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I gazed at him, wordlessly pleading with him to kiss me. He crooked a finger under my chin, leaned forward, and lightly, gently brushed his lips across mine. I sighed, closed my eyes, leaned into him, laid my palms on his chest. My heart thudded, the pressure of his lips warm and insistent. I opened my lips for him, delighted when he deepened the kiss, moving his hands down my back to my waist, pulling me closer against him. My blood singing, I slid my arms around his neck.
The feel of his tongue sliding across mine set me on fire, and I pressed myself even more closely to him, kissing him more urgently as my need for him grew. He responded in kind, pushing me back against the counter, trapping me with his body, kissing me hungrily as he ran his hands along the waistband of my sweater.
Images from my dream flashed through my mind, making me want him even more. I wanted to feel his hands all over me, but I didn’t know how to say it. Didn’t know how to ask for it. Sliding my hands down his back to his hips, I pulled him closer, grinding myself against him, getting a thrill at the feeling of his hard cock pressed against me.
He pulled away to trace fiery kisses along my jaw and down my neck to my chest. Reaching up, he lowered the zip of my hoodie so he could kiss the swell of my breasts. Then he raised his head, looking at me steadily while he lay his palm flat over my pounding heart. Keeping my eyes on his, I lowered the zipper all the way, my heart beating faster when his eyes grew darker and he covered my breast with his hand while he claimed my lips in another scorching kiss. I shrugged out of the sweater, moaning as I felt Matt’s hands wandering over my bare skin. I grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up so I could do the same. He raised his arms long enough for me to get his shirt all the way off, then I was trailing my fingertips over his chest, across his abs, delighting in the feel of the rippling muscle under my hand. Sliding my hands up again, over his chest, his shoulders, I buried my fingers in his hair and pulled his head down so I could kiss him again, tangling my tongue with his. It was hot, and wet, and perfect.
In the back of my mind, I was dimly aware of him undoing my bra and I shifted so that he could take it off without breaking the kiss. The feel of his rough, calloused palms on my bare breasts drove me wild, and when he flicked my taut nipples with his thumbs, I moaned again.
“Christ, Zara,” he growled. Knowing that he was feeling everything that I was, that he was just as turned on as I was, had fresh heat surging through me. Wrapping one arm around my waist, he pulled me close, kissing me feverishly as his other hand moved between us to the button of my jeans.
“Yes?”
“Oh God, yes.”
I dug my fingers into his shoulders when he flicked the button open and pushed his hand inside. Just like my dream, his fingers found my slick, wet heat, gliding over my clit in a soft caress, making me shiver. He kissed me as he increased the pressure of his hand and I felt the heat building, knowing I could easily come in the next few seconds if I didn’t stop him.
“Wait,” I whispered. He removed his hand instantly, but before he could pull away entirely, I reached for his belt buckle.
“What are you doing?”
“I want more than your fingers,” I panted, undoing the belt, then his pants.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes…if you do too?” I asked, suddenly unsure. He nodded eagerly, lowering his head to kiss me again, his breathing turning ragged when I ran my hand down his length, then back up.
“I don’t have any protection,” he murmured against my lips.
“It’s okay, I’m on the pill,” I replied breathlessly. That was all the encouragement he needed. Kissing me deeply, hungrily, he shoved my jeans down, pressing me back against the counter, the urgency of his movements inflaming me. Gripping my hips, he pushed his cock into me and I gasped as he filled me in one smooth motion. “Yes,” I panted when he pulled out, then pushed back in. Wrapping one arm around his neck, I held onto the edge of the counter with my other hand, bracing myself. Heat pulsed through me at the point where our bodies joined. I’d never felt anything like it and as the pleasure built, I let go, riding the wave as Matt pushed me higher and higher. Then the wave crested and broke, and I cried out as my body jerked in climax, holding onto him while his did the same.
When it was over, he wrapped his arms around me and I took a deep, shuddering breath, dropping my head to his chest as he stroked my back, while my pounding heart slowly returned to normal. Without looking at him, I pulled away, suddenly acutely self-conscious as I put my clothes back on. I’d never done anything like that before and wasn’t sure how to process it. It didn’t help that Matt hadn’t said anything yet. Was he judging me now? Was he going to quit the job? Just as my thoughts started spiraling, I turned to leave the guest house.
“Zara.” Matt’s voice was gentle as he reached out to stop me before I got to the door. Turning back to glance at him, I worried that I’d find condemnation in his gaze, but I saw nothing but concern for me. “Are you okay?”
Was I? “Um, I think so. It’s just that I’ve never…like that…and you might…and…” Unable to go on, I blew out a breath.
“I might what?”
“Judge me.”
“I don’t.” He ran his finger down my cheek. “Zara, of course I don’t.” Looking into his eyes, the fear washed away. I smiled. He smiled back, pulling me into his arms and just holding me. Like he knew it was exactly what I needed. “No regrets?”
Leaning back to look at him, I shook my head slowly. ‘None at all.”
“Great,” he said, kissing me on the forehead before pushing me away. “Because we’ve got a ton of boxes to unpack.”
And just like that, with no fuss or drama, Matt had put me back on solid ground. I smiled to myself as I went to finish unpacking.
CHAPTER13
Zara
As I climbed the stepladder to pull the heavy curtains off the rod, I still hadn’t made up my mind about telling Ally about me and Matt in the kitchen of the guest house, where he’d given me the most amazing orgasm of my life. How he’d been so sweet and perfect afterward, but then, how we’d worked side by side sorting out the kitchen without once mentioning the hot sex we’d just had. Did he expect it to happen again? Did he want it to? DidIwant it to? It was all just too confusing. And because I was so mixed up about it, I hadn’t brought it up with Ally. Because knowing Ally, she’d be super excited and tell me in no uncertain terms to go for it again. Get in all the sex that I could before I left town.
Dragging the curtain across the rod, a sudden cloud of dust billowed, making me sneeze.
“Bless you.”
