Loving My SECRET (Corrigan & Co. Book 10)

by Crystal Perkins

  “You look so good when you’re wet.”

  “So do you.”

  “Do you want to see how wet I am for you?”

  “Yes, please. Leave your bra on for now.”

  She slides her thong down her legs, leaving it tangled in her tights. She spreads her legs a little, testing the bonds that are holding her. “You like seeing my legs bound, while my pussy’s dripping for you, don’t you?”

  Fuuuckk! I know she can dirty talk, but damn if it’s not hot to see her doing it while she’s swiping a finger through her folds for me. She moves the camera down so I can see that finger coated with her cum, and I start to feel my orgasm starting in the base of my spine. When her camera follows that finger into her mouth, I go off like a rocket. Stars shoot behind my eyelids, and yeah, I think I may have just seen an angel or three.

  I open my eyes to see my own personal angel spread out on her bad. Her calf muscles are straining against her tights, but her legs are open far enough for me to see her glistening and ready. My semi hard cock is filling back up pretty fast, and it takes me a moment to register that I’m seeing more of her than her phone would allow.

  “Laptop?”

  “Yes,” she says as she cups her tits, which are still covered in lace.

  “Are you wishing those were my hands?”

  “They are your hands, aren’t they?”

  “Fuck yeah. I’m pinching your nipples. You know I fucking love your nipples.”

  “I love when you fuck them.”

  I start to stroke myself again. I wasn’t lying about once not being enough. Fifty times with my hand won’t be enough, but I’ll take them if that’s all I can have for the moment. “One of my hands is pushing down your bra so I can feel your soft skin, while my other one needs to play with that little button of yours.”

  She does exactly as I say, and I see her slide a finger into her folds as her back arches off the bed. “Your fingers feel so good, Matteo. So good. How does my mouth feel on your cock?”

  Matteo. She called me Matteo, and that name alone out of her mouth almost sets me off again. She hasn’t called me that since the day I left her to go to war. I re-focus on the task at hand, because I need to make my girl come and come hard.

  “I love your mouth, Reina. It sucks me so good. How does my tongue feel inside of you?”

  She sucks her fingers into her mouth, and then slides them into her pussy. Her thumb is still playing with her clit, and her other hand is twisting her nipple hard. I see the moment that she snaps. Watching Reina come for me is my favorite thing in the world. I’m so into watching her that I don’t even feel my own orgasm hit me until I’m jerking in my hand.

  We’re both breathing hard and it takes a few minutes before I can speak. “You called me Matteo.”

  “I know.”

  * * *

  Reina

  What have I just done? I’m supposed to be angry at Matt, and I am. I’m supposed to spend time alone deciding what I want, and I am. So why did I just have Skype sex with him, and call him by my old name for him? Because he’s the hottest man I’ve ever met in my life, and he sent me flowers. That’s why.

  “Rei, are you okay?”

  “Yes. No. Maybe,” I tell him honestly.

  “You didn’t intend to seduce me when you called, did you?” he asks, looking intense, and a little nervous.

  “No. I wanted to see why you did it? Why you arranged for all the gifts, and cake, and most importantly, flowers. You don’t send any woman flowers.”

  “I wanted you to feel loved and pampered. I can’t do that in person right now, and I know you need your space, but I can’t have you thinking that I’m not thinking about you, or that I’m giving up. I don’t believe the war is over, Rei. It won’t be over until I capture the queen.”

  “What if she doesn’t want to be caught.”

  “If she truly means it, I’ll walk away.”

  “She doesn’t. She’s not sure if she’s ready to be caught, but she doesn’t want to take that option off the table. Yet.”

  “Good,” he tells me, and his smile is back. I love his smile. When he turns it on me for real, I feel like I’ve stepped into my own little piece of the sun. “I have a question, though. What did you mean when you said I don’t buy flowers for any woman?”

  “You don’t.”

  “I send flowers to my Gram and Jessica.”

  “But no one else.”

  “How do you know?”

  I knew it would come to this when I opened my big mouth. Those flowers scrambled my brain a little, and now I have to embarrass myself yet again. “I asked your secretary.”

  “What?”

  “You never gave me flowers, even when we were together for real. When you were flaunting all those women in front of me, I was not only jealous of them having your attention. I was jealous that they might be getting flowers from you. So I asked Kimber. She told me you just send them a gift card for the mall. That’s very nice, by the way.”

  “It was the least I could do since I was using them to make you jealous, and the majority of them never even got an orgasm out of it.”

  “You really never slept with them? I read that, but I couldn’t quite believe it. You looked so into them.”

  “I really didn’t, Rei. I only slept with women if you seemed you were getting serious with a guy. I didn’t even want to then, not really, but I couldn’t have you when you were with someone else. I wouldn’t do that.”

  “I was never really serious with any of them. I tried to be, but they weren’t you.”

  “Rick.”

  “Was an ass. You need to stop bringing him up. I chose you.”

  “Even when I wouldn’t let myself choose you back.”

  “I wish you would’ve.”

  “Me too. Can I keep surprising you?”

  “I guess,” I tell him, not being able to resist the chance to tease him. “But frankly, it’s going to make it hard for me to kiss random guys when you’re being sweet.”

