Page 34 of Lovers' Dance: Vol. 2

“Hi, Adam,” I murmured with a little smile.

Adam rubbed his face briskly and groaned as he got to his feet. “Hello, Madi. Matt said your show was a success-”

“Adam, you can chit chat with Madi at a more reasonable hour.” Matt interrupted grumpily. He started herding me towards the door. “We’re going to bed and you should do the same.”

I managed to grab my bag and Matt’s gift on the way, just barely.

“Oh and don’t disturb us before noon,” Matt added quickly. “We’ll be busy.”

“Matt.” I exclaimed, then shot Adam an embarrassed look.

“Make it late afternoon.” Matt corrected. “And keep Grumps entertained.”

The last I saw of Adam as Matt hustled me through the door was his sleepy smile and a knowing gleam in his eyes.

“Um, embarrassing.” I said.

Matt shrugged in response to my reproach. For someone who had just woken up he was moving very quick on his feet.

“Is that for me, poppet?” he asked when we got to the staircase.

“Yep.”

Matt dragged me up the stairs, down the long hallway and into the master bedroom. He flicked on the lights, locked the door and pointed to the bed as he tugged his t-shirt over his head. I walked over to the chaise lounge and put my stuff down. Matt came up behind me, one hand landed on my hip before making its way over my stomach.

“Don’t you want your present?” I asked.

Matt turned me around to face him and wrested my light sweater off me. He made an appreciative noise at my lacy bra. “I’m moreconcerned with a different type of present.”

The huskiness of his voice had nothing to do with sleep and everything to do with some one-on-one naked quality time. I pressed my hands over his bare chest and went up on tip-toes, my lips ached for the sweet contact of his mouth on mine.

“I’ve missed you.” I said before slanting my lips over his.

We both groaned in pleasure, deepening the kiss immediately. Matt wrapped his arms around me, effortlessly lifting me and taking us over to the bed. The mattress gave way to our combined weight and I gasped at the sensation of Matt’s body against mine. He raised his head and the burning hunger shining from his features had me quivering with anticipation.

“I’ll try my best to be gentle,” he said, tension was running through his voice and hands as he tugged my pants off. Another deep sound of appreciation came when he noticed the matching lace panties. “But I can’t make any promises, poppet.”

I nodded, understanding his need because I felt it too. Matt wasted no time in stripping the rest of his clothes off, and that was the extent of his patience. A gasp of surprise left my lips as he spread my legs with single-minded determination and slipped my panties to one side. The air caught in my throat as he guided his hardness into my rapidly heating flesh.

“Oh, God,” he rasped. “I’ve missed this.”

Coherent words were beyond me. My focus was solely on the feel of him pushing into my body. And boy did I feel it. Matt’s gaze was locked onto my face, his grey eyes held a dark promise of imminent satisfaction.

“Matt,” I gripped his forearms, the tip of my tongue traced my lower lip and Matt let out a strangled groan.

He leaned down to claim my mouth, thrusting every hard inch inside me with one roll of his hips. We both stayed motionless as Matt ate at my lips, eagerly swallowing my whimpers of pleasure.

“I’ll try,” His tone was gruff and he pressed moist kisses over my face as he began to move slowly inside me.

Our lower bodies danced together, I arched when he rolled and we both cried out. It was strange, the way my body responded to his. Every bit of my skin felt on fire, but it was nothing in comparison tothe inferno raging inside me. The inferno he had ignited and only he could quench. He gripped my hip tightly with one hand as I wrapped my legs around him. The other hand gripped the back of my neck, the pressure a clear indication of the fast disappearing rein on control he held.

“Poppet.” he groaned, rubbing his cheek against mine.

“Please,” I begged, wrapping my arms around him. He was hitting that spot. That very sweet spot which made my pussy clench. “Please.”

He raised his head, staring intently at me. The question was clear in his piercing eyes and I nodded. Matt lowered his lips to mine and picked up the pace. His hips worked furiously between my legs that were clasped behind him. In, out, hard, fast. It was almost impossible to distinguish where one stroke ended and the other began. Every thrust seemed to push the air out my lungs, frantic gasps of ecstasy were forced from my lips into his. Matt’s hand moved from my hip, slipping underneath to grab my ass. I wrenched away from his kiss, tossing my head side to side as I panted for him. Begged. I was begging, fingernails raking down his back as I begged for more. Matt unhooked my legs, pulling one over his shoulder with raw determination, and if I was making noise before, well I was screaming now as he pounded into me. In, out, harder, faster. But still he held back, he was still trying to be gentle, at least as gentle as he could be. I could see the tension on his face as he fought his desire to lose himself.

“Matt,” I half-screamed, half-moaned; right before my vision exploded into a burst of orgasmic light. Blinding light that seemed to pulse in time with the spasms shaking my whole body.

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