Page 137 of Dare You To Love Me


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Matty flattened himself to my back. He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my right shoulder. His cock twitched at my crease and I arched back into him, loving the little moan on his lips.

He pointed at the painting I’d been inspecting. “I can tell you all about the artist…or,” he said, drawing out the “or” in a husky timbre that carried a weighty promise of pleasure, “you can get your ass on the bed so I can lick up and down your body.”

My stomach flipped.

“Is there a third option?” I joked.

His mouth quirked. “I see you chose the secret manhandling option.”

“Where’s Prince Matthias’s manservant when you need him?”

Matty snickered. I loved that I could tease him. He kissed my shoulder before playfully hauling me off my feet and jostling me onto the bed. I was too surprised to utter anything other than an undignified, “Whoa!”

I bounced unceremoniously on the mattress and my bark of laughter rang out in the room.

Matty didn’t give me much opportunity to catch my breath before he pounced on me. His body fit perfectly, his full weight a glorious blanket. On instinct, my legs wrapped around his hips, drawing him closer.

We both hissed as soon as our cocks slid together. The heat and dampness still clinging to our skin allowed for a delicious, slick friction to build between us.

I was still nervous, though most of it was the thought I wouldn’t please him. It felt like I’d been on edge for weeks and I knew it wouldn’t take much for me to explode.

The intensity of pleasure tripled when Matty rolled his hips a few times in quick succession. The hunger in his eyes was clear as his lips captured mine in a searing kiss that left me breathless.

“God,” I moaned. “Keep doing that.”

“I want to do more than that,” Matty admitted as he rocked into me, his pace now slow but steady. “I almost don’t know where to start. It feels like fireworks are going off in my head.”

“Tell me what you want to do to me.” My hands flew to his hair, trapping him against me. Even an inch of space between us was too much for my liking.

Matty growled as his teeth nipped where my neck met my shoulder. He wasn’t tender. He left behind sharp, stinging bites in my skin. When he started travelling down my body, heat flared hot white in my brain.

“First,” Matty announced, “I am gonna mark you as mine.”

I groaned as he bit my chest and sucked on my pectoral muscle, leaving behind red hickeys that would be impossible to explain away. I imagined Joan’s gleeful reaction and smiled.

“What else?” I asked as I writhed beneath him. Our combined sweat made our skin slick.

My fingers were frantically kneading Matty’s shoulders and upper back. He’d shifted so that his torso was pressed up against my erection and there was just enough friction to make the contact almost unbearable. I wanted to rub against him and come all over his abs.

“I gonna make you yell.”

He arched away from me and I let out a frustrated groan. Cool air fanned my skin. “No fair,” I accused him in a low voice.

Matty’s blazing eyes told me he was teasing me on purpose.

The bastard.

His tongue darted out and he lavished my nipples before sucking hard on one and then the other.

“Fuck,” I yelled, proving his prediction. My hands clenched the sheets.

It hurt but it also felt divinely good.

“Told you so.” Matty looked up, his dark eyes locking on mine, a wickedly satisfied smile gracing his lips.

“You better put that mouth to good use,” I said.

With the darkening bruises on his face from the earlier fight, he resembled a scoundrel ravishing an innocent virgin. I wasn’t mad at the image.

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