disappeared,
stolen along with her breath, as the shudders of pleasure overtook
her body. On and on, the ecstasy overpowered, so complete it was
like nothing she’d ever experienced. And when, finally, she calmed,
there was a feeling of both satisfaction and need. The wait for
fulfillment she could not bear. But thankfully, her silent cry was
fulfilled.
Solved when Matt slid his
cock between her legs.
* * * * *
Tantalizing.
Lauren was that and so
much more. Somehow, Matt managed to undress and grab a condom out
of his wallet and made fast work of rolling it over his pulsing
body. His hands settled on the curve of her perfect ass. The other
guided his cock along her silky, wet body. If only he could feel
her fully. He hated condoms, yet understood the necessity. His
pulse beat at triple time as he slid along her flesh and watched
her hips rotate from side to side. Stroking him as if she was a
kitten. Purring with acceptance. And he wondered if she could
possibly want his cock inside her as much as he wanted it there.
Was her need as great as his was?
With a hard thrust, he
sunk deep inside her body. His hand slid to her stomach to both
hold her up and lift her against his hips. The moment he hit her
core, they both gasped. For long moments, he stilled, buried deep
in the sweet depths of their joining.
And then, wildness
unleashed. He drew back and then lunged again. Lust clawed at him
like a living, breathing thing. The price of pleasing her, of
holding back, now had to be paid. Over and over, his cock pounded
into her. A rhythm, hard and fast, formed. Animalistic. Potent.
Lauren moaned and cried out, pushing her hips against his. Wanting.
Needing. Taking. And then, he hit the point of absoluteness. He
shuddered with a release that touched each and every nerve ending
in his body.
When, finally, he
stilled, his legs were weak forcing him to withdraw from the
completeness of their connection. But, this was only the beginning.
There was much more to come. Picking her up, he carried her to his
bedroom. Her head rested on his shoulder. God, she was so sweet.
Holding her felt right. Matt couldn’t remember the last time he’d
had a woman in his room. Years, for sure. Back before he got smart
enough to avoid personal entanglement. In the back of his mind, he
warned himself about his actions. He didn’t have time for a
relationship. Nor did he need a woman who wanted him for his money.
Most, in his experience, did.
Yet, as he laid Lauren on
top of his bed, he had the oddest feeling of perfection.
As if it was a moment
that simply belonged to the two of them. Leaning over her, he
brushed a wayward strand of hair from her eyes. “I’ll be right
back.”
She nodded and smiled.
Matt walked toward the bathroom to clean up. His mind and body were
reeling from Lauren’s impact. She was the first woman he could ever
remember wanting with such…possessiveness? Hell, part of him was
afraid to leave her alone for fear she’d dart. It was a strange
feeling. One he didn’t understand and wasn’t sure he wanted
to.
Later, he thought as he
shut the bathroom door. Later. Enjoy her now. Think
tomorrow.
Chapter Six
A nice, tight
ass.
The bathroom light gave
her a short, but quite delicious, view of Matt’s backside. He was
scrumptious. Complete male perfection. And all hers if only for a
night. It amazed Lauren how comfortable she was lying on his bed,
naked…and, well, naked. Normally, she’d feel a lot shyer. But,
then, something told her if Matt came back and she was hiding he’d
order her to behave. She sort of liked his tough act. Perhaps,
because she already got the feel that control could be hers if she
wanted it. And, the power he embraced was something she had enabled
him with.
He hadn’t taken it. She’d
allowed him to have it.
Letting her gaze drift
around the room, she was thankful for the full moon outside the
large double panel windows. Even in the shadows, the room had a
strong, masculine feel to it.
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