Chapter 19
19
“You’re early.”
“That was the plan,” Mateo said softly. He’d been hoping to catch her in her robe, and he had.
“I don’t have my clothes or make-up on,” she breathed out as she looked up at him.
“Let me in, Lainey.”
“Okay.” She stepped back, and he walked into her home and closed the door behind him. Lainey stepped backward. It was as if she could sense he was on the hunt, and he was.
“I th-th-thought you said the reservation was at seven.”
“I did. I got off work early and realized I was hungry.”
Her eyes got wide.
“You mean you want to?”
His smile was slow, his eyes at half-mast. “Yes, I want to. Take off the robe, Lainey.”
She looked around the room. He’d already scoped it out. Her curtains and blinds were all closed, but she still bit her lip. “Lainey, take off your robe.”
She plucked at the belt with nervous fingers.
“Now, Corazón. I need you. I need you right now.”
It seemed like hours before her robe dropped to the floor and revealed tangerine panties and bra. So pretty. He watched as her nipples tightened, and her breath bellowed in and out, like she couldn’t take in enough air.
His gaze traveled further down, and he thought about all the time he would spend there, bringing her to orgasm. Before dinner. After dinner. Before breakfast. After breakfast.
“You’re staring at me,” she whispered.
“I’m looking at what’s mine.” He couldn’t help that feeling of possession. It might not be politically correct, but the other night she’d given herself to him, and now she was his.
“Yours?” Her body was trembling.
He stepped forward until they were inches away from one another, close enough for him to tilt up her chin for a ferocious miracle of a kiss. He devoured her, his tongue claiming the molten heat of her mouth. Lainey met him, stroke for stroke, whimpering as her nails bit into his biceps, as her entire body pressed closer to his. Never had a woman matched him so well.
He reached behind her and unclasped her bra. She released him, then did a sexy little shimmy that had her bra falling to the floor. He watched in delight as her breasts were even more appealing as they swayed and danced just for him. He took one in his hand and smiled as he both felt and saw how well she fit, her softness driving him out of his mind.
“Bedroom,” she gasped.
She grabbed his hand and led him to the hall. They walked past Xena who was eating her dinner, showing no interest in them. Lainey led him to her bedroom that had a four-poster bed, and was awash in yellow, which was only fitting since she had brought sunshine into his life.
When she bent down to throw back her covers, he had time to admire the perfect globes of her generous ass. She was all-woman. Soft and curvy as she should be. Mateo tore off his t-shirt, then closed the distance between them and pulled her back to his front, keeping her bent over, until her forearms were resting on the bed.
She turned her head around to look up at him. He saw the question in her gaze.
“Matt?”
“I enjoy feeling you against me. I love everything about you. Did you know that?”
She shook her head.
He moved her hair to one side, then kissed the nape of her neck. She trembled. He licked where he had kissed, and she shivered. She continued to shiver as he made his way down her spine until he got to her tailbone. Lainey dropped down, her head, chest and arms dropping to the duvet cover as if she couldn’t hold herself up. That was when he finally knelt behind her and pulled her pretty panties down.
“Lift your leg, Corazón.”
He caressed her calf as she did what he said. When she totally stepped out of her panties, he kissed and licked one cheek of her ass, then the other. Lainey wailed his name, but he wasn’t done. He went back to the first and scraped his teeth downward, giving her a gentle love bite as he pushed her legs apart.
He did it to the other side and pushed her legs apart even further. From this angle, he could see the soft shimmer of her arousal. Everything about her at this moment was shredding his control.
It was easy; he had to. Mateo flipped her over and was rewarded with wide eyes filled with surprise, wonder, and passion. She was precious. Mateo wanted to find all the world’s treasures and lay them at her feet. Lainey pushed herself up onto her elbows as Mateo put her legs over his shoulders, and he bent to her secret flesh.
He was hungry for this. Hungry for the taste of Lainey. Not just the tangy honey and sweet spice of her, but hungry to make her soar. He delved, licked, and suckled, while listening to every exquisite sound she made. Her musical moans meant she was enjoying what he was doing, but better yet, were those high notes meaning he was doing something she especially liked. He glided his fingers inside her hot depths and crooked them so that they could brush against her g-spot while he nibbled at her clit. That was her favorite.
Mateo intended to watch her as she orgasmed. He moved his other hand upward and caught hers, tangling their fingers, and he tugged her into a sitting position.
“What?” She sounded drunk.
“Look.” He moved his gaze up and saw her eyes were glimmering, and her kiss-swollen lips had a hint of a smile. “You’re so beautiful, and I want to watch you when you come.”
“You were,” she protested.
“I want to see your expression. Stay seated. I promise a treat if you do this for me.” Her half smile turned into a big smile.
