Chapter 14: Chapter 14

He glanced at her and smiled. She stared at him with lust filled eyes, her lips drawn into a sexy pout. He knew from her expression that she too had thought about how good it had been between them the night before.

“I could barely concentrate today; my thoughts of you were so all consuming.” He captured her lips in a languorous kiss and gently massaged her breasts in his hands, teasing the nipples to hardened peaks.

He squashed her breasts together and lowered his head to suckle her nipples. Sharp tingles of pleasure slid over his body at the sound of her throaty moans, and he sucked harder.

After bathing her nipples until they glistened under the muted light, he lifted his gaze to watch her. She was just so goddamned sexy, with her head thrown back, her mouth open, and her cheeks flushed a dusky rose.

He released her breasts and slid up her body, sticking one hand under her skirt which was now practically bunched up at her hips, to dip a single finger inside of her.

They both sucked in a breath simultaneously. She was dripping

wet.

He pushed her thong to the side, and with one hand held it firmly in place, while he undid his pants and slipped his aching cock out with the other.

Gripping his engorged flesh within his palm, he positioned the head of his dick at the tight, wet opening of her hot cunt and pressed forward until the head slipped inside.

“Matthew. No,” he heard the alarm in her voice and stopped. He dragged in a shaky breath to tamp down his lust long enough for him to speak.

He met her anxious gaze. “What is it, babe?” “We need protection.”

He grinned sheepishly. “That didn’t work so well for us last time.”

Her eyes rounded. “You think this is funny, but I’m serious. I could really be pregnant.”

“Then we don’t need a condom.” Her eyes grew wider. “Matthew!”

He let out a sigh and leaned his forehead against hers. “I don’t have one honey, and if you could be pregnant then we don’t need one.”

“But what if I’m not?”

He quirked his lips into a lopsided grin. “Then we should try until you are.”

She shot him a scathing look. “That’s not funny, Matthew.”

He traced a trail of kisses across her forehead, down her cheek and along her ear, where he whispered. “I’m not joking.” He dipped his head lower and kissed the hollow space between her collar bone and neck. “I hope our first child is a girl—” he murmured as he shifted his hips so his cock sank deeper inside her moist heat. “—who looks just like you,” he groaned against her neck and fed her another slow inch of his stiff erection.

“Matthew,” she gasped and he couldn’t tell if it was a warning or

not.

“If you want me to stop then I will,” he whispered softly. “I would never want to do anything that you’re not comfortable with.” He pushed forward to ease deeper inside her tight sheath. “And I would never do

anything to hurt you.” He paused to flick his tongue out and trace lazy circles against her soft skin but stopped abruptly when her pussy tightened around him. He closed his eyes and let out a groan as a shudder of pleasure rocked his body. “God, Lana you can’t tell me that if you feel half as strongly as I do that deep down the thought of having my child doesn’t excite you just a little. That having me bare inside you doesn't turn you on just a little. That the feel of me coming inside you doesn’t make you hot, because it sure as hell is making me hot for you.

Damn, Lana, I think I’m going to burn up just thinking about having your bare pussy wrapped around my dick.”

When several moments ticked by in silence, he finally lifted his head to meet her gaze. Confusion and uncertainty shimmered in her eyes and he was sure that she would deny his words and push him away. But instead she reached up to snake one arm behind his neck and pulled him closer to press her lips against his. Her kiss was demanding, and he abandoned himself to the lush taste of her mouth, dragging her deeper into his embrace. He groaned against her lips, and at the same time he

surged forward, seating himself fully inside her pussy.

*

Her eyes slid shut at the first thrust of his hard length inside her and she trembled in his arms, her pussy caving in around his cock. What the hell are you doing? She asked herself for the thousandth time. This was

crazy! She barely knew Matthew, and yet she was letting him do things to

her body that she’d never allowed any other man to do to her before. She was always so responsible, but this was undoubtedly the craziest thing she’d ever done in her life. And the worst part was that she was loving every minute.

“God, Lana, you feel so good gripping my cock,” he moaned against her lips as he began to rock in and out of her on shallow strokes.

She tightened her thighs around him, as she let her hands roam across the muscled planes of his torso, still encased in his dress shirt. She ached to rip it from him so that her bare hands could stroke his chiseled flesh, but that would only break his rhythm, which was quickly propelling her toward orgasm.

Her eyes flew open when he slammed into her, driving into her harder. She stared into his intense eyes, as sweat beaded along his hairline, and his face twisted from the effort of holding back his climax.

She rocked her hips off the desk, thrusting them forward to send him tunneling deeper inside her.

“Lana,” he hissed.

“That’s it Matthew. Lose control for me. Come inside me,” she rasped as her body began to tingle as the first wave of her climax welled inside her. Throwing her head back, she gripped his arms and screamed out his name at the same time he buried his length deep inside her and exploded, spurting his warm semen deep within her sheath, drenching the spasming walls of her cunt.

Their cries of ecstasy mingled together, along with the essence of their orgasms, until they were both unable to form a word. It was a long while before either of them moved, and when Matthew did, she whimpered softly at the cold chill that settled over her with the loss of his

warmth.