Page 9 of Cyber Match

Matthew went rigid under her touch but only for a second. Then his hands wrapped over her shoulders and his mouth took control of the kiss. His tongue slipped inside her mouth, and they both moaned.

“What is this Virginia?” His voice was deep, and he was already breathing as hard as she was.

“I’ve wanted you. I Googled you and wanted you. I can’t speak properly right now, but I wanted you, Matthew. I had so many fantasies about you after seeing your picture and reading about you that when I saw it was you–” She paused and kissed him again, simply because she wanted too. “I was pissed at first. I thought you were testing out each woman as a trail run before letting them enter. Then I thought back to comments about first matches, and the look on your face right before the chat vanished, and I dared to hope you wanted me too. I don’t know why. I don’t believe in love at first sight, but I wanted you.”

The look on his face was a mix of hunger and disbelief. “So you came here today…”

She nodded even though he didn’t finish. “Wanting you.”

His hands slipped off her shoulders, and he took her hand in his. He was tugging them down a hallway and up stairs before she could process it. When he pulled her inside what could only be his bedroom, her body quivered with desire.

“Then nothing is stopping you. Let’s see if Cyber Room’s lead matchmaker knew what he was doing.”

His lips pressed against hers again and she was dizzy with pleasure. She’d never felt such hunger in a kiss, not even with Nathan. It should have scared her. Should have sent her running. Instead, Virginia only wanted more.

Today she would take a chance on lust, and let her lost love be that, lost. Just as she was losing herself to the feel of Matthew’s tantalizing kiss.

Her hand moved to slide his pants down before she realized what she was doing. Lust fueled her actions and if he wanted her to stop, he made no comment for it. As she wrapped her fingers carefully around the thickness of his erection, he sat down on the bed and lay backward, exposing himself to her.

She leaned forward as he lay back, and pumped her hand along his length. Matthew slid his body slightly over the edge of the bed before he tugged his jeans off himself. Her hands slipped inside the waistband of his boxers, tugging them down to his ankles. When he was naked from the waist down, she took him in both hands – from base to tip she held him, nearly coming undone from the intimacy of the act. He begged her without words to stroke faster, his hips bucking into her grasp. Her desire pooled against her panties, her core pulsing with need.

His hand covered hers and wrapped around her own grip on his shaft. Exhilaration raced through her, as she watched him help her stroke his length while watching her. Watching him stroke himself through lidded eyes made her body pulse with desire. She’d never watched a man play with himself before, and she couldn’t imagine why seeing how sexy it was.

His voice was low when he gave his first order, “Remove your skirt and panties, then, get up on top of me Virginia.” Matthew’s hand vanished into his nightstand drawer, coming out with a foil wrapper to protect them.

She gasped, not having expected him to be commanding and her mind flicked back to her questionnaire. She had stated she didn’t like being in control in bed, that should have made them incompatible.

“What are you waiting on?”

His command only went further pushing her down the path of going over the edge. Wetness raced between her legs, and she could feel how wet she was for him. She might have thought she didn’t want to be commanded, but that was so very incorrect.

The zipper of her skirt slid down with a small noise. Virginia wrapped her thumb and forefinger around the waistband of both the dark grey pencil skirt and her lace boy shorts and tugged them down. They slipped off her ankles as she stepped up onto the bed. Her body was barely above his when she straddled one leg on either side of him. Her eyes never left his hand as he stroked himself. It was intoxicating. Her hips dipped low, brushing the top of his shaft with her core, and she choked back her own strangled cry as she waited, poised above the man she’d been fantasizing about since she’d learned who he was. Her legs were quivering and when his hand came off his cock, and both hands stopped her hips from sinking onto his erection she shuddered.

She wasn’t expecting it when one hand let go of her hips and not one, but two, fingers slipped inside her wet core. Over and over he drew his fingers in and out her and the trembling only rocked through her harder.

“That’s it, ride me, Virginia. Pleasure yourself.” His voice was so low she almost missed the seductive command.

Her cries were sensual as her body moved on its own. “Matthew, oh…”

His name tore from her lips as his fingers slipped inside her over and over again. Eyes closed, her head fell back, dizzy with pleasure as she felt his fingers twirling and pumping inside her. Her need for sex wasn’t decreasing with the foreplay, and she squirmed above him, longing to feel his shaft press against her folds and slip inside, needing to feel him deep inside her as he commanded her to a climax.

Virginia let her hands travel down the front of her body, squeezing her breasts and flicking them across her clit, once...twice. Something she had never done in front of her husband, but she couldn’t resist touching herself in front of Matthew as he had for her.

She could sense his eyes on her without looking at him and waited tensely for him to command her to sink her body down on his hot, hard cock. His growl was strained as he barked out the command. Without hesitation she took him in her hand, rubbing the head against her core before sinking slowly down, body quivering as she took him in to the base.

“Yes. Just like that Virginia. Ride me. Take me all in, every time.” Once more his voice was filled with lust, and she felt herself clench as a wave of pleasure at his command flashed through her.

She did as he ordered, letting her body slid up and down his length, leaning forward just enough to drag his shaft against her clit each time. Their breathing was heavy as both their bodies moved together and their skin grew slick with sweat as her vision started to dot with stars from pleasure beginning to tighten in her stomach. Her hands continued to run up and down her body, grasping her breasts and massaging them before moving on the next section of her body, as she impaled herself on his cock and rose almost all the way before sinking back down with each thrust.

“Matthew…Matthew…” His name was a whispered, panted, chant as her orgasm came so close she couldn't stop her eyes as they closed or her hips as she began to move faster, urging her release closer.

In a swift motion, Matthew wrapped his arms around her and rolled her underneath him to the best of his ability. She barely felt his hands grip her waist until he flipped them. His cock sank deeper at this angle, making her shudder with each new stroke.They both laughed at the clumsiness of it, but when his tongue circled her nipple and he bit down on it, she arched her back and took his cock deeper in her and their bodies began to move again.

Her legs spread wider her heels dug into the plush bed as she pushed her hips up at him. Her hands fisted in the sheets as his body thrust hard and fast into hers. Virginia’s mouth was slightly open, a small moan and mewls escaping her with his each and everything thrust.

When Matthew’s fingertips danced over her clit, her whole body bucked with pleasure. The stars dotting her vision turned to black flashes as her release started to build faster and faster with every flick of his fingertips and thrust of his dick.

His fingers were going to be her undoing she could feel it, and her body moved faster and faster, demanding release. Her breathing was hitched from exertion and pleasure- The first ripple of an orgasm slid through her, and her cry was so loud it echoed off the walls. His fingers glided over her swollen center faster and faster as his cock drove in and out of her wet heat. She writhed with pleasure on the bed as whimpers tugged past her lips from the pleasure and the pain of not reaching the shattering release she could tell was coming. Her hips rolled and jerked and her hands fisted in his hair until he reached up and grabbed them, slamming them to the bed and pinning them above her head. Each tug and flick on her clit had her seeing stars, and his own grunts were so sensual she wasn’t going to last much longer.

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