Temporary Marriage (Complete MATCHMAKER BOOK 3)

Chapter 7

“ GARRETT POV ”

There was nothing Nathalie could say that would have stopped me from wanting her.

But hearing her say she was untouched had my Neanderthal instinct bubbling to the surface.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm the lust raging inside me.

I had to take it slow, make her first time special and tender.

Her brown eyes were observing me nervously, her fingers twisted together in front of her.

I gently pulled her hands apart and kissed the palm of each one.

“Thank you for telling me, beautiful,”

I whispered against her skin. She gasped, and I watched her face turn a pretty shade of pink again.

Her mouth parted, and her tongue darted out to wet her lips.

It was all I could take, so I swooped down and pressed my lips to hers, sweeping my tongue into her already open mouth.

A low grown rasped from my chest as her sugary taste burst on my tongue.

I sucked on hers lightly before pulling back to nibble at the corners of her mouth.

“I wouldn’t usually agree to any changes to a contract without a signature,”

I murmured.

“But I trust you. If you agree to throw the no-sex rule out the fucking window and let me pop your sweet little cherry, that’s all I need.”

Nathalie’s eyes were slightly unfocused as she gaped up at me.

She nodded, but it wasn’t enough for me. I wanted it to be absolutely clear.

“Be sure this is what you want, beautiful. Because once I taste you, have you writhing underneath me, bury myself inside you…you’re mine.”

I cupped her face and brushed my lips over hers.

“I need to hear you say yes, Nathalie.”

“Yes,” she breathed.

I released her hands and grabbed her around the waist, dragging her up against me and sealing my mouth over hers.

When her tongue tentatively touched mine, any remaining blood in my head rushed to my cock.

I’d already been hard for her, but as it swelled and pushed against her stomach, she gasped.

Nathalie went up on her tiptoes, trying to get closer, and my hands bunched the back of her dress as I lifted her off her feet.

Slowly, I backed her up until her legs hit the bed, then I lowered her down, never losing the connection of our kiss.

Finally, I ripped my lips away from her but kept her caged beneath me with a fist planted into the mattress on both sides of her head.

Her face was flushed, the color going all the way down into the wide neckline of her white summer dress.

Before the night was done, I would know exactly how far her blush went.

Her chocolate eyes stared up at me with wonder as her fingers traced the features of my face.

“You’re really stunning,” she stated softly.

I raised a brow as my lips twisted wryly.

“Stunning? Don’t you mean handsome? Manly? Sexy as hell?”

She laughed, and the sound was like the melody of an angelic song.

“All of those, too.”

Picking up her petite frame, I shifted her so she was lying in the middle of the bed.

Then I climbed on and covered her body with mine.

I held myself up on my elbows to keep from crushing her with my weight.

My head lowered, and I kissed the side of her jaw before trailing my tongue from her collarbone up her neck to her lips.

“Beautiful doesn’t begin to describe you, Nathalie.”

I ground my hips into the heat between her legs, my cock stretching to the point of pain when she mewled.

“Fuck, I want you.”

Sitting back on my heels, I removed one of her bright pink, strappy, high-heeled shoes.

They were incredibly sexy, and I suspected they hinted at a wild spirit that she kept hidden.

I fully intended to set that side of her free in bed. The other shoe followed the first, tossed to the floor.

Her shapely legs were long and slender, perfect for being wrapped around me as I thrust inside her.

Slow down.

We’d get to that part. I wanted to savor her, take my time, and get to know her delicious body.

I slid my hands up her silky skin, her skirt rising and bunching the higher I went.

I pushed it all the way up, baring her center, which was covered in hot pink lace.

I grinned when I glanced up—her cheeks were practically a matching shade.

I grabbed her hands and placed them over the gathered material of her skirt.

“Hold it up here,” I demanded.

The lace of her panties was damp, and I slipped a finger underneath it to feel just how wet she was.

“Fucking drenched, aren’t you, baby?”

I brought my finger to my lips and sucked it clean.

Her thighs clenched, and she whimpered, whetting my appetite even more.

The panties came off easily and joined her shoes on the carpet.

I pushed her thighs as far apart as they would comfortably go, then laid down on my stomach, wedging my shoulders in between.

Her pussy was exquisite, neatly groomed and shiny from the evidence of her want.

The first drag of my tongue from bottom to top almost broke my resolve to go slow.

Especially when her hips bucked involuntarily and she cried out.

I tasted her again and heard a muffled sound, causing me to look up.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and she was biting her bottom lip, trying to stay quiet.

I bit her thigh just hard enough to sting and get her attention.

Her lids sluggishly lifted, revealing her glazed brown orbs.

“Don’t keep the sounds of your passion from me, Nathalie. I want to hear you moan. Scream. Call my name. You’re mine, and I want everything. All of you.”

Her expression seemed a little uncertain for a moment, but then it cleared, and she nodded her agreement.

It wasn’t likely that I would unlock all of her inhibitions in one night, but eventually, she’d realize I was her safe place.

She was free to be herself and let the untamed wildness inside her emerge.

I feasted on her, eating her pussy like I was breaking a year-long fast.

As I drove her higher, her body tensed, the muscles locking in anticipation.