Page 28 of Business Temptations

Clothes went flying. Matteo couldn’t touch her enough. Every part of Bailey was softer and more alluring than the last. He wanted to taste her and feel every inch of her body against his skin.

When he finally had her naked, he kissed his way down her neck, her shoulders, his hands cupping her breasts. He loved the appealing sounds coming from Bailey when his thumbs rubbed over the tips of her nipples. And that sound increased his need to taste those delectable tips. When his mouth finally closed over one, Bailey arched into his mouth, pressing her breast deeper and he sucked harder, nibbling at the tip while his other hand explored her other breast. But it wasn’t enough. He needed to taste both. Moving to the other breast, he teased that one until she cried out.

With a smile of…he wasn’t satisfied. Not by a long shot. But hearing her cry out like that set something inside of him to an urgently burning, aching need. He wanted to be inside of her. He wanted to thrust into her tight, hot sheath, but he also wanted to feel her come apart on his tongue. He wanted to taste her climax and know that she was his.

Moving lower, he kissed and nibbled his way over her soft stomach, loving every inch of her. She didn’t have rock hard abs like one of his mistresses. Nor did she have bones sticking out, like so many of the other women he’d had sex with over the years.

Bailey was completely different and so perfect, his head spun with desire. Moving lower and lower, he reveled in how soft and sensuous she was. Every touch of his mouth or his hands against her skin elicited additional cries and demands for “more”.

Bailey was losing her mind. Correction. She was mindless already. Everywhere he touched her, she wanted to scream. And she needed to touch him, to ground herself with her fingers against his bare skin. Every touch, every ripple of his muscles under her fingertips was a revelation. She wanted to know every inch of him. She wanted to taste him and see if she could drive him as wild as he was making her.

But before she could do any of that, his mouth closed over that throbbing nub. She hadn’t anticipated this. Looking down at him like that, watching him look at the most secret parts of her body as if he’d been invited to a gourmet brunch, made her pause. But only for a split second.

And then she was screaming out his name, her fingers diving into his thick, dark hair as her body throbbed with a climax so intense, she could barely breathe.

So when he lifted up and braced himself over her, she couldn’t contain the shocked laugh. Looking up at him, she realized that he’d already sheathed himself with protection and was waiting for her to come back to the present.

With a tenderness that she’d never felt before, she lifted her arms to pull him to her. Lifting her legs, she encircled his waist. “I need more,” she whispered before kissing him with all of the passion within her.

Slowly, Matteo pressed into her and she gasped at the size of him. Or maybe it was because it had been so long since she’d had sex, his gentle thrusting into her body was more of a shock than she expected. Most likely, it was a combination of both and she inhaled slowly, trying to relax her muscles so that she could take all of him into her body.

“You okay?” he asked, sweat breaking out on his forehead.

She smiled, maybe, and nodded. “Yeah. I’m more than okay.” Then she lifted her eyes to his. “Are you?”

He froze, then threw back his head, laughing while saying something soft and melodic in Spanish. But he spoke too quickly for her to translate. Or maybe she just couldn’t focus on his voice just now. Either way, she had no idea what he’d said, and she enjoyed the way he felt as he pressed deeper into her body.

“That feels…” she hesitated, gasping and shifting her hips, “incredible.”

He groaned and pressed deeper, tightening his arms around her. When he was fully inside of her, he hesitated. “Good?”

She wanted to laugh, but her body was no longer sated. Her body needed him to move.

“Matteo, I need…” she rolled her hips, unconsciously telling him exactly what she needed. He moved faster, sliding in and out of her body and every thrust felt like another shock to her system. Clutching at his shoulders, she used his body to leverage her hips higher, bringing that nub to a closer angle. And that was all it took to send her pleasure skyrocketing all over again. Her body shook as another climax washed over her. With every thrust, there was another wave of pleasure and she couldn’t even cry out any longer.

He sped up, thrusting harder and harder and Bailey was so lost in pleasure, all she could do was hold onto him as her anchor.

When he collapsed on top of her, his face buried against her neck, Bailey wrapped her arms around him, needing…something more. Tears burned in her eyes and she closed them, not understanding why she would cry at a moment like this, but unable to stop the riot of emotions welling up within her.

When he lifted his head and looked down at her, his dark eyes shifted from triumph to concern in a flash.

“What’s wrong?” he demanded, his voice gruff.

She laughed and wiped at her eyes with the back of her hand. “Nothing,” she admitted. Another hiccupped laugh. “I know, it sounds ridiculous and hysterical, but…” she laughed again. “I just can’t seem to stop.”

He grunted again and pulled slowly out of her. Kissing her forehead, he said, “I’ll be right back.”

Matteo disappeared into the bathroom and Bailey couldn’t stop her eyes from appreciating his butt. The man had a ridiculously gorgeous butt!

She heard the water turn on and realized that he was cleaning up. Wiggling around, she pulled a blanket over her, not sure what would happen next. This was Matteo! She’d just had sex with Matteo and…wow! It had been a thousand times better than she’d dreamed.

He came back out of the bathroom and flipped the lights off. As he came back to the sofa and lifted her into his arms, she noticed that he was already erect again. Her eyes widened and he chuckled as he carried her into her bedroom. “Relax,” he teased, pulling the comforter away as he slipped into the bed and pulled her into his arms. “I’ll wait until you’ve recovered before I tempt you again.”

Bailey licked her lips, not certain he needed to wait. However, she wasn’t sure if fatigue or sexual desire was stronger. A loud yawn announced her present state.

“Go to sleep,” he urged. “This isn’t over.”

Bailey hoped that was true. She wasn’t sure where this…next phase…of their relationship was heading, but having his arms wrap around her gave her a feeling of security she’d never known before. She loved feeling his body press against her back. And it was the nicest feeling in the world to fall asleep in his arms.

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