Jaded Hearts
Chapter 25

Matt

After I left Xander, I decided I should probably fill Taylor in on our travel plans.

Where are you, beautiful? I’ve got something I need to discuss with you.

Is something wrong? I’m down by the pool.

No, everything’s fine. I’ll see you in a few minutes.

I found her sitting in a shady corner with her feet submerged in the water.

“Have you heard from Morgan? Is there an update?”

“Yeah, he made it through surgery pretty well. They have him in an induced coma to let his body recover, so it’ll be a while before they know anything for sure.”

“That’s good news. He’s still here, and he’s still fighting. Morgan just has to look at it that way.”

“She and Mitchell are really close, so it’s hard for her. But she’s trying to stay positive. So, what did you need to talk to me about?”

“I need my assistant for a meeting next week.”

“Okay, sounds easy enough.”

“It’s in Italy.”

“You’re talking about a conference call, right?”

“Nope. I mean an in-person meeting in Rome. We have a deal on the table to build ten luxury hotels across the region, and I need to be there to finalize it. It’s for four days.”

“You expect me to go to Rome for four days with all the drama going on here?”

“Not exactly. I’m hoping you’ll go to Palermo for three days, then Rome for another four.”

“Palermo?”

“Palermo, Sicily. It’s where my mother’s from. My grandparents still live there, and I would love to show you that part of myself. You need the time away, baby; we both do. But I can handle the meeting myself if you feel that you need to stay here.”

She thought about it for a few seconds, then sighed. “I can’t go. My passport was in my apartment. It’s ashes now.”

“I can get you a new passport, but does that mean you’ll come with me?”

“You got fake passports hidden in a safe somewhere?”

“Gio works for the US Department of State. He can replace it in a day. So, no forgeries, sorry.”

“Well, then, yes. I’d love to go. A week away from here, where I can go out and not constantly look over my shoulder, sounds incredible.”

“Good, we leave on Sunday. I’ve got to call Gio now and work on your passport, but we can go shopping in an hour to get some business clothes for you. And bikinis. Very tiny bikinis—they’re a requirement.”

“I’d love to see the section of the employee handbook where bikinis are listed as a required part of the dress code, but I’ll take your word for it for now.”

* * *

Taylor

I felt bad about jetting off for a week-long Italian vacation when Morgan was going through so much with her brother, but when I called her and told her about it, she was so excited for me and told me that if I didn’t go, she’d disown me.

Matt and I went out and got plenty of outfits for the meeting, but I refused to let him buy anything else. I already had plenty from our last shopping trip, and soon, I’d be able to restock my wardrobe on my own.

True to his word, he did manage to replace five small patches of fabric being peddled as swimwear.

“Matt, what are these? They cover absolutely nothing! I might as well be naked. You’re going to let me wear this to the beach?”

“Hell no. These are for my eyes only, in our private pool. I’m sure we can replace a nice scuba suit or something like that for when you want to go to the beach.”

“Put those back. I’m getting one, sensible bikini. No strings, and no ridiculous scuba suits.” I found something that he reluctantly agreed on and paid for it before he had the chance to.

Gio called while we were out and let Matt know that he already had my passport printed for me, and we would pick it up on the way to the airport. So, all that was left was for me to go home and pack. “So how long is the flight? Hopefully, I don’t get a middle seat since I’m a last-minute addition.”

“It’s a little over thirteen hours, but there are no middle seats, babe. We’re taking the company jet.”

“A private jet? What’s wrong with Delta?”

“Nothing that I know of. This is just easier and more convenient. Plus, it doesn’t really cost too much more to add an extra passenger. Flying commercial would’ve cost thousands for a last-minute ticket.”

“I guess. I’m not complaining, though. I’m going to enjoy myself this week; I think I’ve earned it.

“I think so too.” When I was finished, I had two huge suitcases and a carryon bag set and ready to go.

“Why do you have so much stuff? It’s just seven days,” Matt said.

“I need options, Matt. I’m prepared for everything from the beach to the boardroom. Relaxing at the piazza or taking in an opera. It’s all in there,” I said, extremely proud of myself.

Matt pulled me in for a hug and kissed the top of my head. “How do you know what a piazza is, tesoro?”

I just shrugged my shoulder. “Google.”

* * *

Saturday was a blur of activity. Matt had to go into the office for some important documents, and he took me with him so that I could see where I would be working. The Black Enterprises building was just as impressive inside as it was out. The lobby was massive, and even on a weekend, it was full of people running around.

When we reached his office on the quiet and empty executive floor, I understood why these guys didn’t fly commercial. This place screamed money and success—the private jet was a given.

I had a smaller office off to the side of his, but to be honest, I would have been happy with a cubicle out with the rest of the staff. After looking over my space, I walked into his to see him looking through his files, collecting the papers we needed for the meeting.

“Matt, will it be a problem that I’m your assistant and your girlfriend?”

“A problem for who?” he said, not looking up from the stack of papers in front of him.

“Your employees.”

“As long as the men keep their eyes and hands to themselves, and the women are respectful, I don’t see us having any problems.”

“Eyes and hands? Seriously?”

“You don’t know what that a*s of yours does to a man. If I catch anyone looking at it, there will be problems. And if they’re bold enough to try and touch it, that’s the end for them.”

