Accardi (Genevieve and Matteo) by Allison Franklin novel Chapter 111

Chapter One Hundred and Eleven

Gen looked across the room at Matteo whose dark brown eyes swirling with green had widened the moment she’d entered. She knew she was doing a shitty job at containing her emotions. That became clear when even Frankie took in a sharp breath as she smiled up at him. She wasn’t sure exactly what was going on in Matteo’s office, but it didn’t take a detective to figure out he was making moves and working hard to make sure his entire family was safe. He’d been wound tight all weekend as he tried to find Noah, locate Becca’s body, figure out what to do with Michele and take care of his sick girlfriend. Matteo continued to stare at her as Frankie left the room. She waited for the soft ‘whish‘ that signaled the door had closed.

“Can I talk to you?” she asked.

Matteo blinked as if she’d pulled him out of a dream. He picked up his phone and started typing wildly. “I’m really sorry but I have to run out really quick

and don’t have a lot of time at the moment. I have to meet with O’Brien and make a few arrangements. Can we talk when I get home tonight?” he asked.

Gen swallowed. “Depends, when will you be home?” she asked.

He shifted his head from side to side as he thought. He flexed his fist and started a new message on his phone. “Maybe late. Two or so?”

Gen shook her head. She couldn’t wait that long. “No, I need to talk to you about it now. Matteo, please?”

Matteo stopped his typing to look her over. He set his phone down and nodded. “I’m sorry. What is it? Are you okay?”

Gen took a couple steps further into the office. “I figured out why I haven’t been feeling well,” she began, the smile she’d been fighting threatening to win

out.

“Good, what is it?” he asked, his brow scrunching in concentration as he gave her his full attention.

“I took a test in the bathroom.”

“You took a test in the bathroom?” he asked, surprised. She nodded. His eyes searched her expression trying to understand. “Was it a Covid test? Do you

have Covid?”

Gen laughed and shook her head. “No, I didn’t take a Covid test. I, um…”

Gen took the last three steps needed to reach his desk. She unfolded the rolled up piece of toilet paper holding one of the four tests she’d taken and set it down on his desk. His eyes stayed on her face for a moment before they dropped down to look at the object she’d set before him. His gaze remained blank as he stared at the test featuring the singular word in big bold letters: PREGNANT.

“I know this isn’t the best time. It’s certainly not anything we were planning but…”

“You’re pregnant.” His voice was low, flat, void of emotion. Her stomach clenched as she tried to decipher how he felt. His eyes remained locked on the test sitting in front of him.

“I saw this warning on a pill bottle you gave me and I realized I never got my period. So I went to the pharmacy and…”

“You’re on the pill,” he said, again his voice giving nothing away.

“I am but, I was thinking about it, and if you stop taking it, even for a day, then you can mess up its effectiveness and…”

“The days you were kidnapped,” he rationalized.

“And the next few days in the hospital until I remembered. Once things started happening between us, it had completely left my mind and…”

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“You’re carrying my child?” he asked, his gaze finally lifting to meet hers.

She felt her eyes water at the hope she saw sparking in the depths of his lightening brown gaze. She nodded. “I know the timing is shit and, on top of everything else, this is not what you need…” Matteo shoved up from his chair. “I should have remembered and used more protection when…”

Matteo caught her face in his hands and kissed her. The kiss started out strong, possessive, devouring until the smile on his face turned them into something more playful and laugh inducing. He finally pulled away only to press his forehead against hers. His hands tightened against her face until his

right hand dropped to her stomach.

“You’re giving me a baby?” he asked again.

She smiled and laughed as the tears started to trickle down her face. She bit her lip and nodded. “We’re having a baby.”

“Oh, fuck, Gen,” he whispered with a shake of his head. “Just when I thought my life couldn’t get more complicated, you come in here… and simplify it all.”

Matteo hooked his arms under her thighs and lifted her up so she could sit on his desk. He shoved papers and various objects out of the way as he laid her

back. Gen wrapped her legs around his waist as his lips connected with hers. The moment of tenderness snapped like an electrical cable hitting water. He

groaned as his kisses turned from sweet to greedy. She inhaled sharply as his teeth sunk into her lip and his hands started raking over her body. Matteo

shoved her skirt up her thighs while Gen pulled at his belt. She heard a gun being placed on the desk beside her and smiled against his lips at the sound

she’d become accustomed to.

Her smile was soon obliterated by Matteo’s aggressive lips as he drove her head back against the desk and positioned his cock at her naked entrance. He

entered her in one possessive thrust. He shook with his need to take her roughly. Instead she felt his hands grip onto her arms as he held himself back. He

pulled all the way out of her before sliding back in. Over and over he drove her crazy with his unrelenting restraint. Each thrust into her was a promise for a

lifetime more… so much more.

His lips never left hers as he claimed possession of her womb with one smooth, methodical stroke after another. He made low sounds of desperation as he

controlled his body in a way he’d never shown her before. He ground his hips against her, hitting her clitoris and making her gasp. He groaned at the soft

sound and continued to make the same motion each time he drove himself to the hilt. It was pure torture in an office setting.

“Matteo, please…” Gen begged, rocking her hips against him.

He sucked her lower lip between his teeth and bit down at the same time as hips jerked back and returned with a harsh smack. Gen’s head whipped back as he picked up a faster pace. The sound of their bodies connecting echoed through the room. Gen’s head fell to the side and she gripped the edge of the desk as she stared out his window to the building across the street, absently wondering if those across the street could glimpse what they were doing. Her legs tightened around his waist, pulling him tighter against her as he drove himself home.

Matteo gripped her chin in his fist and turned her head back to look at him. His eyes weren’t lost or feral, they were focused, determined… proud. He bent his head to take her lips again and she ran her hands up his shoulder blades while his thrusts continued to drive his desk back inch by inch. His thrusts slowed but remained sharp as he reached his climax. He rocked himself against her clit and exploded, sending an orgasm rolling up from her toes to her eyes. She clung to his dress shirt as he released a long, low groan. He placed kisses along her cheek and down her throat as they recovered their breath.

“Do

you know how long I’ve been wanting to do that?” Matteo asked against her neck.

*Get me pregnant or have sex on your desk?” she asked with a chuckle.

His smiling lips grazed across her own. His eyes were crinkled in pleasure and his dimple was out in full force.

“I suppose both have similar answers,” he admitted.

Matteo sat back and watched her intently as he pulled his pants up and did his belt. Genevieve continued to lay back on his desk, feeling a bit too giddy to stand. Once he looked presentable again he leaned back over her and kissed her. Her arms wound around his neck, keeping him in place. When he tried to

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pull away, she tightened her hold and wrapped her legs around his waist. He stood up anyway, bringing her with him. He finally managed to rip his lips away from hers and she smiled at the red lipstick smeared across his mouth.

“I don’t want to leave you but I have to go,” he told her. He released his hold and she slid down his body with a pronounced pout. Matteo walked around his desk and grabbed his suit jacket. “I have to get a few things worked out and organized. I won’t be out as late as I said, I promise,” he vowed while throwing

his jacket on.

He buttoned the bottom two buttons and stood back in front of her. He held her head in his hands for a moment as if wishing he could memorize every detail of this moment of how she just changed his life forever. He squatted down so his mouth was over her stomach. She gripped his wrists as he placed a small kiss where her body was already working hard to bring their family into the world. He looked up at her from his stooped position.

“I’m sorry you only got a few months of being the only love in my heart, Weakness.”

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I love his reaction.