“Please, Matt. Please don’t tease me much longer. Please let me come.”
His blue eyes held hers as he lifted his head for a moment. “When you beg so nicely, it’s hard to tell you no.”
And with that he lowered his mouth to her, running his pointed tongue all over her inner flesh before circling her clit several times, then sucking it into his mouth. All the while his fingers stroked her, building her up, pushing her to the edge, holding her there for a moment, then with a firm thrust of his fingers and a flicker of his tongue combined with the suction of his lips, she tipped over the precipice, flying into bliss.
Instead of softening his touch when she reached her orgasm, Matt kept up the intensity, sending her into wave after wave of pleasure until she reached down and pushed him away. He relented, grinning at her as he crawled up her body to kiss her, his face still slick with her juices.
He pulled away and stripped off his jeans and boxers in one swift movement, rolling on a condom, and climbing back on top of her, nudging her limp legs apart with his knees. Threading his fingers through hers, he lifted her hands above her head, kissing her again as he entered her slow and smooth, their bodies fitting together like they were made for each other. Matt was right. They fit together so perfectly. She couldn’t deny how right it felt when she was with him, both in bed and out.
She kissed him back, the combination of his tongue in her mouth and the slow stroke of his cock in and out of her stirring her up again, even after the multiple orgasms she’d just ridden out on his tongue. She lifted her hips, meeting him thrust for thrust, and she moaned into his mouth, reveling in his answering growl.
He released her hands, sliding one hand down the length of her body, and bent her leg, opening her further and allowing him to hit deeper, the angle changing so he hit her G-spot with every thrust. She gasped each time, her arousal spiking impossibly higher.
“That’s it, baby. That’s it.” He punctuated each sentence with firm thrusts of his hips. “Let me feel you come all over my cock. Come for me.” Another thrust. Another gasp. “Now.”
And she did, the combination of him moving in and out of her sensitized flesh and the rasp of his voice while he spoke those dirty words sending her over the edge once more.
As soon as her muscles clenched around him, Matt picked up the pace, his mouth set as he worked himself in and out of her spasming center. With another growl, he joined her. She loved watching him lose control, the look of bliss that took over his face as his muscles tensed before relaxing with his release.
He pinned her to the bed with his weight, wrapping his arms around her, his cock still buried inside her. They stayed that way for a few moments, wrapped around each other, and Hannah had never felt so treasured, so cherished, so loved.
Matt released her with a kiss to clean himself up, and she pulled the sheets over herself, ready for nothing more than snuggling for a while. The soft smile that came over Matt’s face when he saw her snuggled under his blankets had her reaching for him. “Come here.”
His smile grew wider, and he lifted the blankets, gathering her against his chest, his chin resting on top of her head. Yes, they fit together beautifully.
He placed a soft kiss on her head. “We’ll rest for a while, then maybe get something to eat. You’ll need your strength for the rest of what I have planned.”
A zing of arousal skittered down her spine, and she tilted her head up to look at his face, his blue eyes shining with wicked amusement. “Sounds good.”
Epilogue
Hannah waved to catch Matt’s attention. She sat with a group of her coworkers from Eco Utilities, where she’d started her summer internship this week. She couldn’t help the little thrill she felt as he came up and kissed her on the lips in front of everyone. This was the first time they were able to be out with people from work as a couple. And she loved that he had no residual qualms about showing affection to her as he pulled a chair closer to hers and settled in with his arm draped over the back of her chair. She toyed with the necklace he’d given her the day after they’d gotten back together—a silver flower pendant.
A few people raised their eyebrows, taking in Matt’s relaxed attire of tan cargo shorts and a T-shirt. She was sure they’d never seen him out of his former work clothes. But he didn’t have to dress up for work much anymore now that he had his own surf travel company and had quit Eco Utilities several weeks ago. He did most of his bookings and advertising online or at the university and community colleges in the area. Rich frat boys looking for something new and exciting were the bulk of his clients so far. Several of his former teammates from Marycliff had booked one of his first trips and hooked him up with the presidents of several of the fraternities. From there he’d been introduced to more and more of the members of the Greek system. He was booked out for most of the summer already and it was only mid-June.
She knew that he was nervous about the fall, when students would be less available for vacations. But she also knew he had plans on leveraging several of his corporate contacts, offering packages for executives to encourage team building and corporate planning. She’d helped him put together some of the advertising packages he was sending out and was helping him
