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“Lay down,” he said, releasing her.
She did as he asked, settling on her back until he shook his head.
“Turn away from me,” he commanded.
“Why?”
Matt lifted one brow. “Because I told you to.”
Normal, everyday Liza would cut someone down to size for that comment, but instead she had to squeeze her legs together, trying to ignore the way her panties were suddenly damp.
She turned her back to him, facing the side wall, startling when Matt’s arm snuck around her waist so that he could spoon her.
“Are you doing an impersonation of a seat belt?” she teased, loving the pure strength in his arm. Matt was well-built, muscular, powerful. And that power didn't just end in the physical realm. It was as if it was woven into every fiber of his being.
“Yes. Unless you prefer I tie your hands to the headboard.”
Dammit, Matt had countered every single one of her jokes today with those steamy innuendoes that sent her mind straight to the gutter.
She was just about to take him up on his offer of bondage, but he spoke first.
“Go to sleep, Liza.”
She sighed, grateful he couldn’t see her face. It would give her time to wipe the pout off it without him noticing.
Matt’s grip tightened around her; their bodies connected from shoulders to feet as he molded his position to match hers, right down to her bent knees. It was hard to ignore the fact her ass was perfectly cupped by his crotch and upper thighs. It was equally hard to ignore his very erect cock nestled beneath his boxer briefs.
Sleep was not going to come easily again.
She didn’t want it to.
Matt was interested in expanding on their sexual experiences. Practicality suggested that she take the time he was offering and think about what she wanted from an affair with Matt.
Marriage and love were off the table, and in a lot of ways, that made Liza’s decision much simpler. The two of them shared a physical chemistry, one so strong she thought she’d go mad from it. If they limited this thing between them to just sex…it would make things easier.
No messy emotions. No feuding relatives. No past to hash out.
Liza had pretty much dated every single man between the ages of twenty and forty over the past decade, so she had enough data to know that if she wanted to explore this newly discovered submissive side, Matt was her best option. Maybe her only option because no other lover had made her feel this way before.
She was terrified that if she didn’t take this chance, she wouldn’t get another.
Matt’s arm was slack around her, and she wondered if he’d already fallen back to sleep. She hoped not because…well, she’d already made up her mind.
She wiggled her ass against his crotch, rubbing against the obvious bulge.
“Hold still,” his deep voice murmured in her ear.
She didn’t reply. Just wiggled again.
“Liza,” Matt warned.
She glanced over her shoulder, feigning innocence. “What?”
“You’re playing with fire.”
She didn’t reply. Instead, she grinned as she pushed her ass harder against his erection before doing another little shimmy.
Matt lifted the hand wrapped around her waist to her throat, loosely cupping the front of it, shifting until his lips were right next to her ear. “Bad girls get punished.”
