Chapter 46
CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
An elegant cream and silver card marked twenty-four, hung from the doorknob of their room. Matthew pushed the door open and ushered her inside. “Welcome.”
Rachel’s lust quietened for a brief moment as she walked into the room. “Exquisite,” she replied. There was no other word for it. Fine white curtains billowed in the sea breeze. Through the windows she caught sight of several more fabulous yachts which were moored just offshore.
“And very romantic,” he murmured. Rachel didn’t resist when Matthew came to her side and dropped a tender kiss on her lips. “We should go along with that theme. I’m thinking right now that you’d like me to romance your pussy with my tongue.” He drew back. “Or am I not reading the signs, right?”
Rachel playfully batted her eyelashes in response to his heated tease. The sexy villain knew exactly how she was feeling. They might not have been a thing for very long, but Matthew could read her body well. “The only sign you need to read, Mister Royal, is the one which says for you to strip me naked and then use me for your shameless pleasure. ”
His hands settled on the buttons at the front of her sundress, flicking them open one by one. He stopped after the fifth one and pushed the dress off her shoulders. It fell to the floor, leaving Rachel standing in the pale cream matching bra and panty set Vivian had insisted they buy at Bloomingdales.
Matthew licked his lips. “I didn’t see these in Aspen.”
“No, they were part of the New York shopping haul. Do you like them?”
A ragged breath escaped him. “Like seems such a feeble word, especially when the sight of those lace and satin panties are making me hard as a fucking rock.” As he kissed her once more, he reached down and palmed her sex. “You’re wet for me, aren’t you, sweet Rachel?”
If he had any idea just how wet she was, he wouldn’t be standing here trying to conduct a conversation. Instead, he would have her on her back and be balls deep in her heat, just the way she liked it.
Rachel rose up on her toes and whispered in Matthew’s ear, “If you pull aside the satin edge and let your fingers explore, you’ll soon find out just how needy I am.” His gruff laugh had her swallowing deep and pleading. “Please, Matt. I want you.”
“And I want you naked and beneath me, screaming my name as you come.”