HERO (The Complete Series) Page 7

  “Yes. What is it?”

  “The truth is…” He hesitated. “No one should be alone when they’re down and out. No one. Including you. Especially you. You almost gave your life to save that boy! You just got out of the hospital yesterday. And the media won’t stop hounding you for a while. How can anyone let you be alone now?”

  That’s it? Hero Hospitality? Bah.

  “Well, that and you’re cute when you black out,” he joked as though reading my mind. He grabbed my waist, pulling me closer with both hands as we stood in the doorway of the restaurant. He leaned over and gently kissed my forehead. “C’mon it’s so cold out. Let’s go home.”

  Home.

  He took my hand and led me over to the car. Ross was already waiting with a door open. The ride home was quiet, but charged with sexual tension. I could feel the energy vibrating off his body and searing right through to my crotch. It was so strong I felt like I was buzzing. We didn’t speak or touch or make eye contact.

  * * *

  As we walked off the elevator into his condo, he stopped short. “Wait. Sit here in the living room. I have something for you.”

  “You got me a room full of things that I haven’t even looked at, Matt. You don’t need to get me anything else.”

  “Shhh. Just sit and wait.” He ducked into the large dining room beside the expansive kitchen. I could hear him digging through something metal. He returned with his hand behind his back and a warm smile on his chiseled face.

  “Close your eyes,” he instructed me.

  “What is it?” I resisted. “Just show me.”

  “Just close ‘em,” he persisted.

  As I closed my eyes, I felt his hands, as well as something cold, brush against the sides and back of my neck. He then fumbled with what I figured was a clasp, then gently place his hands on my shoulder. My body tingled from his touch.

  “Ok,” he continued. “You can open your eyes now.”

  When I opened my eyes he was kneeling in front of me as I sat on the sofa. I touched my neck and traced my fingertips on the piece of jewelry. Once I touched the pendant, I knew what it was. I jumped out of the chair and rushed toward the floor-to-ceiling mirrors at the entrance to see if it was really what I thought. It was the necklace that my grandmother gave to me when I was twelve, just before she died. With everything that happened during the last couple of days, I hadn’t thought about all the things had been wiped out during the fire. How could I not have remembered this piece? It was clearly singed but intact. I felt a burst of joy rising up from the depths of my stomach.

  “Oh my God, how did you find this!” I choked and squeaked, and my voice trembled, not able to hold in how emotion-filled I was as I walked back over to him in the living room.

  “I was on-site with the Fire Marshall’s investigative team today,” he explained. “I thought I’d see what I could recover from your place. The box it was in was all warped and melted, but the necklace was fine. Just a little smoke and soot on it. Yolanda can shine that right up.”

  “This belonged to my great, great grandmother,” I started. “And probably went a few more generations back, too. There’s been a tradition for it to be handed down every second generation, so my grandmother gave it to me. My grandma once said it might be worth tens of thousands of dollars, but it’s not about that value at all. It meant so much to me to have a piece of her with me. I can’t believe you found it. I, I just don’t know how to thank you, Matt.”

  As he stood up, I reached up and around his broad shoulders. We shared the warmest embrace. I was probably a little overzealous, peppering him with kisses all over his face and neck. He was smiling broadly again, and accepting every kiss with glee.

  “It’s the least we could do. The building isn’t structurally sound anymore, so we weren’t able to keep looking. Sorry I couldn’t find more for you and...”

  “No, no, this is everything I could ever want, Matt,” I cut him off, teary-eyed with joy. “Everything else was replaceable. They’re just meaningless stuff. But this, I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you for finding this. Thank you Matt.”

  I laced my hands around his neck and through his hair, feeling so attracted to him. He was irresistible and I was in the moment. I tiptoed and closed my eyes as I tilted my head forward to kiss his tempting lips. He met my mouth with just as much desire, and soon his hands were around my waist, pulling me closer. The kiss was raw and full of need, making my pussy throb with passion. As he towered over me in height, I felt his rock-hard shaft press through his pants onto my waist. I was wet and ready to drop all my inhibitions.

  “I don’t want you to think you have to do this, Kate,” he mumbled in a husky voice, in between breaths as we maintained the arousing kiss.

  “I know,” I said softly, allowing my pussy to take complete control of my brain. I nuzzled his ear with my lips and whispered, “I want to. I want you, Matt. Make love to me.”

  Chapter 10

  Our eyes never lost contact with each other as he lowered me on the living room sofa. I shuddered with anticipation for a moment. What was it about him that was so compelling? Everything. Not only was he strikingly good-looking, he was also kind. Thoughtful. Empathetic. And yes, he was a firefighter, but he was so much more. He had a heart and seemed genuine. And for the life of me I hadn’t sensed any ego, or at least, none that I had seen so far. And yes, he was clearly wealthy, but that was not something that had made him any more appealing in my eyes. I left that life once, and it was not something I was looking for. Everything else about him was just… right.

