Chapter 26
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Raising my face to meet his I stared into his striking green eyes.
They always manages to capture my attention.
"You have a dirty mouth Miss Hotch and I'm going to ram it clean" he said and with that our lips connected into a tender yet aggressive kiss.
I felt it shake every bone in my core and made me even weaker into his arms.
I could feel my knees buckling and my heartbeat ten times faster.
His hands snaked to my ass as he grabbed it and I struggled with the buttons of his clothes.
Mostly his trousers.
Damn today he looked good and I planned to show it to him as I felt his manhood rising and every time I looked at him it always scared to know that this man had more than six fucking inches.
Seriously its like he carried a mid hand with him.
This time it would be a quick because I really needed to go home badly.
I missed my son.
I felt his fingers massaging my entrance that was still covered with the lace thong I kept on today which was getting tighter really.
He was torturing me as he drew circles and massaged my clit at the same damn fucking time.
Whh this again.
"Its either you make this quick or I'm fucking leaving." I said panting for dear life.
He was seriously going to kill me if he continued like that.
And he immediately ripped my underwear in half the fuck was wrong with this man!
Then brought his face between my parted legs and raised my skirt to the bearest I could be.
I threw my head back and bit my lower lip to shut down the loud moans that were coming out my mouth and before I could even master what was going on he slammed into me without warning and I swore that i could feel it in my stomach.
Damn this man.
And he went on like that for a whole twenty minutes his hand on my fucking throat and my nails digging his exposed shoulder blades which was my only support.
After we both came a number of times and my legs gave out.
I felt myself being carried and as if that was my clue I wiggled myself silently telling him to put me down and almost went face first but I caught myself and he looked at me as if I was mad.
I went on my knees and licked my lips and came face to face with what has been running me to cloud nine and throwing me into space.
I made sure to let him know that he was going to get his life sucked out of him.
And with a smirk I did my job.
He was straddled.
His eyes wide open and mouth ajar.
I met his gaze as he stared into nothing panting probably trying to compose and wiped my mouth with the back of my palm.
"I will see you tomorrow Mr Ivanov" I said as I stuffed my torn underwear in my hand bag and fixed my skirt along with my blouse.
He didn't answer instead he stared at me making me chuckle.
I can't believe I was fucking my boss.
I spent a good amount of time looking in the elevator's mirror as I reapplied my lipstick and when the door dinged open I got out and headed towards the garage.
Damn I even forgot how painful my braids were.
Great now it was almost eight when I was supposed to come out at six not even seven.
When I reached at home I found Amal and Ansel still up and I got worried because he would be so difficult to wake up the following morning.
"Girl you seriously need to tell me what is going on" she said as she finished feeding him and told him to go wash his hands and mouth since I was training him to wash his hands.
I sent a grin her way and quickly walked to my room.
Deciding on a shower I changed my clothes into something more comfortable and when I was done showering and picking my clothes for the night I kept on socks and opened the door to find a wide eyed Ansel standing at my door.
I squat down to ask him what was wrong and I knew at the moment that he was waiting for our signature hug every time I came out of the office.
Just thinking of it made my heart melt and I wondered what would have happened to this little boy if I didn't reach at the place in time.
Sighing I held him a little longer and watched him as he struggled to pronounce some words correctly.
He was too young for it anyways.
Two years and a half.
I held him with to me as I went back to Malia who was typing something on her phone furiously and switched it off when we came back.
"Who is that?" I asked looking at her and how she looked pissed
"Some nigga with a short dick to only tickle my vagina." She said as she sucked the air between her teeth making my brows shoot up.
Well unexpected.
I chucking I gave her a look of disaproval for using foul language infront of my son.
"He is asleep anyways I wouldn't have said such words if he was awake trust me" she said as she took him away from my hands and went to tuck him in.
I was really tired and I could feel all the energy sipping away from me as I threw myself on the couch waiting for her to return.
"So? Care to talk?" Malia asked as she plopped down on the couch and stared at me.
"Nope" I sais shrugging my shoulders but I knew she would make me talk anyways so I spilled everything but not before telling her not to freak out.
