Luna tilted her head, looking up at him.
Cupping her face, he ran his thumb across her bottom plump lip. He was unable to resist a kiss, and he took possession of those delectable lips.
She belonged to him. Matthew was never going to admit to her that her confession aroused him. No other guy had tasted her, touched her, or had been inside her. Just him. Only him.
He wasn’t going to settle for a summer fling with her. He was after a lifetime. A full lifetime with her.
As he traced her lips with his tongue, she moaned and opened her mouth.
Make her pregnant.
Luna would belong to him if she was pregnant with his kid.
Matthew pulled away and slid his fingers into the front of her jeans, but he paused as he got to just inside her jeans. What the hell was he thinking? This wasn’t a good thought to have.
Luna didn’t want forever. She just wanted some fun, and he owed her that.
What if?
They could have been together before now if he’d gotten her pregnant. Where Luna had been nervous, he’d been more than ready to be a father, to commit to her. The biggest mistake he ever made was not committing to her. He knew that, and he’d never make that same mistake again.
He was in this for the long haul. Forever.
“Matthew?” she asked.
He slammed his lips down on hers as he pulled his fingers out of her pants and dealt with the button of her jeans, followed by the zipper. They broke the kiss, and Luna began to wriggle out of her jeans as pulled off his shirt, throwing it to the floor.
Next, he took care of his pants. He already saw how nervous she was, and he didn’t intend to add to that. All he wanted for her was to be completely aroused, in the moment, and to forget about everything in their past.
Their past was over. All that remained was now. Just now. Just the two of them.
He wanted her so badly.
All that was left were his boxer briefs and her underwear with a slight distance between them. Luna didn’t try to hide, and Matthew closed that distance, pulling her against him, wrapping his arms around her, and running his hands all over her body. A body he’d been watching for the last few years, unable to touch but yearning to do so. That was all he wanted to do. To run his hands all over her body and have her all to himself. It was a dream come fucking true.
Don’t ruin it.
He had a lot to make up for.
After flicking the catch of her bra, he eased the straps off her shoulders, and he got to finally see her full tits. He remembered her large areoles, but he’d been a teen, unable to truly appreciate the woman before him.
His patience was at an all-time low, and when it came to her panties, he grabbed then and tore them from her body. He gripped the ripe flesh of her ass and pulled her in closer.
“You’ve still got clothes on,” she said.
“Easily taken care of.” He let her go long enough to push his boxer briefs down. “There, all nice and naked for you.” He pulled her in close. “Exactly where I want to be. Where I always want to be.”
He slammed his lips down on hers, and a moan spilled from her lips.
A desperation. A need.
Drawing his hand between her legs, he began to stroke her pussy and touch her clit. Moving his fingers on either side of her, teasing her nub.
This wasn’t enough. He needed more. Always so much more.
Taking her hand within his, he pulled her to her living room and eased her down on the sofa. As he knelt before her,Luna tensed up. “What are you doing?”
“Don’t worry. I’m going to make it so good for you.” He held her knees and eased them open, spreading her wide. After sliding his hands up her thighs, he moved to her ass. Then he pulled her toward the edge so her ass was right there. “Don’t be nervous.”