Cassia and Mathew Ch. 02

"Mathew." She moaned into the quiet room. "Hmmmm." She rubbed her clit faster. She was so close to coming. She could feel the familiar tightening in her stomach and her toes curled. She pinched her clit and bit her lip to muffle her cries as she exploded all over her fingers again. She arched off the bed as her body shook wildly. She lay there for long minutes as she tried to calm her body and her mind. What was he doing to her?

Cassia lay there trying to calm her erratic breathing. She had to admit that sometimes she craved for that male companionship, but after Connor, she just didn't want to be bothered with these stupid, inconsiderate men. Here she was laying here shaking from an amazing orgasm while she fantasized about a man she'd never even met. She needed to find herself a man soon. It would have been great if Mathew could be the one for her. But how could he? He lived in another country, and from what her mild research of him found, he was a very wealthy, powerful man.

The next morning Cassia woke with a start and she called her favorite person in the world.

"Hi my baby!" Her mom shrilled into the phone.

"Hi Mommy, how're you sweets?" She laughed at our routine greeting.

"I'm good Hun, I was waiting for your call yesterday, but I figured you were tired. How was your first day? I wanna know all about it." Cassia went on to tell her all about her day, of course leaving out the parts of Mr. Thor. During the call, her sister Monica called so they had a Montgomery girl three-way. Monica lived back in New York with her fiancé. They were to be wed next April and she couldn't wait to start planning with her, since she was maid of honor.

Cassia loved her family so much that it hurt. Her parents taught her sister, and brother that, "family was all they had, friends come and go but family is forever." They made sure to never lose sight of that, and even in their adult years they were as close as ever. That reminded her, "Mom, when is Kingston coming home?"

Kingston, her youngest brother was off on a choir tour in Italy with his college's gospel choir. Cassia and Kingston were the only ones in the family that could sing. And, really sing. But Cassia hadn't sung much since her undergrad. She graduated with her degree in Vocal Performance.

Thinking for a moment, her mom replied, "Uhmmm, I think he's coming back on the 25th."

Thirty minutes later Cassia hung up and felt warm all over. Her family was her greatest joy.

Since she still had an hour before she was to start getting ready for work, she threw on some workout clothes and went downstairs to the community gym in the basement of her building. She did a combination of running/jogging for the next 45 minutes. When she was finished her legs felt like they were going to fall off. She stretched and meditated for the last 15 minutes and made her way back up to her apartment.

Sweating and thirsty she rushed to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. Her stomach grumbled again and she went into her fridge to find something for a quick breakfast. She pulled out some Greek yogurt and blackberries, and ate leisurely. As she leaned against the kitchen bar, her work phone started ringing. The number looked weird, but she answered anyway.

"Cassia Montgomery." She answered.

"Cassia."

The familiar shiver that ran down her spine told her all she needed to know about the person on the other end.

"Good Morning Mr. Grayson"

"I wanted to know if you had any free time today for us to have another conference? I have to ask you a few follow up questions from our conversation yesterday."

Pull it together Montgomery.

Putting him on speaker, she checked her calendar, "Looks like I have an hour between 2 and 3pm. Does that work for you?" She tried to sound as in control as she could.

"That would give me great pleasure Cassia. I'm looking forward to seeing you again." Sex oozed from his voice and she had to squeeze her thighs together to cause some friction on her clit.

Trying to change the subject fast and diffuse the strong sexual tension crackling between them she asked, "Is this your cell number? It showed up with a weird code."

"Oh yes! This is my cell phone number, it must have been the international code you saw." Right, he lives in London.

"Okay great, ill be sure to save it."

"Yes please do, and feel free to use it. Anytime."

Silence hung between them until Mathew said, "I'll see you soon Cassia. I can't wait for our conference." With that, he hung up, and the hairs on the back of Cassia's neck stood at attention.

Pulling off her workout clothes as she padded back to her bedroom, she picked out her outfit for the day, an armhole black form fitting A-line dress that grazed the tops of her knees. She showered, and in no time, she was screaming a certain British man's name.

