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His hand slaps down on my clit. “I said watch.”
Oh, God. My pussy clenches around nothing as heat burns through my core. I’m a prisoner to his commands, unable to deny him I open my eyes and do exactly what he wants—I watch as he unravels me with one hand on my clit and one on my nipple.
I try to see what he sees, and for the first time ever, I don’t see my brokenness. I see a woman flushed with lust, blue eyes hooded and bright with life, pink lips parted on a moan. My focus moves to Matthew, and my knees nearly buckle at the dark desire I see in his eyes.
“Do you see?” he growls against my ear, taking the lobe between his teeth nipping.
“I see,” I gasp around the small hurt.
His fingers move with more purpose, sliding down and dragging my wetness up and around my clit. “You’re going to come for me, my beautiful Rosie. You’re going to come all over my fingers so I can lick them clean of your sweetness.”
Oh, God. He’s right. I am going to come. He kisses and nips at my neck until the pain and pleasure are confused in my mind, and I only feel pleasure. He pinches my nipple and slaps my clit at the same time. It’s all I can handle. I’m flung into an earth-shattering orgasm.
I fly apart into a million bright shining pieces, then I’m put back together again. Reborn into a different version of myself. Someone worthy of the man I love with all my broken pieces.
My core clenches as I watch Matthew do exactly what he said. He lifts his fingers to his mouth and licks and sucks my release from them. I wriggle against his erection—wanting, needing, craving. I never thought I could want something so much in my life.
He twirls me around and crushes his lips to mine, sharing my taste with me. It’s so dirty and sexy. I kiss him hungrily. I want everything this man can give me. I latch onto the lightness he’s gifted me with. The darkness that taunts me has been temporarily snuffed out, leaving only happiness in its place.
I’m not foolish enough to think it’s gone for good. It’s still there, biding its time. Waiting to tempt me into its inky depths again.
“We should go,” Matthew pants against my lips.
“We could stay,” I say, tempting him by rubbing against his hard length.
With great reluctance, he pulls away from me. “I’m taking you on a proper date. I won’t be dissuaded by your sexy body, minx.”
Minx.
I’ve been called any number of names in regard to the sexual desires I evoke in men—slut, whore, and worse—I like minx. Minx is sexy and powerful, not dirty and shameful. Empowered, I push against Matthew’s resolve. Pressing my body into his, cupping his erection in my hand.
“I think we should stay. I want you, Matty. Please, don’t deny me again. You’ve been so careful with me. I’m not made of porcelain. You won’t break me.” My words have a double meaning. They promise that he won’t break my body or my mind. Seeing those pictures of me closed this part of us off. He’s been so careful of me. Not pushing things beyond sweet kisses and platonic touches. Even during the fog of the medication, the only time I felt even a hint of life was from his touch. He’s always been that way. He brings me back to life.
Matthew pulls away again, but this time it’s with a pained look on his face. “Remember what I said?”
“That when you take me, it will be on your terms.”
He gives me a devilish grin. “Exactly. Let’s go.”
Matthew threads his fingers through mine and leads me to the car. This one is different than the big black SUVs. It’s sporty and screams money. He helps me into my seat and buckles me in, taking the opportunity to brush against my nipples. By his smirk, he knows exactly what he’s doing.
The whole way to the restaurant, Matthew keeps a hand on my thigh. What should be an innocent touch becomes so much more as his fingertips circle and tease my inner thigh. So close yet so far away from where I want him.
“Where is Slade?” I ask in a sad attempt to distract myself from his maddening touch.
“Two cars behind us.”
I turn in my seat and see the familiar black SUV. “Is it really necessary for him to follow us? It’s been weeks without Grant doing anything.”
“It’s necessary. Grant’s biding his time. I have no doubt that he’s just waiting for an opportunity. I refuse to give him one. Your safety is my number one priority.”
I should argue because it seems silly to have Slade following me around everywhere when there doesn’t seem to be an imminent threat. It’s hard to tell Matthew he’s being over the top when I know he’s saying in his own way how much he loves me.
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
MATTHEW
It wasn’t my plan to touch Rose. I’m a weak bastard, though. One look at her in that sexy black dress short-circuited my brain. The only thing running through my mind was getting my hands on her. I’ve been so damn careful to not push her too far. Seeing those pictures devastated Rose, and then she sunk into depression… I couldn’t take advantage of her when she needed me to be her rock. I shoved my desires down, giving her what she needed.
