Page 162 of Her Defiant Warrior

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.