Society Girls: Matisse (6 page)

“How do you want me to help? With my
fingers, my mouth, or my cock?”

“All of the above.”

“Done,” I tell her helping her to her feet,
but keeping her turned towards the table she was working on.

I start with my mouth, knowing she expected
my fingers first. Moving her hair aside, I kiss and suck on both of
her ears for almost a minute before moving lower. With the longer
strands of her hair still in one of my hands, I use my other one to
stroke her skin. I follow my fingers with my mouth, worshipping her
soft skin, and marking it up with my stubble and teeth. I’m going
to make love to every inch of her body with my mouth and hands, and
then I’m going to join us together, and make the universe explode.
Or at least our universes.

Instead of unzipping her dress to get to her
collarbones next, I lift her arms over her head and lean down to
lick and suck on the sides of her breasts that are exposed by the
dip in the fabric. “Fucking love this dress,” I tell her, moving
back and forth, from one side to another.

Once I’ve gotten my fill of those spots, I
lower that zipper, and push her dress down, not letting it drop to
the floor…yet. I place my lips on the back of her neck again,
sucking a mark there, before moving my tongue down her spine and
kissing my way back up. I trace my tongue around every tattoo and
run my lips over them as well. “Kendrick,” she breathes out,
arching into my mouth when I reach her shoulders again.

I turn her around, putting her hands on the
table behind her. I knew she wasn’t wearing a bra, but seeing her
breasts for the first time almost brings me to my knees. They’re on
the small size, but perfectly shaped with dusky pink nipples that
are pointing straight at me right now. I lick my lips, wanting to
take them in my mouth right away, but that’s not the plan.

I lick up and down over each of her
collarbones, and then go back over them with my mouth and teeth,
nipping at the taught skin. After paying homage to her shoulders
and upper chest, I move lower. Kissing and nibbling on the top of
her breasts has both of us squirming. I lower my mouth to take one
nipple into it, and it’s nothing short of amazing. “Oh, God,” she
says, echoing my thoughts.

I spend too much time on her breasts, but
it’s not enough. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of those
beauties. Dropping to my knees, I feel the weight of her breasts
above me as I lick the lines of her ribs. Her stomach and belly
button get a little less attention, but I’m starting to lose the
hold I have on my control, so it’s time to speed things up.

Biting each hip, I pull her dress down and
follow it with her pink lace thong, taking that with my teeth, and
letting both drop down her legs as she opens them for me. I kiss
her pelvic bone, over and over again as she lets go of the table,
pushing my head down with her hands.

I look up at her as I take my first lick
across her labia, barely touching her clitoris as I go by. It’s
enough to make her throw her head back, and clutch mine harder. I
want to linger here, but I’m about to orgasm in my pants if I’m not
careful, and that’s not how I want this to go down. I lick up and
down her legs, and kiss her cute little feet as I pull her panties
all the way off.

Getting back up to my feet, I put her hands
on my belt. “Take my pants off.”

She immediately does what I ask as I
unbutton and remove my shirt. She sucks in a breath as she strokes
me through my boxer briefs. “I like this.”

“Good to know,” I say as I toss my shirt to
the side and push my briefs to my ankles, where they join my pants
since I didn’t take my shoes off. “I know you’re clean since I did
your tests. I’m clean, too, and you’re on the best birth control
ever invented.”

“Yes,” she says, answering my question
before I ask it, and giving me permission to enter her bare.

“You wanted my fingers,” I remind her,
moving one hand behind her to stroke between her ass cheeks. “You
wanted my mouth,” I say as I lean over her breasts, “and you wanted
my cock,” I tell her as I seat myself inside of her in one hard
thrust. “Hold on tight, because you’re getting all three at
once.”

She arches into me as I suck a nipple, play
with her ass, and fuck her hard. “So good, Doc. So good.”

“Good isn’t enough, Matisse,” I assure her
as I move my other hand from her hip to her clit, and change the
angle of my thrusts just a little.

