His eyes widened.Then he cupped her jaw.“Yes, of course.You have my word.”
This was such a risk.Having been reckless before, she fully understood the consequences.She didn’t wish to let her desires overwhelm her common sense, but good Lord, she wanted this man.Staring up into his eyes, she tried to assess his sincerity.
His hand slid down to her throat, squeezing gently.“You can trust me to take care of you.”Then his lips crashed into hers, stealing her breath as he seized control, his tongue teasing and tasting, leaving her no choice but to submit.
Chapter Sixteen
Fucking hell, thiswoman was going to ruin him.The hand she had wrapped around his cock squeezed tight as he devoured her sweet mouth.He was going to embarrass himself and come all over her hand if he didn’t take control of their bed play.And play it was.He’d never been with a woman who battled for control as she did.Then she brought her other hand around and slapped his arse.He growled against her mouth.
Her lips curled up into a smile.
“Oh, you want to play, you wicked thing?”Matthew scooped her up over his shoulder.Stepping out of the puddle his trousers had made around his ankles, he then strode with her to the bed and tossed her into the middle.He crawled over her.“Hands above your head,” he ordered.
Lizzie shook her head.“No, I want to touch every inch of you.”She threaded her fingers into his hair and pulled him in for another scorching kiss.
Happy to sink into her delicious mouth, he kissed her slow, enjoying every taste.As he sucked on her tongue, he grabbed her wrists and dragged her arms above her head.Now, he had her how he wished, stretched beneath him, a feast of creamy pale skin and luscious curves.He had never wanted a woman as he craved her.
“Spread those pretty thighs for me, Lizzie.”
She did as he asked and he sank down against her heat, giving a roll of his hips and finding her so slick and ready for him.They both groaned low.She bucked her hips and writhed desperately against his grip on her wrists.God, she was breathtaking.He bent to suck one rosy nipple into his mouth, her moan gratifying.
“Matthew, stop teasing.I need you to…”
“I know what you need.”He sank into the heat of her pussy in a slow slide.Fuck, she felt so good.He closed his eyes and concentrated on banking back his orgasm.He had promised to not come inside her, and for fuck’s sake, he was no green boy.Opening his eyes, his gaze locked onto hers.It felt as though she snared his soul with those witchy emerald eyes.He rolled his hips and they began to move together in a rhythm that felt as natural as breathing.He captured her lips once again; their kiss messy, mostly the two of them panting against each other’s mouths.He let go of her hands to grasp her hip as he searched for the angle that would make her moan.His pace became increasingly frantic.His orgasm raced down his spine.
“Lizzie, come for me.I want to feel you strangle my cock,” he begged as her nails scratched up his back.
Her head tilted back, her long neck arching.“I’m so close.Don’t stop.”
Oh, hell no.He wouldn’t stop till she came apart beneath him.Bending, he placed open-mouth kisses along her throat, making his way down to the juncture with her shoulder.Then he bit the tender flesh, the animal inside him needing to mark her.
“Yes, yes, Matthew!”Lizzie cried out.
He allowed himself two more thrusts into her tight cunt before he pulled out.He grasped his cock and painted her stomach with his orgasm.Sitting back on his haunches, he grinned down at her spread out before him.He ran his finger through the mess he’d made on her stomach, seeing his seed marking her skin almost as satisfying as filling her up with it.
She raised her arms above her head languidly and grinned back at him.
“Satisfied, my gorgeous girl?”
“Mmm hmm…”
“Stay there.Let me clean you up.”He slid off the bed and crossed to the dresser, where a washbasin and a neat stack of cloths sat on top.Dipping a cloth into the water, he closed his eyes briefly.What was he going to do?Now that he had her in his arms and had witnessed her in the throes of passion, he would keep her.Had to keep her.
The question was whether she would have him for more than one night.Especially once she knew about his past.He squeezed out the excess water.No, she couldn’t know.No one could know.It was the only way to keep Stella safe.He had been hiding his true identity his whole life, and this was no different.He wasn’t that boy any longer.Sucking in a deep breath, he turned and returned to his Lizzie.
Chapter Seventeen
Later, after he’ddressed, Matthew leaned down to kiss one of her bare shoulders.“I must go, Lizzie.”It was two in the morning.He’d been missing for far too long.The club could run without him, but he really should get back.
Lizzie turned her head so she could peer up at him with heavy eyelids and a small frown.“No.Get back into bed.”
He swept her hair from her brow and indulged them both by running his fingers through the thick locks, scratching her scalp gently.Lizzie let out a low purring sound, and his cock twitched.How he wanted to get back into the bed.He sighed.“I must go to work, luv.Will you come tomorrow night and see the show?”
She nodded.“What time?”
“Eleven.But if you come at nine, we could have a late supper together in my private room.”And he could get under her skirts again.“Yes?”
“Alright.Tomorrow evening.”
