Chapter 38
Thirty-Eight
MATEO
Her eyes widen, and she bites that plump lower lip as I tip her chin up and carefully ghost my lips over hers.
“You have me aching,” I whisper against her pillowy mouth. “I don’t want to be gentle, wife. I want to fuck you. Hard and sloppy and make you squirt all over the fucking place. I want you to make a mess.”
She swallows thickly. “Yeah, we can’t do that right now.”
“I know.”
I dust my fingers down the soft skin between her breasts. This dress is fucking amazing on her, but I wasn’t kidding when I said I’ll have to kill everyone there.
No one can look at her and not want her.
She’s perfect.
“So, what I’m going to do instead is brace you against this door.” I turn us so her back is against the wood, and squat in front of her, lift her skirt, and dive under it. “Hmm, no underwear, Mrs. Cabrera?”
“It would show in the back,” she says, and then lets out a squeak when I lift one leg and prop it on my shoulder. “Fuck, I’m going to fall, Mateo.”
“No you won’t. I’ve got you.”
I wrap one hand around her hip to keep her steady. She’s sopping wet, and I lean in to lick through her slit, then pay attention to that little ring of metal and flick it over her clit.
“Mateo.”
“That’s me.” She’s fucking delicious. And I know she’s scared and nervous about tonight, and I want her to forget about it, even if it’s just for a few minutes. “Do you know how much I love to eat this pretty little cunt?”
“You’re really good at it.”
I grin against her and press two fingers inside her, and when she squeezes around them, I growl.
“God, Mateo.”
“Not yet, baby.” I pull away and slap her pussy, not hard, just enough to change the sensation, and she groans. “We’re going to take a minute before tonight starts and pamper you a bit.”
“That’s all I did all day.”
“If anyone out there did this to you, I’ll sear the skin from their bodies.”
She chuckles. “No, of course not this.”
“Hmm.” I press my lips to her pussy again, and she whimpers. “I fucking love the noises you make. Does this feel good? Is this what you needed, Savage? My tongue on you?”
“I always need that. God, you’re so good at it. I don’t want to know how you got to be so good at it.”
I chuckle against her and push my fingers inside her again, scissoring them back and forth, and she moves her hips in a circle, seeking more.
“So pretty,” I whisper as I wrap my lips around her clit and pull, finger fucking her against this wall, and she starts to come undone. I don’t stop. I want her juices flowing, her pussy pulsing. I want her to be buzzing when we walk out of this room.
When her climax has been wrung from her, I pull away, out from under her skirt, and set her other foot on the floor.
She’s flushed, but her makeup and hair are intact.
“Your hair’s a mess,” she says.
“I’ll fix it.” I lean in and kiss her softly. “And then we’ll go.”
“Okay.”
I turn to walk into the bathroom, and as I’m standing at the vanity, smoothing my hair out, Violet moves up behind me and wraps her arms around me, hugging me to her.
“Thank you. No matter what happens tonight, thank you for doing all of this for me. I know it’s dangerous and that it wasn’t easy, and I appreciate you so much.”
I turn in her arms and hug her to me.
“You never have to thank me for doing anything I can to help you. It’s my one purpose in life, to make sure you’re taken care of.”
She looks up at me with so much love in her pretty blue eyes that it makes my heart catch.
“But you have to promise me that you won’t do anything impulsive tonight, Violet.”
Her eyebrow kicks up at her name on my lips.
“We have steps in place to get your sister. You don’t have to do anything, and when she’s secure, I’ll take you to her right away.
I don’t want you running after her. I don’t want you to make a scene at all.
If you see her, you stay calm. You stay by me at all times.
You don’t dance with anyone else, except for Rome, Julian, or Carson. ”
She nods, but I cup her jaw and neck and stare down at her intently.
“Promise me that you’ll follow orders. I know you’re stubborn, and you’ve been waiting for this for a long time, so I need to know that I can trust you to do as you’re told.”
“I won’t do anything stupid, and I’ll listen to you,” she says. “I promise. I want tonight to go as smoothly as possible. I don’t want anyone to get hurt, and I want my sister back.”
I stare down into her eyes—even in her heels, she’s still shorter than me—and when I’m satisfied that she’s telling me the truth, I nod and rest my forehead against hers.
“Thank you.”
“So, you guys have a whole plan?”
“An intricate one,” I confirm.
“Do I get to know what it is?”
“No. You don’t need to. You’ll stay with me, my new wife on my arm for a charity fundraiser gala. And I’ll take care of the rest.”
“I’m fine with that, and I already promised that I’d behave, but you know I’m not good at being the little woman who has to be coddled and taken care of.”
“You’re not anything that needs to be coddled. But I will protect you. That’s all I’m doing. Now, are you ready to go?”
She nods and reaches for the bag that matches the shoes.
“I put a tracking device in your bag,” I inform her, and her eyes whip up to mine.
“What? Why?”
“Because I can’t be too careful.”
“You mean paranoid.”
“Sure. If that’s now you want to phrase it. Just be grateful that I didn’t insist on a subdermal tracker.”
Her jaw drops and then closes again. “That’s a little unhinged, Mateo.”
“We’ve already established that I’m unhinged when it comes to you, Savage. Come on, we have a party to get to.”