Chapter 9 #2
“Are you allergic to latex or anything?” he asked.
“No,” I exhaled. “Whatever you have should work.”
“Perfect.” He ripped the packet open and rolled the condom over the thick head of his cock. I licked my lips, thinking about having him in my mouth as he rolled it down the length of him, then joined me on the bed.
A moan left me as his hands slid up my legs. He kissed me, settling his narrow hips between my thighs. I gasped as his plush lips trailed down my neck and over my chest. He tugged my bra strap to the side, drawing another whimper from me.
“I’ve been dreaming of this,” he mumbled as he reached around and unclasped my bra.
It snapped open. I arched against him as he pulled it away slowly, his breath catching once he saw my breasts.
His murmurs of praise were lost as he kissed my skin, every touch igniting need.
My nails dug into his shoulders as he pulled my nipple into his mouth, sucking and gently biting.
I bucked under him, gasping as pleasure rolled across my body.
“Matthew,” I gasped.
He moved over to my other nipple and I whimpered as he sucked. I reached for my panties and slid the crimson lace down. Matthew drew back, breathless as he watched me slide them off. He immediately kissed my stomach all the way down to my pussy, pushing my thighs apart.
“Fuck,” he mumbled. “Can I taste you?”
“Yes,” I said immediately.
His tongue flicked over my clit and I stifled my cry. He groaned against my pussy as he buried his face there, his tongue circling me until I was a panting, begging mess. Two fingers brushed my entrance and I nodded eagerly, whining.
“Please,” I moaned. “Please. I need you inside me.”
He eased two fingers inside my slick heat and my walls squeezed him, my hips rocking as I took him deeper. His tongue dragged over my clit, shockwaves erupting as he edged me closer to coming.
“Matthew.”
He hummed against my pussy, his eyes flicking up to me. “I like hearing you say my name that way.”
His name was the only word I could even say. Pleasure rushed through me as my head fell back against the bed. He pushed my thighs back, his fingers thrusting into me harder and faster, hitting the perfect spot.
“I’m going to come,” I whimpered. “Matthew.”
“Come for me, princess.”
I shook as my orgasm took hold. I unraveled under his touch, giving into the tide of pleasure. He growled as his fingers kept moving in and out, going until I was completely melted beneath him. He gently eased them out and brought them to his mouth, sucking my essence off them.
I drew his mouth to mine, closing my hand around his cock as he kissed me. He grunted, his hips thrusting up, filling my grip. “You’re perfect,” he said. “I’ve wanted you for so long, Evie.”
“Oh god, please,” I whispered against his mouth. “I want you inside me so bad. I need you.”
His fingers tangled with my hair and he kissed me hard once more before sitting back, guiding the head of his cock against me. I reached for him as he shifted forward, hovering over me.
“You ready?” he murmured.
I nodded. He pressed his forehead against mine as we looked down between our bodies.
I gasped as he slowly spread me, stretching me wide as his cock filled me inch by inch.
My nails dragged across his shoulders as I took him, my eyes squeezing shut.
Holy fuck. He felt so fucking good. He took his time, letting me adjust to him, easing his cock into me until finally, he was completely sheathed.
I peppered kisses along his jaw and neck. We groaned together as he pulled his cock back, then pumped into me again. We settled into a heavenly rhythm, his thrusts filling me to the hilt every single time.
I moaned in his ear, holding onto him as he fucked me. Another wave of pleasure tore through me as his pace started to quicken.
“Your moaning in my ear is doing things to me, princess,” he growled.
I tightened my arms around him as I took his cock even deeper, my legs winding around his waist. My voice echoed through the room as we moved together, my stomach coiling with pleasure. Every muscle tightened, winding up as he drove me to the edge again.
“Evie.”
His arms wrapped around me and I squeaked as he suddenly pulled out and flipped me over. He grabbed my hips and shoved his cock inside me again. I buried my face against the blankets, crying out his name over and over.
Matthew squeezed my hips. “I’m so close—fuck.”
Our bodies slapped together as he drove into me harder. He gave a few more thrusts until he went still. I pushed my hips back, panting as he came, filling the condom.
He leaned forward, catching his breath as he kissed my shoulder. I smiled as I melted into the blankets. Our breaths synced and he hummed against me.
“That was amazing,” I whispered.
“It was.” Another kiss. “I want more.”
“Already? I need water if we’re doing that again.”
“I’ll get you all the water you want. Proud of you for drinking some.” Another kiss. “You need water to have stronger orgasms, you know.”
“Lies,” I teased. “You can’t taunt me into drinking more water with such promises.”
“I’m absolutely certain I can.”
I grinned as he slowly eased out of me. He pulled his condom off and disposed of it, then joined me back in bed with a glass of water in his hand.
Reluctantly, I took a sip, then wrinkled my nose and drank more when he gave me a flat look. Wordlessly, I handed it back to him, then scoffed.
“You can’t make me drink water then not have any yourself,” I said.
He wrestled me back down into the blankets, our heads landing on the pillows. “I can,” he said. “Can and will.”
“Diabolical.”
He chuckled and pushed my hair out of my face, kissing the tip of my nose. “Stay. Have more sex with me. Sleep in my arms. In my bed. I’ll make you breakfast in the morning.”
I didn't even need a second to think. “Only if you insist.”
“I do,” he chuckled softly.
“Okay.” I smiled against his chest. “I’ll stay.”