to do is say and I’ll stop.” His hand curved around the back of her neck and his lips trailed from her neck to her jaw, hovering tantalizingly close to her mouth. She wondered if he was doing it on purpose, teasing her, making her wait. Waiting increased the tension, and underneath the tension was excitement.
Her nerves and uncertainty didn’t change the fact that she wanted him with every fiber of her being.
She didn’t have the chance to speak because he lowered his mouth to hers, kissing her in a slow, seductive exploration that made her pulse pound. It was every bit as exciting as it had been the first time, and she gave a little moan and grabbed for the front of his shirt. This part she could handle. If only he’d stop at this, they’d probably ace it.
He pushed her back until her shoulders were pressed up against the door. She could feel the hardness of his thighs caging hers, and feel the thickened pressure of him against her. Trapped, she gave a little moan and wrapped her arms around the solid power of his shoulders.
Kissing Matt was a whole-body experience. She felt it right through her, little shivers of excitement chasing across her skin and sliding into her limbs. Her hands tightened on his shoulders, her fingers digging into hard male muscle. She was grateful for his strength because she wasn’t confident she could rely on her own body to keep her upright. Fortunately, she didn’t need to worry about that because he kept her clamped against the solid power of his body, holding her trapped while he kissed her. His mouth was hot and hungry, his kiss both demanding and explicit. His free hand slid upward, cupping the heavy weight of her breast through the thin layers of her clothing. It was the first time he’d touched her so intimately and she tensed. He paused and then dragged his thumb slowly over the tip. Sensation shot through her like a lightning bolt and she moaned against his mouth. The craving was so acute it was hard to stay still. She felt his hand tighten on her hip, holding her still while the other continued to tease every nerve ending in her body with slow, delicious strokes that left her shaking. She could feel the hard, heavy ridge of him pressing against her and still he kissed her, holding her trapped.
Suddenly, it wasn’t enough. She wanted more. She didn’t want him touching her through her clothing; she wanted to feel all of it and she urged his hand down to the hem of her shirt. Without lifting his mouth from hers, he flicked open the buttons and pulled off her shirt, so that all that was between her and him was the confection of silk and lace that Eva had insisted she wear. She didn’t feel him unfasten it but he must have because she felt the soft slide of fabric whisper over her skin as it slid to the floor. And then he drew her deeper into the warmth of his mouth and she closed her eyes. His tongue slid in slow, delicious circles that sent her excitement levels soaring. Until that moment she’d had no idea that pleasure could be agonizing.
Without warning, he scooped her up and carried her to the bed.
He deposited her onto a downy nest of cushions and throws and she sank into a swirling world of sensation as he finished undressing her. Matt ripped off his shirt and she had a brief glimpse of taut muscle before he came down on top of her. The hair on his chest grazed supersensitive skin and then he was kissing her again.
The window was open, and the only sounds were the hiss of the sea as it lapped at the sand and the uneven tone of Matt’s breathing as he kissed his way down her body and eased her thighs apart.
For Frankie, sex had always been a deeply unsatisfying fumble in the dark, but the cabin caught the full force of the late-afternoon sun, the warmth of the rays spilling over her skin and spotlighting every inch of her naked body.
She felt the maddeningly gentle flick of Matt’s tongue at the top of her thighs and tried to wriggle away.
“Stop!” Mortified, she tried to push him away. “You can’t do that!”
“Why not?”
“It’s too embarrassing—”
“It’s embarrassing because you’re not used to being naked in front of me? You’ll get used to it.”
“Matt, I won’t, I—oh—”