Matched For Love(40)

He seemed to know just when to press harder and when to go a little slower, keeping her just on the edge of insanity. She needed to lie down before her legs gave out.

As if he read her mind, and without stopping, thank God, Deek lifted her up as if she weighed nothing, and laid her on her back as he kept up the good work between her legs.

She needed release again and writhed under him with every new stroke. Reaching above her head, she hung on to the posts in the headboard to keep her grounded as her hips jerked involuntarily with his sweet torture. “Deek. Please. Now.”

She opened her eyes and found that Deek had managed to kick out of his jeans and was fumbling with a condom, all while he pleasured her. He was an amazing lover.

He finally stopped long enough to roll the condom on his very impressive erection, and then he slid his hands slowly up her body, as he slipped all the way inside her. He was large, but she was so ready, it didn’t matter.

Deek covered her hands with his on the headboard posts and whispered, “This is just how I dreamed of you. Beautiful, naked, back arched, hands above your head, begging me to take you.”

She nodded while her body thrummed inside, yearning for him to do just that. “Me too. Hurry. Please.”

He thrust into her so hard that she couldn’t help her outcry. Then he did it again, and again, and she never wanted him to stop. Her hands trapped under his wanted to touch Deek, to explore his hard chest above her, his strong thighs, his muscled ass that kept up the steady plunges inside her, but he held her in place, and with each new thrust pushed her to another level she’d never gone to before. It stole her breath, made her muscles weak like she’d just float right off the bed if he hadn’t been holding her in place. So she closed her eyes and rode the wave that had built into a fierce storm inside her and let herself bask in the pleasure Deek gave her.

He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her, so deeply it stole the last of her strength, and she needed to give in, enjoy the quivers up her spine as her body tightened around his. It had to be torturous for Deek to hold off so long. So she whispered, “Together,” and then she came with an intensity she’d never known before, while he found his much-needed release at the same time.

He finally moved his hands and slowly lowered his heavy body on top of hers as he gulped for air. Then he buried his head on the pillow beside her and kissed her cheek. “You okay?”

“Mmmmmm,” was all she could manage as she lay under him, waiting for the aftershocks of the incredible sex they’d shared to completely still.

Deek must’ve felt them too, because he whispered, “I think we’re going to have to go another time. Can’t leave my princess wanting more.”

She smiled and ran her hands over his damp back. While caressing the sexy, hard cords of muscles that heaved along with his attempts to gain his breath back, she whispered, “But I want to be in charge this time.”

“Still being bossy?” He lifted his head and kissed her, slowly and sweetly. When his lips left hers, he whispered, “I haven’t shown you everything I’ve learned yet.” He stood and headed to the bathroom.

“Seriously?” She propped her head up on one hand. “There’s more?”

He called out, “Uh-huh. But if you want to have it your way, I’m game.” After a few minutes, he returned, obviously without an ounce of modesty for being completely naked, and slipped under the covers again. He pulled her beside him, his hardness against her leg proving the next round was imminent. “So what’d ya have in mind, Lori?”

She loved how confident he was in the bedroom. It was a major turn-on.

“Well, even though I’m a princess, and used to bossing people around…” She slipped his thick black glasses from his nose and laid them on the nightstand. “I can be a fair sovereign too.” She snuggled next to him again. “Feel free to proceed.”

“Your wish is my command. Get ready to lose all control.” He flipped her onto her stomach, then lifted up her hips to the angel he wanted. “Probably best to rest on your elbows for this.”

As she knelt before him on all fours, feeling more foreign but incredible sensations, she didn’t know how much more she could take of his glorious torture to her body, but she’d gladly die trying.



Deek blinked his eyes open, unsure of where he was for a moment. Then the warm, curvy, naked woman wrapped up in his arms moved, proving it hadn’t been all a dream. But he wasn’t supposed to be there. “Crap. I fell asleep.”

Lori’s head popped up. “You have to sneak out. And then come back with clothes for Asher, so the kids won’t know you spent the night.”