Emily

"But that doesn't stop me from touching you..." he whispers in my ear while his hand travels down my belly.

"Mateo..." I moan back, his hand pulling on my shirt.

"Take this off" he commands and I waste no time doing it. In one go my shirt is off and the next think I know the bra is gone too. I turn my body so my chest is in front of his face. He licks his lips, staring at my already harden nipples that are begging to be sucked. Moving towards him, he takes them in his mount, sucking and nibbling while moans of pleasure escape me. "I could do this all day" my back arches and then he stops, kissing me everywhere, exploring me. "I can't get enough of you..." he pulls my legs over his, straddling him on his lap and I feel his hard cock.

"Please..." I beg when his hand moves lower, almost touching me where I want him the most.

"Please what?" he makes his way to my neck, sucking the skin there.

"Please, Mateo, touch me..." and that what he does; touching me at my pussy slow but steady. I let out a small moan, rolling my hips for ore sensation but with clothes on it's difficult. "Mateo...Please..."

"What? I'm touching you..." he says innocently, smiling against my neck.

"No, I didn't want that..." now he stops, his hand moving away between my legs; now I'm a little frustrated.

"So I won't touch you then" I pull away from his grips as well, staring down his innocent face but I see the grin he tries to hide.

"I don't want that as well..." now I'm frowning, a little anger boiling inside me.

"Tell me what you want, be specified" my cheeks blush from embarrassment; I want him to do so much but can I just say it without sounding silly? "Tell me, butterfly?" his face comes closer and I don't pull away when his lips reaches mine, making my head spin like crazy.

"I...I want you to fingerfuck me" I whisper against his lips. He smiles, one of his hands sinking lower, going under my pants then my panties, leaving me so excited.

"Fingerfuck you, huh?" I gasp, my hips moving over his when I feel his finger touching my wetness. "You're so wet...I could easily sink a finger in like right now-"

"-Fuck...!" I yelp, his finger indeed sinking inside me. Arching my back, he moves in and out, kissing my cheeks and lastly reaching my ear.

"You're so hot..." my hips ride his fingers, desperate for more and I get it, a second dipping inside my core while his thump is circling my clit.

"Mateo...Oh my..." he goes faster and faster, in and out, in and out. Gasps, moans and yelps escape me. My hands hold his shoulder for support and I throw my head back, enjoying this feeling.

"I need to speak to Mateo!" a familiar voice calls out behind the door. "I don't care he's busy, I need to-"

"-Sorry, Enzo, I can't" Kevin replies.

"What the hell is he doing now?" Enzo asks them and Mateo curses under his breath. We need to stop before...

"We need to stop-AH!" Mateo moves faster and deeper, making me moan louder then I wanted. "What the fuck, he could have heard us-"

"-To late" Mateo response back, a grin on his beat-up yet handsome face; he looks more dangerous somehow. "Come for me..." and I do that. Letting go, I come, moaning, not caring if someone could hear us now. Mateo takes my nipple in his mouth when I ride out my release.

"Fuck..." I rest my head against his shoulder, breathing hard for air. His hand moves out underneath me and he sucks on his fingers, humming.

"You taste so good, Butterfly..." now I scrunch my nose making him laugh. "It's the truth" he pulls me closer, kissing my lips and I taste myself; this is hot somehow. Moan against him I hear someone yell, starting us both.

"I know you two are getting close and all but Celeb just woke up" the door opens and he steps in, making me jump off the bed and grapping my shirt from the ground. "Well, hello there..." he grins like a lunatic at me, winking but I just roll my eyes, pulling the shirt over my head.

"Did you never learn how to knock?" Mateo asks irritated, giving Enzo the sink-eyes.

"Did you never learn to rest instate to fuck?" Enzo replies.

"I didn't come" Mateo replies back, winking at him now.

"I really just can't with you two..." I say, searching for my bra; where the fuck is it.

"Looking for this?" I spin to find Enzo holding my bra on one finger, grinning. "Never thought you would were a bright pink bra, do your panties match as well?" I grip it out of his hand, narrowing my eyes.

"None of your business" I say back, making both of them chuckle and I turn around, stalking over to the bathroom that's attached.

