Scoundrel With A Noble Heart (sequel of Disgraceful)

Chapter 70

Dear readers, please be warned that this chapter contains mature themes and some of the scenes might be too raunchy for some of you. If you are not into graphic sexual description, please just skip this chapter. I will provide a brief summary of this chapter in the next one.

Under The Siren's Spell

Usually, not even the most tempting aroma of freshly brewed coffee or baked cone could make it easier for Matthew to wake up in the morning, but the feel of the warm, soft female body atop him immediately awakened him. He stirred and peered at the beautiful face before him.

"Good morning."
She rested her chin on his chest, pillowed on her folded hands. A sweet smile tugged at her lips. "I believe you slept well. You snore louder than a banshee."

"Sorry. Did I keep you awake?" He grinned, running his hand along her spine.

"You did. For an entirely different reason."
Her eyes gleamed with a mischievous light.

"You kept me wanting all night."
She started to move her naked body against him, massaging him with her breasts. He drawled, and she let out a delighted squeal when he flipped her over abruptly and pinned her to the mattress. Before she could protest, his mouth settled over hers and his tongue met hers in a deep kiss, gathering the sweetness of her mouth and taking it into his. Marveling in the silkiness of her skin, he skimmed a hand down her belly, sliding his fingers through a nest of springy curls and he growled with lust when he found her center wet and warm and silken.

"God, you're wet already."

Her legs fell apart to welcome him as he gently parted her melting soft folds, running his fingers up and down her slit. Letting out a satisfied sigh, Arabella undulated her hips to meet his caress. He teased her with slow, lazy strokes, drawing more of her velvety moisture and an urgent plea from her parted lips.

"Matthew, please."

Too happy to comply with her demands, he wedged his knees between her legs and spread her wide. When he pressed the tip of his cock to her glistening entrance, he reminded himself that she was still a virgin yesterday, so he should be more careful with her. She flinched in pain when the blunt tip parted the plump, hooded flesh. He paused, giving her time to adjust with his size. In the meantime, he braced his hands on either side of her and bent down to kiss her breast. It seemed that his tender ministration on those particular parts delighted her, because in no time, he felt her squirm beneath him, feeling more and more of her warm juice all over his crown. He stopped and withdrew, sliding his cock against her slick folds to lubricate the entire length, then positioned himself back to her dripping entrance. He steeled himself to hear her painful cry, and in one firm, abrupt push his cock glided smoothly into her tight passage.

"Ahhh." Arabella's body arched at the stark pleasure. At first, he meant to go slow, to savor each second with her, within her, but when she began rocking her hips against him, his restraint broke and he slammed into her, over and over, hammering her with his cock until the bed creaked noisily from the force of his thrust. Determined to have her any way he could have her, he bent down to plunder her mouth, his tongue thrusting in the same rhythm with his hips. When the last thread of control threatened to snap, he tore his mouth from hers.

"Bella... I'm afraid I can't last." He groaned into her mouth.
"Wait, I have to stop-"

"Don't stop, Matthew! I'm so close!"
She bucked against him, grinding her hips into him frantically as if her life depended on it.

"Harder! Faster! Oh, oh!"
Her thighs jerked as wild, delicious spasms wracked her insides.
"Matt-"

His name escaped her lips and ended in a gasp.
He fastened his gaze on her face as her eyes rolled back in her head, her slender throat exposed as she arched her neck. Amazingly he'd managed to last, riding her through the last ripple of climax. She'd gone limp and boneless beneath him when the tip of his cock started tingling, pulsing deliciously on the brink of release. Quickly he pulled out, grabbed his cock and directed his shot onto her stomach. His body jerked forward as pleasure pumped out of him in forceful streams, spilling all over her smooth, satiny skin. Some landed prettily on her pink nipple, and he pulled away to drink in the wonderful sight. It gave him a sense of satisfaction to see her lay spread and naked before him, covered in his seeds. In the aftermath of passion, she looked like she was truly ravaged. Her lips bee-stung from his kisses, her chest flushed from the intensity of her climax and her breasts and belly stained with his semen.