Page 55 of Rocky Mountain Desire
He leaned back, his hands possessive on her hips. There was a pause as he looked at her one section at a time, his gaze pausing over her breasts, lingering on her mouth. There was a happy heat in the depths when their eyes met.
“I’m fine. Honest.” Then he chuckled. “Course, I invented a few cuss words myself when I first saw her, so you and I are well matched in that.”
Hope nodded. “She’s not staying.”
Matt glanced down the hall.
Damn. “Well, I’m not going to kick her out tonight, but if she thinks she’s staying for any length of time, she’s got marbles for brains. But you’d better go home tonight. I’ll call you when I get this mess straightened out.”
It wasn’t what either of them wanted, but it was the only way to deal with the situation before it became more of a muddle.
He nodded but didn’t release her. Instead he tightened his grip on her neck, pulling her in for another drugging kiss. Her body heated under his touch, the firm control he maintained as his tongue stroked along hers. Gentle noises of pleasure escaped their lips. She gasped when he snuck his hand under her shirt, moving determinedly until he cupped her breast.
She should tell him to stop. Should push him away and go deal with her sister, but his touch was too addictive to deny. He had her pinned in place, his fingers forcing aside the cup of her bra to take possession of her nipple. He pinched in time with sucking her tongue, and she squirmed, unable to resist lining up her clit with the rock in his jeans.
He hauled her head back and sucked in a quick breath before whispering, “Playing with fire, darling.”
She deliberately rocked again, and he released her breast and neck to grasp her hips in a pincher-tight hold. Then he lifted her up his body, pressed a hand between her legs and forced the fabric of her leggings and panties into her folds.
He rubbed. Firm. Fast. The material slicked against her and rasped over her clit. Relentless. Nearly violent, and yet oh-so-much what she wanted right then.
Hope put her teeth to the muscle of his neck, keeping herself up with her thigh muscles to give him room. To allow him to bring her closer to an orgasm with each passing second.
“I’m going to fuck you here on the couch some time. Force my cock deep and make you come around me.”
She whimpered, and he pressed harder, his fingertips taking hold of her sensitive clit and pinching.
“Yeah, and then I’ll flip you over the back of the couch and start all over. Maybe even fuck your ass.”
The dirty words continued, uttered low and deep, a whisper of sexual taunting meant to drive her crazy. Hope closed her eyes and tightened her muscles in time with his demanding touch.
She came with an impact that shook her from head to toe. He supported her in place, his solid body a brick under her. She, on the other hand, was a muscleless blob, panting for air, all the stress that had enveloped her upon seeing her sister flushed away for at least this moment.
The bathroom door clicked and Matt laughed quietly. “You need to have a chat with your sister regarding privacy and not staring after saying she’s going to bed.”
Oh. My. God.
“Was she watching us?” And was that orgasm some kind ofscrew youto her sister from Matt?
He relieved her fears when he tilted her chin and kissed her tenderly, pulling back only far enough to drop his forehead against hers and stare into her eyes. “I have no idea how long she was there for. All I was aware of was about two square feet around us, and how fucking sexy you look when your lashes flutter and your lips quiver as you get closer to coming.”
“You’re damn good at that sweet talk, Matt.”
Hope breathed in deep, the faint aroma of her sated body rising around them. She would have been more embarrassed if he hadn’t looked so content to just hold her and dance his gaze over her face.
“I’d better be going. But if you need anything, you let me know, okay?”
“I will.” She squeezed him in the biggest bear hug she could before crawling off his lap.
Matt caught her hand before she could get out of reach. “I mean it. Anything. If you needanything, let me know. You’re not alone, okay? And you’ve got Jaxi if you need a woman’s touch. Don’t try to deal with Helen on your own if it gets bad.”
Her throat tightened. After standing on her own for more than a year, hell, fighting demons of doubt for a lot longer than that, his insistently spoken reassurance meant more than she could possibly tell him.
She saw him to the door and kissed him one last time, then there wasn’t much left but to face the dragon in its lair. Although, giving Helen that much of a hold in the house was exactly what she didn’t want.
Chapter Sixteen
Hope stepped to the bedroom door and knocked. “Helen? You still awake?”
