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Matthew didnât know what else to say. He couldnât interfere with the work of other Rosewood employees, even if it made his blood boil thinking about what some of the submissives had to go through to get the job done. He knew though, that whatever Veronica would say to convince him that it was her fault, he knew he in his bones that it wasnât. He stifled down a growl before indulging in the affection she was looking for.Â
She didnât want to talk about it anymore. That was fine. He wouldnât push.Â
He went along with the soft brushes of her lips against his before finally gripping at her curls to still her. âI do, baby.â He murmured against her lips. He looked around and noted that they were now alone. âBut let me make you feel good first.â He pulled her impossibly close before taking her lips with his, deep and long as he closed whatever distance there was between them, covering her completely as he moved his hands down her body only to hoist her up, wrapping her legs around his waist so he could press her up against the wall.Â
âItâs been a while.âÂ
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THEREâS A PAUSE IN HER ACTIONS, Matthewâs hands in her hair eliciting a gasp from the woman. Veronica loves it when he gets like this, malleable under his control. Thereâs this need to please him and itâs only exemplified by his words. Baby. âYouâre so good to me,â she whispers against his lips, opening it slightly to get a taste. Her tongue darts out to meet his, pressing up against him, breathy sighs slipping from her lips at the contact. Â
ITâS THE WAY HE LIFTS HER, like she weighs nothing, thatâs a reminder to Veronica that he can wreck her in all the right ways. Strong arms keep her balanced, her legs automatically wrapping around his waist. Back up against the wall, her cunt practically dripping at whatâs to come, Veronica dives back in, whining at the excess of clothes between them. âPlease,â she moans out, hands cupping his face. âI need you inside me.â Veronica sounds desperate but sheâs not above begging, remembering the feeling of his cock inside of her.Â
âBEEN TOO LONG,â her agreement holds a tone of disappointment in it. Though she knows they both have their own jobs, their own lives to live, thereâs still the craving for the man. âMatthew,â she breathes out his name as if itâs a praise and the taste on her tongue is just as sweet. âMatthew, please.â Veronica grinds down on him then, the action pushing her skirt up even higher. The cool wind nips against her skin and she shivers under his touch. Thereâs a need for friction, for something, thatâs entirely Matthew and she knows the man will definitely deliver. Will he fuck her against the wall? Will he slam her against the table? The possibilities are endless and Veronicaâs nipples harden at the thought of it all. Thereâs even the chance of someone walking in on them and thereâs no shame in the woman at just how wet she gets because of it. âFuck me, baby.âÂ














