His mouth descended one teasing inch at a time until he reached her core. Then his lips wrapped around her clit. Gasping, El buried her fingers in his hair and bucked her hips, grinding against his mouth. If the tension on his scalp bothered Matt, he didn’t show it. He just groaned against her folds and laved his tongue over slick skin while making the sexiest sound she’d ever heard from a man, a raw noise that set fire to her blood. He flicked her clit with his thumb and teased before gliding two fingers inside, peering over her flat stomach with lust-filled eyes.
“You have no idea how good you taste, El. I could just...” He licked again, teased the tender bundle of nerves, then turned his mouth against her inner thigh. She was so close to climax she could have forced him down and ridden his face, but she was trying so very hard to let him shine.
“Maaa-aaa-aatt!” Elpis wailed when he didn’t return where she wanted him.
“What?” His breath fell over her pussy, keeping her on edge.
“Please.”
“Mm. So you do know how to say please. Please what?”
“Make me come, you asshole.”
He laughed and did just that, or so she hoped, returning to her with a skillful combination of his mouth and fingers working El over until her body locked up and she was right there on the precipice.
Then the fucker stopped again and knelt between her thighs, chuckling. She wanted to hit him, swung half-heartedly, but her hand only glanced off his shoulder.
“Patience, bella dea.”
Then he slid into her and stroked every inch of his impressive length home. Her legs wrapped around his waist, inviting him into her slickness while he pumped hard and fast, thrust after eager thrust that inched her up on the bed. She grasped his shoulder with one hand, gripped his back in the other, and felt those muscles churning and tightening under her touch.
“Look at how wet you are,” he said, slipping free until only the tip remained, the rest of him exposed, glistening between her thighs.
Two weeks ago she could have had this. El cursed herself. For two weeks, she’d denied herself knowing this?
He drove into her again, leaned down, then stretched his long body over her frame. They rolled, placing her astride him, riding his cock at the very moment she careened past the edge of no return.
Sheer bliss, like molten sensation, shuddered through her core. The orgasm barreled into her like a freight train, wild and uncontrolled, and she took Matt along with her. His neck went taut and those gorgeous muscles strained. She watched the euphoria ebb over his features and took pleasure in knowing they’d brought each other to that place.
Neither moved for a while. She sprawled on his chest and soaked up the warmth with her eyes closed, waiting for her heart to calm.
“Worth the wait?”
“Worth the wait,” she murmured drowsily, feeling boneless and exhausted, her whole thought process destabilized by the mind-melting sex she’d just had with a man who had haunted her every waking thought for over seven weeks of hell.
Elpis tilted her head as Matteo leaned over to capture her mouth. He wrapped her in his arms and held her close beneath the sheets.
“What’s next?” she asked. “How do we go forward when we live so far apart?”
“We’ll make it work. We’ll take it one day at a time, because if I’m anything, it’s persistent. Neither of us were meant to be quitters, baby,” he replied, kissing her fingers. “Whether we meet again on land or in the water, I don’t intend to give up.”
“You grew on me,” she admitted, humor touching her voice when she gazed into his eyes and wondered how she’d gone from praying to find the perfect man, to realizing no such thing existed. “And I’m a little too attached to let you go now. I suppose we’ll have to keep in touch in whatever ways we can, whenever we can.”
There was no perfect man—only the right one, and the right one for Elpis had been where she least expected to discover him, a human needing her as much as she desired him. It didn’t matter if duties and lifestyles separated them for now. As long as they never gave up, they could always have each other.