“This isn’t Eden, babe. I’m not dressed as a sexy bunny anymore, so I doubt anyone will be grabbing at me like that.”

“Then there won’t be any problems. Do you like your office?”

“I do, thank you. I especially love the door connecting it to yours. You would think you planned this out.”

“Maybe I did.”

I sat in his visitor’s chair, and when he was finished, he stood and walked around the desk. I grabbed his h**s and pulled him towards me. I had wanted him in my mouth since the first moment I’d seen him naked. Somehow, it had never happened, but that was going to change right now.

I lifted my hands, and they stopped in front of his bulge, slowly feeling their way through the fabric until I had him in my hand through his pants.

“Taylor baby, what are you doing? You want to do that here? Now?”

“I’m taking advantage of my boss. And yes, I’m doing it here, right now.”

I began massaging his c**k, caressing the shaft of his e******n while rubbing the underside of his crotch with my other hand. I leaned forward and nipped playfully at the pants concealing him, rubbing my face on his thigh.

Matt m****d and reached down to fumble with his zipper, which he quickly tugged town. I smiled to myself. I loved the power I had over him in moments like these. He became putty in my hands.

When it had sprung free, I moved my lips to his c**k, focusing on its large, sensitive head. I started kissing it softly, rubbing my lips along the smooth skin and down the shaft. My hot, wet mouth moved back up to the head again, and when my lips parted, I sucked it inside my mouth.

Matt hissed out at the sudden contact and grabbed on to the desk behind him for support. Out of the corner of my eye, I noted that the windows were all open. The office was made entirely of glass. This executive floor was deserted on the weekends, but still … what if someone walked by?

I felt myself getting wet at the thought.

My tongue teased his d**k, probing the tip, nipping lightly at the very end. I continued this until I heard his m***s growing louder. He thrust his h**s towards my face, and I took his whole eleven-inch c**k in my mouth. My tongue ran along the underside, lapping at the skin and sucking him hard into the back of my throat.

I could feel him growing hotter inside my mouth as I hollowed my cheeks, sucking him harder and deeper. My right hand fastened around the base, stroking it while I sucked; my left hand lightly massaged his smooth and heavy testicles, probing and gently squeezing them in my hand with my fingers.

Matt reached down and held on to my head, directing me in speed and rhythm by a handful of hair, thrusting his h**s into my face until my nose was buried in his well-trimmed pubic hair. I held tight to his d**k as my lips wrapped around the organ and felt as it somehow grew bigger still. His thrusts became more frantic.

I could sense his impending o****m and braced for it as his m***s turned to deep growls. He came with a final, violent thrust into my mouth, c*m spurting onto my tongue. The hot fluid shot down my throat, causing me to gag slightly before gathering control and swallowing it. I didn’t release his still-hard d**k but kept sucking it, getting every last drop out and cleaning it off.

Finally, after a few gasping breaths, Matt pulled himself out of my mouth and knelt at my feet. “That mouth! This may become a regular part of your everyday duties here, Ms. Adams.”

“I look forward to it Mr. Stone.”

* * *

For the most part, I was excited to start my new job with the company. I just didn’t want to have to constantly defend my position and relationship to others who thought I deserved neither. I guessed we would just have to see how things played out.

On the way back to the house, I took Matt’s phone and synched his work calendar with mine. If I was going to be his assistant, I was going to be the best one I could be. “So, what do I need to know about the meeting this week? Are the people we’re meeting werewolves too?”

“The meeting is with Giancarlo and Gianluca Sporazo. They’re identical twin brothers, and yes, they’re wolves.”

“Nice. You know I have a thing for Italian werewolves,” I said with a smirk.

He growled at me, then responded, “They’re also in their late fifties and happily married with kids much older than you.”

“That takes the fun out of things.”

“One day, that mouth of yours is going to get you into trouble.”

“Judging from our activities a little while ago, that day is not today. But continue, I’m listening.”

“Pretty much, Xander expanded the company to Europe last year, and when he did, the Sporazos approached him about the luxury resorts. They have a good reputation in the business world and wolf community, so we jumped at the chance to work with them. We’re the investors, so we provide the capital. The Sporazos are the builders; they’ll provide the planning and manpower to get it done.”

“Is this meeting for contract negotiations? Don’t you need a lawyer there?”

“Nah. The terms have, for the most part, been settled with Xander. This is more of a friendly gesture. They’ll show me the sites where the resorts will go, as well as the surrounding areas. Basically, I’m just there to make sure it’s a good move for the company, and that it’ll fuel growth.”

“So, four days of being wined and dined in Italy by two men who are eager to gain your business, so they’ll treat you like a king.”

“I wouldn’t put it like that. We’ll be in meetings at times, and other times, we won’t. Don’t worry, though. You’ll know what to do when the time comes.”

“Alright. I’ll trust you on this. To be honest, I’m really looking forward to this week a lot. Morgan and I got our passports after we graduated with dreams of traveling to different countries, but we could never afford it. This is my first international trip.”

“Then I’ll be sure to make it extra special for you, tesoro. And this will be just one of many. If you want to travel the world, I’d be honored to help make that dream come true.”