Chapter 8
"Trick"
She said once her laugher had subsided. making a show Matt lifted her in his arms and put his face on her stomach making eating noises making her laugh as the metallic mask on his mouth tickled her
"Come on in Mr. Lecter"
Bella invited him smoothing her blue dress once he was done mock eating her.
"Do you like my costume?"
He asked her leaning against the closed front door. Bella nodded appreciate as her eyes took the three piece suit in, the 'H' cufflinks, the dinner hand towel sticking in his breast pocket and of course the famous Hannibal Lecter metallic mask on his mouth.
"Oh how much I like it"
She trailed. Meanwhile Matt surveyed her and he had to admit, he never thought fairytales could be so sexy without ever trying
"I'm never reading fairytales to Evan without a hardon again Miss Snow White"
He told her taking the mask off and pulling her close for a kiss. The silky fabric of her dress moved smoothly on his own making their bodies intertwine as one.
"Dinner's ready"
Bella rasped as they broke for air. Matt would prefer going straight to dessert but this would feel like a glorified booty call then and he didn't want that. he nodded mutely and looked around at Bella's house as she walked away trying to calm himself.
The house was not big but it wasn't small either. it had large windows allowing as much of sunlight as possible inside, a polished wooden floor covered with large rugs in dark but pleasant reds and blues. The walls were painted also in light colors and had just enough shade diversion that they could look perfectly light under the morning sun and wonderfully dark and homely at night. Instead of paintings the walls were covered with photos and patchwork designs that Matt knew were made by Bella's mother.
His nose caught the scent of glazed meat, his favorite and it allowed it to guide him to the kitchen reminding Bella of Pepe Le Phew and the scent of cats guiding him away.
"Hungry?"
"Famished"
They ate in silence allowing the scented candles to stir the hunger in them as the food calmed down the other kind of hunger. No sooner than Bella putting down her sparkling cider she found herself lifted in the air again as Matt strode purposely to her bedroom in the back of the house.
The overhead light was off, but it didn't Matter. Candles set in glass globes were burning softly on almost every available surface. Some of them were scented, and the wonderful odor of vanilla mixed delightfully with the scent of flowers. That was because bouquets of flowers in glass vases had also been arranged around the room here and there. The big wooden bed had been made up with silky sheets and an equally silky comforter. A single long-stemmed red rose was laid across the pillows on the bed.
Jake whispered to Matt's ear as he stood there in shock, trying to take it all in.
"Too much?"
Matt tore his eyes from the room and looked down at the figure in his arms.
"No, not one bit"
Then he didn't say anything else, because he was so busy kissing Andy for all that he was worth.
Bella felt speechless again and completely out of it as her back made contact with the bed as Matt pulled away an bit and laid on her. The blue eyes, normally so light, were now dark with desire that fueled her own. She lifted a hand to run his fingertip over his kiss-swollen bottom lip.
"I want to make love to you. Can I?"
Matt asked, his voice lower than a murmur. Bella nodded silently.
