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My breaths saw in and out of my lungs painfully as anxiety flips to full-blown panic. I can’t get enough oxygen. Dark spots fill my vision, but my mind doesn’t need to see to fill itself with all the possible horrors that could’ve happened while I slept.
Then I hear it. Quiet footsteps just outside the bedroom door. I whimper pathetically, knowing that this is it. He’s come for me, and there’s nothing I can do about it. I’m trapped. Trappedtrappedtrapped, my mind repeats over and over, fueling my panic further.
The door clicks open, and I sit on the bed frozen as I wait for my fate to come through the door. My heart stops as Matthew’s familiar silhouette fills the doorway. Relief floods me, and the panic slips away into an unknown yet overwhelming feeling. I fly off the bed and run to him. The moment I’m close enough, I jump on him, causing him to stumble back a step. He quickly rights himself and engulfs me in his strong arms. I cling to him, my arms and legs wrapped around his body as I hold on for dear life.
“Are you okay, love?”
“I woke up, and you were gone. I thought…” I can’t even put it to words it’s so awful. Thinking it is one thing, putting the words out there into the world seems like daring fate.
“Shh, you’re safe, sweetheart,” he croons, holding me close.
That overwhelming feeling that I can’t identify grows, morphing into heat at being reunited with Matthew. I don’t think I just act. I press my lips firmly against his. I peck his lips in soft teasing kisses until he’s had enough. I groan when he buries his hand in my hair, tilting my head at the perfect angle so he can devour my mouth. He doesn’t ask for permission he takes. Gone is the controlled man who has kept his distance these last weeks.
He plunges his tongue between my lips, swallowing up my moans as his tongue strokes mine. I match his ferocity, giving him just as much uncontrolled passion as he’s giving me. This isn’t a sweet, sensual kiss, it’s pure carnal need. He grabs ahold of my ass and anchors me to his body. I moan when the hard length of his erection presses directly against my sensitive core.
I’m so aroused and needy that I rub myself against him unapologetically. Pleasure spikes and builds until I’m shaking in his arms with how bad I need to come. This is the furthest we’ve been since the day we were interrupted by Damon, and I desperately don’t want Matthew to end things for some misguided reason.
I crave his touch, and I’ve been withering away inside with every day he denies us this closeness. I don’t realize we’ve moved until my back hits the soft mattress. Matthew crawls up my body, his hands running up my naked torso, followed by his delicious mouth. I arch up into him as he licks my nipple before sucking it into his mouth. I cry out when the gentle sucking stops, and he sinks his teeth into the delicate skin. The sharp pain only adds to my desire. I moan when his harsh bite turns into gentle caresses of his tongue. The juxtaposition of gentle and rough has me careening headfirst toward overwhelming pleasure.
Over and over, he lavishes my nipples with first sharp pain then loving strokes of his tongue. The pain and pleasure are so entangled that it’s all pleasure. So much pleasure.
I never knew pain could be so good. Matthew plays my body like a true Master eliciting sensation that I have no words to describe. My hands tug at his hair as he eats at my breasts like a starving man. The glorious pressure builds and builds until I know if I can reach that crest and fall into orgasm, it will wreck me, and I’ll never be the same.
“Matty,” I whimper. “Please!”
He growls into my breast that is still engulfed in his mouth; the vibrations add yet another layer to the exquisiteness. He pulls away from my nipple with a pop. “I’ve got you, sweetheart. Just let go. I’ll be here to catch you when you fall.”
Matthew continues to tease my breasts, and I rock my hips, rubbing my aching pussy against his cock. I hate the clothing that’s keeping him separated from me. I want skin on skin. I want to feel what it can be like between a man and a woman when love is involved. Matthew senses my desperation and trails a hand down my stomach to the edge of my panties. He lightly teases a finger just above my panty line before pushing the wet fabric aside and stroking his fingers through my slick slit. I arch my back and moan when his fingers circle my clit. It doesn’t take much to thrust me over the edge into mind-blowing oblivion. Just as my pleasure is waning, Matthew bites down on my nipple and thrusts two fingers into my clenching pussy, driving my orgasm higher than before.
He kisses his way to my lips, kissing me tenderly while my body continues to quiver and shake beneath him. I collapse back into the mattress, panting and still twitching in aftershocks from the best ever orgasm. “You are so fuckin’ beautiful, Rosie. I could watch you come all day.”
I run my hand down his chest exploring his hard muscle under his button-up shirt. I reach for the button on his pants, before I can undo it and free his cock, Matthew grabs my hand and weaves his fingers through mine. He kisses my knuckles as he settles down beside me on the bed. “That was just for you, love.”
Being rejected stings a little. Doubts trickle in, and I wonder if he doesn’t want me in that way because of my past. Perceptive as always, he picks up on my train of thought, and his next words leave me speechless. “I told you once that when I sink myself inside that hot little pussy of yours, it’ll be on my terms, and I meant it. It won’t be because you’re feeling vulnerable and in need of comfort. When I take you the first time, it’s going to be about you and me. Nothing else.”
And just like that, my worries fade to nothing. I snuggle against him, resting my ear over his heart
It stung a little, being rejected like that. I wondered if he didn’t want me that way because of my past. Apparently, he caught my train of thought by the look in my eyes because his next words left me speechless. “When I finally sink myself into you, it’s going to be on my terms. Not because you are feeling vulnerable and seeking comfort; when I fuck you, it’s going to be about you and me. Nothing else.”
I nod then snuggle closer. “Matty?”
“What is it, love?”
I hesitate a second, hating how needy this will sound. “Don’t leave me alone, please?”
He hugs me even closer and kisses the top of my head. “I’m not going anywhere, my love. I only stepped out for a moment to speak with Slade and Daniels.” His arms tighten again. “I’m right here. You’re safe in my arms.”
“Thanks,” I whisper.
“Close your eyes, sweetheart. Get some sleep. I’ll be here to chase the monsters away.”
His reassurance is exactly what I need to breathe a little easier, and quicker than I thought possible, I drift off to sleep.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
MATTHEW
Fuck.
