it in her
hands. His tongue swept in, thrusting deep, and it ignited a firestorm. He
groaned softly as she responded, meeting his tongue with her own. With an
answering groan, she pulled away.
“Come in,” she dared to say.
She took his hand and led him into the apartment. She closed
and locked the door.
“Melanie.” His voice was a whisper.
She almost thought he’d protest, that he didn’t feel what
she did. “I don’t do this kind of thing. I’ve never dragged a man into my
apartment and…”
And what? Seduced him?
“I know.” He took one step forward and she was in his arms
again. “But if you don’t want this…if you want to stop—”
She pressed her index fingers against his lips. “I don’t
want to stop.”
His plunged both hands into her hair, his big palms warm and
gentle. “God, you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Flattery might get you everywhere this time.”
He grinned. “Good.”
She drew off his jacket and put it over a chair, then
returned to him.
She led him to the couch and with a playful push said, “Sit
down, marine.”
He sank to the couch with a smile. “Bossy. I like it.”
She laughed softly, liking his sense of humor even at a
moment like this.
She balanced on the arm of the couch as she pulled off her
shoes and made a bold move. She straddled him, thighs wide as she settled on
his lap. A satisfied smile curved his mouth as he lifted his hips. A gasp
escaped Melanie as the large bulge in his jeans pushed upward into the
incredibly sensitive folds between her legs. Desire escalated as her body
reacted fiercely to Matt’s potent masculinity.
Before she could say anything, he kissed her. His mouth
seduced with deep, drugging kisses that made her shake inside. She ached with a
powerful need to possess him for one moment, to crawl inside Matt and
understand him on the deepest level. If all she had was this one night, she
would take it.
Eagerness drove her to caress the width of his shoulders and
the solid muscles in his arms. He was so warm, and every inch of his body gave
her a sense of security. Their breaths meshed together as they kissed again and
his palms slid over her waist and cupped low on her hips. She arched into his
body, eager to know everything he could give her and all she could give him. He
kissed across her cheekbone to her ear, his warm breath tickling and his tongue
tasting the lobe. She gasped and writhed as he teased the side of her neck,
pressing gentle kisses that sent wild shivers of pleasure over her skin. They
kissed for a long time, each new kiss building higher and hotter than the last.
He lifted his hips in subtle movements and she rode his erection until the
fever threatened to explode. Eyes closed, she threw back her head and moaned
with unrestrained abandon. It felt so good. So good.
He reached for the hem of her sweater and pulled the garment
over her head. He tossed the sweater to the other side of the couch. His hands
were reverent, moving over her skin with a delicacy that stimulated her to a
fever pitch. She moaned softly in surrender as he kissed her collarbone. With a
quick movement, he unfastened the front clasp on her bra. She stripped it off
and tossed it away.
He cupped her full breasts, his gaze smoldering with
appreciation.
He leaned in and kissed one nipple and she gasped and
shivered at the slightly tickling sensation. “Matt.”
His tongue smoothed over her nipple, tasted and licked while
his fingers plucked gently at her other nipple. He moved between her breasts,
treating each nipple to exquisite sensations as he suckled and caressed. He
worked open her belt, button and zipper and loosened her pants over her hips.
He drew her against his chest and into another kiss and his cock pressed hard
through his jeans. He slid one hand into the back of her panties and caressed
her butt. With a shift he eased her off his lap into a supine position over his
lap. With a smooth, easy movement his fingers
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