“Ye have only just fully recovered.”
“The important word here is ‘fully’.” Matthew pulled her closer to his side, a grin spreading across his face. “I can see it in yer eyes, Jonet. I can see that ye want this as much as I do.”
Jonet looked up into his green eyes and felt herself give in. A large grin spread across her face.
“It would do no one any harm, I suppose.”
“Aye, that’s what I like to hear.”
Holding her hand, he steered her through the throng of celebrators until they were out into the hallway. It reminded her of the last time they had slipped out like this, when he had scooped her into his arms and carried her off to bed. This time, when he scooped her up, Jonet knew they would be doing little sleeping.
She could not hold herself back any longer. She kissed him. Wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him so deeply that his steps faltered. When she pulled away, his eyes were cloudy.
“Ye must want me to walk right into a wall,” he said, his voice suddenly thick.
“I ken ye can handle it.” Jonet smiled and stroked his cheek.
Handle it he did. His steps sure and quick, they made it to their bedroom where he laid her down on the bed. Desperate need clung to both their skins as they made a grab for each other, eager to get their clothes off.
Once their skin was bare, Matthew took charge. He was tender, but forceful, demanding and giving. His kisses were fiery, his lips drifting all over her body until Jonet was a panting mess. She clung to him, desperate to have every inch of him, but Matthew was committed to taking his time. He began his slow tease with his tongue and picked up the pace with his hands. He kept her pressed against the bed when she would writhe against him and as her hands seeked to touch him, he pinned them above her head.
He was a man in his element and would take when he was ready. Jonet was desperate, murmuring his name, desire rising up to choke her. Every touch, every kiss had her filled with unbridled passion that, when at last he gave it to her, she cried out his name.
Jonet clutched the sheets at the familiar feel of him, biting her lip to hold back her cries. He tilted her head, as if he wanted to look into her eyes when he saw her peak. She stared back at him, hands clasped around his neck, every thrust driving her higher and higher. Then she arrived.
It was not simple animalistic pleasure Jonet felt, but an entwining of their souls, her love rising to such a height that she thought she would never come back down. Jonet clung to him, Matthew gripped her, and together, they floated off into ecstasy.
After a while, they laid there, sated, and tangled in each other’s arms. Jonet rested her head on his chest, listening to his pounding heart slow to a dull thud.
“Did I tell ye that I love ye?” he asked, as she trailed an uneven pattern on his chest.
“I daenae think so,” she murmured.
His chuckle shook her entire body. “I love ye more than the stars, and moon and the world around us.”
“The
n can we hide out in here forever? Never to face that world?”
“If that is what ye wish, me love.” He kissed her on the top of her head.
Jonet smiled. It was easy to believe that the world did not exist when she was with Matthew. Yet, soon enough, she would have to face the life ahead of her. When for so long she had dreaded the very thought, now, Jonet could not wait for it.
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