Irresistible Boss Succumbing to Your Touch (Maria Anita) novel Chapter 460

Flavian’s POV

The journey back felt endless. I was certain my father was plotting something and that he would try to interfere between Manu and me. I urgently needed a damage control plan. In the end, visiting my parents hadn't helped at all. I was missing my little one and now felt an absurd fear of losing her.

I arrived home tense and nervous. She was waiting for me, with dinner already set on the table. Without saying a word, I grabbed her by the waist, lifted her off the ground, and kissed her urgently, with a bit of desperation and a heavy heart. She returned the kiss with equal intensity and wrapped her legs around my waist.

I couldn't think of anything else; I just needed to be inside her and feel her as mine. I had her pinned against the wall and felt urgent need for her.

"Oh, little one, I just want to sink into your body right now, just want to feel myself inside you," I said with my eyes closed, my forehead pressed against hers, her arms around my neck and my hand sliding down her leg.

"Do it! I want you too. I missed you so much today!" she responded immediately. I opened my eyes and looked into hers, which emanated the same desire as mine. She didn't hesitate. "I need you too."

That was all I needed. I touched her intimacy and she was already so ready to receive me, so warm and wet, I needed nothing more.

"Oh, little one, you're delicious!" I said, looking into her eyes. "Hold on tight."

I kept her pressed against the wall and got rid of my pants any way I could. I moved her underwear aside and positioned myself at her entrance, sliding slowly inside her. Ah, how I wanted to do this, occupy my hands with the curves of her body, taste the sweetness of her skin, slide into her warm, wet interior and hear her little pleasure moans in my ear.

I felt her tongue trace my earlobe, having an effect like gasoline thrown on fire that increases the flames. I gave in to the desire to kiss her, and she moaned into my mouth as our tongues met. I wanted to go slow and gentle, I even tried, but with the heat of her body under mine, I had no chance of doing anything else - I entered her all at once. I needed to hold her, wanted to penetrate her as deeply as she could take. She let out a cry that awakened something in me, but I worried I had hurt her with my eagerness to possess her.

"Sorry, little one, I couldn't control myself, you drive me crazy with desire," I said, kissing her chin while staying still inside her.

"Don't worry, it was good, it's always so good!" she whispered with a smile against my ear.

Any control I might have found to possess her calmly, to put her pleasure first, escaped me at that moment. I was no longer thinking or controlling, just feeling and letting it flow, and she simply surrendered and allowed me.

"Big guy, is something wrong?" Manuela was a very perceptive young woman; she observed and noticed that I had been more tense, much more nervous lately.

"Just work, little one. But I don't want to think about that." I kissed her, deciding to keep quiet and try to solve all that mess without affecting her. "The only thing I want right now is to take a shower with you, and after eating something, take you to bed and listen to your loud little moans for a while." I loved hearing her moans that started as whispers and ended in delicious screams of pleasure.

"Loud little moans?" She understood I needed some lightness and started playing. She always understood everything I needed.

"Oh, little one, you're not a quiet woman. I love your loud moans; it turns me on hearing you feel pleasure." And that was the absolute truth.

I did exactly what I wanted, a good meal with my girl, and then I took her to our bed where I listened to her loud little moans for a long time. She fell asleep with her head on my chest, tired and satisfied. My arms held her tight against me; I wanted her as close as possible.

But my peace did not last long. In the middle of the night, my phone vibrated on the nightstand, and I had to move away from my little one to answer it. And it was my personal hell calling. I needed to leave. I left a note for my little one saying I had to return to the police station, changed my clothes, and left, annoyed and angry as a rabid dog.