Serenity (Inevitable #5)(82)

Her body was still humming, her head still spinning crazily, as Matthew swept her up into his arms and carried her into the master bedroom. He set her down reverently in the middle of the big bed, and she watched in something of a daze as he began to undress. She turned into his arms eagerly as he joined her on the bed, burying her face against his neck.

"That was perfect," she murmured in his ear, even as her hand drifted down his midsection to find his fully erect cock. "So perfect that I'm not sure I'll be able to return the favor satisfactorily."

Matthew shook his head, even as he emitted a long, low groan as she began to stroke his penis. "Sweetheart, everything you do to me is way, way more than just satisfactory," he hissed through clenched teeth. "And none of this returning favors stuff, okay? In fact, as much as I'd love to have that pretty mouth sucking me off, I need to be inside of you right now. Need to feel a part of you. Like this."

He rolled her beneath him, then thrust inside of her in one deft movement. She could feel how aroused he was, how needy, and knew that the sex would be hard and fast and maybe even a little dirty tonight, and she welcomed it all. Sasha wrapped her legs around his waist, digging her heels into his buttocks as she silently urged him to go deeper, harder, faster, until they were fucking like wild things - her nails lightly scoring his back, his teeth nipping the flesh between her shoulder and neck, his hand gripping her hips so tightly he was practically lifting her off the mattress.

This orgasm was so intense that Sasha thought perhaps that she might have fainted for a few minutes, and she was breathing so hard afterwards that she was nearly gasping for air. Matthew remained imbedded inside of her, and she could somewhat numbly feel the hot rush of his semen trickling down the insides of her thighs. Tenderly, she brushed her fingers through the damp strands of his hair, trailing a series of kisses along his brow and temple.

"I love you," she whispered softly against his ear.

He lifted his head then, as if with a great effort, and grinned. "For real? I mean, you didn't just tell me that earlier because you felt sorry for me or anything?"

Sasha rolled her eyes. "No, Matthew. I never say anything I don't mean, remember? So if I tell you that I love you, it's because it's true. And I'm sorry it took me awhile to tell you. I guess - well, this is all new to me, you know? I'm still not sure about this whole relationship thing, or if I'm doing it right."

"You're doing everything exactly right," he assured her, his fingers tracing a path up and down her spine. "And don't forget I don't have a whole lot of experience with relationships myself. Lindsey was really my only serious girlfriend, and that didn't turn out so well in the end. So we'll figure this out together, okay? As long as we're honest and open with each other, the rest will just fall into place somehow."

She sighed, tucking her head beneath his chin. "There's still the problem with Hayley. I've got a feeling she's not going to be happy - or make things easy for you - until you and I stop seeing each other."

"Tough," declared Matthew firmly. "I love my kids, but I love you, too. And Hayley will come around eventually. Trust me."

He kissed her then, and she sensed he didn't want to think about the situation with his daughter again tonight. But even as she kissed him back, Sasha knew the problem with Hayley wasn't going to go away that easily.



       
         
       
        





Chapter Thirteen




March



"I can't remember the last time I've seen you look so happy, Matt. And I'm fairly certain the person responsible for that is talking to your mother right now."

Matthew grinned at his father. "You've hit the nail on the head, Dad. Sasha has been good for me. In a lot of ways. I'm glad that you and Mom seem to be getting along with her so well."

Wade Bennett clapped his oldest son on the shoulder affectionately. "Well, why wouldn't we be? She's a delightful young woman, Matt, very kind and soft spoken. And as different as night and day from - well, you know."

Matthew nodded. "Lindsey. It's okay for you to say her name, Dad. And I couldn't agree with you more. Life with my ex was always stressful, always chaotic, and always tense. I feel like a completely different person with Sasha in my life. I know that after working for twelve hours I can come home to find her here, and all the stresses of the day just disappear the second she smiles at me. I think I've needed someone like her for a long time."

"I think you've needed someone like her your entire life," corrected Wade. "I know you did the right thing by marrying Lindsey when she got pregnant, but she was never the right woman for you, son. And I admire you for sticking with her for so many years, for trying to do right by the kids. But it killed me a little inside each time I saw you with her, saw how much she demeaned you and took you for granted. You're too good a person to put up with that sort of treatment, Matt, and especially from your wife."