All Chapters of HER INSECURITY, MY TEMPTATION--MAFIA : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Araceli.“Yes… yes… Matvei.” I cried out, desperation dripping from my voice. My body was begging to be touched, kissed, every part of me needing him.“Humm.” He hummed again, the vibration running straight down into my stomach. His hands left me, his head tilting back from my neck, denying any contact at all.My stomach dropped. My eyes snapped to his.“What—what’s wrong?!”His lips curled into a smile, his greenish eyes dark, dangerous, intense under the dim light of the office.“You have to earn my touch, Araceli.”“How?!” My voice came out sharp, impatient, my skin tingling with need.“You don’t know how?” He tilted his head, fingers brushing softly over my skin, over my breasts, teasing. “And you wore this?”He licked his upper lip, and I couldn’t stop my breath from hitching.I cursed myself silently for being so clueless. How had I skipped the part about figuring out how to earn a touch from him? Google would have been so helpful…“Kneel, Araceli,” he groaned, leaning back in h

Matvei.“Shit,” I cursed under my breath as I noticed Araceli’s eyes were closed.I pulled my fingers out of her slowly, watching her face, then quickly checked her pulse.Steady.Thank fucking God.I exhaled deeply, tension easing just a little, but my eyes dropped back to her body… dragging over every inch of her bare skin again.Fuck.I don’t think I could ever get tired of looking at her.Her chest rose and fell softly, her skin still flushed, sensitive, marked with everything I just did to her.I’ve had strippers—different women from the club—do all sorts of shit for me.None of them…Not one…Has ever made me feel what Araceli just did.I almost fucking lost control.Every second with her felt like a war in my head—control versus the need to take everything she was offering and more.It’s always the innocent ones…The ones who don’t even know what they’re doing…Those are the ones that drive you fucking insane.I shrugged off my suit jacket and moved closer, covering her body wi

Araceli.After my long shower—honestly, it had to be close to an hour and thirty minutes—I finally stepped out, like I had been trying to wash the embarrassment off my skin, like the water could somehow rinse away everything that happened last night, but it didn’t, it clung to me, sitting heavy in my chest and low in my stomach. I wrapped a robe around my body and tied a towel around my hair as usual, taking a slow breath before reaching for the door.I opened it carefully, peeking into the room, but he wasn’t there.A small part of me sank, something quiet and strange settling in my chest, because I didn’t know why I felt that way… but I had wanted him to be there. I had wanted him to see me like this, in just a robe, fresh from the shower, my skin still warm, my body still remembering his touch. The way he looks at me whenever he sees me does something to me, something that spreads through my chest and sinks lower, making me want to show myself more, to stand in front of him and let

Araceli.“Come here.”His voice was flat this time, controlled, but it wrapped around me like a command I couldn’t ignore.My legs moved before my brain could even process it, my body responding to him on its own as I walked slowly across the room, my sandals pressing softly against the tiles, each step making my heart pound harder.I didn’t lift my gaze.I stopped beside him, standing close enough to feel his presence, the heat of his body seeping into mine.My skin tingled instantly.I could feel the weight of the two men’s gaze still on me, heavy and judging, making my chest tighten with embarrassment.Oh… goodness.They must think I’m rude… spoilt… someone with no respect.And Matvei…What is he going to do to me?My fingers fidgeted nervously around the hem of my dress, twisting the fabric slightly as my breathing grew uneven again, my whole body aware of him beside me, every nerve in me waiting… anticipating… not knowing what would come next.“What do you want?!” he asked, my no

Araceli.I wore the hand gloves, carefully removing the grilled chicken from the oven, the heat brushing against my skin even through the fabric. I gently placed it on the counter, a soft sigh of satisfaction escaping my lips as my eyes moved over everything I had prepared for him.The kitchen was filled.Every dish lay out, every plate arranged just the way I wanted it. A small squeal slipped out of me as I imagined his reaction… the way his eyes would darken, that look he had earlier—the one that made my heart stumble and my body feel too warm.I would give anything to see that look again.“Araceli… I’m done with the arrangements in your room,” Sonia’s voice came from behind me, but it slowly trailed off. I turned slightly.Her jaw had dropped. I bit my lip, trying to hide the smile threatening to spread across my face, my chest swelling with a quiet sense of pride.“Araceli… wow… " You really outdid yourself,” she said, still looking around.My heart fluttered, excitement mixing wi