Doing as he asks, I turn onto my stomach before Matt pulls my hips up so that I’m on all fours. After a few moments, I get nervous. Is he putting the condom on? He can’t be, as both hands are on my hips. What’s taking so long? Looking over my shoulder, I find him just looking at me.
“I need a moment of silence to appreciate this ass.”
“Oh, good grief.” I giggle.
Suddenly, he has my hair wrapped around his fist, and my head pulled to one side as he looms over my ear. “I need you to stay facing forward until I tell you, or this is going to end too fast. I need one more from you before I’m ready to come.”
Electricity rolls through me at his commanding words. He’s never been this way with me before. And I love it.
In one motion, he slams into me, and I have to dig my fingers into the sheets to stay upright. I haven’t been with anyone in a long time, and he’s bigger than average. The combination causes a slight burn as I’m stretched around him.
“Jesus. I’ve never felt anything so good in my whole damn life,” he groans. With my hair still tightly in his fist, he runs the other hand down my spine before striking it forcefully against my right ass cheek.
The shock of the pleasant sensation causes me to clench down on him, and he moans. A few more swats against my ass, and he’s starting to come undone. But so am I.
He changes his position slightly, one hand in my hair, the other wrapped around my throat as he bucks wildly into me. I’ve never had any man use my body in this way. Knowing he loves me and is enjoying our connection without holding back is doing something to me.
“I’m so close, Ellie. If you’re not, I need you to play with that sweet pussy for me.”
“I’m right there.”
His speed picks up. The sounds of the bed slamming into the wall start to overtake those of his skin slapping mine. His hand moves from my throat down to my clit. He doesn’t tease but simply lays his fingers over the sensitive area as he repeatedly rams into me.
“Oh, Matt,” I moan.
“Fuck, yeah,” he grunts. “I can feel you. Look at me, baby.”
It takes every ounce of focus to look over my shoulder and open my eyes as my body convulses around him. But the rapture on his face is worth it. I’ll never forget the way he looks right now. Matt stills inside me, and I swear I can feel him pulsating. Every sensation with him is beyond my wildest fantasies. And Lord knows I’ve had plenty of those.
I collapse in a heap, my hair a wet, tangled mess about my face. I’m sure my skin is a deep scarlet after that. It doesn’t take much exertion for me to look like a tomato.
Matt returns to bed after discarding the condom and washing up. He swipes his fingers through my unruly hair until he can find my nearly unconscious face. “Too much?”
“You or what we just did?”
“Both.”
“No,” I splutter. “You’re perfect.” Deep breath. “It’s all perfect.”
He leans in, kissing me on the corner of my mouth. “I don’t know how this is going to work. We can talk tomorrow. But I’m all in, Ellie. My fire department calendar is a permanent, rotating schedule that gives me a ten-day break every three weeks.” He’s clearly in much better shape than I am. I couldn’t complete more than a five-word sentence. “It’s going to be tough in between, but I’ll come home on my-”
“I love you.”
“You do?” There is a mix of relief and wonderment in his voice. How could he not know?
“I’m so in love with you, Matthew Hightower.” There. Eight words. I got out eight words before surrendering to sleep.
Chapter31
Matt
Three months later
“Man, is it six thirty yet?” Jason yawns.
We’re taking a quick water break alongside the highway where we’ve been trying to contain this brushfire that popped up during the night. It’s been a long, dry summer in Sycamore Mountain. Despite the many posters around town urging people to be mindful of the conditions, it’s impossible to control passersby who toss their cigarettes out the window.
Matt and Trevor continue to work on reducing the vegetation at the perimeter of the fire while Jason and I have been spraying water and fire retardants to extinguish it. We managed to get a few hours of shut-eye before the alarm sounded, but we’re all exhausted and ready for A shift to take over.
