ALL I WANT IS YOU

Matteo felt really tired, he hadn't gotten any rest, travelling to and fro and going to work for the last two days. He entered into his hotel room with the plan to sleep till tomorrow evening, he needed it. His body needed it so bad. He heard the sound of water rushing in his bathroom as he loosened his tie. Who was there?

Sarah came out of the bathroom tying a towel as she smiled at him.

"What are you doing here?" He asked and it didn't come out the way he wanted it to due to his tired voice

"Are you not pleased to see me?"

"You know that's not what I mean," Matteo replied walking up to her, he placed both hands on her face and placed a kiss on her lips slowly.

He had missed this lips so much, but why was she here?

"Stephan wants me to be your with you, incase the need a witness." Sarah said staring at him.

Matteo had noticed she didn't reciprocate his kiss, her body seemed tensed under his touch. So the news of Jerome death had spread and he was a suspect.

"How long will you be here?"

"You keep sounding like I am a pest."

"You are not, I am only worried about you." Matteo placed another kiss lightly on her lips but this time Sarah reciprocated as he felt her hand behind his neck propelling him to take her.

He pried her mouth open and tasted her tongue with his, he had missed her so much. It was only fours days that they had been apart but he had missed her. He nibbled her her lips, her lower lips and her upper lips. When a soft moan escaped from her lips he lost it, he grabbed her by the butt with both hands and carried her up as her legs circled him. There lips still on each other.

He moved gently with her in his arms to the bed and placed her there slowly.

He kissed her on the lips lightly, he was too tired, too stressed. He wanted to do things to her but he didn't want their first time to be terrible. He could see the desire burning in Sarah's eyes but he just couldn't, not now.

He laid next to her and cuddled her in his arms instead.

"I was worried about you," Sarah said cuddled up with Matteo. She didn't know how much she missed him till when she heard that he had killed Jerome and Stephan didn't want him to go to jail for it.

Jerome deserved to die, and she didn't blame Matteo for doing what he did. If she was in his shoe, she would have done worst. After Dawn had told her how Jerome was with her that day, she was glad Matteo killed him. She breathed in his scent and pulled him closer to her and he did the same.

"I am here now, you don't need to worry or be scared."

"I didn't say I was scared, I said I was worried."

"Stubborn," Matteo whispered but Sarah could hear it loudly. She didn't take it as an insult, she took it as a compliment. She was truly stubborn.

"Let me freshen up," Matteo said rising up to his feet, he didn't smell so good, well to him, he didn't know about Sarah and if she felt that way because she had not complained since. He pulled his tie and his suit off. While he took his clothes off, Sarah didn't keep her eyes off him. Instead she kept on staring, this woman wasn't only stubborn, she was shameless as well but he didn't mind, he was shameless himself.

"What are you doing?" Matteo couldn't believe what Sarah was doing right now, she had gone to the middle of the bed and opened her legs for him to see her clearly. She smiled at him like it wasn't a new thing, he stared at her and she did the same this time biting her bottom lips.

"Come to me," he heard her muttered for only them to hear, he had never seen anything like this. A lot of women he met were always timid, not that they were but they pretended to be in front of him.

He didn't know why they behaved that way, it always annoyed him when they would keep the conversation at minimal because they were trying not to say anything that could offend him.

He loved a lady who could challenge him, a lady who would put him on his toes. A lady who would make him do things, not a woman who wanted for him to talk before she could.

Dawn possessed this trait and he wasn't surprised when Stephan was drawn to her, it was different, she was different, it wasn't his usual type of women.

The one that claimed to love him, all because of his money, status and good looks. Not that the looks ever counted when money was involve but good looks also topped the chart when it came to women.

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"I am dirty," Matteo finally replied wearing only his pant, he pulled off his shoe and socks, tucking the socks into the shoe.

"I like you when you are dirty."

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Sarah nearly giggled when she saw the expression on Matteo's face after what she had said, his mouth dropped and it was written all over his face that he was confused.

She wasn't like this when she was with Alberto, she always allowed him have his way. She tried to reduce the way she behaved around him but she wanted to try something different with Matteo and from the look of things, it was working. She wanted to be herself with him, to be free with him.

"Maybe we should take the shower together," Sarah concluded standing up from the bed. When her feet touched the ground, she opened the towel and allowed it fall to her feet.

She saw Matteo get a hard on at the sight of her and he seemed clueless about it, his eyes was fixed on her.

He touched her with his stare, she felt it on her neck, her breast, her feminity and her lips.

She walked up to him and planted a kiss on his lips to remind him that it is not a dream. She was truly here with him, stake naked and ready to be one with him.

She never knew Matteo to be a nervous man, when she kissed him. She felt the shiver on his lips, why wasn't he touching her. Was she doing it the wrong way.

Matteo stared at Sarah body, she was beautiful. He didn't know she was this curvy under those office clothes, she wasn't one to reveal too many skin but now he was nervous. Not out of repulsiveness but out of admiration. Her beauty was intimidating to him.

"You are beautiful," he reassured her when he saw her smile fading away. He must have been too quiet that she started to get the wrong impression. "You don't have to do anything that you don't want to do."

What? Did he actually say that? Matteo was never one to give options, but he was giving it to her. Even thou his length was about to rip his pant apart.

This was Sarah, it wasn't any woman. He wanted to make sure they were in this together. Normally he wouldn't have been cared about what the other woman felt, his mission was always to satisfy himself, not that he could ever be satisfied. "Matteo Klar is giving options," Sarah teased. "I will be in the bathroom, if you want an answer. Come in."

Matteo followed behind her not willing to meet this opportunity.

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It had been three weeks and no report as regards Matteo's whereabouts, well no one in the Klar house was willing to give that information.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

New guards and a maid had been assigned to the house, Stephan didn't trust anyone to watch over Dawn. He didn't re employ the people he had fired, even thou Sarah had pleaded on behalf of Madeline, he wasn't having any of it. He couldn't trust anybody, he had been taking care of Dawn any time he came back from work, since Sarah wasn't available.

He even cooked over the weekend and Dawn had enjoyed the food, she still didn't believe he was the one that made the food when she asked for another plate.

'You really made this?' she asked him.

'You don't believe me?' Stephan had chuckled while they ate at the dinning.

'Where did you learn how to cook?' she asked him not looking at him but the food.

'Are you sure you are still sick?' Stephan asked as he cleaned the little stew on her lips. He cleaned it and licked it.

Dawn had not gotten out of bed even thou she was fit too, at some point Stephan thought she was just pretending so she could enjoy his food and attention.

'I am.'

Stephan knew she was lying, he was able to tell a lot about her during this three weeks, when she lied she always avoided looking at the person straight in the eyes, and right now she was doing just that.