  His lips descended onto mine and there was no more coherent thought. I yearned to taste him and be teased as he parted my lips and crushed his tongue into mine. I felt his solid cock press against me and grabbed his firm ass to feel him closer. He quickly propped himself up on one arm and used the other to start unbuttoning my blazer. I helped him frantically, reaching the back of my bra to unsnap it as my blazer fell to the floor, not wanting to slow the pace of our heated rhythm. I needed to feel his heat and be skin-to-skin with him. He quickly pulled out of the kiss, then grabbed my arm gently and stood up.

  “I want to see you, Kate” he whispered. “I just want to look at you for a minute. Let me take all your clothes off.”

  I nodded and he removed the rest of my clothes, slowly dropping them to the floor one by one. When I was completely naked he just stood and watched me with a dreamy look in his eyes.

  “You’re so beautiful Kate,” he said. “I could watch you all night.”

  He came closer and cupped my face, reaching in for a passionate kiss. His touch was gentle, and seemed filled with both longing and some reverence. It was like fondling your favorite toy, not wanting to damage it, but unable to resist the urge to touch it. I couldn’t stand the waiting anymore. My pussy was throbbing so hard, I grabbed his shirt and unbuttoned them frenetically, then undid his belt and dragged his pants down with his briefs. His cock was massive. And it was so hard he looked like he would burst.

  As I kissed him, we descended into our own sacred and primitive world. All that was present was need, attraction, heat and desire. I took his hand and pressed it onto my burning hot mound, desperately wanting to feel him inside me. He went wild. He kissed me deeply and slid two fingers into my channel. He explored my mouth with his tongue, moving it at the same pace that he flicked my clit with his thumb. There was no more control. Just untamed, animal instinct.

  “I want you so bad, Kate,” he finally said, letting out a deep moan as he released me from the kiss and moved his lip down to my breasts. My nipples were already hard, and his touch intensified my erotic insanity beyond what I could bear. I wrapped my legs around his back, drawing him in. I needed to feel his hot, hard shaft inside my channel and my body refused to wait.

  “Come inside me, Matt,” I said longingly. “I need you to fill me up and make me come.”

  “I need you too, baby,” he moaned, reaching over to his pants pocket and pulling out a condom. Th
e package was ripped open and the condom slipped onto his raging erection in record speed. His eyes were fixated and brimming over with pure, sexual hunger and rabid desire. It was contagious, as I wanted him so badly. My clit was so inflamed in the arousal I couldn’t wait anymore. I gently pushed against his chest so he would sit up. He moved willingly, and I positioned myself on top of him, with my knees straddling each side and facing him.

  I started lowering onto his shaft slowly, but he was just as needy. He grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands and pulled me down on his cock with such force it felt like hot lightning shooting into me. My eyes rolled back into my head as I rode him, bracing myself by holding onto his shoulders. And he took full advantage of the position, slowly sucking on each breast. It was raw and wild and untamed. And we both wanted more.

  He licked and teased them one by one, then alternated between biting them gently then blowing. As I felt his hot breath on my nipples, unbridled need kept rising and brimming over inside me. Every lick, every touch was driving me further into the primitive pleasure of the erotic escape. He grabbed my ass tighter and closer into him, and his large hands felt so warm and inviting. He squeezed my ass cheeks and reached closer to my opening, grabbing so tightly and making me wetter with every thrust. His fingers spread my lips so I could take him even deeper into me. When he let out a low groan, that sound drove me completely insane and set my climax in full-steam-ahead motion.

  “Oh, God Matt, I’m coming!” I moaned out loud. My channel tightened and clenched violently onto his shaft, sending him into his own climactic release as he kept rocking me on his own ride to ecstasy. Slowly, he relieved his grip and wrapped his arms around my waist tightly. He nuzzled his head into my neck and we held each other for quite some time, before any words would come.

  “You were amazing,” he said first, holding me tightly in his warm embrace.

  “You too,” I replied, still basking in the mindless glow.

  “You’re so warm, so responsive, so giving, Kate,” he whispered in my ear. I could feel his cock begin to harden inside me and I was starting to tingle with the needy sensation again. He leaned forward and stood up, holding me firmly to keep my legs wrapped around him. I held on with my arms locked around his neck, licking and teasing his ear lobe. He gently lifted me off of his hardness and started walking toward the stairs with me in his arms. He was so strong, holding me as if I was as light as a baby. His baby.

  Hero salvation.

