Ms Gerard {K.M.}

chapter 20

Flashback; before Francis and Samia's reunion

"And that's the reason why we could be entering a period of deflation if we continue this way, which in my opinion..."

Oh, Gosh. Was Klaus mad at me for any reason? This dinner was literally a torture.

He insisted that it was a good idea to have a formal dinner with some of the most important people of the government. Something about "Show them we're humans too", which wasn't a bad idea at all, but I prefer his other kind of parties, the ones that were fun. Or maybe I would have picked a different seat, a table with fewer people talking about the economy. The rest of the family bailed and Klaus said he needed someone by his side during this dinner... so I came along.

I steal a glance at him, sitting by my side, faking interest in the chat i was being part of. My boyfriend is always good in keeping the appearances, of course, He looked so handsome in the suit he was wearing for this meeting. I couldn't help myself; i let my eyes wander free through it, watching how the fabric contrasted with his skin and how incredibly hot he looked tonight. Klaus felt your gaze fixed on him and he turned to me to give me a flirtatious smile and a wink.

I smiled back suppressing a giggle and lowered your eyes shyly before I started cutting the food on my plate.

It was odd the different things I felt for Klaus, how I still felt the same attraction as the first day I saw him even after months of dating. But at the same time, most of the feelings have been growing stronger and others were disappearing. For example, I was so intimidated the first time I saw him and now I can't find a single reason to feel that way. I feel safe with him, content.

I jumped slightly when I felt his hand being placed right up my knee, his fingers lightly touching my inner thigh and getting under my formal dress.

Of course, the original seating design had more space between each person but I was the one that changed a little the setting of the flatware before people came in. That was the reason Klaus and I got to be closer and the other guests of our table a little more separated.

I glared at him before I tried to change the subject of the conversation, a warning that of course, he ignored. His hand started to caress my leg stroking it lightly, making me squirm a little on the chair.

"Stop it, someone is going to notice" I mumbled under my breath scared that someone could hear me. But the only supernatural here was Klaus, if he wasn't, he wouldn't have heard it either but fortunately, he could. He just happened to be an asshole sometimes.

I mentally cursed him when I felt how his fingers brushed my panties.

"Do you really want me to stop, sweetheart? Isn't this one of your fantasies?" One of his fingers started toying with my underwear, making a path that made me contain a moan.

"You're dripping wet. I don't think you really want me to end this, do you?"

My teeth sank into my lip and my eyes opened widely to his insinuation. No doubt that that had made me wetter. I tried to think about the proposition itself ignoring the fact that he was aware he was making things harder and harder for me with every movement. Was this the right time to do this? Do I really care if this was not the right time?

No one in the table was paying attention to either of us and I seriously doubted they were going to notice. Apparently, money was more interesting and I couldn't be more grateful for that. I stole a quick glance around but people in other tables weren't looking at you either.

"No"

"What, love?"

"Don't stop, please"

"Like I thought"

Klaus's hand moved my underwear to the side and his fingers started lightly touching me from one side to the other. His fingertips slowly circling my clit. I almost forgot how to breathe and had to work really hard to focus on the food on my plate and not the fingers in my pussy.

"You love this, don't you? My naughty girl. You love how they don't have a clue of what's happening under the tablecloth. I love it too. I can feel how wet you are for me, how warm." One of his fingers slipped into me and I let out a heavy breath that was a mix of a moan. He grinned.

"I need you to be very quiet now" he continued whispering, "can you do that for me? Can you be a very good girl for me tonight?"

I grabbed the water from the table and took a big drink from it trying to low the heat I was feeling. But I was completely aware that I'm blushing and you probably the same red as Natasha, a Governer's wife's, hair color. I was dying. Klaus was trying to kill me. And it felt awesome.

Taking a deep breath, I turned to face my boyfriend again. Klaus's eyes hadn't left my face for a minute. He was looking at me with a playful expression mixed with lust and adoration. It mirrored exactly how I was looking at him right now.

I nodded remembering that he had asked me a question and he started moving his finger again, in and out, in an out. His thumb started toying softly with my clit. He was in no hurry. Actually, he was having a great time, I could tell.

I know he loves to watch my reaction to his words; how my eyes would 'open wide shining with contained lust'.

I was getting more aroused with every passing moment; i heard him growl when I clenched my walls, squishing the finger that he had inside me, my nipples were already hardening even when he didn't give them any kind of attention, I could see his eyes staring at them.

"That's my girl" he whispered adding another finger, making me moan

"So good. You gotta be quiet baby, or I'll have to stop cause we can't have them figuring out, can we?"

I pressed my lips together suppressing a moan. His fingers start going deeper in me, faster. I let the silverware carefully on the table and one of my hands goes to him, grabbing onto it for him to keep moving. My eyes pleading him for more.

And he complied. His fingers started thrusting deeper and his thumb started rubbing faster.

"Do that thing." I whisper, he smirks and complies. His fingers go at a pace no human ever could, my eyes roll back and I shut them to not seem suspicious.

The pleasure was too much. Too good.
I was getting closer to my orgasm, I could feel it, my legs started to shake and I closed my eyes and let out a heavy breath. Klaus kept touching for a few seconds and I opened my eyes to see the bored people completely indifferent to the fact Klaus Mikaelson just finger fucked me under the table and was now licking his fingers clean.

A/n Klaus and Samia smut is my favourite thing to write. God forgive me.

More smut? I vote Yes.

Tell me what you think about this chapter, dont be afraid to be dirty minded hahaha!