I leaned up and kissed her as she wrapped her hands around my face. Her mouth opened as I gently clenched tight to her hair. I swept my tongue over her lips and then deep into her mouth, and she moaned at the sensation. I pulled her head back and began kissing down her neck. Her hand took hold of my hair and gave it a squeeze, and damn if it didn’t feel divine. Her other hand fondled at my buttons once more, then she walked her fingers down to the waistline of my pants.
“Matt,” she whispered my name in that heavenly voice of hers, and I was rock solid. I wanted to feel her naked body against mine. I wanted every inch of her.
I cupped her breast and tightened my grasp as she let out another moan. I slid my fingers down along the edge of the bodice and popped out her breast. She started to tremble as I licked her nipple. I swirled my tongue around the tip, then I gently bit her. She wriggled in my arms as she laid back on the sofa and onto the thick pillows behind her. I climbed over and continued to play with her nipple. I ran my thumb along the tip and then pinched her to see her reaction.
In one smooth motion, she reached down and grabbed hold of my cock and gave it a squeeze. Fuck if it wasn’t the best thing I’d felt in months.
“Jourdanne,” I whispered her name as I came up and kissed her neck. “I want you.”
I lifted to see her reaction. Her eyes were bright and soft, welcoming and lovely all at one.
She slid her hand around my member, caressing me in ways I hadn’t been caressed in far too long.
“Then have me.”
I tightened my grasp on her breast and leaned down to take another taste when I heard the front door open and close. Three solid steps in, and there was Leandro, watching us from the doorway with a blank look on his face.
JOURDANNE
Matt crawled back to the other side of the sofa with his eyes pinned to something behind me. I felt instantly mortified simply by the look of fear on Matt’s face. I quickly composed myself and sat up to find a man staring back at us without a single emotion on his face. How long had he been there? What had he seen? My face warmed and my hands started to shake.
“Leandro,” Matt said to the man. “You’re home early.”
This was Leandro? He was older than I imagined, but just as sexy and intimidating. His hair was a bit gray, but in a sophisticated and powerful sort of way. It was cleanly trimmed, and he had the most alluring brown eyes. More so than Matt, honestly. Where Matt’s eyes were seductively inviting, Leandro’s were a complete mystery. I couldn’t read him at all. Was he angry? Tired? Disgusted?
“The meetings ended early, and I took the next flight home.” Leandro went over to the drinks and began pouring himself a glass of whiskey.
“You didn’t tell me.” Matt was still tidying up his appearance. Leandro had a calmness to his presence, one that Matt was obviously trying to match but failed horribly. He was incredibly nervous. His fingertips trembled as he buttoned his shirt, and I wanted so badly to go and help him.
Leandro raised his glass with a grin. “No, I thought it’d be a nice surprise.” He took a slow sip, then he came around to the loveseat and sat down. In the process, he gestured for Matt to take a seat as well. “You must be Jourdanne.”
“Yes. It’s nice to finally meet you.”
Leandro gave me a smile, then he took another drink. His silence was overwhelming. Obviously, he was aware of me and okay with the situation. At least to a point. He wasn’t shocked to see me and his lover together, but he wasn’t exactly happy about it either.
“We were discussing the contract,” Matt offered in defense as he sat down on the sofa. He chose to sit as far away from me as he could with his elbow perched on the armrest. I knew he was embarrassed for being seen with me, but it still hurt a little. I thought we were finally building a true connection, an intimate one. Maybe I was wrong.
Matt lifted his chin as he watched Leandro. I followed his gaze to see that Leandro was watching me. His steady sight held onto my every move without the slightest flinch. I wasn’t sure if he wanted to rip into me with some moral lecture, or if he was trying to mentally undress me.
“I see you haven’t signed,” he eventually said.
“No.” Matt sat perfectly still. “There are things in the contract I’d like changed.”
Leandro’s eyes slid from me to Matt, all while he kept his cool smile. “What things?”