Page 61 of A Mate For Matrix
“Now, to remove this,” she said, working the fastenings free.
She teased him as she dragged his trousers down. When she got to his boots, she released a low curse. Sliding off him and onto her knees on the floor, she released the buckles before pulling each one off. She tossed it to the side before doing the same to his other foot. He sat up, his eyes darkening as she finished removing his clothing.
“Stand,” he demanded, his eyes flaring when she looked up at him with a startled expression.
A shiver of awareness ran through her. His voice had deepened, and there was a raw edge to it that sent a spark of need through her. She rose and stood before him.
“Take off the rest of your clothes,” he ordered.
“Ooh! Bossy. I like,” she teased.
She wanted to see the fire burning in his eyes grow until it consumed them both. She would do anything to erase the haunted expression in his eyes.
He had always been gentle, reverent, when he touched her. Today, it was almost as if he were barely hanging on to civility. She wanted to take him over the raw edge she had always sensed he held onto. She wanted to experience the hotter, wilder kind of lovemaking she’d only read about in the secret romance books hidden under her bed.
As some of those scenes rose in her mind, she moaned. Her hips began to sway, moving to music only she could hear as she did a slow striptease.
Her hands slid up her stomach, imagining they were Matrix’s hands. She unfastened her bra, sliding the straps off one at a time until her breasts were free. She dangled the lacy pink fabric between her fingers, then let it fall with a teasing sway of her breasts.
“You’re still overdressed,” he growled.
“But you like what you see,” she pointed out, staring at his throbbing cock.
He wrapped his hand around his shaft and stroked it. “Take it off, Jana.”
She raised her eyebrow at him, kicked off her shoes, and in a swift move, pushed her pants and matching ice-pink lacy panties off. She kicked them to the side and stepped closer to the bed. Matrix rose, his body taut with need.
“Turn around.”
She bit her lip, suddenly feeling self-conscious before she decided to hell with it. She was going to embrace the fact that she was beautiful just the way she was! She caught her shoulder-length hair in her hands and lifted her arms.
At least this will lift my breasts, she thought as she turned.
She released a squeak of surprise when Matrix’s arms swept around her, cupping her breasts in his hands. He pressed hard against the soft curve of her buttocks. A rosy blush swept upward while a different heat made a beeline for the spot between her legs.
“Oh, my! Someone’s happy to see me,” she breathed.
“Jana, I?—”
Matrix’s fingers tightened on her breasts as a shudder ran through his body. He bent, locking his lips on the curve of her neck. She heard the quiver in his voice when he said her name and knew he was barely holding on to his control. She pressed back against him, rubbing her buttocks against his cock while she dropped her hands to cover his.
“I want you, Matrix. I… oh, yeah,” she moaned when he captured her nipples between his fingers and pinched them.
He released a guttural curse and twisted her around, crushing his lips to hers and lifting her up. She wound her arms around his neck. A thrill ran through her whenever she remembered how strong he was. He proved it now when he carried her by her thighs and laid her back onto the bed.
When he broke their kiss, she protested, but she was quickly distracted when he suddenly flipped her onto her stomach and dragged her back onto her knees. Before she could ask him what he was doing, he aligned his cock with her soft channel and thrust forward until he was seated fully inside her.
The force of his possession took her breath away. He gripped her hip with one hand and her breast with the other as he drove into her with increasing need.
This was nothing like how they had made love before. It was intense. Possessive. As if he were claiming her soul.
Her fingers curled in the covers, and she pushed back, wanting everything he could give her. A low mewing sound started deep in her chest. Just when she thought the feelings would would peak and she would come, he pulled out with a smack to her ass that caused her to jump.
She rolled, her eyes wide with wild protest. Matrix’s eyes were glowing with an intensity that caused her to gasp. He kept her legs parted on either side of him while he held her wrists out by her side.
She struggled to catch her breath, and a near-silent growl escaped her as she glared at him. His gaze swept down her body. When his eyes lifted again and locked on her taut nipples, a shiver ran down her spine, and she bowed slightly.
“Do something!” she demanded, wiggling more.
