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I loosened my grip, and she slowly walked further into the penthouse, deep in thought, while I stood there watching her walk away from me again.
“Francesca…” My voice trailed off, the unspoken supplication for her not to turn her back on me. On us. “Tell me… what do you want from me?”
“I…” She started, her back turned towards me, her voice coming out unstable.
For the first time ever, I felt a hole in my chest, as if someone had just ripped my heart out. I closed my eyes, shaking my head as it lay low, just waiting for her to voice out my damnation. I could feel she was going to break my heart. It rested unsettled in her hands, just waiting for her to squeeze.
Before I knew it, she was standing in front of me again, both of her hands holding my face, pulling it towards her before she spoke again. “I want you.”
She reached up and kissed me. A kiss so full of longing and care. Something I couldn’t recall ever experiencing before. It felt like I was on a rollercoaster, my heart sinking into my stomach at the free fall.
I held her tightly to me, never wanting to let her go. I took those perfect lips with mine, consuming every inch of her, holding the back of her head so this kiss could last forever. Still, I was the first one to break it.
“Is that a surrender?” I asked, smiling against her pouty mouth.
“Never!” She said, smiling back, her eyes piercing my soul, that defying glare a constant presence in her dark, alluring orbs.
I smiled wider. A smile that came from deep within my heart, warming every fiber of my being as I held this perfect woman in my arms. I pulled in, more than ready to reveal my heart to her. More than ready to bare my new-found truth in a whisper against her lips. “Don’t leave me, Mrs. Battaglia, because I’m pretty damn certain that I love you.”
Francesca
Having Matt train me was much more intense than I anticipated. I never thought he could mess with my mind that way. I knew I was forcefully trying to contradict what my body was telling me about this man. About what it wanted from him. About what it needed from him.
On the other hand, my mind told me to stay away. To guard myself against this sin that would pull me down to hell and burn me alive.
Matt was mine. He was my mind’s own brand of kryptonite. I couldn’t keep my thoughts in order with him around, never mind when he was so close I could taste him, like he was in that gym. Like he was now as he spilled his heart into those words.
I wasn’t expecting them, but my surprise and shock quickly faded into Matt’s passionate kiss. My mind was still racing a thousand miles an hour, though. Did he expect me to say them back?
“I missed these lips so much.” Matt practically purred, breaking the kiss while his forehead rested against mine, my face still in his hands. “Don’t panic. I’m not expecting you to say it back. If one day you feel the same way, you’ll find your perfect moment to tell me. Right now, I just need you to know that I do. I do love you. I’ve loved you ever since I saw you drinking whiskey at that hotel bar up north. I just don’t want to lose you.”
I kissed him again. Showing him I had nowhere else I’d rather be than here. I missed him so damn much it hurt.
“You were different when you came back.”
“I had this trapped in my chest, and I didn’t know what to do with this realization. It didn’t seem like you wanted me around.”
“I never wanted you gone.”
Matt claimed my mouth again, exploring every inch of it while his hands roamed freely down my body.
The earth-shattering effect he always had on me hit like a ton of bricks. My underwear immediately flooded in reaction to just a simple kiss. The rest of my body shivered in exhilaration as soon as I felt my back pressing against the wall.
Matt used his knee to spread my legs before he pushed his thigh against my already throbbing sex, rubbing my clit. A sharp exhale left my mouth into his at the blissful sensation, more than a week’s long craving trapping the moan in my throat. The feeling was just so damn perfect that I was left without a voice.
“Tell me what to do. Tell me what you want, Francesca.” Matt said, breaking our kiss again, deep breaths leaving his mouth. I knew that he was using the same words but asking a very different question, his leg still firmly held against my pussy.
“I…I want you, Matt. All of you.” My voice was hoarse, lined with lust and carnal need for him to consume every piece of me.
I had barely finished my last word, and he was kissing me again. Something raw and primal that was buried inside him coming afloat, taking over him as he took over me.
Suddenly, he dropped to his knees, taking my shorts and thong along with him, lifting one leg at a time to get rid of my clothes. He threw them to the middle of the hall as he held my other foot in his hands, making sure to place it further away from the one still planted on the floor, exposing me to him.
He looked up at me with hooded eyes before his lips latched onto my clit, making my whole body jolt from the indescribable sensation.
Matt devoured me on his knees, licking, biting, and sucking, drawing moans from deep within my chest as the pleasure grew. Stronger. Wilder. Uncontrolled.
Before I could reach my release, he let go. Fuck! This better not be one of those damn dreams.
