Matt looked at the woman who had just pulled up her panties in front of him and decided to forget the rope tonight. He didn't know what had just happened that had put her in flight mode.

She looked him in the eye, the man who now held her between a wall and his even harder body. While his eyes appraised here, hers were on the door.

"Don't go. When you came here with me, you knew what you wanted."

"So did you when you won that poker match."

"Stay the night and we can both get what we want."

She shook her head.

"No…you'll get everything."

"You changing your mind. That's okay if you are but can you tell me why?"

"You wouldn't understand Houston…"

"Why wouldn't I?"

She sighed, standing there so still.

"You've gotten every woman you've ever wanted since high school," she said, "and without looking back. Don't get me wrong. I'm not judging you. I wanted to be like that too…"

He shook his head.

"Why…would you want that? C.J…there's nothing wrong with being different…from anyone else especially me."

She narrowed her eyes.

"You saying you aren't in to casual…but Houston it's what you do. You're so damn good at it too."

He sighed.

"Ever wonder why that is? Sometimes I do…"

"Really? Why is that? It's a lot easier your way Houston…"

He fingered a strand of hair off of her face.

"Easier's not always better…"

She appeared to digest that.

"But I still want to try…so why don't we?"

He pressed his body against hers knowing exactly what she meant but long enough in her arms, she might become putty. She didn't know the affect that he had on her…not yet. But she still had an eye on the damn door.

"Don't go."

She sighed, her breath still uneven.

"You're in my way."

He braced himself by placing his hands on the wall on either side of her and he looked intently into her eyes, searing a pathway there.

"We're not done."

Oh she knew that was true but she'd ceded him too much control over her already. She never wanted any man to think he owned her even for a moment and when she had been writhing under his fingers and his mouth, she sensed his possession and now, she knew it hadn't been enough for him.

Not to mention what it did for her.

"There's so much more I want to do with you."

She felt heady from the intensity of his words and her body tensed again.

"But you still have your pants on," she said to keep it light.

"I can fix that," he answered with a smile.

He watched her carefully while he unsnapped his pants, lowered his zipper and pushed his jeans down his thighs sculpted by years in the saddle not to mention hiking through every kind of terrain. He wore black briefs and now with most of his clothes off, he looked as magnificent as she'd imagined in her fantasies.

She thought he'd discard his briefs as well but he reached for her again, his hands settling on her shoulders and he kissed her mouth, more intently than earlier. Her own lips felt invigorated and responded, her hands touching his bare chest. His muscles there twitched beneath her fingers and she marveled at the warmth of his skin.

She knew he wasn't the only one simmering inside with heat.

He reached his hands in front of her and palmed her breasts while he slipped his tongue in between her lips. His hands nearly spanned their roundness and he massaged them gently while tonguing inside her mouth. The pressure of his hands there felt wondrous and she sighed as he used that to pin her against the wall again while he explored her mouth again. She felt the reverberations of pleasure from what he did to her threaten to overwhelm her again and she pushed the feeling of losing herself away. He just felt too damn good right now.

She felt a thigh wedge in between her legs as Matt parted them gently enough to stand in between them. His body pushing against hers in ways that made her gasp…and then almost recover.

"It's all yours if you want it," he whispered.

She tried to breathe through the whirlwind of feelings that pulsated from inside her. It felt so damn good the friction he built up between them, enhanced by their clothing. If she weren't careful, he'd know how much.

It'd be better for her if she could just focus on the pleasure and not keep score on what they did to one another. But it didn't feel safer to just bow to the pleasure building up again inside her. It made her feel uneasiness interlaced with the passion he evoked in her. His lips worked hard to convince her otherwise, and slowly she felt her resolve melt away.

"So where do you want it to be…right here or on the bed?"

She felt at a loss for words as his lips moved down her neck and he moved his body even closer as he reached down to grab her ass, lifting her up slightly to rock against it. Damn him for that.

But she couldn't find the words.

"I…"

Matt watched her closely, his own body driving him crazy by now, needing release inside of her. He couldn't take his eyes off of her at this point.

The way her pelvis sculpted her panties, like her breasts had her camisole left him with the task of trying to hold onto his self-control. He reached out to caress her lower face and she actually leaned into his caresses, looking at him.

"It's going to be an amazing experience C.J.…"

Her eyes knit in concentration but her body relaxed a bit, enough so that when he kissed her this time, more softly, like warm breath on her lips, she let him. His body pressed her against the wall again and damn, he felt rock hard against her. She felt her pussy ache for what it needed and what she wanted.

"Take them off…"

She looked up at him suddenly, and she shook her head.

"I'm not taking my underwear off first…"

He sighed.

"Then take off mine."

She blinked her eyes and then she reached out her hands because she just had to see what lay beneath his briefs. When she brushed her fingers against his bulge, he hitched his breathing and that gave her the confidence to continue. She slipped her fingers underneath the waistband and sliding his briefs over his gorgeous ass and oh…my…her mouth dropped when she took at him completely naked for the first time.

"You like this don't you…?"

He didn't answer her, he didn't even look at her and she knew she held the power in her hands now. So she kept both hands on his cock, exploring it while he fought to keep from squirming. Headiness filled her as she saw his struggle, and she thought about how much he'd like it when she substituted one of her hands with her mouth.

"I want to taste you…"

His breath caught in his throat.

"Not now…It'll be over before it starts."

She tilted her head still toying with that part of him with her thumb including that sweet spot underneath, the one that nearly had him jumping out of his skin.

"Don't worry about that," she promised.

Looking at her, he had no doubt she would, damn when she had grabbed hold of him, her nervousness had faded again. Good, let her feel as if she controlled him and when he turned the tables on her, she'd be too far gone with pleasure to care. Surrendering himself to a woman, he'd just never done it, that's all.

"Later…right now I've got other things I want to do."

She sucked in her breath looking at him without letting go of him but when he pressed against her this time, his body rubbed against hers. Her hands moved reflexively to his ass and she felt the power in the muscles there as he tensed them to keep from thrusting.

"I need you now…"

His voice sounded hoarse and the hardness of him teased her. But this time she squirmed away from his embrace and now stood behind him.

She tossed him a smile and a few bold words.

"Then come and get me…"