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The woman took his breath away. She really was perfect.
Slowly he lowered himself overtop of Grace, using his forearms to hold his body an inch or two away. He dipped his head and nuzzled her neck, licking and suckling on the skin there as he made his way along her jawline, until he was able to claim her mouth in another scorching kiss.
“I want you,” he said into her ear.
Her answer was a whimper and he smiled, moving his attention to her breasts. They were full, the dusky nipples pebbled, and she clawed at him when he circled the tips with his tongue. When he opened his mouth wide and suckled at her, she dug her nails in.
That was good. He liked a little pain with his pleasure.
He kissed and licked and suckled until she writhed beneath him, her legs around his hips, the very heat of her sliding against his cock.
“Hold on,” he said, moving lower. His breaths were ragged, his body about to explode, and yet he wanted to do more. To give more.
It was something he gave no thought to, but it sure as hell was something out of the ordinary for Matt. Sure he was about pleasing a woman, but he’d always been more about pleasing himself.
He kissed her stomach, his tongue swirling around her belly button. With both hands on her hips, holding her steady, he kissed his way down to her inner thigh, and paused, smiling up at her when she hissed and clutched at him.
“You smell amazing,” he rasped.
If it were possible, her cheeks went even darker, and he had to slide his hands down to her knees in order to keep her open to him.
“Don’t ever do that,” he said, leaning closer.
“Do what?” she managed to ask as her body surged against him.
“Close yourself off from me.”
Gently he blew on her, eyes drinking the wetness there. He blew once more and then his tongue went to work. He tasted her. All of her. He rolled his tongue over her clitoris, and then he was inside her. Kissing. Sucking. Tugging.
Matt loved her with all the skill he possessed, using his fingers, his tongue and his mouth. She trembled beneath him, her body shiny with sweat and sex, and when she sank her hands into his hair to hold him right where he wanted to be, it felt as if he’d won some kind of race.
Her body tensed and Matt growled like an animal when she came for him. She cried out and lay there trembling, but he was far from done. He moved up again, claiming her mouth once more, wanting her to taste how exquisite she was.
He kissed her tenderly and held himself above her with one hand, while the other slid underneath her butt. Lifting her a bit, mouth still attached to her as if she were his lifeline, Matt positioned himself and with a guttural cry sank into Grace.
She was so damn wet and tight and as he began to move, her legs wrapped around his and her hands clutched at his back. His eyes flew open and he stilled, just for a moment, when he found her eyes on him.
There were gold flecks around her pupils. He’d never noticed that before. They smoldered as he began to move, slowly at first, taking his time. He’d never been this connected to another human being before. Never.
His forehead fell to hers and his tempo increased. Grace matched his thrusts, her body slick and straining against him. And when he knew he couldn’t hold off any longer, he found her mouth once more, his lips on hers as he came hard.
When he was spent and weak from pleasure, Matt rolled over and brought Grace with him. He held her body with gen
tle hands and listened to her fast beating heart. He stroked her temple, and kissed away the tangled hair that stuck to her skin.
He glanced around his room, at the familiar things that he owned and it wasn’t much. He’d never been the guy to need more than a place to rest his head and a plan for each day.
This was his life. A bedroom with nothing but a few pieces of furniture, and a home that was a place to crash.
“You’re the first woman to sleep in this bed,” he said without thinking. And surprised at himself, he continued. “The first woman who’s ever been up here.”
Grace didn’t answer and maybe that was a good thing because Matt had no idea where his head was at. And for him that was a dangerous place to be. Because when Matt Hawkins strayed from the only road he’d ever known, things easily got out of hand.
And right now he was feeling too damn content. He didn’t want to ruin this moment.
So he tucked her back into his arms, settled the both of them deep into the covers and pillows, and as the sunshine crept into the room they both fell back asleep.
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