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I really didn’t think I could say no to this level of lust. His mouth left mine, traveling down the column of my throat, his tongue flicking against my skin, and I felt the warm tingle in my womanly areas. Another moan escaped me, and I heard the rough sound of his aroused voice as he laughed softly against my throat.
Pulling his head back, he looked into my eyes. “We should stop, I don’t want it to be like this…I don’t want…” with a groan, he was on me again.
With a half moan, I whispered, “Damn it, you’re right, but god help me, I don’t want to stop.”
Apparently, it was all the encouragement he needed, because he reached behind me, grabbed my ass, and hoisted me up around his hips. Left with no choice, I wrapped my legs around his thighs, and grabbed hold of his shoulders as he ground himself into me against the door. My dress had hiked up around my waist, displaying the black lace thong I was wearing, and he stared at it, at my legs, and then at my face. His eyes were smoldering, and I sucked in a gasp, so turned on by the need I read there.
With a growl, Mathis turned and carried me to the bed, a huge, luxurious looking king-sized bed. Plopping me onto my back, he started to sink down, and I had a moment of panic as I watched his head going lower and lower. He wasn’t going to do what I thought he was…surely…ohh! Oh yes, he was. “Mathis…uh…I…”
I didn’t know what to say or what to do. I’d never had a guy do that to me before, and although I’d heard details from Samantha, I didn’t have first-hand experience. He lifted his face, hearing the hesitation in my voice, and then he grinned. “Damn, your sexy.”
I released a small laugh that was part surprise, and part arousal. Mathis’s head disappeared and an instant later, I cried out in surprise, and not in a bad way. Sensations were rocking my body, my hands balling into fists in the blanket, and my mind had fled. His tongue was circling me, and I gasped, my back arching. All I could think was oh my god oh my god. I had never felt anything so delightful, anything so amazing. An orgasm rocked through me in pounding waves, and I moaned heavily.
His head reappeared, and he had this grin on his face, as though he’d just eaten the last of the pie, and I couldn’t help laughing. I could feel his arousal through his jeans, and I reached down, trying to free him of the confining clothes. At the same time, he yanked the dress up and over my head, my breasts bouncing with the pull of the fabric. He unhooked my strapless bra, and then he stared down at me. I was nervous as hell, still fumbling with his pants, afraid of what he thought of my breasts, of my entire body. When I freed the damn buttons of his jeans and tugged the zipper down, I risked a glance.
He was staring at my boobs with an expression of unconcealed awe, and I felt my lust rise another notch. I wasn’t small, I wore a D cup, but I’d always been a little self-conscious about my breasts. Any doubt that he might like them vanished when his hands pressed against them, the roughness of his palms causing sensations to rock through me and a small moan to escape my mouth. With his jeans open, I shoved them down, grabbing his boxers on the way, and then it was my turn to stare. He was fully engorged, throbbing, and huge. Everything about this man was so breathtakingly sexy, it almost hurt to look at him. His muscled thighs were flexed, his chiseled chest nearly quivering.
Mathis shoved me back, and in an instant, we were once again locked in one of those world shattering kisses, our naked bodies pressed together. When he finally moved above me, I was trembling with need and excitement. His muscles flexed, and I had the feeling it was with exertion at holding himself back. There was no analysis of the situation, just bliss, lust and fiery passion. When he entered me, I cried out in pleasure, and as he pressed into me harder and harder, his moans rising with my own, I felt something in me shatter. Orgasms rocked through me, and I bit down on my lip because I thought I was going to die of ecstasy.
I felt the warmth of sunlight filter down on me, and I inhaled deeply, feeling sedate and content. My body felt a little sore, but that thought didn’t penetrate the haze of my dreamy thoughts. The deep male voice which whispered good morning in my ear, however, did.