  “You want to kiss random guys? Really?” he sounds hurt, and I force myself to not give in to him. He hurt me for a long time, and while I don’t believe one hurt deserves another, I also know I have to do what’s right for me.

  “Yes. I never did that, you know. Kissed random guys, or made out with them. I was always the good girl, even with you.”

  “Okay. I mean, it’s obviously not okay with me, but I want you to do whatever you need to so you’ll be sure when you come back to me.”

  I will go back to him. I was afraid of it before. Afraid that it would make me seem weak. Now I see that things really have changed for both of us. Going back is going to be harder than hiding, and when I’m strong enough, I’ll do just that. I’m not quite ready, but I will be.

  “Thank you for everything. I love it all.”

  “I love you, Reina.”

  “I love you, too.”

  Chapter 14

  Reina,

  My mind is pretty much blown right now. You’re a spy? And Gram is the head of the whole spy ring? I just don’t even know what to think or say. I wish it hadn’t taken an emergency for you to tell me. I mean, I guess you had no reason to tell me. Gram, though, that hurts. Especially since I’m in charge of C&C. I fund the stuff you do. I should know that the Foundation is more. I do now, but that’s not the way I should’ve been told. Would you have told me if I’d never broken up with you? Would you have trusted me then? I want to believe you would have, but I don’t know. Maybe I’ll get the answer tomorrow when the “big meeting” happens. I just don’t know what I’m going to say to Gram, or to you. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to look at you the same way again, even though I still love you. That will never change, even if everything else between us ends up changing.

  Matt

  * * *

  Four and a half years ago…

  I walk into a large circular room at the Corrigan & Co. Foundation with Aiden and Nate. Yesterday, we helped save Darcy, one of
the Foundation employees. That’s when we found out that this place is more than just a charitable foundation. It’s also some kind of secret society run by my grandmother. All of the women, including Reina, are some kind of spies. It was Reina who asked me for help, even though I know it killed her to do it. She didn’t want her friend killed, so now my friends and I are being told their secrets. Maybe not all of them, but I’m not leaving without getting enough of an explanation to satisfy me.

  “Welcome, gentlemen. Matt, come sit with me. Nate and Aiden, you can pick any seat along the wall.”

  I walk over and take the seat Gram motions me into. Reina, Ainsley, and my ex step-mom, Jessica, are also sitting here with her. The other women who are on the board of the Foundation all have their own little groupings as well. Reina is staring down at her hands, and I want to place mine over them, and hold her. She looks so defeated, and I’m pretty sure she got in trouble for telling us their secret.

  “Thank you for coming here today. While I don’t like that Reina needed to ask you all for help, I need to thank you for helping.”

  “Yes, thank you,” Darcy says. She looks much better than she did yesterday. Then again, she doesn’t have any guns being pointed at her right now.

  “You’re welcome. We’re glad we could help,” I tell them. Aiden and Nate echo my sentiment.

  “I know this is all a shock to you. I was actually going to tell you about us, Matt. Although I never told your grandfather, you are ushering in a new generation here at Corrigan, and I want you to be involved with what we really do. I didn’t plan on your friends knowing, but I’m not sorry they do.”

  “You’re not?” Reina asks, finally raising her head.

  “No, Reina. There is no way you could’ve known that Darcy would be exposed. I still don’t understand how it happened, but I’m glad you had the presence of mind to get the help you needed.”

  I think back to the call I got yesterday. The guys and I were in L.A. checking out some equipment we wanted now that they’re running security for me. I was surprised to get any call from Reina. When she told me that Darcy was in danger, and there wasn’t time for her to get to L.A. herself, I didn’t hesitate to help. None of us did.

  “Can you tell us what it is you do, exactly?” Nate asks.

  “In a nutshell, we’re spies, secret agents, or operatives. We just don’t work for a specific government. We help out wherever we’re needed, although we mostly focus on trafficking, and other issues women and children face. Sometimes we take on private referral jobs,” Reina says.

  “You have training, I assume?” Aiden asks.

  “Of course. The ten women in this room who are active in missions have all been through extensive training. They have mastered every type of weapon, hand to hand combat, languages, etiquette, fashion, and acting,” Gram tells him.

  “Wow. We could help with some of that, too, if you need it,” Nate says.

  “I’m going to take you up on that.”

  “You said you would tell me. Does anyone else from the families know?”

  “Scott knows. He developed our computer systems,” Maggie Griffin says. “And all of my daughter-in-laws know.”

  “My granddaughter knows,” Cyndi adds.

  “No other family members know right now. Our charter allows us to tell every female in our families, but only one male. The women can tell one family member, or significant other.”

  “We can’t tell Miles?”

  “No.”

  “Okay. We were Special Forces. You can count on us to keep this to ourselves.”

  “I know.”

  “So are we honorary members now, or something?” Nate asks.

  “Is there a special handshake or something?” Aiden wants to know.

  “Yes, Nate, I suppose you are now part of the Society. And Aiden, no, we don’t have a handshake. Ainsley will give you a special phone where you can hear the communication between the women when they are on missions.”

