? " I just want to sleep, but alone.
• " I'm only hungry for you, and only you can fix that"
• " Oh, so direct"
• " You have to stop being embarrassed, last night we made love and now I want more"
• " Now? " I squeal unable to help it.
• " Yes, I want to see you... " he looks down at my crotch.
• "NO, don't say the word with a "V" " I warn him, pointing at him with my index finger.
• "What? Can't I say that I want your rich and very satisfying va"g...?
• I jump and cover his mouth with one of my hands before he can finish saying it, but he still manages to escape my outburst.
• "I want it ready for me"
• "MATT!!"
• What's wrong with him? I'm blushing, I can't help but cover my embarrassed face with both hands, I'm hating him right now.
• "Lift your shirt, leave your shyness, not with me"
• "I can't " I pout, crossing my arms.
• "Why not? " damn, he's using his seductive, soft and deep voice.
• "I have to shave"
• "That's not true, you're perfect and I checked it THREE times last night"
• "Do you want me to open your legs, literally " he growls.
• "Just for me, I want a little reminder of last night " he smiles with all his damn perfect teeth in sight.
• "Insane " I whisper angrily, he's convincing me... What's wrong with me?
• "I want to see your face while I penetrate you"
• "MATT!! " I'm going to faint. I need air.
• "I want to see your face when I and only I make you reach the maximum"
• "Dirty mouth! Just shut up!"
• "Shut me up..."
• And he does it, he's turning me on. Since when does Mr. Stiff talk dirty? Maybe it's his hobby, anyway I have to talk to him about that, even though I don't know how since I can't even hear the word with a "V" without blushing, I hope he doesn't start talking about his thing, I'm dying of embarrassment...
• I lift my damn shirt and he mounts me like a beast, this man is insatiable, he demands me every time I close my eyes, it's frustrating, he's on top of me, we're doing it, it's... his experience shows, he's being rough, but he doesn't hurt me, I can't deny that it feels like paradise but that smug smile tells me "I always get what I want". Well, I accept it, I'm not so embarrassed anymore especially because he, he finishes first, hearing him moan and call me "baby", oh shit, what a pleasure, music to my ears.
• When I manage to articulate real words, you know, that mean something, I ask him to get off me, aware that he has to do it slowly, he teases me with his gaze, scans me, I feel his gaze recording each of my movements as he gets off me...
• "I need a shower " I say out loud, but I can't move.
• "If you want me to take you... I can't, you're an energy"sucker.
• "Shut up " I try to hit him, but I have no strength.
• "What do you want to do now? " he asks all tender.
• "Go to the other room"
• "Why do you want to leave? " he pretends to be sad, pouting? I'm dying...
• "Because you're not going to let me keep sleeping, it's... 9 in the morning! Last night... I only slept 3 hours, I need 12 hours to recover and you just want to touch me"
• "Among other things..."
• "Stop it!"
• "You're so adorable when you blush"
• "Don't make fun of me"
• "Never in my life, we're going to sleep together"
• "But... can you put something on? " I can't help but eye him, there's something that catches my attention, a black stain.
• "No."
• He continues lying on his side, insisting on getting as close to me as possible.
• "Please, put on some clothes, you make me nervous... " god, I can't stop looking at him, he's so perfect that if he weren't here next to me, I'd say like the jealous ones that it's Photoshop.
• "I love making you nervous " he smiles.
• "Do you have a tattoo? "oh shit, am I drunk? That's... impossible? No?"
• "You're staring at me, it's a pretty private area..." she says, teasing me and swaying her hips against my body.
• I can't believe it! The damn snob has a FUCKING TATTOO. It's seductively located on the right side, at the level of her pelvis, at the beginning of her right leg...
• "That... that's part of a song... right?"
• Naturally, she takes my hand and places it on her tattoo, and I can't help but trace the two black lines of cursive text...
• "That's right, Vic, from your favorite band," she caresses my curious hand.
• "How do you know? "we don't know each other that well.""
• "I confiscated your iPod, studied it pretty well, you're kind of depressed for music."
• "That wasn't a secret... I like your tattoo."
• "I like it too, but I like you more."
• "Matt..." I can't help but look at him with adoration, I adore him. I admit it.
• "I love you, Victoria, very seriously."
• "Silly."
• I can only smile stupidly and wrap my arms tightly around his neck, it's my way of telling him "me too," I hope he gets it, I'm not good with words.
• "I'm glad you feel the same way."
• He got it!
• I adore you, damn snob. And as tenderly as only he can, he adjusts the pillows and covers us with the blanket, ignoring my request for at least underwear.
• I'm comfortable, I feel good in his arms... and his tattoo. It's what I've always thought about life.
• "ALL WE KNOW IS ALL WE ARE"
• (ALL WE KNOW IS ALL WE ARE) >>"