She falls back on the table, arching and
moving like she’s chasing what I’m about to give her. I push her
legs up so her feet are flat on the table, with her knees at my
sides, and then I put my fingers back where she needs them. I lick
behind her knee and she screams, her pussy clenching around my
cock, milking it as she comes hard. It takes several minutes for
her come down, but I wait for her.

Once she’s sated, I let myself go, hooking
my arms under her knees as I set a punishing pace. She’s going to
be sore tomorrow, but the look in her eyes tells me she doesn’t
care, and right now, neither do I. I know she can take it—after
all, I am a doctor. Matisse starts to come again as my orgasm
overtakes me, and by the time we’re done, both of us are dripping
wet from each other.

I let go of her legs, and place my face on
her chest as I vow to stay inside of her for as long as possible.
“Are you okay, Tees?”

“Define your definition of ‘okay’ Doc.”

“I was pretty rough.”

“And it was
amazing
. I knew it would
be good, but if I’d known it would be
that
good, I would’ve pursued you
even harder.”

“As long as I’m not dealing with a medical
crisis, you can use my body for your pleasure whenever you
want.”

“Will you do that to my neck again—worship
it—because that was seriously hot!”

“Anytime.”

“We need to give you some time to recover,
but I’d be down for round two once we get home.”

“That’s a given,” I tell her, sliding out of
her, and grabbing some tissues from another table so I can clean us
both up.

Once I’ve taken care of that, we get dressed
and put Matisse’s books away. I tell her she can leave them, but
she insists on cleaning up after herself. I unlock the door, and
make sure the cameras are back on as we walk out. Liz smirks, and
so do all of the people outside of Tegan’s room when they see us
holding hands. I wish they hadn’t seen us, and I know us being
together is risky, but it feels too good, and I don’t want to let
her go.

Matisse

Waking up in Kendrick’s bed, with Kendrick
wrapped around me, is magnificent. Truthfully, everything about
this man is magnificent, including the very large cock that’s
rubbing against my back. I’m not the only one awake,
apparently.

“How sore are you?” he asks, as he nuzzles
my neck.

“I could lie.”

“No,” he says, turning my head. “Don’t ever
do that. Please. As much as I want you, I don’t want to hurt
you.”

“Well then, I’m pretty damn sore. It’s been
awhile, and I’ve never done it six times in one night before.”

“Technically, part of it was this
morning.”

“I’m not good with technicalities, Doc. All
of it was beyond my dreams and fantasies, but I’m still only
human.”

“A perfect specimen of the human race.”

I turn over so I can put my arms around him
and kiss him. “Can I use your bathtub, or do you want me to go
home?”

“I’ll run you a bath and make some
breakfast, but then I have to go to work.”

“The recruits have the day off since all of
the mentors are hanging with Teeg.”

“You can stay here if you want.”

I look around me at the African print
headboard, and the black curtains around the four-poster bed, and
then back at him. “You don’t mind me hanging out here when you’re
not here?”

“Nope.”

“Even though I’m training to be a spy, and
am naturally curious?”

“I value my privacy, but I also trust
you.”

“Yeah, well, I don’t trust me, so I’ll go
hang with my girls while you’re gone.”

“Thank you.” He gives me one more kiss, and
then hops out of bed to get my bath going. It’s not fair that guys
can fuck all night and still walk normally. Then again, I came more
than a dozen times, so I have no room to complain about a little
soreness.

I’m dozing when I feel Kendrick lift me into
his arms. “I could’ve walked.”

“I like to carry you in my arms.”

“It’s nice,” I say, curling into him for the
short walk to the bathroom.

“Yes, it is.”

He places me in the water, which is just the
right temperature, and I can’t help letting out a moan. “This is
perfect.”

“Glad you approve. I only had my shower gel,
but it seems to have bubbled up nicely.”

“Like I said,
perfect
.”

“Enjoy. I’ll come get you when breakfast is
ready.”

“I could get used to this.”

“Please do.”

I close my eyes, and sink into the bubbles
with a smile on my face. It feels so good, and I have to force
myself to stay awake. All too soon—or maybe not—Kendrick comes back
for me.

