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“Are you going to punish me if I’m late?” A wickedly sexy grin stretched across his mouth, and she blushed as her mind conjured up the various ways she could punish Matt. Her favorite was the image of tying Matt’s wrists to the bedpost while she tasted and explored every inch of his skin. Ooh, maybe he’d brought his handcuffs with him . . .
“Don’t tempt me, officer.”
“Actually, it’s detective. Or, at least, it will be soon.”
“Is that why you’re moving to Seattle?” At the mention of Seattle, the lightness of the moment shifted, giving way to something much more sober.
He nodded, shoved his hands in his pockets and pushed open the door of the stairwell with his shoulder, a swath of light slicing across her feet. She mulled things over as she slowly descended the stairs, her hand skimming over the metal railing.
It didn’t matter how well things went tonight. There was nothing she could do or say to try to convince him to stay. He was moving for a job. She couldn’t ask him to give that up for . . . what, exactly? She didn’t even know. And for a long-distance relationship to work, there had to be a foundation to build on. She’d known him for less than eight hours. That wasn’t a foundation. That wasn’t even a blueprint. She shook her head and forced herself to smile, reminding herself that there wasn’t time to feel sad. Hell, there was barely even time to think. She was going to enjoy this. She’d start playing it safe tomorrow. That wouldn’t count as breaking her resolution, would it? At the memory of Matt’s mouth on hers, she couldn’t bring herself to care. She had a feeling her crappy sex streak was about to end, because if the connection she felt with him translated as she hoped it would between the sheets, she was in for one hell of a night.
* * *
Matt’s pulse throbbed in his neck as he knocked on Ellie’s door, holding his breath as he waited for her to answer. He felt keyed up, tense, like he was going to burst out of his own skin. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d wanted a woman the way he wanted Ellie right now. Wanted her and needed her. Clenching his jaw, he shoved down the bittersweet current sweeping through him.
She flung open the door so hard, she almost stumbled forward. Some of the pink had faded from her cheeks, and she chewed on her bottom lip as she stared at him. “Did you find them?” she asked.
Smiling, he stepped into the room, and as the door latched closed behind him, pulled the strip of condoms he’d taken from Luke’s shaving kit out of his pocket.
Ellie’s eyes widened. “Do you . . .” She swallowed and licked her lips. “Do you think we’ll need all of those?”
“God, I hope so.”
Her eyes locked on his, and for a heartbeat, they just stared. And then it was like something snapped, and they were kissing again, a current of urgency arcing between them. He slid his tie free of his collar and yanked his shirt out of his pants as Ellie’s fingers began working on the top buttons. Eager to feel his skin against hers, he unfastened the buttons starting from the bottom, meeting her hands somewhere around his sternum. He shrugged out of the shirt and let it fall to the floor before circling his hands around her ribcage and finding the zipper at the back of her dress. Tugging on the pull, he eased the zipper down, and before he’d even reached the bottom, she broke the kiss so she could push the straps over her shoulders. Clearly, she was as eager for this as he was.
But then she stopped, going very still as her eyes raked over his chest. “Oh, wow.” Her voice came out as a breathy whisper as she reached out a hand, skimming her fingers over his right arm and the nature-themed sleeve tattoo that started with the sun on his shoulder and flowed down into mountains with a stream running through them, and ended in a row of pure, black pines around his forearm. “Oh, Matt. This is . . .” Her hands moved to the intricately detailed compass over his heart. “So gorgeous. I wasn’t expecting this.” She traced her fingers over his bare back and the oak tree on his shoulder blade.
“Because I’m a cop?” He wasn’t offended or surprised. This wasn’t the first time he’d had this reaction to his ink.
“Well, I . . . yeah. I guess so. Do they have a meaning?”
He reached out and skimmed a hand over her neck and down to her collarbone before easing her dress down until it was a puddle of fabric at her feet. “I’ll tell you after.”
“Right. The sex.”
“Unless you’ve changed your mind.” He wouldn’t blame her if she had, considering all he had to offer her was tonight.
“I feel like you keep expecting me to.” Before he could respond, she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, and her mouthwatering breasts spilled free. Taking one of his hands in hers, she laid his palm against her hardened nipple. “I’m not changing my mind. Matt, I want this. I want you. For as long as I can have you.”
His heart caught in his throat at her words. “I want that too.” He kissed her again and caressed his hands over her breasts, teasing his knuckles over her nipples before sliding his hands down over her stomach, then to her round, incredibly sexy ass. Cupping her cheeks, he lifted her against him, and her legs wound around his waist. He walked them to the bed, and he groaned as she writhed against him. He could feel the heat emanating from between her legs against his stomach, and the need to bury himself inside her almost overwhelmed him. They crashed down onto the bed together, a tangle of flesh and limbs, mouths still tasting and exploring. Each time the kiss broke, something hitched in his chest, and he instantly missed the contact, the connection with her.
And how do you think it’s going to feel tomorrow, when you leave after spending the night making love to her?
But even that somber thought wasn’t enough to stop him. He swatted it away, not wanting to think. He closed his mouth over one of her nipples, and she moaned softly, arching her back up off the mattress.
“Sensitive?” he asked, scraping his teeth as lightly as he could over her tight, hard nipple.
She whimpered and nodded. “Very.” Her voice came out as a squeak, and he smiled against her skin.
“Oh, Ellie. Sweetheart.” He sucked her nipple back into his mouth, swirling his tongue over it and thanking the universe for the gift she was giving him. He brought his hands up to cup her breasts, squeezing them together and kissing, sucking, licking, and biting her delicious flesh until she was panting, moaning out his name. He could’ve done just that all night. Her breasts were gorgeous, full and firm with lovely dark-pink nipples, and her sensitivity was so fucking hot. And the noises purring from her were incredible. Especially when she moaned out his name, her voice trembling slightly. Especially that.
Keeping his face buried in her generous breasts, he slipped a hand down, tracing the outline of her ribs, the dip of her waist, the swell of her hip before cupping his hand between her legs. He sucked in a breath at the heat he found there, and he pushed the fabric of her panties aside. His eyes caught hers as he teased a finger along her lips, swollen and wet and so incredibly warm.
“Oh, God,” he whispered, slowly sliding one finger into her. “You’re so turned on.”
She nodded, her eyes fluttering closed when he brushed his thumb over her clit. “You make me feel good,” she breathed, and in that moment, he wanted to make her feel as good as possible for as long as possible. He slipped another finger inside her and circled his thumb over her clit. Her hips writhed, and a bolt of satisfaction shot through him when her legs fell open. He teased his fingers in and out, pressing his face into her sweet-smelling neck and savoring every damn thing about her. The warmth of her skin against his. Her scent. The sounds she was making, moaning and purring. The wet heat of her against his hand. How completely perfect she felt underneath him. An arrow of regret sliced through him at the thought that he only had tonight to explore her.
He brought his mouth to hers, wanting to taste her again, once again pushing away the hint of melancholy teasing at the edges of his awareness. The only thing he wanted to be aware of right now was Ellie. Beautiful, amazing Ellie. His Ellie.
