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
As I pushed the door open, the laughter ceased instantaneously. My heart raced as a rush of disbelief coursed through me. There in Mr Mattias's office. Was a woman leaning casually against his desk, A woman I had never seen before. She had long, flowing black hair and wore a sleek, red dress that hugged her curves perfectly. The air was thick with an awkward silence, and I could feel the tension rising.Mr Mattias, who was sitting behind his expansive desk, looked up with a mixture of surprise and worry. His dark eyes narrowed as they met mine. “Shimma,” he said, his voice steady but edged with something I couldn’t quite place. “Am I interrupting something?” I managed to ask, my voice barely above a whisper. “No not at all,” the woman said, a smirk playing on her lips. “We were just wrapping up a discussion about office improvements.” Her tone filled with sarcasm, and I could tell she was enjoying the moment.I swallowed hard, processing the implications of the situation. “I...
“Come in,” I yelled as I watched the door open. Revealing Mr Mattias.“M—Mr Mattias,” I stuttered as I watched him make his way into my office. He began to loosen his tie as he made his way toward me.I gulped hard, my eyes wide open, my mind racing with questions. What had gotten into him?He leaned towards me, about to take my lips, but I turned away.“No!“ I said. Turning back at him to see a frown settle on his face.“Why?“ He asked.“I need to talk to you,” I said. He hissed. Leaning towards me again.“Shimma, we can talk later. I want you now,” he groaned. His mouth searching for mine.“No, I'm serious, I really want us to talk,” I said, turning away from him just so I would avoid kissing him, even if it was so tempting to.Mr Mattias stood up straight, staring down at me.“What's wrong Shimma? Did I do anything wrong?“ He asked. I shook my head in a no. He then squatted down so that he could see me properly. His hand reached my face. Bringing it to face him.“What then is it th
“Shimma, Be my girlfriend,” Mr Mattias said. I gasped softly as my eyes flew open in shock.I was so dumbfounded, my tongue ceased words. Just then, my door opened as Lucas stood by the door. His eyes fell on Mr Mattias who squatted in front of me.“Lucas,” Mr Mattias said. Still squatted in front of me. Mr Mattias seemed un-bothered, But the way Lucas glanced at me sent a shiver down my spine. I couldn't quite read his expression—was it anger, concern, or something else entirely?LUCAS.“Shimma,” I found myself whispering her name. A smirk escaped my lips. Why do I find myself thinking of her?I mean, she's pretty, sure. But she's not the prettiest I have seen. There's just something about her. Something about her eyes. The way she looked at me. I loved how innocent she seemed. How gentle she sounded, I have to get to know her better. I don't know, but there's this force, pulling me towards her. And the way she stared at me, I can tell that she felt it too.I was done with what I had
I turned to stare at him, my eyes locked on his…"Then,” I paused, the question hitting me hard. “Then I’ll waituntil she’s ready. I just know she’s the one I’m going to spend the rest of my life with,” I said, my phone buzzing with her text.SHIMMA’S POV.A FEW HOURS LATER.I couldn't stop staring at my reflection in the mirror. The short black dress hugged me perfectly, my hair was done just right, and my makeup—ugh, it was giving!I don’t know why I was this excited. Maybe it was because it had been months since I went out with Mr. Mattias, or maybe it was the fact that I was going to my dream country. Like, what?! I couldn’t pinpoint exactly why, but I was grateful for the excitement.Still gazing at myself, I heard my phone ring. My eyes drifted to the screen, and my heart fluttered at the sight of Mr. Mattias’s name.It was finally time to leave!“Hey babe,” I said, pressing my lips together because calling him that felt weird—I wasn’t used to it. “Babe? I like that,” he repli
“How about I come to you? Come on, tell me where you are…” My eyes widened, shock flickering in them. Why was he eager to see me?“Uh, I’m sorry, but I don’t think there is any need for that,” I said calmly, trying to be nice.“Wh—Why? I mean, we could talk about us. Trust me, I felt a connection between us then. But I know that if we had the time to get to know each other, we would have…”“No, I’m in love with Mattias,” I said, quickly cutting him off. “There wasn’t going to be any room for us then, and even now, I know and understand how you felt, but…”“But I still do. I still feel the same way I felt then for you. And no matter how hard I try to shove the feelings away, I can’t stop the way my heart beats rapidly anytime you cross my mind, or how restless I get knowing I need to talk to you, and how much risk I took trying to get your number just so that I could speak to you. Come on, Shimma, can’t you see we both have a chance together compared to Mattias? Your parents don’t even
SHIMMA’S POVI lay on my bed, unable to sleep. I couldn’t help but wonder why Mr. Mattias left in a hurry. Obviously, he had a message, and it could have been so important. But—I didn’t want him to leave. I want him with me right now. Shit.---The next morning, I woke up to the sound of my alarm.The first thing that crossed my mind was my meeting with Mr. Mattias. Not just that; we were flying to the Maldives! I’ve always dreamt of going there with my partner. Who knew it would be Mr. Mattias, the man of my dreams?For some weird reason, I couldn’t contain my excitement.I wiped my eyes, yawning and stretching at the same time before stepping out of bed.Just as I was heading to the bathroom, my phone buzzed with a message. I quickly walked back, expecting it to be from Mr. Mattias, but it was a credit alert.I tapped on the alert, my eyes wide open as I stared at "One million dollars." No fucking way!I was still in shock when a message came in. It was from an unknown number, but r
