She’d never made the first move before. But the look in Matt’s eyes told her that he wouldn’t push her away. Even if he couldn’t stay with her tonight, he’d make his regret into something delicious, as he had when he’d slow-danced her to his front door. Hannah stood up, walked over to the sofa and sat down next to him.
For a moment they didn’t touch. And then he curled his arm around her shoulders, and she snuggled against him.
‘This is nice.’ She felt him drop a kiss onto her brow. ‘Really nice.’
If she had any doubts, she should stop now. She could stop, and Matt would understand. That very fact chased the what-ifs away. They couldn’t change each other’s lives, but that didn’t mean that the next few hours had to be spent apart. She reached for him, and he was there. When she kissed him, he was so deliciously there that everything else melted away.
‘Hannah...’ He broke away from her, his eyes dark with desire. ‘Are you sure? This can’t change anything between us...’
‘But do you want it?’
‘Can you doubt that?’
She moved closer to him, feeling the strong beat of his heart under her hand. ‘Then I’ll be plain, Matt.’
‘Please. I like it when you speak your mind.’
She leaned forward, whispering in his ear. Words for him alone that made him almost choke with surprise.
‘All that? In just one night?’
‘If you can’t stand the pace...’
‘Just try me, Hannah. Only you’ll be coming first...’ The world tipped as he got to his feet and gathered her up in his arms, carrying her across the room and into her bedroom. There was no stopping him now and...
‘Wait! Matt do you have condoms?’
‘No.’ He hesitated for a split second, and then put her down onto the bed, kneeling in front of her. ‘I don’t want to wait, Hannah. But I can improvise... Trust me, we’ll be safe.’
‘I trust you Matt.’ She reached for the lamp beside the bed, flipping it off. ‘We’ve done this before. Led each other in the darkness.’
He smiled. ‘Yes, we have.’
The bedroom gave a stunning view of the city through floor-to-ceiling windows. Matt closed the heavy drapes, shutting out the lights that stretched across the horizon. He was just a shadow now, caught in the gleam of the lamps from the sitting room, and when he shut the door she could see nothing. But he was there. She could feel his fingers caressing her cheek and his lips on hers. He pulled her T-shirt over her head, and Hannah tugged at his jeans and heard the sharp sound of the zipper.
He laid her down on the cool sheets, and she felt his skin, warm and firm beneath her fingers. And then everything seemed to focus on his touch, and the darkness and exquisite pleasure.
Just Matt. Only his hands, and his mouth, finding each and every place that made her shiver. He was guided by each catch of her breath, each whimpering cry that tore itself from her lips. Precise and careful, his fingers showed no hesitation, no mercy as they travelled across her stomach and down between her legs...
Fireworks in the night. Losing herself in the loud clamour of desire, and then finding him there, still holding her, his body warm and strong next to hers.
‘Nice one, Flash...’ His lips touched her ear, as he whispered the words and Hannah shivered, aftershocks still running through her body. Her mind was a blank, just pleasure and satisfaction and the warm presence of the man who had given her these gifts.
She could feel his erection, impressively hard against her leg. And then one thought came rushing into the vacuum, urgent and complete.
When she pushed him over onto his back, he let out a groan of relief. Maybe he’d thought she might just curl up in his arms and go to sleep, but that wasn’t what teammates did. As her fingers explored, she felt the urgency of his desire, and she whispered in his ear.
‘I’m not leaving you behind,
Robin.’
* * *
Matt liked sex. It was straightforward and uncomplicated, because he always made it that way. But this was different.
Complex, multifaceted, and more satisfying than he’d ever realised. When Hannah had come, it had been a dizzying triumph, marked by her cries in the darkness and the feel of her skin, suddenly burning against his. When she’d tipped him over, making it very clear that she was about to take him where she’d just been, he’d felt profound thankfulness and sudden, unrelenting need.
They hadn’t even gone all the way, but it seemed further than he’d ever been before, venturing into unknown territory. If he’d been able to think, that might have worried him, but thinking was out of the question at the moment. He was helpless in Hannah’s hands, his body responding to her and only her. He came hard and fast, and in the sudden agony of desire he could hear her low purr of pleasure.