“Alright. But you do know we’re too old to go parking at Mulholland Drive Overlook, right?” he asked with a mischievous grin.
She knew that particular place. Located at the top of the mountain it overlooked the entire city of Los Angeles. She’d never been there to park, but she heard it provided a beautiful view and was fascinating at night. It was also considered lovers’ lane, where teens would go to make out. Its reputation preceded itself, and she’d heard about the place while in high school and living in San Clemente. It was rumored that many babies had been created there.
“Yes, I know that, Matt.”
He nodded and then asked, “Is there a reason we can’t go to my place? It’s not far away.”
Her place was closer, but he was respecting what she’d told him on Sunday. Mainly, her decision not to bring a man home. He wasn’t trying to make her change her mind about that, and she appreciated him for it.
As far as she was concerned, there were a lot of reasons they shouldn’t go to his home. “You know what happened the last time I went to your place,” she finally said.
“Yes, and I have no complaints about anything we did, Iris.”
Neither did she. They had agreed to be an exclusive couple, so why was she fighting all the desire she was feeling? Mainly because no man had ever made her feel this needy and greedy. Sighing, she leaned forward. “Aren’t you afraid Deena might drop by unexpectedly?”
“No. She and Shauna flew to Idaho to spend the weekend with Charm. They won’t return until Monday, the day before we leave for Paris. But even if she were in town, Deena wouldn’t just drop by. She would call first to let me know of her plans to visit.”
He kept staring at her, and she felt her body surrendering to his stare. The look in his eyes clearly said what he wanted, and a part of her understood because she wanted the same thing. Not only did she enjoy making love with Matt, but she had discovered there was something soothing about it, as well. In his arms, her issues and problems seemed to ease away as her mind concentrated on just him. On them. He could make her feel wild, free and uninhibited.
Matt reached out and took her hand. The heat of his grip and the impact of his smile were seeping fast and furious into her blood. “So, where are we going, Iris?”
Easing her hand from his, she took the last sip of her tea and then met his gaze and said, “Your place.”
Chapter Twenty
Matt wanted to give Iris something to look forward to when they reached his home. That was the reason why, at every traffic light where he had to stop, he would lean over and brush a kiss across her lips, trace his finger around her mouth or lift the palm of her hand to his lips. From the sound of her breathing, it was working.
“Matt…what are you doing to me?”
He leaned toward her and slipped a finger beneath her chin so their gazes would connect. “Making sure you want me as much as I want you.”
“I already do.”
Those simple words, spoken in a voice of undisguised desire, heated his blood and sent visions through his mind of what he wanted to do to her when they reached his home. The moment he opened the door. He couldn’t get to his place quickly enough. Already her luscious scent was getting to him.
He released a grateful sigh when he pulled into his garage a short while later. Before they could get out of the car, he disconnected his seat belt and hers and then pulled her to him to give her the kind of kiss he’d been dying to give her since first seeing her tonight. After they had dined together for lunch on Monday, it had been difficult—either on her end or his—to do so again. Talking to her every night on the phone hadn’t satisfied his longing to be with her. He had looked forward to seeing her tonight.
She broke off the kiss and dropped her head to his chest. “Matt…”
“Yes, sweetheart?”
When she lifted her face, she quickly pulled her sweater over her head, followed by her bra. “My girls need you.”
“Say no more,” he whispered before his hands cupped both of her breasts. He buried his nose in the valley between them, inhaling her mesmerizing scent. Then, lifting his hands, he traced his fingertips up the sides of each one before scraping his palms over her nipples.
He doubted she knew how much he loved these. The look, feel and texture of them…and the taste. The latter had him lowering his head to her nipples to suck and tongue one and then the other. As far as he was concerned, “her girls” were now “his girls” and he was displaying his appreciation of them in the most intimate way.
He loved the feel of the nipples hardening in his mouth. He became more aroused from the sounds of her groans and the way her breasts pushed against his mouth, letting him know she wanted more. So, he gave her more, and doing so pushed her over the edge. When she screamed his name, he knew she had come just from his loving on her breasts.
Lifting his head, he gazed at the nipples that glistened from the ministrations of his mouth. He looked at her and stared into eyes that were glazed from her orgasm. “Time to go inside, baby.”
“Not sure I can walk,” she whispered, barely able to get the words out.
“Don’t worry, I’ll carry you,” he whispered back, before tracing a kiss across her lips. He exited the car and swiftly moved to the passenger side, opened the door and swept her into his arms to carry her into the house.
* * *
Iris became aware of her surroundings the moment her back touched the mattress. Opening her eyes, she only glanced around a second before feasting her gaze on Matt as he stripped off his clothes and then sheathed himself with a condom. Then he was there, removing the rest of her clothes.