I look myself in the mirror and see that's my hair is total mess and let's not talk about the flush I have going on. Sighing, I wash my hands and then I feel nauseous; not again... I run to the toilet and throw up like I did these couples of days; why am I still in shock? The accident Saturday is over so why do I still feel like shit?

"You're alright in there?" I hear Enzo asks, opening the door. "Wow...you look..." he walks over and offers me a towel.

"Thanks" I mutter, cleaning my mouth.

"Are you alright?" he sincerely asks, a brow arched.

"Yes, just in shock I guess" I walk past him, smiling at Mateo when he stands up. "Wait let me help..." he holds his hand up.

"I'm fine, I just a little wobbly..." he takes a few steps towards me; they're nor really steady like he used to but he can walks. "Let's go to Celeb"

We all turn the corner to find Olivia, Bella and Sebastian waiting outside the room, a worried expression on their faces.

"Boss..." Sebastian says, strolling towards us. "The doctors announced that he could wake up any moment now" Mateo nods.

"When can we go inside?" He asks, looking everyone over.

"Whenever we want, Boss" Sebastian replies.

"What are we waiting for then?"

We all enter the huge room and I hear Bella gasps when she sees him and she isn't wrong; he looks terrible. Wires and medical devices surround him, a peeping sound of his heart the only noise in this room.

"Fucking hell..." Enzo mutters, his hand rubbing his chin. Mateo makes his way towards Celeb, his hands shaking so I hold it, reassuring him.

"Mmm..." Celeb whispers, moving in his bed and we all hold our breaths; I'm scared. "Where...Where am I?" he murmurs weakly, his voice is coarse, trying to sit but curses, immediately lying back. Mateo stands next to him, looking down and Celeb furrows.

"Mateo...What's going on?"

"I'll get a doctor..." Olivia says and Sebastian in behind her, also leaving the room.

"Mateo!?" Celeb coughs, little tears filling his eyes.

"You..." Mateo starts, releasing my hand and touching his. I step back, giving the space he needs and stands next to Bella, holding her in my arms. "We got into a pretty bad fight...you got injured badly, do you remember?" he thinks it over but shakes his head. "What is the last thing you remember?" Celeb thinks deep, not answering immediately.

"I was preparing to go out with friends..." Mateo looks over at me, a sad expression on his face.

"What is the date of today?"

"I think it is a few days after your birthday..." he coughs again. "Why?" Mateo sits next to him, his jaw so tight I can see the veins.

"It's 5 June, Celeb..."

"What?"

"You had a really bad concussion...you have lost your memory of the past 5 months"

"This is a joke right?" Celeb tries to laugh but we don't join him and that's his sign that this isn't a joke. "What the fuck..."

"I know Celeb..." Mateo tightens his grip on his hand. The doctor storms in the room, starting us all and starts his check up. Olivia takes my place over so I can comfort Mateo because he needs it right now more than ever.

"Everything is going to be fine" I whisper to him and he doesn't move so I wrap my arms around him, holding his warm body against mine. He hugs me back, his face plated in the crook of my neck, inhaling deep.

"Everything looks fine, Celeb, you can move everything to us surprise...You can call yourself lucky" the doctors signs some papers and nods to us. "Don't be so hard on him, he needs to rest so don't pressure him too much, his memory will come back eventually..." he looks at me and we share a knowing glance; what Celeb just experimented isn't easy...the chance that he will remember everything is very little but there is hope somewhere. "You're a psychologist, right? Emily Magetta?" he asks curiously.

"Emily El Ricci" I say back, shaking his hand. "How did you know?"

"A college told us, Ben Greenstone?"

"Does he work here?" I look up at Mateo and he nods, concentrating at Celeb who is looking at us curious.

"Yes he does, that's what I wanted to asked" he clears his throat. "We're kind of short in psychologist, if you're interested maybe you could-"

"-I know what you want to say..." I look at Celeb now. "But I don't really think that's not a good idea" the doctor nods. I really want to help Celeb but there's a rule I made up for myself and that's not being a psychologist for someone I know; it's just going to be difficult and confusing...

"Okay, just contact me if you change your mind" and he leaves us alone. Looking over at Celeb I find him staring at something...or more someone. We all follow his gaze and find him looking at Bella, his expression tight.

"Who are you?"