The Sweetest Temptation
Chapter 264: Caught

Chapter 264: Caught

The day came fast and highly anticipated, as Stella, in spite of her hard front, ended up feeling at a great loss with Matteo absent. Without knowing, she had grown accustomed to sleeping off in his arms, and waking up to sweet treatments from him. And now that she thought of it, the idea of moving in with him did not seem so bad.

She walked into the office, almost floating off her feet with excitement as she closed the distance to the elevator. However, just as the doors were about to close, a foot donning a pair of leather black oxford, stepped between the gap, wedging the doors and stepping in—Matteo.

Her legs felt like jelly, gradually melting under low flames that were building up in their midst. Memories of the elevator moments at San Francisco suddenly flooded her mind, filling her with a burning urge to feel them once again—except this time, the situation was different. They were in an office environment, and they stood every risk of being seen.

Does he mind being caught? The thought graced her mind along with all of the other improper ones. With her peripheral vision, she observed him, hoping to notice some sort of reaction to being in the same enclosed space with her.

"Whatever’s going through your mind, is also what’s going through mine." When he made the statement, she turned to meet his gaze, and he was smiling knowingly. She turned away from him, fighting back the smile that broke out on her lips. A few moments later, the doors parted open and they made their way to his office.

"Lucky for both of us, you are the secretary, and I’m your boss. Now, come here." He whispered huskily, pulling her into his arms and squeezing her tenderly. He used his thumb to caress her lips, pressing his gently in a lover’s kind of kiss that made her core heat up with need.

"Mm, Mat—we’re going to get caught," She whispered against his lips, with her hands. She gently nudged herself out of his grip, but he held firm, refusing to let go.

"Then there will be no choice but to let the whole world know." He replied, abandoning her lips and trailing past her cheek, to her neck, and then to her collarbone. Her stretchy V-neck gown gave him ample access to her sensitive parts. He plunged his teeth into the soft skin of her shoulder, his hands riding up toward her breasts and kneading softly.

"Goddamn it, Stella, did you choose this gown on purpose?" His breath caressed the spot that he had just bitten, triggering a mild spasm in her. She brought her hands to his waist and clenched his clothes tightly.

"No, I didn’t." She replied breathlessly.

"Oh, that’s a pity. I thought you chose this to make me feel good." His hands dropped from her bosom, resting on her hips. He led her to the sofa, sinking into the cushions, he brought her to sit on him, cradling her in his arms.

"This is unusual, even for you." Stella moaned, snuggling even deeper into his hold.

"Why do you say that?" He asked, smoothing her hair with his palm while he waited.

"I mean, who would have thought the almighty Mr. Quinn would be such a baby behind closed doors?"

"You bring out parts of me I never thought existed. Besides, I missed you so much. When I returned home, every part of the house felt so empty without you. I was almost tempted to go over to your place and kidnap you back to mine."

At the finishing of his words, Stella sat up with a start, her eyes searching his as she thought of an answer to give. "You know, I also thought about all the moments that we had together."

"Then, that solves it. Let’s move in together."

"Matteo," She moaned his name, rubbing his chest in soothing circle motions.

"What’s the matter?"

"We’re acting a lot like—you know, don’t you think we should be apart for a while, at least to get what’s been done during the trip out of our system?" In spite of her obviously provocative words, there was no reaction in his part. It even looked a lot like he hadn’t heard anything that needed attention. He simply gave his reply as if it was just another normal conversation.

"Why do you want it out of you? Didn’t you enjoy it? Should we go for another?"

I would’ve loved our entire lives together. She thought to herself, pain and remorse filling her mind and causing a searing pain to bore through her chest. She leaned her head against his shoulder and gave her reply.

"I did enjoy it. But, the problem now is, I keep having flashbacks."

"What are they like?" He asked calmly.

"While we came up with the elevator, I don’t know how it happened, but—well, my mind travelled back to that time at, you know... oh, come on, do I have to say it all the way?" She asked finally, smacking his chest playfully and pushing herself to her feet. He helped her up while he remained seated.

"I should get back to work." She added, turning to leave, when he caught hold of her wrist and pulled her back to face him. For a moment, their eyes were locked in a stare that she was able to recognize quite easily—fondness.

Oh, Matteo, how I wish I could have the rest of you. Stella thought to herself while she smiled at him. Two very contradictory emotions battled for surface reaction inside her, causing her to crave some sort of closure.

"I have to go, okay? You can’t stay away from work very long." She whispered, pulling her hand free as she made her way around the sofa and toward the door.

I don’t know what it would take to have all of you, Matteo Quinn, but I’m gonna keep doing what I have to do to win your heart.

Having concluded on that thought, she decided within herself to get him a gift. After all, that was where most love stories started.

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