EroticReverie

I can feel myself dripping , as Matteo grins his hand on his cock sliding it up and down my pussy lips, over my clit, over my hole, teasing my entrance. I pant and bite my lip hard as I lift one hand up behind his neck, the other on his shoulder, as I greedily wrap my legs around him, trying to pull him into. 

"Matteo"  I say his name desperately and look in his eyes as they peer down at me, even with his black eye and busted lip, he's the hottest man I've ever laid eyes on, and to be honest , the bruises and cuts may make him even hotter. 

He licks his lip he leans down , kissing me, still teasing me, pushing the head of his cock against me and I gasp into his mouth , and feel myself relax, to welcome him cock inside of me. 

I jump and Matteo curses as someone starts to bang on the door to the small office. 

"You've got to be fucking kidding me" he exhales with a frustrated sigh.

"FUCK OFF" he yells over me at the door. 

I jump at the volume of his voice and he looks at me, and cups my face with hands and starts to kiss me again.

"KING!" a male voice yells from the other side of the door and Matteo groans into my mouth. 

"GO AWAY" he yells over me again. 

"Maybe we should-" I start to say.

He cuts me off with a kiss and reaches down to his cock again and starts to guide himself to me when the person on the other side of the door keeps pounding. 

"fucking hell" he growls and steals another kiss. "I'm so fucking sorry....one second babe" he says kissing my mouth and grabbing his pants, and throwing them on as the person keeps banging.

"COMING!!" he yells as he leaves his condom on, and just zips up his pants just enough and I hop off the desk, grabbing my sweater dress and throwing it on, hearing the door open and I try to put it on faster. Matteo only opens the door a crack.

"you better have a good fucking reason for pounding on this fucking door" I hear him grumble to the guy. 

I hear the guy on the other side whispering. 

"No, im busy." I hear Matteo say and then the guy whispers something else. 

Matteo looks over his shoulder at me, and he sighs seeing I've already dressed myself. 

"Yeah, whatever, come in" he says as I grab my bra from the floor folding it up and slipping it into the desk drawer, my eyes going wide when I see a gun sitting there. I quickly close it and step back. 

The guy who walks in , I've never seen before, but he's older, shorter than Matteo, only maybe a bit taller than me, and is dressed like a mobster. 

"Who is this?" the guy asks Matteo while looking at me. 

"Nobody." he grits his teeth as the guy with the suit and slicked back hair, looking like a fucking Soprano walks toward me. 

"Doesn't look like a nobody, that's for sure" he gives me a sleazy grin, his eyes making my skin crawl as his eyebrows raise as he surveys me. 

"Stay away from her." Matteo grits his teeth, walking over, putting himself between me and the guy. 

The man chuckles and simply gives a little shrug and then looks at Matteo.

"Heard you made some good money tonight." he says with a grin. "You know you can still make more working for me right?" 

"Why are you here Sal?" Matteo asks stepping forward. 

The guy happens to just notice Matteo is shirtless, and observes his unbuttoned pants. 

"I interrupt something ?" he gives a sleazy smile and then peers around Matteo at me. 

Matteo steps to the side. 

"Why are you here?" He growls, asking a second time. 

"You know why I'm here kid." he says looking back at Matteo.

Matteo shakes his head. 

"What? You having trouble taking care of her?" he laughs and the guy gives him a glare and shifts his stance, and pulls open one side of his jacket, I inhale sharply and start to tremble as the guy flashes a gun.

"We gonna have a problem King?" he asks Matteo and Matteo sighs. 

"No fucking problem." he says and walks over to me, and I eye the drawer with the gun I just saw and I swear my heart stops and I feel like I'm going to throw up. Thankfully Matteo circles the desk only to grab his cell phone.

"I've gotta call Hyde, have him bring it up." Matteo says and calls Hyde. 

The guy walks closer and Matteo eyes him as he talks and the guy gives me that creepy smile. 

