You better not go back to a man who had you talking to God, begging for peace, in tears.
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You better not go back to a man who had you talking to God, begging for peace, in tears.
THE HEAT
Matthew taking Maria's hands slowly behind her back, pinning them with one hand. He hovers over her, caressing the side of her cheek, looking deep into her eyes, "Tell me, do you want that day to be today..." Matthew lowers his face down to Maria's, barely letting his lips graze on hers as he finishes with, "right now."
Maria feels her knees shaking so much she can barely keep still. When his lips touch hers, she wants desperately to kiss him back. "Yes, please." Maria whimpers under her breathe. Taken back by saying what she truly felt, Matthew uttered as he nibbled her neck, "I think you forgot your manners." Biting playfully in the curvature of her neck, Maria moans out innocently, "Mmmmmm yes please, Mr. Coast." "That's better, sweetheart."
Matthew whispers softly to Maria just before kissing her deeply. Taking an imprint of her lips, taking time to taste her, Matthew devours Maria right there against the mahogany table top. Maria didn't resist and enjoyed every moment Matthew's lips were on her skin.
Matthew then grabs Maria under her thighs, pushing her upon the mahogany table, running his hands along the sides of her body, taking in the feel of her curves. While doing so he could feel himself harden to the sound of her moans, gasps, and whimpers. The spinning going on in his head made him just want to lose absolute control on this woman, yet he was fighting every urge not to bruise her.
Pulling Maria in tightly so Matthew's kisses were deeper, Maria wrapped her legs around Matthew's waist, holding on.
Matthew's hands went to Maria's thighs and started stroking them intensely, as if he wanted to rip those capris right off.
Matthew wanted more, so much more. He wanted to do so much more to Maria just not now. Remembering his strength, his desires, he slows down a little. Each of them running their hands through each other's hair, looking at each other, Matthew gently kisses Maria before pulling her off the table.
"Still want that drink?", Matthew asks, smirking down at Maria. Maria looks up at Matthew, with a gleam in her eye, responds, "Absolutely, Mr. Coast."