  “Can we help on missions?” I ask, thinking that I want to be there for Reina. The other women, too, but mostly Reina. The thought of her getting hurt makes me want to throw up.

  “I don’t have a problem with that. Do you, Reina?”

  “No. We could use help with hand to hand combat continued training, and mission help would be great, too. I also heard that you’re good with computers and electronics, Aiden. Ainsley and Scott can always use help with those things. We keep them pretty busy.”

  “Cool. You do computers, Ainsley?” my friend asks.

  “Yes,” she says quietly.

  “Everyone has a talent they bring to the table. We’ll tell you about it another time, or you’re welcome to visit with each of us individually,” Reina tells us. “We have to get back to work now.”

  The women all get up to leave, but I turn to Reina, putting a hand on her arm to stop her progress. “I thought my gram was in charge.”

  “She is.”

  “Then why are you giving orders?”

  “I’m her Second, and I run a lot of the day to day Society tasks.”

  “Would you have told me? Would I have been your person?”

  “Does it matter?”

  “Yes, it does.”

  “You are the only person I ever wanted to tell.”

  “When did you join?”

  “Right after you left. I was in training when you decided you could do better.”

  “I know there’s no one better. I’ve always known that.”

  “Matt,” she whispers as my heart beats even faster.

  “Hey man, Darcy says she has the new Call of Duty game. We’re going to go play with her. You in?” Nate asks, coming up to us and breaking the spell we were under.

  “Yeah. Of course. Catch you around, Princess.”

  I don’t look back. I can’t. Nate just saved me from doing something I wouldn’t have been able to come back from. Like kissing her. Or worse, telling her I love her.

  * * *

  Matt

  Reina’s in Paris now. She spent two weeks in smaller French towns, but I wasn’t able to give her much in those places. Credit card security is easier to get around when it’s a big city, and especially with people who recognize my name. She picked up a few things I left for her yesterday, and she called to tell me that she loved them, but I have something else I want to give to her.

  I had hoped that she’d see the ads in the Metro, and go to get the ring herself, but she hasn’t yet. I actually think it might get me another Skype session, so I’m eager for her to hurry up and get it. So eager that I actually resorted to texting her the store name and location. I got a smiley face back, and I haven’t slept since then.

  I’m much stronger than I was, but I’m not quite where I need to be. I would say I’m at about 78%. It’s not bad, and for most people it would be almost miraculous. I’m not most people, and I won’t be satisfied until I get back to 100%. If anyone can get me there, it’s Waverly.

  She’s got me running on the treadmill when my phone starts ringing. I jump off, but she grabs my phone before I can answer it. “Reina can wait.”

  “The fuck she can,” I tell her.

  The phone stops ringing, and Waverly steps back as I advance on her. “You need to stick to your recovery plan.”

  “No. What I need to do right now is speak to my wife. Give me my phone now.”

  “Or what?” she asks, swallowing hard.

  “I don’t hurt women. But I will fire you.”

  “Miles is in charge right now.”

  “If you think my brother won’t go along with what I want, you’re wrong.”

  “I just want you to get back to where you want to be. You can’t do that if you’re not sleeping, or just half-assing it while you wait for Reina to give you a few minutes of her time.”

  “I appreciate you wanting to help me, but do not ever speak of my wife like anything she does is less than amazing.”

  “You’d fire me for saying that Reina is less th
an perfect.”

  “Yes.”

  “Damn. I knew you loved her, but just, damn.”

  “Phone.”

  She hands it to me, and I immediately call Reina back. She sends me to voicemail, and I try not to panic. Maybe she’s going down into the Metro. Or maybe she’s talking to the people at the store. She just called me, and she knows I have PT, so it can’t be bad.

  “She didn’t answer?”

  “No. I’m sorry I was such an ass. I just need to hear her voice.”

  “I’m sorry.”

  “It’s okay. We’ll talk later. We should get back to work, huh?”

  “If you’re up for it, yes.”

  She works me for another two hours. We both look at my phone frequently, but it doesn’t ring. I wasn’t worried before, but I’m starting to worry now. Even if she was busy the first time, she should’ve had some time to call back by now. Or at least answer my call and say she’s busy.

  “I really am sorry,” Waverly tells me as she walks with me back to my room. I’m using a cane, but it’s much better than a wheelchair.

  “I know. She’ll call.”

  I tell myself that as I have my afternoon snack and read a few more of my emails. The more I read of them, the sorrier I am that I ever left them for Reina. I can see now how they must have hurt her. They hurt me. I was so stupid to not trust her to love me, and also so stupid to treat her like I have all of these years. Hot and cold doesn’t even begin to describe what I did to her. It’s a true testament of her love for me that she stayed this long.

  “Dude, have you been online?” Nate asks, practically running into my room with Aiden, Jake, and Miles hot on his heels.

  “Just reading emails. Why?”

  “It’s Reina. And man, it’s bad,” Aiden tells me.

  “Reina? Is she hurt?” No wonder she couldn’t call me.

  “No. Well, probably yes. But not in the way you mean,” Miles says.

  “Just tell me.”

  “I think it will be more effective if we show you,” Jake says, holding up his tablet.