My head jerked up, and I glanced around sleepily. Blinking, I took in the tousled blankets all over the room, the pile of clothes, and the pillows laying haphazardly. Then, the fog cleared, and I remembered-in vivid detail-the night of life altering sex I’d had with Mathis. I could feel the blush heat my skin, and I found those mesmerizing golden topaz eyes peering at me. He was grinning down at me.
“Good morning beautiful.” His face was clean, and his hair brushed and styled. I realized he was fully dressed, while I was blissfully naked as the day I’d been born.
“Hey…” I sounded lame, but I didn’t have much to say right then. I smiled sheepishly at him. “Your already dressed.”
“Yeah, I don’t want to rush you, but I’ve got that meeting with my uncles attorney. Then I’ve got to catch my flight home.” There was remorse in his eyes, and I hoped it wasn’t about sleeping with me.
Pushing myself up, I watched his eyes trail down my body, and I knew immediately that wasn’t the cause. He lifted a hand, brushing my hair away from my face.
“Last night was amazing Callie, but now I realize we were a little foolish. We didn’t use protection, and I feel like an idiot for letting that happen.”
I blinked, moving away to gather my clothes. “It was a little irresponsible, but I’m on the pill and I don’t have any std’s.”
When I glanced at him, he seemed surprised. “I didn’t think you would have any std’s, but I’m glad you’re on the pill. Still, I want to give you my number. Just in case. If anything does happen, please call me, okay?”
I swallowed. He wanted to give me his number in case I was pregnant…but if we’d used condoms would he still want to? I tried to shake off the thought. Last night, when I had allowed this to continue, I had known he was leaving, and that the likelihood of seeing him again was slim, I just hadn’t been prepared for the intensity, the amazingness of the sex with him. Now, in its wake, I was kicking myself because I knew I was never going to find a man that lived up to him, and to last night.
Once I was dressed, Mathis walked me downstairs, a bag thrown over his shoulder. I waited as he checked out, then walked with him into the brightness of the morning. He pulled me up to him, and kissed me, deeply. When he pulled back, he held my gaze for a long time. “I wish this was different. I wish I’d found you back at home, not hundreds of miles away. I wish we had more time together.” He tucked a paper into my hand and kissed me on the forehead. “Goodbye Callie.”
I watched him fold his big frame into the back seat of a cab, and I sighed. Why did I feel like I was losing half of my soul? This was ridiculous. I was a grown woman. I had slept with men before, and I’d watched them walk away before. I would be fine. As his cab drove away, I looked down at the hotel paper in my hand. His name, phone number and even address were written in beautiful penmanship across it. My heart sank. It was just in case I was pregnant, which I knew was a low probability. Still, I felt the stab of disappointment that he hadn’t asked me to call him even if I wasn’t pregnant. Turning, I headed home, my heart heavy with loneliness already.
5
“Oh my, oh my…that sounds…just…wow.” Samantha, my best friend since fourth grade, sighed breathily into the other end of the phone line.
Laughing, I released my own breath, but for entirely different reasons. “Yeah, it was. It’s just, now I feel kind of dumb. I mean, I’ve never done that kind of thing before, the whole sleeping with a guy I just met, on our first date, and without a condom…geez, it’s like a triple negative.”
Samantha giggled. “Or a triple positive. Come on Calamity. You’ve always been such a goody goody. It’s about time you had a wild night of unaccountable sex with a guy you’re not likely to see again. Live a little.”
If only it were that simple. I didn’t tell her that in the week that had passed since watching his cab drive away, I couldn’t stop thinking of Mathis. I didn’t tell her because I didn’t have to. You called them a BFF for a reason.
“Oh no, oh god…don’t tell me, you’re wallowing away for him aren’t you, Callie?” her voice was tinged with sadness.
“Sure the hell am, Sammy. I mean, how the heck do you get over totally dreamy, sexy cowboy and wild sex?”
Sammy sighed loudly. “Gosh, I guess you don’t. Maybe you just have to call the guy, Callie, tell him you can’t live without the blow your mind sex.”