MR. MATTIAS'S POVThe moment I walked out of Shimma's house, I took out my phone, pressing some numbers. The jeweler had just texted me, and I needed to act fast. I couldn't stop my heart from racing with excitement as I imagined the next step in my plan. I was fucking going to be a fiancé!“Hey, it’s Mattias,” I said when the jeweler picked up. “I’m on my way now. Bring out the most exquisite engagement ring you have.”“Of course, Mr. Mattias. We have some stunning pieces that just arrived,” he replied, his voice filled with amusement."Allright, see you soon," I said, hanging up.As I drove to the jewelry store, my mind swirled with images of Shimma. I envisioned her face lighting up when she saw the ring, the way her eyes would sparrk with surprise and joy. The moment she would say yes to me. The thought of it alone, made me both excited and impatient at the same time.Because this wasn’t just a ring; it was a promise, a commitment to a future I was ready to embrace—with her. My
We sat across from each other at the dining table. The smell of baked chicken filled the air.I watched Mr. Mattias take a bite; he shut his eyes, as if savoring not just the meal but the moment itself. A small smile tugged at his lips, and I felt a warmth spread through me, realizing how much I missed these simple, intimate dinners.“Delicious,” he said, his voice deep and smooth, pulling me from my thoughts. “You’ve always had a way with food.”I chuckled softly, feeling a blush creep onto my cheeks. “It’s just chicken, but I’m glad you like it.”He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, his gaze intense. “It’s not just the chicken. It’s you, Shimma. It’s being here with you. I’ve missed this—I’ve missed us.”I could see the flicker of something deeper in his eyes, an urgency that made my heart race.“I’ve missed us too,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. “But you know there are things we need to address… the past, the future.”He straightened, his expression sh
Mr. Mattias pulled up in front of my house, and I was seated right beside him in the passenger seat. I sat there speechless, unable to utter a word. Not back at the office, not on the way here. It was as though I had lost the ability to speak.I honestly didn't blame myself. Not after being fucked over and over again, not wanting it to end. Thinking of it at that moment had already gotten my pussy to throb.I needed to go inside; I needed to think about whatever had just happened. Leaving my house that morning, I hadn't expected to meet Mr. Mattias as the boss. And not just that—I hadn't expected to be brutally fucked by him, either.Don't get me wrong; I had totally enjoyed every bit of it. But a part of me still wondered if I had made the right choice. A part of me still wondered if I should fully open up my heart to him again.The past few months had been heart-shattering. The last thing I wanted at that moment was to regret letting him back in.I knew my parents still weren't goi
He pulled his fingers away and all of a sudden, I felt at loss. I opened my mouth to protest and he pulled me off the table."On your knees baby, I want to fuck your tight little mouth" he ordered.The corners of my lips pulled up in a smile, as I went down on my knees slowly, teasing him. The smell of his arousal filled my lungs and made my pussy water even more.I grabbed the base of his cock and rolled my tongue over the pink head, he closed his eyes and with his other hand, grabbed the edge of the table to hold himself.I pushed his cock deep into my mouth until it was beginning to touch my throat, until I was beginning to feel my gag kicking in.Without warning, he shoved his cock down my throat and my vision blurs with tears"Shimma," he moaned and I pushed it down even more. When I pulled out, his cock was covered in my saliva. I grabbed his shaft with both hands and started stroking him.Precum Spilled from his cock and onto my hands. I brought my tongue to the tip and licked
"Shimma," he said, his tone rough and charged with desire. "I want you right now."Just as he was about to take my lips again, a loud knock echoed through the room."Sir! I have the files you asked for!" A lady's voice came after the knock.That sound transported me back to my first day in Mr. Mattias's office, the day I first tasted his intensity.He ignored the knock, his lips crashing against mine once more, igniting a fire deep within me. But then the knock came again, louder this time, shattering the moment.I instinctively grabbed my bag, ready to flee."I'm sorry, but I have to go," I mumbled , getting up on my feet to leave but he pulled me back, his eyes icy and unyielding. "I said I want you, and nothing is going to stop me this time," he declared, his voice filled with seriousness. I had never seen his eyes so cold, so fiercely determined.My heart raced as his grip tightened, a possessive hold that made my pulse quicken. In that instant, the world outside faded away. It w
MR. MATTIAS' POVWould she believe me if I told her that the moment I set my eyes on her, I felt a spark of what I couldn’t understand then was love?It’s crazy! She was only fifteen, yet I felt something so intense burning inside me.It sounds stupid to say I dumped a sexy, rich lady for a fifteen-year-old, but I did. I didn’t know why then, but now, I don’t regret it.I don’t regret staring into her eyes while she stared back at mine, shocked and confused. I know—I never planned to fall in love with a fifteen-year-old either.She attempted to stand up, but I pulled her back; she wasn’t going to leave. Not until she sees clearly how much I love her. Not until I make her mine again.---SHIMMA’S POVI tried to get up for the second time, but he pulled me back down again.How could he tell me that he wasn’t interested in Aunt Pricilia because of me? What sort of stunt is he trying to pull here?“What do you gain by lying to me? First, you lied about the incident in the restaurant, then