Page 29 of Naughty and Nice


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“Sex, now,” she demanded, reaching for his arms, trying in vain to drag him where she wanted him. She was convinced the man was made of steel.

“Be more specific.”

“Your dick. My vagina. Like peanut butter and jelly, all smooshed together. Make it happen.”

She was pleasantly surprised when this time—finally—it appeared he was going to give her what she wanted. He lifted his head, amused, his lips slightly lifted at the corners.

“Peanut butter and jelly,” he murmured.

“Please,” she whispered, pride be damned. “Matt…please.”

He reached toward the nightstand, pulling a condom out of the drawer.

“I have an IUD too,” she offered, wanting him to know that they would be doubly protected, as she recalled his vow to never have children.

The package crinkled. Then he put the condom on and pushed her thighs apart before settling between them, lining his cock up with her opening. His cock was way thicker than that of any man she’d ever been with, wide enough that it belatedly occurred to her this could hurt.

Not that she’d needed to worry. Matt seemed cognizant of the need to go slow, so he see-sawed in, then out, in, then out, giving her time to adjust to his girth rather than forcing his dick in with one hard thrust.

Both of them were looking down, watching the process, as his cock slowly disappeared inside her body. She’d never seen anything hotter.

Once he was fully seated, he lifted his face to hers. He cupped her cheek with his hand, offered her a kiss so soft and tender, it almost made her want to cry.

Then, he gave her the world’s most wicked grin. “Now,” he said in that dark chocolate tone that made her entire body clench with need, “we’re getting serious.”

“Serious?” she asked breathlessly. She was barely hanging on. And all he’d done was slide in.

“Serious,” he repeated. “Hold on.”

As far as warnings went, that one fell short—because Matt fucked her like a man possessed, pounding into her body, giving her no quarter, no reprieve, no time to catch her breath.

Within seconds, she was in a freefall, and there wasn’t a damn thing tethering her to the mountain.

“God. Fuck!” she yelled.

She was coming again.

How in the hell was she coming again? Her body wasn’t wired this way.

Or so she’d thought.

Matt grunted, giving her a somewhat astonished look. “So fast.”

She might have taken offense, but the truth was, he was looking at her with…wonder? Awe? He couldn’t be that oblivious to the fact he was an amazing lover, could he?

“I…” It was on the tip of her tongue to apologize, which was stupid. Because she wasn’t the tiniest bit sorry.

“So tight,” he said through gritted teeth, and that was when she realized he was struggling to hold back, just as close as she was. Matt slowed his thrusts, but he didn’t stop moving.

Electricity shimmered along her skin, her spine, lighting up every hot zone she had. At this rate, she could provide enough power to light up New York City.

When the last remnants of the orgasm stilled, Liza went for broke. She wrapped her legs around his waist, tilted her hips, and they groaned in unison as he slid in even deeper. Her fears about pain seemed ridiculous now. Matt filled her to the brink, but it didn’t hurt.

God, nothing that felt this incredible could ever hurt.

She lifted her hips in time with his downward thrusts, their actions so rough, so animalistic, they both grunted, clawing, scratching.

“You’re going to give me another one,” he demanded.

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