Chapter 18 Matthew
MATTHEW
“Do you think you can go into work late tomorrow morning?” I ask Letty while we’re soaking in the bathtub after I took her for the first time.
Never in my life did I think I could come that hard or lose control that fast. And while I should kick my own ass for what I saw, it’s a memory I’ll take with me for all of my fucking days, seeing my cock coated with her virginity and knowing I’m the only man who will get to experience the vision.
I even uttered the words at some point that I’m the first and last man she’ll ever have, and Letty squeezing my dick at the truth told me she liked it, too.
“Umm, maybe. I’d have to call Ophelia right away, as in get out of the tub, call her, and hope I don’t wake up her kids with the phone ringing.” She sits up and looks over her shoulder with a look of worry in her eyes.
“You stay in here. I’ll go grab your phone, but first, I want to tell you what Jude found out. You distracted me earlier when you came home.” My chest fills with air. Watching her walk through the door or coming home to her after a long day at work, there’s nothing fucking better.
“I distracted you? Did you see yourself when I walked in? There was no getting past you, not that I wanted to anyway,” she replies with a wink as two spots of red coat her cheeks.
“Are you complaining?” Letty wiggles her ass in response, and if we weren’t in the tub, I’d smack the creamy soft skin of her ass just to see what color her skin would darken to.
Probably the same as the flush she’s currently wearing.
“Spin around, kitten. But don’t get any ideas, you’re out of commission for the next twenty-four hours at the very least.” I don’t actually know the exact time she’ll need to heal.
I do know that I don’t want it to be any longer than it has to be, because my cock is already begging to get back inside her.
“Fine. What did Jude have to say? If it’s bad news, can we wait until another time?
Today really has been the best.” She wraps her hands around my neck, the tips of her fingers grazing the skin on my back.
Her cunt is pressed against the underside of my hardening cock.
“Oh, well, at least somebody wants me, since you don’t.
” She’s teasing me. Instead of giving her the satisfaction of my voice, I dip my head and slide my lips to the side of her breast, where I suck the skin into my mouth.
Deep and strong pulls, enough to leave a mark.
The second she starts to squirm, I slide my tongue along the outer edge of her nipple.
Letty is sensitive everywhere, but her nipples…
Fuck, they’re hyper-sensitive. I repeat the process, doing the exact same thing, marking it as well.
“Daddy.” My grip on her hips tightens. I’m unable to stop the pull and finally suck her nipple into my mouth.
I don’t stop her as she grinds along my length.
As long as she doesn’t do something dumb like lift her hips and drop down on my dick, all will be fucking good.
Because while I’m not delivering any bad news, it’s still not the best, either.
“Kitten, do you need to come again?” I look up at Letty’s face. Her eyes are open, and she blows a puff of air out and does a full-body shiver. “Goddamn.” The tips of her fingers press so deeply into my skin that I’ll more than likely have marks of my own from her.
“Daddy.” She moves faster, arching her back until the tip of my dick grazes her clit the right way. My kitten falls apart, it’s a fucking beautiful sight to behold.
“Damn.” I hold myself back as much as I can. I could use her body to follow her, but I won’t. We have some shit to talk about, and while I’d rather get lost in the haze of Letty, this shit needs to get ironed out.
“I’d apologize, but I’m not the least bit sorry.” She sends me a lazy smile. The truth is written all over her face.
“You can use me anytime and any way you want. Now, are you ready for the news, or do you want to get out of the tub?” I’m up for anything when it comes to Letty, and she damn well knows it.
“Right here is fine. I’ll keep my body to myself.” She starts to pull back, but I hold her where she is, liking this position a fuck of a lot.
“Alright, good news is the goon squad isn’t looking for you.
Bad news is that a private investigator is.
Jude found out the guy’s name. Apparently, he works for an attorney in West Virginia, and I made it a point to look into him today.
He deals with estate planning. The okay news is, Joshua’s gone, passed away, and I think you can put two and two together to figure out how that ultimately happened.
” I let the news sink in. She bites her lower lip, one eye starts to twitch, and I can see she’s trying to work things out in her head.
“Okay, why is an attorney looking for me, though? Mom went into that marriage with nothing. She worked, don’t get me wrong, she worked so much and so long, and even when they got married, she never stopped.
Her exact words were: “Never depend on a man. You can want a man, but to constantly need one? Don’t do that.
Don’t be me.” I know she was more or less referring to my father, who jaded her, and I can’t blame her,” Letty unloads on me, unearthing another morsel of information from her past. She does this from time to time, slowly giving me pieces of herself.
“That’s where Jude and I worked together once he was back at his house, and Crew and I parted ways.
” Letty already knows I met the guys at Johnny’s club, because I kept her up to speed throughout the day.
Plus, it gave her more of an excuse to talk to me, instead of her thinking she’d be a bother if she messaged too much.
