Page 32 of Where You Are
“Why not?” I ask on a breathy giggle as I sit on my bed.
“Because my cock has been painfully hard all day as it is, thinking about the next time I can get inside you, and then you have to throw that little image at me and make my imagination go into hyper-drive.”
I gnaw on my lip and rub my legs together at the sound of his desire for me.
“You don’t even know what I bought.”
“I don’t care; I already know how it’s going to look. Besides, there’s an easy solution to that.”
“And what’s that?” I ask teasingly, even though I know.
“I’m headed over.”
I glance outside to see Sarah and Mike having wine and grilling out on the patio.
“How about I come over to your place?” I suggest.
He’s quiet for a moment before answering.
“So… you’ll be in my bed,” he states in the same low tenor he’s been using this entire conversation that’s making my clit throb. In fact, I think I have a mini orgasm when I imagine him with the phone up to his ear and his downcast eyes. “How soon can you be here?”
After slipping on my new purchase, I freshen up my hair and makeup and even put on the new jeans I bought today with the rest of my clothes. I manage to slink out of the pool house and towards my car without being seen, Matt’s text message that includes his address at the ready. It turns out he’s not even ten minutes away. His brown house with cobblestone pillars sits on a three-acre lot with thick trees lining the back of it. As I make my way up the steps, the door opens, presenting the best sight the male species can offer to that of the female.
Matt is freshly showered, his wet hair combed back with a few rebel strands hanging in his face. He’s in blue jeans and he’sshirtless.All of a sudden I’m an incompetent fool who can’t keep her mouth closed. Fortunately, he doesn’t seem to notice and as soon as the door is closed behind me, he bends down and grabs me around my legs and throws me over his shoulder. I yelp and laugh as he fireman carries me to what I’m presuming is going to be his bedroom. Guess I’ll have to see the rest of the house later. In the meantime I’m enjoying the view of Matt’s jean-clad ass.
Before I know it, I’m deposited on a king-sized bed. I’m only vaguely aware of the blue and grey color scheme of my surroundings as I look up at Matt’s face to find a relaxed smile and half-lidded eyes that are a deep blue; a shade I’ve recently learned they take on when he’s turned on as all hell.
“I believe you had something to show me?” he prompts with a raised eyebrow. I give a gentle nod, setting my gaze on his as I stand.
I undo the button on my jeans and slowly guide the zipper down. I open the fly enough for him to see a shred of the blue lace showing in an inverted triangle. I then reach for the hem of my top and pull it up over my head, revealing the sexy matching bra that makes my breasts look dynamite. I feel empowered and unbelievably turned on when I see Matt’s response as each little bit of the lingerie is gradually revealed. The look in his eyes as they pan up and down my body makes me feel warm and swollen between my legs. And while I’ve never explored a career in stripping, I feel enticed to make a little show out of this. I turn my back to him and glance at him over my shoulder as I work my jeans down, slowly swaying my hips as I reveal my lace covered ass. His reaction doesn’t disappoint. His breath hitches, making my blood pulse in my core.
When I step out of the jeans and turn to face him again to give him a full-frontal view, one of his hands comes up to cover his mouth while his eyes scan up and down my body.
“Fuck…” he rasps out on a heavy breath as he lowers his hand to his crotch and closes his eyes as he gives his cock a squeeze. “God, you’re breathtaking. I’m serious Em,” he says as I blush and give a shy smile. “You’ve literally taken the breath right out of my lungs,” he says, shaking his head like he’s never been here before and doesn’t know what to do.
My entire body is warming with all the blood flushing to all my sensitive areas. Matt does this to me. I’ve never felt so desired by a man in my life. I can feel his ache for me in my ache for him. I reach out and pop the button on his jeans, while lifting my eyes up to meet his. He takes my face in his hands and looks down at me as if he’s about to make the bravest confession of his life.
“I want you. I want you so bad, Mel.”
“Take me,” I breathlessly order him as I move the zipper of his fly down.
“I’m going to,” he assures me in a husky whisper before lowering himself to his knees in front of me and gripping my hips, stroking his thumbs along the lace of my panties. “Right after I worship the fuck out of you.”
Chapter Seventeen
Melanie
My eyesopen easily to sun streaming through the transparent white curtains that hang in front of the window. After blinking awake for a minute and getting my bearings, I allow myself a glance around Matt’s room. The sheets I’m wrapped in are grey and there’s a dark blue comforter pushed to the foot of the big-ass bed. The nightstands, dresser and headboard are all a matching dark cherry wood. While these colors would normally scream cold bachelor pad, I notice the walls aren’t the usual stark white, but more of a cream, giving the room a clean and cozy feel. I could actually see myself living in here, as risky a thought as that is after just a few weeks.
I chance a roll over to look at my bed companion to find he’s awake.
“Again?”I ask with a teasing smile.
“I wasn’t watching you sleep!” he immediately defends. “I was admiring the view,” he clarifies with a nonchalant lift of his shoulder before letting his arm settle over me, making me feel wholly secure.
Still feeling playful, I raise an eyebrow at him in challenge.
“You. Naked. In my bed. After I just rocked your world.” He elaborates in clipped words.