At 8:30am Cassia made her way down to the lobby to wait for her driver Sam. She must say, she felt extra sexy today. Her hair was laying just right, the dress hugged her 40 DD breasts perfectly, and her ass looked amazing. She opted for her red leather 5-inch heels to add a little splash of color. She tied her wool trench coat to protect her from the chilly Chicago fall wind. When she pushed open the front door of the building she saw Sam waiting by the car door.

She stopped in front the car and he opened the door graciously.

"Good morning Cassia, you look lovely this morning." She smiled and thanked him. On the ride she heard a woman's voice say, "Bluetooth connected", and the phone buzzed in her jacket pocket. She looked in to the rearview mirror and caught Sam wink at her. She smiled hard, and turned on some Jill Scott, her all time favorite R&B singer. She put her head back and rocked to the soulful beats of the song "A Long Walk."

After 20 minutes the truck pulled up to the huge building. Leopard-Hill Publishing Company printed boldly on the front, made her beam with pride, as she climbed out of the Navigator with her purse. She thanked Sam and headed in the direction of the front doors. She waved Sam good-bye and walked into the building. Jose and Richard weren't at the desk today, but a tall young man was there instead. She smiled at him and he nodded pleasantly. She pulled out her ID card from her purse's back pocket and scanned it and the same excitement she felt the day before when she saw her name show up on the display screen coursed through her.

She walked to her office and saw her door was ajar. She pushed it slowly and saw Charlene and Michael whispering quietly over a stack of pictures. They made a cute looking couple, Cassia thought to herself.

"Good Morning guys," she said cheerfully and they both looked up smiling.

"Morning!" they said in unison. They all giggled.

"What you working on?" Cassia approached them while taking off her trench coat.

Charlene whistled, "Damn boss, you're looking good. You got a date or something?"

Cassia blushed, "Oh NO! I just picked it out this morning. Thanks though girl!" She dropped her jacket and purse in the nearest chair and stepped between Charlene and Michael's chair to see what they were looking at.

Catalogs with office furniture were spread out all over the table in front of them. Cassia almost forgotten all about the jovial task she gave them before she left the previous day. They gave her details of the pictures as they sifted through them. They did a very good job in gaging her taste and picking options that she actually really loved.

They looked through the pictures for a few more minutes. Michael looked up from the magazine and asked her, "Boss, I saw you added a meeting between 2-3pm today. Should I hold your calls, or is it a casual meeting?"

Her stomach released a million tiny butterflies at the mention of her conference with Mathew.

"That would be great, hold my calls please. It's another videoconference with Mr. Grayson. He said he has some follow up questions from our conversation yesterday." Michael nodded. At 9am sharp, they started their day.

She was fairly busy in the morning with a conference call with a prospective author in Salt Lake City. She was a freshly graduated English major from the University of Utah. Following the promising call, she had a meeting with her team of 6 to start planning, and brainstorming for their author search. They would be travelling to multiple cities looking for the next generation of great author. She loved her team and they seemed to genuinely like her back. Cassia felt honored to have such a wonderful team behind her. They were smart, open to her ideas, and had some great ones of their own.

Up next was her conference with Mathew. She had a lot of paper work to tackle so she sent a quick text to Michael and Charlene letting them know she would be staying in for lunch today so she could handle the ever growing pile of papers on her desk.

As the clock drew closer to 2pm her heart rate sped up. She went to her office bathroom and looked at her reflection. Her hair and makeup were still in place and, honestly she really did look good. Nodding at her reflect, Cassia walked back into the conference room and closed the door.

While she waited for the TV to ring she figured she would take another look at those pieces of furniture for her office. She got lost in the pictures when her attention was drawn to some shuffling outside her conference door followed by laughter. She thought she heard Michael so she paid it no mind. She was admiring a painting of a treble clef when the conference room door opened. She didn't look up thinking it was Michael coming in for something. When the figure in the doorway didn't move for some time she looked up and her eyes almost fell out of her head.

