Chapter 5 IV - Patrick

I slept with that bastard in my head, she almost saw my face. Sophie messed with the fucking clock and reignited the lights, otherwise we would have had sex on the table without caring about anything around us.

But that was also good, served to open my eyes and stop being an idiot in the moment. She came so easy to me, melted so fast 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 a novelty, today the reason was new, dreaming of a woman did not happen to me for years and even worse wake up with a painful erection thanks to her.

I was drinking coffee when the light steps caught up with me and she kissed my face. My whole body was tense to know that if wasn't for the mask she would be kissing my torn and covered with scars 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, rudely.

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 in her eyes the fear that I was really capable of hurting her, disarmed me.

Sophie left the table marching away from me and I almost regretted the way I talked to her. I stood there mulling over the way I treated her and what she said about how whatever I did, it wouldn't hit her. What did Sophie mean by that?

"Keep it up and you'll never have kids with her or anyone else!" Holly exclaimed as she entered the dining room and pulled me out of my thoughts.

"What is it now?"

"Don't play dumb, because you're too smart for that." she took Sophie's plate, but before leaving turned to me, throwing darts through her eyes. " The girl left here crying and all because she kissed your face. I wonder what you'll do if she goes to your bed."

"Holly, stop it. You know what we're doing here, she married me just for money!"

"Yes, she just wants your money and cared to kiss you just to hear your screams and insults." Holly kicked her feet out of there, but I knew she wasn't done yet.

I sighed letting my shoulders fall, should not care about it, after all she had been paid to fuck me and give me all the children I wanted.

But I caved in and opened the camera system just to see Sophie shoved into the library. It was the last thing I expected, I imagined that she would seek to complain to her friends, whine or try to leave for the city, I did not expect that she would prefer to surround herself with books.

"Good morning big boss." John came in singing and from the smile on his face I could tell he hadn't spoken to Holly.

"I'm not having a good day."

"And it doesn't look like you had a good night either. What happened? Didn't you read the report you asked me about your wife?"

I closed my eyes and snorted, got so busy blaming myself last night that I didn't remember to read the report.

"I didn't read it and apparently I started the day creating problems." I muttered when Holly came back to pick up the rest of the stuff.

"What he did now?" he asked staring at the woman who refused to look at us. " Come on Holly, tell me what the big boy here did?"

"Why don't you tell your friend, Patrick? Why don't you tell him you made the girl lock herself in the library for kissing you?" she threw the words and walked out with her hands full.

I shook my head knowing that Holly would say what she thinks, because the lady saw me grow up and did not hesitate to leave her life to go live with me there on that mountain, so she had every right to say whatever she wanted.

"Did she kiss you? Kiss on the mouth?" John looked like a celebrating teenager. " How? If you're wearing that mask?"

"No John, she kissed my face over the mask and we ended up fighting..."

"I can't believe you fought her over it. Don't get me wrong, Patrick, but you haven't had contact with anyone but your parents, me and Holly, for five years. And let's not even talk about the time you're without a woman!" Okay, he had earned the ammunition needed to start with the story of my forced celibacy. "And between us, a very beautiful woman..."

"Watch your mouth, John!" I grunted at him before he went too far, but the idiot didn't seem to get the message.

"Boss, with all due respect do you really think there's hot girls like her out there? Better treat your girl right, you know?"

My blood boiled and I pulled him down his collar. John had certainly spent too much time watching her on the road here and while lifting her life for the report I asked for. That thought made me want to punch him.

"If you like to have all your teeth, you won't talk about my wife again using words like beautiful or hot!" I growled my face right next to his, forcing him to look at my eyes. "To you, Miss Carter!"

"Sorry boss, I was just trying to help."

I loosened his collar and got out of there before I punched the only friend I had left, especially for a girl who had just come into my life.

I locked myself in the office and got busy working on some company contracts, even from afar I was still the CEO of Carter's jewelry.

But when Holly told her that lunch was served I had to go after her, the girl was still stuck in the library and hadn't had breakfast.

"Lunch is served." I said hoping she'd come out and follow me, but I was just ignored. " Come on, stop being a kid and come eat."

"Or what? Will you mind if I starve? I doubt very much."

"Get up Sophie, or I'll throw you over my shoulder!" I threatened knowing that with my humor and her provocations we would end up fighting again.

"Maybe I expect you to do this, being carried by the husband is the dream of any woman, is not it?"

I swallowed hard with her defiant words, Sophie had no idea what she was doing teasing me like that.

I held her by the arms taking her from the damn chair, my intention was to throw her on my shoulders and take her to the dining room, but when our eyes crossed and I held her body close to mine, something changed.

Hunger and desire rose for me and I pushed her against the nearest shelf, keeping her body trapped. I lowered my face close, until her breath hit the mask.

Shit, what I wouldn't give to be at night and be able to kiss her without worrying about her seeing my face.

"You don't know what you're talking about, girl."

"I know what I want!" she sighed wandering her eyes over my face. "Will you kiss me now?" Sophie climbed her hands up my chest and intertwined her arms around my neck.

That was a mistake, yet my fingers traveled through the skin of her arms and I smiled to see her shiver. I leaned down pressing her breasts against my chest, lowered my hands to hold her hips and then rubbed my erection on her belly.

Sophie closed her eyes and gasped at me. Damn, how I wanted to kiss her now, feel her soft lips and her moans against my mouth.

As if reading my thoughts she bit her lower lip curving her head back and pushing her breasts towards me. My hand grabbed her ass, and in one last remnant of resistance I grumbled and turned her violently. It was that or I would kiss her.

"Patrick..." she practically moaned my name and splashed 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 the dress, feeling her tremble. I was so excited that my cock was tightening sore inside my jeans.

I squeezed her Nipple and she let out a muffled scream, rubbing her ass on me, then I took my hand off her hip and went down until I reached the end of the dress. I wanted to touch her everywhere, my fingers slipped through her skin until they reached her panties.

We groaned together and I leaned my face over the curve of her neck, my mask rose a little and I sucked her soft skin, feeling the chills spread.

"So Warm, Sophie." I growled, looking like a caged animal, feeling the urge to bury myself in it to grow.

"Oh, please, Patrick..."

I rubbed my fingers over the fabric of her panties, hearing her moan softly and gasp without air. Then I pulled the elastic to the side and could feel her heat even closer, rubbed my fingers into her flesh, opening her lips until I felt her excitement against my fingers.

I teased her with the tip of my finger on her entrance and turned her nipple, rubbing until it was hard on my fingers.

"Relax, Sophie. I'll make you cum like no other!" I let out in a rougher tone than usual.

I felt like my dick could pop my pants at any time, yet I was totally focused on it. I rubbed my fingers in her intimacy in a slow and provocative way. Even without penetrating me deeply, she seemed to melt with each movement.

"No one... ever..." she couldn't finish the sentence, but I doubted it was really about no one ever making her cum.

"You're so wet, it makes my mouth water." I muttered ignoring her words and circled her earlobe

Sophie tried to close her legs, but I finally slipped my finger into her, felt the walls too tight, protesting with my touch and her moan come out louder than the others.

Fuck, no! It couldn't be! She's a virgin!

"Patrick?" she turned her face a little and I walked away. "Sorry, I didn't want to... I won't turn around, we can go on."

But it was too late, I was already going away, away from her and her virginity. I wasn't going to touch that girl ever again!