Page 62 of Spark
Chapter Nineteen
Seeing Sophie on her knees, her lips stretched around his cock while her tongue performed miracles, had been a vision of heaven.
Having her naked beneath him, arching her back and clutching at him while Matt worshiped her breasts was even better.
But the ultimate was when she guided his hand to her pussy, and showed him the secret to blowing her mind.
Matt had always been a fast learner, and he was especially motivated to study what made her breath hitch with pleasure. After she gave him the basic tutorial, he began experimenting, using her feedback to refine his techniques.
It didn’t take long before he had her moaning and writhing as his fingers stroked and teased between her legs while his mouth worked her breasts.
She shook and her breath sobbed in her throat as her pussy began to pulse against his fingertips. He kept stroking her as her climax went on and on.
When she was limp and panting beneath him, he moved up and gave her a long, sweet kiss. His bear was pleased with Matt’s efforts, and Sophie’s reaction.
She returned his kiss, trying to sit up. “I should probably get going,” she said, sounding regretful.
No!His bear protested. It had waited years to get her into his bed, and now she wanted to leave so quickly?
“Or you could stay the night,” Matt suggested. “You don’t have to be anywhere tomorrow, do you? What if I promise to bring you breakfast in bed?”
She considered it. “I’m having lunch with Malia and Ellie at Cinnamon + Sugar tomorrow, but nothing before then,” she said finally.
Matt’s heart soared. “So, you’ll stay?”
Sophie smiled. “I’d love to.” She sat all the way up, then hopped off the bed to rummage through her purse.
Matt stayed where he was, admiring the view. Sophie was all soft, had luscious curves, and was very cuddly. He looked forward to falling asleep with her in his arms.
She located her phone, and typed a quick text. “Just letting Mom know not to worry about me,” she explained.
She shoved the phone back into her purse. “I forgot to ask…what time is breakfast going to be?” she asked. “I know you have to get up at oh-dark-early.”
“Not tomorrow,” he said, smugly. “I asked Young Mitya to trade chores with me, so I don’t have to do anything until ten or eleven. We can both sleep in.”
Young Mitya was Dimitri Dane Swanson, Matt’s cousin, who was about four years younger than Matt. He’d been named after Sophie’s stepdad.
“I love a guy who can plan ahead,” Sophie said as she rejoined Matt in bed.
He wondered if they were actually going to get any sleep tonight. He hoped not. He still couldn’t believe that she was finally in his bed and his arms.
Despite the irritation of having to share her with Chris—for now—his courtship was going better than he’d dared to hope.
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Grizzly Creek Ranch
Saturday, June 16
When Chris got home after his overnight shift at the fire station, Sophie was gone and Matt was just starting to clean up the breakfast dishes.
He was smiling as he began washing the skillet he’d used to make scrambled eggs with diced ham and grated cheddar for the two of them. If making out with her last night had been a dream come true, then waking up this morning with her warm, bare, delightfully naked body curled up against him had been pure heaven.
He wanted to start the day like thateverymorning. Then, she’d joined him in the shower, and there had been a bout of wet, slippery fooling around as they washed each other, and she stroked and fisted him to another rousing orgasm.
He’d fantasized about going all the way with her while he held her up against the marble tiles and hot water poured over them both. The only thing that had stopped him was the knowledge that his bear wanted to claim her for their mate, and it was too soon for that.
So, he’d done his best to return the favor and pleasure her with his lips and fingers. When they’d eventually dried off, gotten dressed, and made their way downstairs, he’d cooked her the promised breakfast while she made coffee for both of them, and there had been more kissing and playful groping.
