Chapter 5 Iv - Patrick

• I slept with that damn woman on my mind, she almost saw my face, almost. Sophie messed with the damn clock and turned on the lights, otherwise we would have had sex on the table without caring about anything around us.
• But that was also good, it made me open my eyes and stop being a fool carried away by the moment. She came so easily to me, melted so quickly in my arms, showing that she was doing well what she was paid to do.
• I woke up in a bad mood and although that was not new, today the reason was different, dreaming about a woman hadn't happened to me in years and worse still, waking up with a painful erection because of her.
• I was having coffee when her light steps reached me and she kissed my cheek. My whole body tensed knowing that if it weren't for the mask, she would be kissing my torn and scarred skin.
• I was a jerk because her attitude forced me out of my comfort zone and I reacted the way I had learned in the last five years, with rudeness.
• Of course, I wasn't going to hit her, I had never raised my hand to a woman, not even to those who deserved it. But seeing the fear in her eyes that I might actually hurt her disarmed me.
• Sophie left the table marching away from me and I almost regretted the way I spoke to her. I stayed there brooding over how I treated her and what she said about nothing I did would affect her. What did Sophie mean by that?
• "Keep it up and you'll never have children with her or anyone else!" Holly exclaimed, entering the dining room and pulling me out of my thoughts.
• "What now?"
• "Don't play dumb, because you're too smart for that," she said, taking Sophie's plate, but before leaving, she turned to me, shooting daggers with her eyes. "The girl left here crying and all because she kissed your cheek, I can only imagine what you'll do if she goes to your bed."
• "Holly, stop it. You know very well what we're doing here, she married me just for money!"
• "Yes, she only wants your money and she didn't mind kissing you just to hear insults," Holly snapped, stomping away.
• I sighed, letting my shoulders slump, I shouldn't care about this after all she had been paid to sleep with me and give me all the children I wanted.
• But I gave in and turned on the camera system just to see Sophie immersed in the library. It was the last thing I expected, I thought she would complain to her friends, whine or try to go out to the city, I didn't expect her to prefer being surrounded by books.
• "Good morning Boss," John entered singing, and from the smile on his face, I could tell he hadn't talked to Holly.
• "I'm not having a good day."
• "And it doesn't seem like you had a good night either. What happened? Didn't you read the report I asked for about your wife?"
• I closed my eyes forcefully and huffed, I was so busy berating myself last night that I forgot to read the report.
• "I didn't read it and apparently I've already started the day by creating problems," I muttered as Holly returned to pick up the remaining dishes.
• "What did he do now?" he asked, staring at the woman who refused to look at us. "Come on, Holly, tell me what the big guy here did."
• - "Why don't you tell your friend Patrick? Why don't you tell him that you made the girl lock herself in the library because you kissed her?" she threw the words and walked away with her hands full.
• I shook my head knowing that Holly would speak her mind, as she had seen me grow up and didn't hesitate to leave her life to come live with me on that mountain, so she had every right to say whatever she wanted.
• "She kissed you? On the mouth?" John seemed like a teenager celebrating. "With that mask?"
• "No, John, she kissed my cheek over the mask and we ended up arguing..."
• "I can't believe you fought with her over that. Don't take it the wrong way, Patrick, but you haven't had contact with anyone other than your parents, me, and Holly for five years. Let alone a woman!" he had just gained the necessary ammunition to start with the story of my seclusion. "And between us, a really hot one..."
• "Watch what you say, John!" I grunted, cutting him off before he went too far, but the idiot didn't seem to understand the message.
• "Boss, with all due respect, do you really think there are hot girls like her just waiting around? You have to treat your girl right, you know?"
• My blood boiled and I grabbed him by the collar. John had definitely spent too much time watching her on the road until now, while I was checking the file I had requested.
• "If you like having all your teeth, you won't talk about my wife using words like beautiful, hot, sexy!" I growled, my face close to his, forcing him to look into my eyes.
• "Sorry, boss, I was just trying to help."