"What's your name beautiful?" he says as I back up even though Matteo is still between us and he's still about six feet away. 

I open my mouth to speak and my voice stalls because I'm terrified.

"None of your god damned business Sal. That's her fuckin name" Matteo snaps. 

The Sal guy chuckles.

"Must not just be one of your pump and dump whores then." Sal says, I cringe and Matteo visibly tenses. 

He hangs up the phone with Hyde. 

"You can go wait downstairs...we'll bring it down for you." Matteo says.

"Nah" Sal says and looks at me. "I think i'll stay right here....enjoy the view." he grins and Matteo exhales loudly and I see his fists clench.

Sal chuckles at his response. "Don't worry King....my hands are full with your last one...I wouldn't take another from you again so soon" he gives a smug smirk and Matteo hands clench tighter as Sal walks around the office, looking at random pictures of the fighters that are on the wall, some greats, and some just local fighters. 

I chew my lip and Matteo slips his hand behind my back and walks me to the door. 

"Tell Santino to take you to his place, I'll be there as soon as I can. " He whispers as he pretty much shoves me out the door. I don't take offense to it, because I wanted nothing more than to get out of there, but I don't like Matteo in there alone with that guy. 

I search the room for Santino. I walk over to him talking to a topless girl, and he looks up and looks around, clearly looking to see where Matteo is when he sees my face.

He holds up a hand to the girl who is talking, pressing herself against him, and gently pushes her to the side as he walks to me. 

He walks with me to the door leading to the stairs. 

As we do, Hyde walks in with a small duffle bag and Santino nods his head to the office door. Hyde shakes his head and heads over as I stall and watch him, Santino pushes me out into the hall. 

"He told me to tell you to take me to your place, but..." As I talk Santino starts to go down the stairs.

"Come on" he says with urgency in his voice. 

"But Matteo is in there, with some guy named Sal..who has a gun.." I almost start to cry in my state of panic. 

"Matteo is fine." Santino says reaching out his hand to me, as I stand frozen on the stairs. 

"A  gun." I say visibly shaking. 

"A lot of us carry...it's not a big deal...come on.." he says waving me to come down. 

Santino sighs. "Look, let me at least take you downstairs, to my car....you can wait there, and I'll come back up." he said. 

I nod, but still don't move. 

"I can't" I say as my eyes fill with tears. 

Santino sighs , not one of annoyance, but of understanding. 

"I get it Arabella, I really do...but even though nothing is going to happen....I need to get you out of here. Matteo will hand me my fucking ass if I don't do as he says. " Santino says. 

I nod and shakily make my way down the stairs, Santino taking my hand. 

"It's alright...he's alright..I promise." Santino says as we walk through the warehouse and outside , where three different black suv's are all lined up by the exit, and each with a man in a suit, standing , legs spread slightly, one hand over the other in front of them, like security guards. 

Santino seems to pause but then keeps walking and when we get far enough to the parking lot, he starts to quietly speak.

"Get in my car...and drive yourself to my house....put the address in the GPD  5234 Granby Rd.  The square key is the house key." he says.

"What? You said I could wait here and-" ....Santino cuts me off. 

"Don't aruge...please..." he says giving me a look, the guys still in view outside of the door of the warehouse.

"What's going on?" I ask.

Santino shakes his head. "No time to explain that...later...drive safe....text Matteo when you get there, and I'll have him text you when we're on the way. Here, give me your phone." he says. I fumble in my purse, hands shaking, handing him my cell. He takes it, and then gives it back a moment later.

"I put my number in there...text me when you're there too, ok? You ok to drive?" he asks, and I just nod to both of his answers. 

"alright. drive careful. If you can't make it all the way there...just pull over at a gas station or someplace ok ?" he asks and I nod. 

I get in the car, starting it up, programming the address, and Santino waits until I've pulled out.

In the rearview I watch Santino walk back towards the warehouse pass the guys who make no move towards him, and I exhale and drive myself to Santino's house while my entire body shivers with fear.