There he was, in all his Thor like glory, Mathew. Cassia dropped the picture and before she could stop herself she said, "Mr. Thor." She slapped her hand to her mouth, but the words were already heard. Before embarrassment set in she heard a deep rumble. He was laughing at her. Her eyes roamed over him as he laughed. He looked like someone ripped him off the front page of GQ. His blonde hair was pulled back into a low ponytail; his navy blue suit fit him like a glove like it was tailored specially for him and his shoes were the perfect Oxford, like any true Brit. Cassia sat there frozen. She tried to keep her face as neutral as possible but knew she was failing incredibly.

Remembering her manners, she stood and came from abound the table to greet him. She could have sworn she heard his breath catch in his throat when he looked her, but she shrugged it off. With her hand outstretched, she walked towards him, "Mr. Grayson, what a surprise."

When she was close enough she caught a whiff of his cologne and almost fell into a puddle on the floor. He smelled like heaven. Suddenly she was crashing into a hard wall. She was in his arms and he was hugging her! She closed her eyes and inhaled him. God, he smelled good. Then he shifted his lips to her ears, "Hello Cassia." That did it. She had to get away from him or else she was going to rip his clothes off and fuck his brains out right there on her conference table.

"You are even more beautiful than I could have ever dreamed," looking her right in her eyes, searching her soul. His accent caressed her with each word he spoke and she struggled to regain some type of control. This man was driving her crazy.

"I thought we were having a conference?"

He laughed softly and answered, "This conference would be the most effective if it were face to face. I've always been a very hands on man Ms. Montgomery, so here I am." She nodded and ushered to a seat. He pulled out the chair to her left and sat looking as confident as ever. He looked so good, that Cassia had to pinch herself under the table to refocus.

"When did you get to America, Mr. Grayson?"

"I flew in this morning. I called you on my way to the hotel from the airport. I left London shortly after our conversation. I had some important things to handle, and figured I needed to be here myself."

"Oh okay. Can I get you anything before we start our meeting?" Cassia asked cautiously.

"Not at the moment, thank you." His blue eyes bore into her brown ones and she shifted a little nervously in her chair. Her body was reacting to him in ways she didn't think possible. Just this morning she was screaming his name in her shower as she came hard fantasizing about him pounding her into the shower wall. And now, he was sitting in her office looking better than anything her mind could have conjured up. His skin was slightly sun kissed, and his cheeks held a slight pink. He licked his lips slowly and Cassia looked on longingly.

Sanpping out of her dirty thoughts, "So, what questions can I answer for you today?"

"Are you currently in a relationship with anyone?" He asked seriously.

Cassia almost fell out of her chair.

She struggled to answer to find the right words. "Uh uhm no I'm not."

"Good." That was all he said.

Cassia was going mad. He was teasing her clearly.

"Excuse me one minute, I grabbed the wrong file of notes." She lied. She got up and she caught his eyes roam her body. She shivered with the hunger that entered his eyes as they landed on her red 5-inch heels.

She turned and met his eyes burning into hers. Her heart skipped about 3 beats. Damn he was beautiful. She smiled and walked back into the room. As she passed his chair a long arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her down unto his lap. She squealed in surprise as he brought his face inches from her own. He closed his eyes and inhaled her womanly scent. She smelled like passion fruit. He could feel his cock straining in his pants. He smirked knowing that she could feel him pressing into her plump ass.

"You are beautiful Cassia. So beautiful." He inspected her face as if memorizing every detail. He brought his hand up to her face and caressed her cheek. She involuntarily leaned into his touch and sighed. She closed her eyes relishing in the feel of his closeness. He tilted her face up to his and brought his lips closer. He made a sound low in his throat and his lips came crashing down onto hers. Cassia's mind turned into mush while her fantasy man kissed her senseless. He bit her bottom lip and sucked it into his mouth. Cassia moaned into his mouth and wiggled in his lap. He groaned as his cock begged to be released from its confines and her moving in his lap like this wasn't doing him any good either.

His hand moved to the back of her head and brought her in closer as his tongue entered her mouth and explored. She felt so safe, and wanted in his arms that she leaned into him needing to feel more of his warmth. Her breast pressed against his hard expanse of a chest and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She deepened the kiss and he groaned pulling her even closer. Cassia was in heaven. It had been so long since was close to a man, and this felt so right. She pulled back slowly, and leaned her forehead against his while they got their breathing under control.

