TWO DAYS LATER.“Ding!“ I was seated at the living room, scrolling through my phone when I heard Mr Mattias's door bell ring. It must be my Dad, or my Mum. I guessed.It was Sunday afternoon, Mr Mattias said they would either be returning later today or tomorrow. So I guessed they had returned earlier.It was past twelve PM, Mr Mattias was still in bed. It's been a hell of a ride for both of us, I wouldn't blame him for sleeping this late.After Mr Mattias fucked me two days ago at my place, He couldn't get enough of me. He couldn't get enough of my sweet, juicy pussy. That was what he said to me, when he fucked me in my bathroom after he had fucked me on my bed. Then he fucked me in his car at his garage, just after we arrived at his place.“Shimma, I can't get enough of you, I just can't,” His voice was so sweet and sexy! Those words couldn't leave my head.I got up from the sofa and headed to the door. I inhaled deeply and then exhaled, before reaching for the door handle.I open
And why haven't you opened up your package yet?“ He asked. “My package?“ I asked in astonishment, turning to glance at the package on his bed. What could be the content? Mr Mattias took a few steps forward until he was close to me. Leaning forward, he planted a soft kiss on my forehead. I felt my tummy tingle. It always did that whenever he kissed me. “Get ready, i booked a reservation in Paris, I have informed my pilot, let's not keep him waiting,” He said, planting another kiss on my forehead. “Paris?“ I asked, he nodded. “Yes Shimma, it's not wrong that I take my girl to a nice, fancy restaurant for her celebration,” “What celebration?“ I was quick to ask. Mr Mattias squinted his eyes, giving me a questioning look. “You weren't going to celebrate your final exams?“ He asked, his hands cupped my face. “Oh! My final exams,” I remembered. I remember Mr Mattias mentioned that about two days ago. But for two days I had totally forgotten about it. I had literally forg
My eyes flew open in shock as I quickly opened the box, curious to know what he got me.I gawked at the sight of the shimmering red lace dress. How did he know red was my favourite colour?!I quickly took the dress out, lifting it above my head so I could get a perfect view of it. It was an armless dress, and it was shorter than I expected, but I loved that it had a slit beneath it. I dropped the dress on the bed because my eyes fell on the Yves Saint Laurent heel silver slipper. And beside it was a red Cartier box, a jewellery box!I took out the Jewellery box, then I opened it, glancing at the diamond earrings and necklace. I could feel tears fighting it's way out of my eyes. Get hold of yourself Shimma! (Gawd! This man keeps spoiling me).“You like it?“ I heard him say. He stood by the bathroom door, staring at me, waiting to get my expression. I nodded with a warm smile, trying to hold in my excitement.“I bet you'd look stunning in that dress,” he teased. I chuckled.“But how did
Derry? It wasn't the pilot, it was Derry, My father!I waited patiently as they both spoke. Mr Mattias seemed at ease so I wasn't too worried. I just didn't want them to return now, no one was going to spoil this beautiful moment I was about to have.“Was it my Dad?“ I asked.“Yes Shimma,” he nodded.“Are they coming back now?“ I asked. He shook his head with a smirk on his lip.“Not until tomorrow evening. He only called to know how you're doing. Now go get dressed, I'm about to speak with the pilot,” Mr Mattias said. He bent to plant a kiss on my forehead before heading back to the bathroom. I sighed in relief as I made my way out of his room.PARIS.It was already past seven. I and Mr Mattias had just finished our meal in Le Meurice, the most fanciest restaurant in Paris. Located in Le Meurice hotel. I was so excited when Mr Mattias said we were going to spend the night here.We got to our room which was on the top floor. I stood behind Mr Mattias while he opened the door for me.
MR MATTIAS.I laid beside Shimma, after fucking her for the second time. I turned to look at her. Although it was dark. Itbfelt like I could see her clearly.Her beautiful defined face. Her sweet curvy body. “Shimma,” I found myself whispering. I traced my hand down her thighs. I felt a slimy substance. My sperm.It has always been for her. I have always fucked her for her. Because I loved how she squirts all over the place. I love to see her have her orgasm, because I love to pleasure her. But today, less than a minute ago. I got mine instead. Twice in fact.Maybe this whole thing is turning from a lustful desire to something else, something entirely different, something beautiful. Something more than just want. I feel like I don't just want to have her, but…but I want to love her.Would this be possible? It's been only a few days. And I can't help how I feel about her. Could this be possible? Because, her parents might not support this. Maybe It's better I stop this here. It seems
**MR. MATTIAS'S POV**“What's that?” she asked. I could see the curiosity in her eyes. “Uhmm, Shimma, I…” I stuttered, looking away from her because I couldn't find the right words. How do I tell her this?“Knock, knock.” I heard someone knock. I got up and headed for the door. I opened it, surprised to see Shimma's mother. “Hi, Mattias,” she greeted with a wide grin. “M—Mrs. Anna,” I stuttered as she furrowed her brows. “Mattias, you look worried. Aren't you expecting to see me?” Mrs. Anna asked. “Come in, Mrs. Anna. Shimma has been waiting for you,” I said with a smile, paving the way for her to enter.Shimma got up as they both approached each other for a hug. “Cupcake, I have missed you so much,” Mrs. Anna said. “I've missed you too, Mum. But why did you leave without informing me?” Shimma asked. “I'm sorry, honey. It was an urgent meeting for me and your dad. I'm sure your uncle Mattias told you,” she said.Uncle? Why do I feel weird being called Shimma's uncle?
It's been about three hours since I came back from Mr Mattias house.My parents said we all would be going to a place this night.I don't know where because they said it was a surprise.I laid on my bed, faced to the ceiling, reminiscing about the sex I had with Mr Mattias before leaving. The way he walked to my room, kissing me and fucking me.Just then, the thought of Mr Mattias wanting to tell me something, but ended up not telling me, crossed my mind.Although I tried to ask him. I tried to ask him while he fucked me. But he wouldn't let me speak. He would shush me, everytime i tried to speak. While he focused on pounding my pussy like it was the last. Like his life fucking depended on it.“Knock, knock!“ A knock on my door broughte back to reality.“Come in!“ I yelled as I watched the door open. It was my mum.Her eyes landed on me as a frown settled on her face.“Shimma, you're not ready yet?“ She asked. “Ready? For what?“ I questioned. She gasped.“Are you being serious right n
I drove to the company. Parking my car at the parking lot. I stepped out of my car when a white Mercedes Benz parked beside my car. I reached for my bag inside my car, I took out my bag, shutting the door close, when I noticed someone step out of the car. I pressed the lock on my key, about to head inside the company when I heard.“Hi,” I turned to see the man who had stepped out of the car. I had avoided turning to glance at him earlier, because I don't really like giving people the credit of looking at them. They might think highly of themselves, especially those proud men who think every girl must have a glance at them due to their looks.Bu—but this guy? I was starting to regret why I hadn't glanced at him earlier.This striking young man stood tall, confident, and captivating, with a clean-shaven, angular face. His bright blue eyes sparkled, while his radiant smile could melt any and every heart. His sandy blonde hair fell gently to his broad shoulders. His muscular physique w