Emily

The streetlight passes us when we make our way to the club. Olivia just texted to tell me she already arrived, Bella told me she would come later and Lucy to told me Liam's friends arrived. Yes, he could bring friends over; he and I were shocked when Mateo offered it before we go. Logan, his best friend, Leonardo, one of his oldest friends and Luka, one of his newest friend, all came to the penthouse. We invited Natalie too (Liam's niece: chapter 20, the girl with the raven hair) so Lucy wouldn't be the only girl. My phone peeps with a text message, startling me.

: I know what I want

I look over at Mateo whose gaze is focused on the road in front of us.

: What?

: I'll tell you at the club

What? Is he back in NY? Isn't the club too risky? Mateo will be there and what if he-

"-What are you worrying about?" he asks, reading my mind like a pro. I look at him watching me from the corner of his eyes but soon focus back on the road. I can't tell him, I first need to know what my options are...I need to know for sure the company belongs to me and what I can do with it. Dad never told me he owned that place but I was young, so of course he would tell me.

"Nothing" I shake my head, placing my phone back in the little purse; it's a black Chanel one with some gold details, it's beautiful, but I don't dare to ask how much this has cost...

"Emily?" he says and I turn my gaze to him.

"Yes?"

"You look gorgeous tonight" I blush at his words before checking him out as well. He doesn't look that bad either; His Armani tuxedo tonight looks better on him than usual and he did his hair different, not messy but more sleek. My eyes trail his face; Mateo looks more handsome in this light somehow, more dangerous. For an arrogant, cold asshole he looks nice, better than nice actually... "You're staring" he whispers with a devilish grin, making all the hairs on my body shiver.

"I...I wasn't!" I quickly look at the road in front of us, ignoring the blush that creeps up my face again and then I clear my throat. "Why did Olivia want us to be together tonight again?"

"She wants to announce something" and he doesn't add anything else, I don't ask either, just focusing on the road in front of us. We're quiet for a couple of seconds; the tension in the car is thick, really thick. Suddenly when we round a corner he places his hand on my knee, squeezing it a little. What is he doing? Is he going to-? I take a deep breath when his hand slides up my thigh, playing with the skin there. His rough hand making my thighs shiver like crazy. I bit my bottom lip.

"Mateo, you're riding..."

"Don't you trust me?" his hand now makes contact with my pussy, stroking it gently. I close my eyes, loving this feeling too much.

"I...I trust you" I let out a small moan when he circles my clit. God...Were in a car, if he get distracted then an accident might happen and then, no, stop! This isn't the same situation like that one. Just go with the flow... he teases my clit one more time before pushes my panties aside, making place for his fingers. He rubs between my lips and I'm getting wetter.

"Panties off" he commands.

"Why?"

"Because I said so. Panties. off." He doesn't hesitate to do it himself, all the while driving and I struggle first but give in; I can't lie, I want him to finger me and not to cause an accident. Pulling my panties down in one go, he takes it, pocketing it in his pants and grin again. "Now...play with yourself"

"What!?" my head snatch to him so fast I might had whiplash.

"You heard me, Butterfly. Play. With. Yourself." I can't do that, not here. He waits for me, his hand not moving from my thigh. When a few seconds past I sigh, sitting comfortable in the seat.

"Okay..." taking a deep breath, I put my hand first on top of his then gliding it softly over my thigh to my pussy. When I touch it, a zing of electricity shoots through me and my breath catches. The sensation is so strong, it's like I explore my body in a different way. Finding my clit, I let out a small moan. My pussy is getting wetter and wetter, and I move faster and faster.

"Not too fast, butterfly, just go slow, explore the feeling...Imagine it's me doing this to you; my fingers would glide over this sweet pussy that belongs to me" I let out a small moan, closing my eyes and indeed imagining him touching me. He would first tease my pussy then slides lower to the wetness forming there. "Now...sink a finger inside you" and I do, moaning his name. My thighs quiver when I feel I'm close, so close that I'm not sure I will last long. "Imagine me trusting in and out of you in a slow rhythm, teasing you. Play with your tits for me, would you?" at the mention of that, my nipples harden, brushing over the soft fabric of my dress. I open my eyes, looking at my surroundings.

"I'm not going to show my boobs to the rest of the world" he chuckles.

"Don't worry Emily, the car has tinted windows, nobody would notice you touching yourself but me" It's hot to know that I'm doing that without anyone knowing...Only him...Only he hearing my moans and pleads...I'm horny, I need to come, now! Shrugging the dress of my chest, I take one of them in my hand, pinching my already hard nipple, making me moan even louder. "Good...now think of me, how I would make you come, how my fingers now move faster and faster, do you see the stars, butterfly?" I nod and I indeed do see stars at the back of my eyes. "Now, play with you clit and don't stop until you cry my name out" I do everything he says like I'm in a trance, a spell...moving faster I come so hard I scream his name, my thighs quivering, my body feeling limp. He stops the car and looks me over. "You have no idea how hard I am for you now, Emily...I want to skip this gathering, pulling you up to our room and fuck you there until my name is the only thing you can remember"

"We can't..." I want to; really I want, but we can't.

"I know" he reaches over, squeezing my tits for a second, making me moan in the process, and pulls my dress back on. "Those belongs for my eye only, do you get that?"

"Yes" I look down at his crotch and god...He's hard for me. "Doesn't that look uncomfortable?" I point at the hard thing between his legs.

"You have no idea" I reach over as well, my palm covering it. "Careful...if you keep that up, I'll fuck you here and now in front of-"

"-Ah!" I scream when someone knocks on the window. Turning my head, I see Enzo, a huge smirk playing on his face. Mateo sighs painfully.

"That asshole is such a cock-blocker" he reaches for the door and I stop him. He arches a brow but I open my hand in front of him. When he doesn't react, I ask.

"My panties?" he smirks.

"You will walk bare naked under that dress, no panties tonight"

"But...What if-"

"-Isn't it hot that I'm the only one who knows you're practically naked under that dress and that I have your panties?" I don't response, just thinking over what he just said; it's indeed kind of hot. "Come here" his hand cups the back of my neck, pulling me toward him and places a kiss to my cheek. "I'll keep your panties safe, don't worry" Mateo steps out, greeting Enzo and opening my door. I step out as well, making sure to cover myself, and take his hand he offered.

"Emily, good to see you" a familiar voice says.

"Hello, Enzo" I reply. Mateo pulls me to his side, his hand moving to my hip.

"I need to go call someone first, can I trust my woman with you?" he looks over at Enzo, whose eyes didn't left mine. I stare down, not wanting the attention.

"Of course you can, we're family" Mateo nods before releasing me; I miss his warmth the instinct he's a few feet away. He walks over to a few men around the parking lot, taking out his phone and calls who knows who. I feel someone staring at me and I don't need to guess who that person must be.

"What do you want?" I turn, crossing my arms over my chest, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"What do I want...?" Enzo steps closer, not leaving me much space to move. "Do you know what I want?" he whispers in my ear, making my body shiver but not in a good way. I shake my head, feeling small under his gaze. "Take a guess" his finger moves up my arm and I shrug away.

"I can't help you if you want to be the Mafia boss, that position is already taken" I look back at Mateo who's still calling, not paying us attention; Enzo smiles.

"No, I don't want to be Boss..." I arch a brow, scared of what he wants.

"What then?" I hold my breath, terrified.

"I want you to take a file for me in Mateo's office"

"What do you mean? What's on it" I ask curious.

"That's none of your business, I will text you the details when I need them, so be aware" and that's the last thing he says before taking off, leaving me with millions of questions...Why does he want a file in Mateo's office?