Timing

By AnitaB

Chapter four: Perfection

It was perfect. It was so damn perfect he was barely holding back. Serena felt so damn good holding every single inch of him so deep. He adored the sound of his name on her lips and the bite of her nails at his shoulders. He loved the tight grip of her legs around his hips and the even tighter grasp of her body around his. Matt positioned himself against and inside her to keep her from breaking him wide open with the amazing movements of her hips. If she arched one more time beneath him, his already fragile control was going to shatter. And he was nowhere near done with the precious angel in his arms. Locking his eyes on her face, Matt tried to steal her control while guarding his own. "I want to feel every gorgeous inch of you, darling, every beautiful little response. Squeeze me, love, feel me, shatter around me."

Her eyes closed. Her arms tightened, leading him down to sip a gorgeous sound off her sweet lips. And then his beautiful girl tried to kill him. Matt had no idea what she did, but without moving an inch of her body, she somehow managed to move every single muscle, wrapping him the most unbelievable heat he'd ever felt.

The sound on her lips let him know that this felt just as incredible for her as it did for him. And that was too good to let him keep even a shred of his control. "Oh sweet fuck, darling."

He adored the smile on her face even as he let go completely. If she wanted hard, fast and out of control… well that was what she was going to get. /Serena, love.\\ The first hard plunge brought his name to her lips and her body arching up against his. "God, yes. Matt, please."

There was no holding back against such pleasure. Matt was lost in it and in her. "Serena, love." Digging his elbows into the mattress, he arched and plunged, adoring each little twitch in her muscles and the sound on her lips. /That's my girl, my sweet Serena.\\ Every hard thrust of his body into hers wrapped all his muscles even tighter. She was heaven, so hot and sweet around his every aching nerve that he expected to explode at the end of each plunge. And the sound of her moaning and calling out his name… he had to push her over the edge first before he shattered inside her. Matt needed to feel this precious woman come apart in his arms, feel her climax holding every inch of him deep and tight. "Serena,"

She was close. He could feel it in the way she trembled around him and the change in her breathing. She was close, but he needed to get her all the way there. "Matt, please…" /I'll give it to you, darling. Want to give you everything.\\ Matt claimed her lips, tasting his name on her lips. He hooked one hand behind her knee, stroking up the smooth length of her thigh to slide his fingertips into the hot silk between her legs. Matt adored the jerk of her hips against his touch, loved the breathless sound on her lips, fucking reveled in the feeling of her shattering around every inch of his erection. "Matt, yes!"

"Bloody hell, my sweet Serena." The bite of her nails in his back and the squeeze of her legs around his waist was just that little bit too much and he managed one more hard thrust before following her right over that edge. Matt found his hands at her hips, his fingers clenching against her skin as every inch of his body pressed deeper for one more heavenly second inside hers. His last coherent thought was that he had to be leaving bruises on her hips. "Serena!"

The world went hazy as he collapsed into her arms and got lost in the heat of her skin against his. Serena wasn't close enough, even now. Mindlessly wrapping his arms around her waist, Matt rolled to his back and tucked her close against his chest. /More, love, closer.\\ He needed a kiss, needed the warmth and taste of her on his tongue while she still had his heart racing in his chest. "Darling," Matt ran one hand up the smooth curves of her body to cup her cheek and tilt her head. Nothing in the world was better than this moment holding her close and savoring the sweet warmth of her lips opening to his.

Her fingers slid through his hair before stroking along his skin to rest over his heart. She kissed him so sweetly and so softly that he still couldn't catch his breath even after his heart slowed. Well before he was ready to give up her kiss, Serena pulled back her lips. "Matt, that was…"

"Perfect, so bloody perfect." He helplessly buried a hand in her hair and pulled her back down against his chest for another taste. He would never, ever get enough of her kiss. Soon he'd have to start practicing the whole 'let her back out of arm's length' thing. But not yet. And Serena by no means seemed to have any desire to hurry that process along. Her arms curled tight around his neck as every sweet little inch of her body shifted against his for a better angle at his lips. He happily helped her move even closer for the next amazing kiss. When his sweet girl pulled back for a breath, Mathew found words on his lips. "I'm never letting you go, love. You're mine now."

A smile curved her lips mere inches from his and he felt relief and warmth flood his nerves. "Good, I wouldn't let you go either. You're mine, Mathew. I need you." Serena bit her lip and cupped his face in trembling fingers. He was helpless before the look on her face.

With a low, desperate sound, Mathew pulled her back down to his lips and dragged the tip of his tongue over that sweet, bitten lip. "You have me, you'll always have me, Serena. Now give me a kiss."

"Always," His hands stroked over the hot silk of her skin as her sweet lips reclaimed his. Her hands were busily heating the skin of his chest with the slide of her fingertips and the bite of her nails. /Yes, my sweet Serena. Always want more of you.\\ Getting lost in her kiss, Matt let his fingers tangle in her hair to keep her close. She still wasn't close enough.

Especially when she pulled back with a gasp. Only after her lips were out of reach could he hear it. His alarm clock was ringing sharp and loud only a foot from the edge of his bed. Serena turned to look at it like she wanted to throw it off the roof of the hospital. "I guess we do have to get out of bed sometime, don't we?" Groaning low in her throat, she dragged herself out of his arms despite his sudden unwillingness to let her go. "Mathew," She gave in just a little to the grip of his fingers through hers, leaning down from her place at the side of his bed for just a sweet moment of a kiss. "How long do we have before the others notice that we're late to work."

"Not enough, my sweet Serena. Not nearly enough for what I'd want to do." Mathew smiled at the instant heat in her eyes. If she looked at him like that for even another second, they wouldn't be late for work. They would be calling in sick and spending the whole day in bed. "Get dressed, love. If we hurry, we can pick up your car, get you some fresh clothes, and still be on time for work."

Something flickered just behind those gorgeous blue eyes and he knew he was going to have the time of his life keeping up with this woman. "And how many days worth of clothes should I pick up?"

"As many as you want, love. If I got my way, you'd spend every night in my arms." He adored the desperate little sound on her lips in the instant before she fisted her hands in his hair and kissed him breathless.

"Get dressed, Mathew, or we aren't making it to work at all today. Hurry." He loved the heat in her eyes as she grabbed her clothes and dashed for the bathroom. The idea that he was even half as distracting to her as she was to him put a smile on his lips that he didn't think he could wipe away.

"Right behind you, darling." He dressed quickly and went to finish the abandoned process of making coffee. Though he'd pick touching Serena over any other activity any bloody day.

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