Loving Lily (11 page)

"Yeah,
just like that, sweetheart," he said, hands going down until he was
holding her up.
 
Her knees barely touched
the bed now.
 
He rocked his hips into her.

"Matt, I'm
too heavy," she managed to say.

He sank his
teeth into the nape of her neck, sending chills down her spine.
 
"No you're not.
 
You're just right for me.
 
I don't have to worry about breaking
you," he said, licking the tender spot he'd just bitten.
 
"I love it
. "

"Oh
God," she said, feeling her orgasm catching up with her again.

"Close?"
he asked.

She nodded,
head dropping down to watch the crown of his erection poking out from between
her folds.
 
"Yeah
.
"

"Good
. "
He shifted again, and suddenly, the tip of his cock
was sinking slowly into her pussy.

Lily panted as
she realized exactly how large he was.
 
"Are you going to fit?" She hoped so.
 
He felt divine.
 
She was so aroused that even the stretch as he
pushed in felt good.

His chuckled
sounded strained.
 
"Yeah, baby.
 
I'll fit.
 
Don't you
worry.
"

She let her head
drop back down as he steadily worked his way into her body.
 
"God, you're big
. "

He nodded.
 
"Yeah.
 
I know. "

His hips worked
and she trembled.
 
His hands gripped her
thighs tighter.

"Still
good?" he asked, not sounding so calm anymore.

"God, yes.
 
Don't you dare stop," she said,
concentrating on how delicious he felt.
 
He was so wide the stretch pulled against her
clit, sending little sparks of pleasure shooting through her.
 
"Don't stop
. "

"I'm not
stopping Lily, trust me," he said, hips pushing harder.

Lily hung onto
the bed, letting him do the work.
 
When
he’d finally sheathed himself in her, Matt stopped, panting against her
shoulder.
 
"You're fucking
incredible
. "

"Move.
 
Please.
 
God, Matt," she whispered, so close she
could taste it.
 
She didn't think he'd
even have to touch her clit for her to go over.

"Okay,
hang on tight," he muttered,
then
he pulled out,
slick and hot.

Lily groaned,
trying to screw herself back down on him.
 
He tightened his grip and surged up, shoving
inside in one hard thrust.
 
She
shuddered, pussy throbbing.
 
"Please…"

"Yeah,
I've got you," he said, pulling out and thrusting again.
 
And again.
 
Each time he moved, the thick head of his
erection shoved over her soft folds, making her crazy.

"Oh,
God," she breathed, trying to get more of him inside.

"Okay,
okay," he said, licking up the back of her neck.
 
He'd stopped, and Lily was definitely not okay
with that.

"Matt,
come on," she begged, when he slid out again.

Suddenly, Matt
let go of her thighs and flipped her onto her back.
 
She gasped, reaching for him, desperate to get
him back inside.
 
Before she could move,
he picked her up by her hips and fucked back in, propping her against the
headboard.
 
She hung on, wrapping her
legs around his waist.
 
His cock felt
even bigger from this angle and she ground down onto him, not caring that he
could see her hot, sweaty face.

"Yeah,
that's it," he said, thrusting gently, only half-leaving her body.
 
"Fuck me
. "

With those
words, her eyes opened.
 
He was looking
right at her, hazel eyes dark with heat.

"Come on,
Lily.
 
Fuck me. "

She tightened
her thighs, moving her hips in little circles.
 
His cock was so big every tiny shiver made her
spine sizzle with pleasure.
 
He didn't
move, just held her with his rock hard arms and let her set the pace.
 
And suddenly, she got it.
 
He was letting her fuck
him
, rather
than the other way around.
 
He gave her
all the control.
 
She bit her lip and
tightened her muscles.
 
He swallowed,
thighs trembling.
 
She'd never seen such
self-control and strength in her life.
 
Lily reached up, cupping his face.
 
He leaned down a little and she kissed him,
groaning when he devoured her as though he were starving.

"Lily,
please move," he whispered, breaking away to pant into her ear.
 
"I want you so badly.
 
Fuck me. "

How can I
resist that?
she
thought,
brokenly.
 
She twisted her arms around
his neck and used her thighs to slide up and down, savoring the slick sensation
of him fucking into her pussy.
 
She was
so wet, and so close, and then abruptly, with no warning, her orgasm seized
her, sending her over the edge.
 
Lily
cried out, toes clenching, and he tumbled her down onto the bed, plunging into
her wildly as she arched her spine.
 
She'd never felt anything like it.
 
The pleasure shocked her.
 
He groaned, and when his cock jumped inside
her, spurting hotly, she climaxed again, writhing on the bed.
 
She closed her eyes and let the waves of it
take her.

Several long
moments later, Matt chuckled into her neck.
 
They were still locked together, sweaty skin glued
together.
 
Her hips ached from how
tightly she'd clenched her legs around him and she let them fall open, wincing
slightly as the tingling in her toes reminded her that she wasn't twenty
anymore.