“Can you tell me what it is? Please? I hate surprises. Tell me now.”
Mateo laughed. He bent down and nipped the inside of her right thigh.
“Ow. Why did you do that?”
“I want your full attention on the matters at hand. Or don’t you like what we’re doing?”
Lainey sat up straighter and used her other hand to grab his shoulder. “I like watching. I promise. Now, give me something to watch.”
With that said, Mateo licked through the lips of her sex, stroke after stroke, with his two fingers inside her. He could feel her shudders, and she started making those sexy, high-note sounds. Mateo took her clit between his teeth, then lashed it with his tongue. Back and forth, back and?—
Lainey shrieked out his name.
He had planned to stay the night, so instead of going commando, he had on underwear, which he shoved off along with the rest of his clothes. He would have thrown them over the back of the chair, but Ms. OCD was using that to have tonight’s outfit ready to put on later. It’s a good thing she’d never see the inside of his condo. She’d run shrieking into the night, never to be heard from again.
He moved Lainey so that she was lying on the bed north to south, her head on her many yellow-and-orange-flowered pillows. He pulled out some condoms and tossed them on the nightstand, but one he took immediately and started to roll it on.
Lainey was no longer lying on her back. Now she was on her side, head propped up on her hand as she watched him perform that task.
“You find this interesting?”
“Next time can I do it?”
“It depends.”
“On what?”
“On how desperate I am to have you. And Lainey, I’m desperate. It’s been a week, and you’re all I’ve been thinking about. So, if you rolled a condom on my dick right now, I’d come right in your hands, and that’s not how I want this evening to start.”
She started to get up.
“Uh-uh. Stay right where you are.” Mateo put his knee on the bed and one arm over her body. “I’ve got you right where I want you.”
“You do?” That husky voice went straight to his cock.
“Yep, I do.” He made room for himself between her legs, and she gave him a smile of pure satisfaction.
“I think you have it all wrong. I’ve got you exactly where I want you.” She arched up and the warm heat of her core pressed against his sensitive flesh. So, this is how he was going to die. Not in the field. It was going to be on a flowered bedspread in Lainey’s arms.
“We’re going to take this slow; we’ve got all night.”
His stomach growled.
“I think I remember something about dinner reservations.” Lainey giggled.
“Okay, right now it might go a little fast, but when we come home, it will be nice and slow.”
She bit her lip, and he did what he’d been dying to do, ever since he’d first noted that habit. He kissed her mouth and sucked her lower lip into his mouth then he gently bit it.
“That’s going to be your punishment every time I see you hurting yourself by biting your lip, I’m going to bite it instead.”
“That’s not a punishment. That’s more like an inducement.” She giggled again.
“However you take it, I get to kiss you, so I’m good with it,” Mateo grinned.
When had he ever laughed with a woman in his bed before?
Never.
It was hot.
She was hot.
This moment was pure beauty.
Lost in the splendor of her sparkling eyes and the feel of her soft body beneath him, he had to have her or he would lose his mind. She reared up as he pressed down, and their lips met in an amalgamation of fire. He would never get enough from this woman. As he tasted her, sweat dripped down his back. He knew he was holding on by a thread, but it didn’t matter; the riotous pleasure that was ripping through him from just this kiss was out of this world, but as her nails scratched down his back, he knew he needed more.
He wrenched away from their kiss.
“No!” she cried.
He got up on his knees and pulled her thighs around his waist.
“Yes,” she sighed. “Oh, yes.”
He watched as he slowly penetrated her warm, soft depths, glorying in the sweet high notes of her pleasure. For a moment, just a moment, he looked up to ensure that she was feeling as much pleasure as he was. Then he was trapped. Trapped by the glow that was Lainey. As his cock plunged deeper into the heat of her body, it was as if he were magnetically pulled down to place gentle kisses along her temple, her jaw, her neck until she gripped his hair and pulled him down for a fiery kiss as his body began the primal rhythm that nobody but the two of them had ever felt before.
As she sucked his tongue deeper into her mouth, her tongue dueling with his, she arched up, clasping his hips tight, as if she never wanted him to leave her.
For a brief second, they broke away from their kiss for air, and they cried one another’s names, trying to invoke all the adoration and maybe even love they were feeling for one another.
“Dios mío, corazón mio, eres perfecto.”
“God, Matt, you’re perfect.”
Mateo, my name is Mateo!
But even that discordant thought could not stop his feeling of pleasure beyond measure as he continued to move in ways that continued to bring Lainey to higher and higher peaks. Her cries became undecipherable, but Mateo didn’t care. All he knew was that at any moment they were going to reach the sun together.
Every muscle in her body clamped around him.
“Yes!” she screeched.
Mateo was lost as they shot into the sun.