"What are we doing Mathew?" Cassia asked. Mathew almost shot his load in his pants as his name slipped through her lips. She was slowly stripping away all his control. Fuck it, he thought.

He wrapped his hand around her tighter, picked her up and laid her on the desk in front of him. He saw the surprise in her eyes, but she didn't say a word. His eyes roamed over her body in that beautiful black dress. He loved that it made her look extremely sexy but still classy. He took his time looking over her face. Her skin was a beautiful shade of chocolate and all he wanted to do was lick her. He loved the way her big brown eyes looked up into his, waiting, anticipating, scared?

Mathew leaned over and kissed her again enjoying the feel of her soft full thick lips. His hands roamed her body as his tongue explored her mouth, and he felt her shiver beneath him. He loved how responsive she was to his kisses and his touch. God he needed her so bad, but there was something about her that told him she wasn't going to be a one-night stand. From the moment he laid his eye on her, his heart started racing and his cock immediately stood at attention. He wasn't sure what it was but he needed to get to know this woman.

Mathew knew he had to stop. He wanted to do things differently with her, not just fuck her on this table and leave. He reluctantly stepped back from her and gently pulled her up. Tilting her head until their eyes connected his breath caught in his throat when their eyes locked. She looked at him with need and longing, almost begging him to take her right then and there.

"Cassia, as badly as I want to make love to you right here on this table, I cant."

Cassia felt her heart drop. She couldn't believe she allowed him to get that far? She was beyond upset with herself, and looked away from him before the tears behind her eyes fell.

Mathew could feel her self-loathing and knew he had to fix this fast. He quickly continued, "I want to at least take you to dinner before I have you laid out before me so gloriously."

Cassia's head popped up and she looked into his eyes completely surprised. Looking down between them, he still stood between her legs leaving her very vulnerable. Seeing the direction of her eyes he stepped back and offered her his hand to help her down.

"It might be too early to say this, but I like you Cassia. Something about you intrigues me, and not to mention you're turning me on in those shoes. Please forgive me for being so forward with you before but I just couldn't keep my hands off of you. Would you do me the honor of going to dinner with me tonight?"

Cassia let out the breath she didn't even know she was holding. Her face broke into a face splitting smile, "I would love to have dinner with you. And maybe it's the fact that you look like Thor, or that accent, but you could have asked for my kidney, and you would have gotten it."

He chuckled, stepped in closer, and wrapped his arms back around her. She looked up at him as his lips came down on hers again. She grabbed the lapel of his jacket and pulled him closer deepening the kiss. The sound of her work phone ringing angered her but she was still at work. She kissed him quickly, and answered. "Hey Michael."

He alerted her that they had gone over about 20 minutes and her next appointment was at 3:30. Mathew could hear him over the phone and knew it was time to let her get back to work. He stepped away from her and fixed himself in his pants. He really was perfection, she watched as his muscles moved under his suit, and she longed to see him out of it. She hung up and he looked back at her.

"As much as I would love to stay here with you, I do have other clients to attend to Mr." She pretended to scold him. He pouted in the most adorable way and she stepped closer to him to kiss it away. He pulled her hard to him, "how about I pick you up at 8?" She agreed and she gave him her home address. She knew she had to go or she would be late. She wiggled out of his arms and giggled when he rolled his eyes.

"I guess I have to leave now." He walked toward her office door and she followed right behind him.

"I'll walk you out, so I could meet my next appointment."

Michael smiled at them politely when they walked out, and Cassia panicked thinking he knew what they were doing in there. But from his normal happy demeanor she didn't sense he knew anything. When they got to the elevator he hugged her as professionally as possible and kissed her cheek. He stepped onto the elevator and as the doors closed he winked at her. She blushed brightly and turned back to her office.

Her meeting went by without a hitch, and her excitement was brewing. She knew she would need some help before she went on her date with Mathew and she knew exactly who to call. Back at her desk, she dialed the number and waited for that familiar voice.