• I let go of his collar and walked away before I punched the only friend I had left, especially for a girl who had just entered my life. I locked myself in the office and kept busy working on some contracts for the company. Even from a distance, I was still the CEO of Carter's Jewelry.
• But when Holly announced that lunch was served, I had to go after her. The girl was still holed up in the library and hadn't had breakfast.
• "Lunch is on the table," I said, hoping she would come out and follow me, but I was ignored. "Come on, stop being childish and come eat."
• "Or what? Will you care if I starve? I highly doubt it."
• "Get up, Sophie, or I'll throw you over my shoulder!" I threatened, knowing that with my mood and her provocations, we would end up fighting again.
• "Maybe I'm hoping you'll do that, being carried by your husband is every woman's dream, isn't it?"
• I swallowed hard at her challenging words. Sophie really had no idea what she was doing by provoking me like that.
• I grabbed her arms, pulling her out of the damn armchair. My intention was indeed to throw her over my shoulders and take her to the dining room, but when our eyes met and I held her body close to mine, something changed.
• Hunger and desire took over me and I pushed her against the nearest bookshelf, keeping her body trapped. I lowered my face close to hers, until her breath hit the mask.
• Damn, what I wouldn't give to be at night and be able to kiss her without worrying that she would see my face.
• "You don't know what you're saying, girl."
• - "I think I know exactly what I want!" she sighed, wandering her eyes over my face. "Are you going to kiss me?"
• Sophie raised her hands to my chest and wrapped her arms around my neck.
• It was a mistake, but still, my fingers traveled along the skin of her arms and I smiled as I saw her shiver. I leaned in, pressing her breasts against my chest, slid my hands down to hold her hips, and then rubbed my erection against her stomach.
• Sophie closed her eyes and gasped, pushing herself against me. Damn, how I wanted to kiss her right now, to feel her soft lips and her moans against my mouth.
• As if she could read my thoughts, she bit her lower lip, tilting her head back and pushing her breasts towards me. My hand grabbed her ass, and in one last trace of resistance, I grumbled and turned her violently. It was either that or I would kiss her.
• "Patrick..." she practically moaned my name and placed her hands on the shelf in front of her.
• I raised a hand to her breast, and with the tip of my thumb, I massaged her nipple through her dress, feeling her tremble. I was so aroused that my cock throbbed painfully inside my jeans.
• I squeezed her nipple and she let out a muffled squeal, rubbing her ass against me. Then I took my hand off her hip and slid it down to reach the hem of her dress. I wanted to touch her everywhere, my fingers glided over her skin until I reached her panties.
• We moaned together and I rested my face on the curve of her neck, letting my mask lift a little and sucking on her soft skin, feeling the shivers spread.
• "So hot, Sophie," I growled, sounding like a caged animal, feeling the desire to bury myself in her grow.
• "Please, Patrick..."
• I rubbed my fingers over the fabric of her panties, hearing her gasp and moan softly. Then I pulled the elastic aside and could feel her warmth even closer, rubbing my fingers against her flesh, spreading her lips until I felt her excitement against my fingers.
• I teased her with the tip of my finger at her entrance and twisted her nipple, rubbing until it was hard in my fingers.
• "Relax, Sophie. I'm going to make you come like no one else has!" I said in a huskier tone than usual.
• I felt like my cock could burst out of my pants at any moment, yet I was completely focused on her. I grazed my fingers over my own intimacy in a slow and provocative manner. Even without penetrating her deeply, I seemed to melt with every movement she made.
• "No one...ever..." she couldn't finish the sentence, but I doubted it was really about no one ever making her come.
• "You're so wet that it makes my mouth water," I murmured, ignoring her words and circling her earlobe.
• Sophie tried to close her legs, but I finally slid my finger inside her, feeling her tight walls protest against my touch and her moan louder than the others.
• Damn, no! It couldn't be! She's a virgin!
• "Patrick?" she turned her face slightly and I backed away. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean... I won't turn around, we can continue."
• But it was too late, I was already going far away from there, far away from her and her virginity. I would never touch that girl again!