He helps me out of the sunken tub, and
towels me off before wrapping me in his robe. It’s kind of ratty
and old, but I love it. Especially when he gets self-conscious
about it.

“I should’ve given you something nicer to
wear.”

“You use this regularly?”

“Yes.”

“Then it’s the best thing
you could’ve given me to wear. I
love
wearing one of your favorite
things.”

“You’re lucky I have to work today.”

“No, I don’t think I am.”

“Your breakfast is getting cold, and I need
to take a shower.”

“I could help.”

“Then I’d never leave, and I do have to go
check on Tegan and little Cynthia. My nurses are great, but it’s
not fair to put my work on them.”

“Of course. I shouldn’t have suggested…”

“Oh yes, you should’ve. Never think I want
to be anywhere but with you. Inside of you, but so much more. I
love talking to you, and helping you learn what you need to for the
Society.”

“If swooning was your intent, it’s
happening. Like right now…I’m totally swooning, Doc.”

“Good. Now go on before I forget I can’t
have you again right now.”

I kiss his cheek and run out to his living
room where I find eggs, bacon, toast and juice waiting for me. I
don’t drink coffee, and he somehow remembered that. If I wasn’t
already falling in love with him, I’d be starting this morning.
Kendrick is going to be the perfect boyfriend, and I’m the luckiest
woman ever.

* * *

Kendrick

“I hear everything went well last night,” I
say as I walk into Tegan’s room. She’s alone right now while Caleb
took Ethan to school.

“And I hear you had a pretty great night,
too,” Tegan tells me with a smirk.

“Yes, well, I did,” I admit, since there’s
no way I can hide it from her, or the rest of these women and
men.

“She’s a great girl.”

“Yes, she is.”

“Don’t hurt her, Kendrick. We like you, but
she’s one of us now, and we won’t spare you because you fix us up
or deliver our babies.”

“You’re discounting what I do here?”

“She’s not,” Reina says from behind me. “We
all owe you so much, which means we’ll stay out of your
relationship with Matisse unless it becomes a problem. If we have
to intervene, you won’t be harmed physically, but things may not be
pleasant for you. That’s all I can promise.”

“It won’t be a problem.”

“Failing tests because
you’re upset about what’s going on
is
as a problem. We’ve all let our
relationships affect our job, so there’s no stone throwing at this
point, but she needs to pass.”

“I didn’t know she failed a test. She
should’ve told me.”

“Did you give her a chance?”

I think back to last night, and how I
immediately seduced her, and then kept that seduction going for
most of the night. We never talked. “No, I didn’t.”

She nods. “Ainsley and I receive
notifications when any of the cameras are turned off, and so do the
guys. You should know that.”

“Shit.”

“We would’ve known even
without the cameras—you
were
holding her hand when you left.”

“I knew you’d notice, but I had to do it.
For both of us.”

“Talk to her, Kenny, and treat her right.
That’s all you need to do.”

“I’ll talk to her after work,” I tell her
with a nod. “Right now I need to examine these ladies.”

Reina takes Cynthia in her arms, and steps
outside while I examine Tegan. She’ll be having her own baby
several months from now, and it’s kind of adorable to see her
getting into “mother” mode. Not that I’ll tell her that—I’ve stood
up to her in the past, but if you’re not a little scared of Reina
Corrigan, you’re not human.

Once I make sure Tegan’s doing well, I check
over Cynthia. “You’re both doing great. You can go home today if
you’d like.”

She can also stay here if it’s easier,
although I don’t need to tell her that. There’s no insurance
company to deal with here, although Corrigan covers them under the
company plan in case they get hurt when they’re out on a mission.
Treatment here—for any reason—is free to these women who put their
lives on the line for others, just as it should be.

“I think it will be good to get into a
routine, but I’ll stay until E gets out of school, since I know
he’ll want to be there when we take his sister home.”

“Of course. Call me when you’re ready to
go.”

“Thanks, Kenny.”

“You’re welcome, Teeg,” I say, causing her
and Reina to draw in surprised gasps as I walk out.