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Matt gave me a small smile and I could tell by the way he looked at me that he didn't plan on granting me mercy from my hormones any time soon. “I don't care if you never finished college.” He caressed my cheek with his thumb, and I shivered. “You raised a kid. And you did a damn fine job of it. That's no less impressive.”
“You really think so?”
“Of course I do.”
Matt leaned in, and almost,almost, kissed me—God I wanted him to kiss me—but at the last minute, he stopped. “I said I’d wait for you to ask,” he murmured.
What? For a second, I didn’t know what he was talking about. Until I remembered the kiss in the park, and the promise he’d made me after. He wanted me to ask him for a kiss. And I wanted to ask him, but I couldn’t just do that. If I’d learnedanythingin my life it was that actions, especially actions like this, had consequences.
“There’s something we need to talk about before we do this,” I informed Matt.
He leaned back, a curious expression on his face. “So you’re saying wearegoing to do this? Because I’ve got to tell you, my mother keeps trying to introduce me to all these women, and all I can think about is you. This.” He closed his eyes for just a moment and exhaled. And then when he opened his eyes again he looked right into mine. “I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.”
His words, and the intensity with which he delivered them almost undid me, because I wanted him too, wanted to feel the weight of his body on top of mine, wanted to feel his naked skin touching mine—I’ddreamedof a moment like this for the past eight years—but there was something I needed to know before I could let this go any farther.
I licked my lips, looking at him. “I want to kiss you. I really do, believe me, but… Are you… Is this…” I took a deep breath and started again. “Are you going to stick around? For Jake?”
For me?
The way his lips tugged up, just for a second, let me know he heard the part I didn’t say. “I’m not going to leave Jake,” he reassured me. And then, before I could respond to that, he leaned in again. And I pulled him closer.
14
Elias
Somehow, we fumbled our way along the walls to my bedroom. It was a miracle neither of us tripped and fell or broke something, but we made it.
By the time Matt threw me down on the bed, all rational thought had fled my brain. I was a creature entirely controlled by raging hormones and driven by an insatiable desire for the alpha who’d stolen my heart so many years ago. The alpha whose mere scent still managed to drive me wild in ways I couldn’t even describe.
For the most part, I was a calm and somewhat collected person. I really was.
Only Matt somehow managed to undo all of that within seconds. The moment I felt him on top of me, I was his. And there was something about this feeling of belonging, of being owned, that gave me a rush so strong it made me feel light-headed. Sometimes I wondered if it was some sort of hard-wired omega instinct that made me behave that way, but in the heat of the moment, I really didn't care. The feeling was way too good, too intense, for me to question it.
I'd had sex after Matt left, even with other alphas once or twice, but none of them had managed to get me into this state. Something had always feltoff.Wrong, in a way.
But now as Matt claimed my lips and rocked our hips together, the only thing that bothered me was all the fabric between us.
I'd been wanting to have another night with Matt forever--no matter how foolish that was--and if we were going to do this, I wanted the full experience, not a dry-hump.
I ran my hand into Matt's hair and tugged just slightly. “You're wearing too many clothes.”
“Yeah?” He gave me a slow, sexy smile. “Funny. So are you.”
“Take them off me, then.”
Matt's smile turned into a feral grin. “If that's what you want.”
If only you knew howmuchI want that.
I raised my arms and lifted my legs helpfully as Matt tore my clothes off me like he couldn't get to the skin underneath fast enough. Like he wanted me as badly as I wanted him.
I hoped that was true, even if I still wasn't sure what thatmeantfor us. I just wanted. Him. Us. This.
Once Matt had removed all the fabric from my body, he leaned down to kiss me again and I slung my arms around his neck while his hand roamed lower, trailing his fingers over my chest until they found one of my nipples. And Matt must have remembered how sensitive I was there because he started rolling the hardening nub between his fingers in a way that made my breath catch in my throat. He chuckled. The sound was a low rumble as he dipped his head to kiss my neck while his fingers continued to abuse my nipple in just the right way, his free hand finding the other one.
Oh God. It had been way too long since I'd let someone touch me like this. That fact alone would have made this experience intense, but on top of that, it wasn't just anyone touching me now--it was Matt! And I didn't know how to process that without letting a way too needy sound escape my lips.
“You like that?” Matt murmured. “You're going tolovethis then.” And with that he enveloped my nipple with his mouth and teased it with his tongue.
