Niana ran away, angry. But that wasn't the thing that was making Ava irritated. Nearly maddened, she followed him towards his office. His home office.
The place was for where he was supposed to sign important documents and talk about his business.
The moment the door closed, Ava felt like a damn sponge. Wet and spent and definitely frustrated.
"You are such a jerk…" she quipped, her eyes burning with something she hadn't recognized yet.
Matthew on the other hand was smirking. He held his phone up. "Is that what you are supposed to say to the one who's going to make you come?"
Pursing her lips, she glared at him. "No."
"Then?"
She grunted. A part of her didn't want to lose her control. Hell, when it came to her own orgasm, Ava liked to believe that she always had to be in control. Just as she was about to complain, her core pulsed.