"What's so
funny?" she asked, stroking a hand up his back.

"I don't
think I've ever come that long and hard in my life
. "
He kissed under her ear, then groaned and flipped onto his back.
 
Cool air rushed over Lily.
 
After a few minutes, he took off the condom,
then
padded to the bathroom and back again with a washcloth.
 
He carefully cleaned her up, his touch
so light and gentle she found herself blinking back tears.

What is
wrong with me?
she
wondered, shivering.
 
Matt pulled up the
covers, spreading them over the two of them.

She snuggled
into his warmth.
 
"I don't think I
have, either," she said belatedly, knowing it was true.
 
She'd enjoyed sex with Jack, but it hadn't
been anything like this.
 
She licked her
lips, suddenly unsettled.
 
Since when had
she become the kind of woman who would make love like that?
Since you met
Matt and he swept you off your feet, literally
, she told herself.

"You're so
sweet," he murmured, against her shoulder.

She ran her
fingers through his hair.
 
"So are
you," she whispered, closing her eyes, not wanting to wrestle with her
brain all night long.
 
You can figure
it all out in the morning
, she thought, letting her body settle into Matt's.
 
Soon enough, sleep came, washing all her
worries away.

Chapter Five

Matt woke up,
heart pounding.
 
Where was he? He didn't
move, trying to figure out where he was and why he'd woken up before doing
anything that might give away his position.
 
That thought
itself
woke him up even more.
 
Had he heard
something?

You're in a
room at Betsy's.
 
You're with Lily.
 
You're not in the Navy any more, sailor,
he told himself.
 
Even so, he
didn't relax.
 
Lily slept deeply, face
mashed into the pillow.
 
He could just
make out the line of her shoulder in the dark, nude and soft above the covers.
 
Vulnerable.
 
He frowned.

He heard a
rattle near the window and he tensed even more.
 
He looked at the door, glad he'd instinctively
put himself on this side of the bed.
 
Any
intruders would have to come through him to get to Lily.
 
He didn't see anyone, but that didn't mean
anything.
 
He was sure now there were men
trying to get in.
 
If they were any good
at their job, Matt wouldn't see them coming.

He rolled out
of the bed, crouching near the floor.
 
The only way out was through the door across
the room.
 
The bathroom had no windows
and had obviously been a later addition to the old house.
 
He didn't want to go through the inn and put
Betsy’s other guests at risk.
 
He'd just
have to be ready for whatever happened and hope his skills were enough to
protect Lily.
 
Knowing she was in bed
made his blood run cold.
 
These people
could only be here for her.
 
The fear
cleared his head even more and he clenched his fists, waiting.
 
When the door crashed in, he was ready.

He moved
silently, taking out one man with a punch to the side of the head before he
even knew Matt was there.

"Lily, get
down," he barked, shoving the second man's hand up.
 
The gun fell, rattling into the dresser, but
Matt ignored it, already moving.
 
A
second later he had the guy down in a headlock.
 
He put pressure on the man's artery, squeezing
hard.
 
He breathed a sigh of relief when
he went limp.

"Lily?"
Matt said, standing up.
 
"Are you
okay?"

"Matt?
What the fuck just happened?" She flicked on the light.

"No, turn
it off," he said, not wanting anyone outside to see them.
 
"Two men broke in.
 
There may be more.
 
We have to get out of here. "

She flicked off
the lamp.
 
"Are they dead?"
There was a rustling sound.

Good, she's
getting dressed,
he thought.
 
"No," he said aloud, disarming the
man he'd taken out earlier.
 
He didn't
mention the possibility that the first man might die if he didn't get to a
hospital.
 
Lily didn't need to know that.

"Shit,"
she muttered, grabbing her laptop and shoving it into a bag.

"Yup.
 
I agree.
 
Total shitballs of a way to
end a fantastic night.
" Matt
had already
pulled on his jeans.
 
He shoved his feet
into his sneakers.
 
"You
ready?" He went through the men's clothes.
 
He pulled another gun off the first man and
unloaded it, then grabbed the first gun and did the same.
 
He found a knife on the second man.
 
He looked around, but didn't hear or see
anyone else, so he went to the bathroom and tossed the magazines into the
toilet tank.

"Ready,"
Lily said, grabbing her purse and shoving it into the computer bag.

Matt nodded
shortly.
 
She'd even managed to grab her
overnight bag.
 
"You don't
unpack?"

She shrugged.
 
"I was afraid something like this might
happen someday," she explained, looking down at the men on the floor as if
she could make out details.
 
Matt knew
better.
 
It was too dark for that.
 
"I'm sorry, Matt.
 
You should go home. "

"Shh,"
he said, gently pushing her behind him.
 
"I'm not just going to abandon you, Lily.
 
Especially not now.
"

"I need to
go.
 
My
car's
still at the garage," she said.

"Shh,"
he said again, steering her to the wall by the door.
 
"Hang on
. "