Page 37 of Marriage Bargain with His Innocent
Matias broke the silence. ‘That was...amazing.’
Warm and drowsy after the racing fury of her orgasm, Georgina curled against him, enjoying his warmth and the lean, muscular angles of his body. This was a dream come true. It felt that way. Yes, it was dangerous, but it felt so good, soright. She wanted to shout from the rooftops that it had been better than amazing for her, that she was nowcomplete.
‘Lovely,’ she said instead, and she felt him grin against her neck.
‘Try not to go overboard with enthusiasm,’ he said drily, but his voice was amused and teasing, his dark eyes slumberous and warm as he looked at her.
‘I won’t,’ Georgina replied, equally lightly. ‘Your ego is big enough, Matias Silva, without me swelling it even further.’
‘I’ll take that as your quirky way of telling me that the earth moved for you.’ He nibbled her ear, then her neck, then smoothed his hand along her warm, soft body, taking his time to feel every glorious inch of her.
Outside, the fierce tempo of the rain had faded into a soft patter. And into this comforting background noise several questions began to raise their tiresome heads. Top of the list was...what happens now?
‘I’m going to go have a shower...’ It was the only thing Georgina could think of to say as her head began to whirl. ‘Er...we should get some sleep...and then tomorrow... Well, you never know with the weather round here. You wouldn’t believe how long the rain can last. Flooding. Roads under water. But it sounds like it’s beginning to fade...’
‘Thanks for the weather update.’
Matias grinned, holding her in place next to him, and Georgina was horrified to discover how much she liked that possessive arm pinning her to the spot.
‘Why are you going to have a shower?’
‘Because...’
‘Don’t eventhinkabout getting dressed.’ He stroked her thigh and slipped his hand between her legs, so that he could play absently with the soft, fuzzy hair there. ‘We’re not done yet... How’s the foot doing, by the way? I hope things weren’t too energetic for you...’
‘Foot?’
‘Ah, good. You’ve forgotten. I’m taking that to mean you haven’t given it a passing thought. I don’t want to tire you, or hurt you if you’re sore, but I want you again, Georgie. I don’t know what you’ve done to me...you’re a witch.’
‘Matias...’
Suddenly she was reading all sorts of things into his carelessly delivered words.The sex was amazing...where had she been all his life?...she’d cast a spell on him like a witch...
Like a horse breaking free of its restraints her imagination was playing fast and loose with reality, and even as she tried to rein it in she could feel its perilous temptation towards a fairy tale ending that was never in a million years going to happen.
Heart beating like a sledgehammer, she pulled back from the seductive allure of his caresses to meet his eyes in the darkened room. ‘This was never supposed to happen, Matias. We got carried away and one thing led to another. I’m not completely naïve. I know these things happen.’
‘You’re right when you say that this wasn’t on the cards. But it’s on the cards now.’ He slid his finger into her wet crease and felt her little spasm of delight. ‘And don’t try and tell me that this is a one-off, that we’ve got to put the whole thing behind us because “one thing led to another”. Your body is telling me that you’re as hot for me right now as I am for you.’
‘That’s not the point...’
‘Then what is?’
‘Our sleeping together could lead to all sorts of complications.’
‘Personally,’ Matias returned wryly, ‘I think that you ringing on my doorbell and telling me that we’re an item was a lot more fraught with complications. I wanted you. I want you now. And I’m not going to have a shower and then pretend that this never happened.’
‘So what do you suggest?’
Georgina gasped as he found the stiffened bud of her clitoris and gently began to rub the pad of his finger over it.
‘I can’t think properly when you’re doing that...’
‘Good. Because this isn’t about thinking. This is about the two of us giving in to something that’s bigger than both of us.’
‘It doesn’t make sense...’
She began to move against his finger, her body disobeying her brain as she’d known it would. She’d barely come down from the splintering high of orgasm and she could already feel little spasms of mounting pleasure as he rubbed her. Her nipples ached and she pictured his dark head nuzzling and suckling at her breasts. That turned her on even more.
