one arm, then the other. “It’s beautiful. This scarlet splash against your purity.” His smile curved wickedly inside my elbow. “And I really like knowing I’m the one who corrupts you.”
“But I’m not pure,” I said. “I have my sins, Matthew. Just like everyone else, I bleed when I’m cut.”
He paused over the bruise just above my breast, the one I never allowed to heal. Not completely. He licked it, lightly at first, then again with one long, languorous swipe of his tongue.
I shuddered as he moved between my breasts, tongue tickling the sensitive skin between them.
“I like it when you sin, Nina.” His voice rumbled against my skin, causing goose bumps to rise in its path. “I like to see you get a little dirty. With me.”
His mouth closed over one nipple, and he sucked, hard.
“Ah!” I cried. “You’ll—you’ll have to be careful. Someone is going to hear us.”
“Who?” he asked as he moved to the other side. “We aren’t sharing any walls here, Nina. It’s just us and the damn trees. So go ahead, baby. Make that sound for me again.”
I did, and then I watched, transfixed, as he drew a trail of kisses down my belly, pausing just below my navel to press a particularly tender one to the sensitive skin there.
“Baby,” he murmured, then continued further.
“Oh!” My heels dug into the mattress, hips arching upward as his mouth found my clit.
Hands wrapped around my ankles this time, securing me to the mattress on both ends.
“Take it, Nina. I want your pleasure. I want to feel you fuckin’ writhe, baby.”
And writhe I did, as his tongue twisted and lips sucked, as he savored every buck of my hips like I was a horse he was trying to tame. Every so often he would hum, and the delicious rumble against that most sensitive part of me made me jerk, not in an attempt to escape. I wanted to get closer.
My fingers flexed, aching to sink into his silken hair. His tongue dipped into me.
And suddenly, I flew.
“Matthew!” I shouted, loud enough that I was sure anyone within a five-miles radius must be able to hear me.
He released my feet in order to grab my thighs, hold me down while I shook and shivered and thrashed until I couldn’t anymore. At last, his iron grip softened. He placed his chin on my hip and smiled sweetly while he waited for me to recover.
“You okay?”
“Please,” I gasped. “Please. I want you.”
“Not yet.” He pressed one more kiss to my leg before sitting up on his heels, looking for a moment like a king surveying his kingdom.
“Why?” I whined shamelessly. “Matthew, please.”
“First I want to see those beautiful eyes while I slide into your mouth.”
I licked my lips eagerly, utterly shameless for the way his words drove my desire. He crawled up the length of my body, drew his impossibly hard arousal over my stomach, between my breasts, as if he wanted to feel every modest curve I had touch his most sensitive part as well. Then carefully, he straddled my shoulders and held his erection to the seam of my lips, a deliciously greedy gleam shining in his dark eyes.
Obediently, I opened.
How is it possible? I wondered as he slid inside, inch by inch. Despite the fact that I was literally bound and tied while this man unabashedly took his pleasure from my body, I had never felt more free.
Perhaps because I knew that however he judged himself, Matthew never judged me for embracing my animal nature.
“Fuuuuuuck,” he groaned as I sucked hard, relishing the taste of him. “Goddammit, Nina. It’s too much.”
But before I could do it again, he pulled out of my swollen mouth, then bent to retrieve a condom from his pants. When he returned, he covered me completely, his long, graceful body a secure cage against the bed.
I couldn’t have been happier to be trapped.
“Are you ready for me?” he murmured against my lips just before he stole a few more kisses. When he slipped against my slick entrance, he shuddered. “God, please tell me you’re ready, baby.”
Dying to pull him to me, I instead arched my hips upward in invitation. “Please.”
He fit himself to me, then grabbed my chin with one hand, holding me perfectly still as his lips closed over mine and he began the delicious, excruciatingly slow process of sliding inside me.
“Mmmmfftttt?”
I moaned lightly at the way he teased, then reluctantly, broke the kiss. “What did you say?”
His lips curved into that deliciously