Chapter 14

Erica

We barely made it inside the door to my condo before he pulled my shirt off. I'd never experienced passion like that before. I'd only been with Tanner, but we'd had some fantastic romps in the sheets. Fear blazed through me that I wouldn’t be enough, but the feel of Matt's hands tearing at my clothes and the wetness of his tongue against my neck and the tops of my breasts decimated any thoughts from my mind. Carnality took over and I dove in headfirst.

"God, I need you," he groaned against my throat as he ground into me. I pushed off the wall he had me pressed against and broke away from him.

"Come with me into the bedroom." My walk turned into a jog as he jogged after me. I moaned loudly as he crashed into me and lifted me off my feet, tackling me to the sheets and turning me over roughly.

"My turn to taste you, you naughty bitch." He pulled at my jeans, tugging them over my hips without undoing them.

"Only for you," I mumbled and worked to help him get me free from my pants. I started to work on my panties, but he grasped my hands tightly and glanced up.

"No. You're mine to unwrap. Lay there and do what I tell you to do." He lifted up and kissed me hard, forcing his tongue into my mouth and pressing his strong body against mine. This was the guy he'd kept locked up. Excitement tore through me.

"And if I don't?" I lifted my leg and brushed my knee beside his face as he moved down to hover above my mound.

"I would offer to spank you, but something tells me you might beg for that." He smiled up at me before leaning down and running his tongue over the front of my panties. "You want me down here?"

"Fuck yes. Don't stop until you have your fill." I figured I'd better fight fire with fire.

"I won't." He jerked my panties to the side and laid waste to what I imagined to be the perfect orgasm. His tongue and fingers played me like a well-worn fiddle and I found myself twitching and whimpering like a needy whore within minutes. He trapped my legs beneath his strong shoulders and brought me over the edge three times before I could force him off of me.

I rolled onto my stomach and panted loudly as stars danced behind my closed eyes. Never in a million years had I expected pleasure to be so intense, so demanding of me.

"I've got a pack of condoms in my bag. Wait here." He gripped my ass with both hands and leaned down to lick at me a few more times from behind.

I moaned and pressed back against him, finding myself addicted to the pleasure he could provide. It scared me how fast he'd learned the movements that made me purr like a kitten.

There was nothing left to do but enjoy the ecstasy of the moment. I slid my hands along my cold sheets and pressed my face to the comfort they offered, but kept my ass in the air. The alpha male that had taken over my creative billionaire was worthy of my worship and would probably shock the world if they ever got the chance to see him, but they wouldn't. He would never allow that.

That I had was saying a lot. Too much maybe.

"God, you're beautiful, woman. Did you know that?" He moved up on the bed behind me.

"Why did you bring condoms to Seattle?" I moved up to my hands and knees and pressed back as he rubbed his erection against me.

"Because I knew there was a slim chance that I was going to let myself go with you."

"Did you just bring them for me?" I didn't want to ask because honestly I didn't want the answer to be anything that would shut the night down.

"You know I care about you, right?" He moved over the top of me and pressed his fists into the bed beside mine as he pressed the head of his cock inside of me.

A guttural sound ripped from my chest as I pressed back on him. I needed everything he was going to give me. It had been so damn long since I'd let myself be handled by a man. Every part of me screamed for a long night of drowning in his tight grip, his dark scent, his demanding tone.

"I know you do." I let my head drop as he kissed the top of my neck and whispered so softly that I almost didn't hear him.

"Good. Remember that while I fuck you like I don't." He moved up to his knees and gripped my hips as I pushed back, taking another inch inside of me.

"More," I moaned, growing impatient.

"All you can handle, Erica." He thrusted one good time and bumped his hips against my ass hard.

The sound of us enjoying the deep penetration left me shaking. He was my mate. Whether he chose to run from it or dive in deep with me would be the question, but whether we belonged together wasn't even a thought at that point. I knew we did.

"Grip the sheets." He ran his strong hands up my back and tightened his hold on my shoulder with one hand as the other slipped into my hair and pulled back, forcing me to arch my back. "There you go. Just hold that position and enjoy what I'm about to do to you."

I bit my lip to keep another whimper inside, but the minute he started to open me up with his hard thrusts and tight grip, I let myself go, making all the sounds that accompany that type of sex.

Sweat dripped down the side of my neck as he leaned over and pressed his chest to my back as he continued to work me deep and slow. Pressure built up inside my stomach until I screamed his name and rocked back against his cock, taking my orgasm to a new height.

"I'm gonna join you." He licked the side of my neck and kissed my ear as he trapped my head in his hands and moaned his orgasm into my ear, never once relenting or being shy about it. His aggression was beautiful, his passion blistering hot.

The night would be etched across my soul for as long as I drew breath. I just prayed like hell that it wouldn’t be the last time I'd feel him pressed to the top of me.