“He hacked in, found your file, and did some research before backing out. Then I made a call and set up an appointment, which the guy shouldn’t have done, but since I lied and said I’m your husband and an attorney myself, he went along with it.
We don’t know the exact logistics because Jude didn’t want to nose around too much, but what we do know is there’s an inheritance involved. ”
“I don’t want his money.” Out of everything I said, this is what she replies. I shouldn’t be surprised, yet somehow, I am.
“Listen to what the guy has to say and go from there, but, kitten, think about what it can do to help you. I know that while you’re a hard worker, your ultimate goal is finishing your degree.
Think long-term and go from there.” Fuck, she could take what she needs, put a little bit away for a cushion, and donate the rest.
“Fine. The appointment is tomorrow? What time and how?” She isn’t convinced yet.
“Video, and ten o’clock was the earliest I could arrange.”
“I’ll go call Ophelia. I’m still on the fence about the other stuff, and I hate to admit this, but you’re right.
” Letty stands up, her pussy hovering right at my mouth, and I place my hands on her thighs to steady her.
I also can’t hold back from licking at her pretty, puffy lips, wanting her flavor on my tongue as much as possible.
Her hands find purchase in my hair, and I take my time tasting her until she’s coming on my mouth, cheeks, and chin.
“You ready for this?” I squeeze Letty’s hand the next morning. We’re sitting at the desk in my home office, she’s in the chair, and I’m sitting off to the side.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.” She worries her thumb with her teeth, and I have half a mind to pull that hand away, when the screen switches to showing an older gentleman wearing a button-down shirt and tie.
This must be Arnold Schmidt, the attorney handling the case.
Whereas I’d have my secretary on the call first, he does things a little differently.
“Hello, Miss. Ashmoor, Mr. Carlisle. I’m Arnold Schmidt, and I have a few documents to go over. This shouldn’t take much time at all. Any questions you may have, I’ll answer them to the best of my ability. Does that sound alright?”
“Yes, thank you.” I nod, staying silent while wishing I could have the documents in front of me to read over.
I’m about to ask if they can be sent when Letty does it for me.
“Will you please send any papers to Matthew’s email?
I’d like to see them in front of me, if possible.
” I squeeze her hand in acknowledgement.
“Yes, of course. You’ll need them regardless to sign as it stands.
Now, your mother and stepfather had a few investments as well as a life insurance policy.
In light of Joshua’s passing, it was brought to my attention that your inheritance from your mother, where you were to wait until the age of twenty-one, would be null and void.
You’re now eligible to have what your mother left behind in her passing.
A total of seventy-five thousand dollars.
” Letty looks from Schmidt to me. The hand I’m not holding covers her mouth as tears springing to her eyes, and her chest moves in a way that I know when this call is over, she’ll need me.
“Joshua’s is a little bit more difficult, because the home and belongings, minus your mom’s jewelry, are being sold back to the state to cover the back taxes he owed.
As long as everything is paid back, which it looks like it will after the appraiser sent me the documents, you should receive an additional one hundred thousand dollars,” Schmidt finishes.
Letty turns her body into mine, clawing at my shirt, trying to get as close to me as possible.
I lift her out of her chair to place her in my lap.
My arms wrap around her body. She’s shaking and crying, deeply emotional, and saturating my shirt.
“Thank you. Is there anything else?” I try to wrap this up so I can tend to Letty.
“That’s all. I’ll send you the documents, and as soon as those are filled out, we can transfer her mother’s portion and then later on her stepfather's. I know this is a lot, especially after what you’ve told me.
Please accept my apologies once again.” I finish the conversation and hit the end button before I slide one arm beneath Letty’s knees, the other around her waist, her arms are already around my neck, and I stand up.
“Hold on for me, kitten. Gonna get us somewhere comfortable and hold you through this pain,” I mutter quietly near her ear. She’s breaking my damn heart. Sadly, this isn’t something I can fix for her. All I can do is hold her through it.
The minute we’re in the bedroom, my knee hits the mattress, and I situate us so that she’s facing me, her leg thrown over my waist, and my leg wedged between her thighs.
I keep Letty in my arms while I reach for the duvet.
Neither of us bothered with making the bed.
I couldn’t give a single fuck about the damn thing, and Letty was too busy pacing the floors awaiting this call.
“Matthew.” I feel her rub her face along my shirt, probably abrading her smooth skin in the process.
“I’m right here, Letty.” My lips brush against her forehead. She lifts her head, eyes searching for mine.
“All of that, well, it brought everything up, and I need to tell you something. Life’s too short. I, well, I love you.”
“Fuck, Letty, I love you, too. It’s not too soon or too fast. Nobody can dictate how or when you fall in love.
When it’s right, it’s right.” She barely lets me get the rest of my words out before her lips are sealed to mine, she’s climbing into my lap, and we end up in bed for the remainder of the morning, only getting up when it’s absolutely necessary.