  “I’d better get us upstairs and get you to bed, Kate,” he said as he began to return to his senses. “Before my raging hormones take over again. I’ll grab these things in the morning.”

  I nodded and he shifted me around so my legs were on his right forearm.

  “I can still walk, you know?” I said, noticing he wasn’t putting me down.

  “Yes I guess you can,” he replied with his ravishing smile. “But I’m not taking any chances. You’re getting put to bed, young lady. No fainting for you.”

  “Yes sir, Lieutenant Lewis, sir!” I replied, and motioned my hand in salute.

  “And don’t you make fun of the guy carrying your sexy ass,” he joked.

  I winked as he walked up the steps effortlessly, in awe of his protective and giving nature. All my defenses were down and I realized that my heart was already at the point of no return. But it didn’t matter anymore. If my heart was going to be dragged through the mud later, it was totally worth it. It had only been a few days since Matt came into my life and he had been there from the fire and at every point since then.

  He was with me in the hospital. Saved me from the reporters at Richard and George’s place, and then took care of me until they came home. He had caught my fall after I fainted at the press conference, stayed with me at the hospital. He had fed me, gave me a place to stay and put clothes on my back. He rescued me from the barrage of media at the ceremony.

  And he’d found my grandmother’s necklace. All for me. What else did I need to know that he was genuinely a nurturer and a protector? Nothing. I knew enough. I was going to trust my gut and just let him treat me with the kindness my nana said I deserved from the man that would one day be mine. As lofty and pie-in-the-sky as that sounded – and it did sound like a load of old-styled, fantasy bullshit, because who even talked like that anymore? – I believed it.

  Fallen for the Hero.

  As he got to the top of the stairs, he was heading into my room and I stopped him. “I want to stay with you, Matt. I don’t want to be alone tonight. I need to feel you close to me.” I didn’t care how desperate or vulnerable I sounded. It was the truth. I needed his tenderness and his strength enveloping me.

  He moaned deeply and kissed my ear. He continued past the room with the things he bought me, and over to what was clearly the master bedroom. The room was dark, but the hallway lights were on. I could see the décor seemed bright and contemporary, with a modern, minimalist influence. None of that mattered. It could have been a kid’s room with a Hot Wheels bed, for all I cared. I was going to be with him. Safe. Protected. Loved.

  He placed me down gently on one side of the king sized bed and walked over to his closet. “Here’s a robe for you. You’ll need this in the morning. Yolanda comes in pretty early and she’s used to barging into my room like I’m still five years old. She’s been our housekeeper for a very long time.”

  “Ok,” I replied softly. “Thanks, Matt.”

  “I’ll be right back,” he said. “I’ll go get our clothes now, just in case she comes in before I wake up. I don’t want her to feel uncomfortable.”

  As he left I looked at his delicious ass and huge, majestic frame. God, was he ever a specimen. I imagined all the ways he could rock my world, from A to Z, a hundred ways till Sunday, and then start all over again. My body arousal switch was turned on and nothing was shutting it down. I stretched out on his bed and then rolled over onto my stomach. My eyes closed as I buried my head in his pillow to smell his scent, just as he walked back in.

  “So,” he started, walking over to the armchair near the window and placing our clothes on it. “I’m off shift tomorrow, and not a thing in my calendar. You know what that means?”

  “What?” I asked.

  “I’m yours all day,” he said, with his eyes wide and eyebrows raised. That sounded so good.

  “Well, then,” I replied playfully. “I’ll just have to think up some things I can do to you.”

  “Seriously though, you should rest,” he cautioned. “You need rest to get better.”

  “Ahh, so then keep me in bed all day, Lieutenant,” I teased with the same tone he had used just moments earlier.

  “I can’t refuse that offer,” he said as he caved. “But you’re getting some rest too.”

  “Deal,” I said with a smile. A long yawn came out of me from nowhere. I guess I really was tired.

  He came over to my side and pulled the covers up and over me. He bent down and kissed my forehead gently, then walked over to his side and came to bed. I snuggled up to him and he seemed only too happy to wrap his huge arms around me. My eyes closed and within what seemed like seconds, I was asleep.

  Chapter 11

  When I woke up, the light was pouring in through Matt’s east-facing windows. For a few fleeting moments, I buried my face under the pillow, trying to hold on to the escape of dreamless and restful sleep. His sheets were high thread count Egyptian cotton and so comfy, with a slight smell of fresh rain and Matt. In his massive master bedroom, it felt like heaven. Even the pillows smelled like brand new cotton and fabric detergent.

  I turned over and noticed that Matt wasn’t in bed anymore. In the distance, I heard the muffled sound of the shower behind closed doors so I figured it was him. With a short groan, I turned with the pillow and slowly sat up. His nightstand had a similar clock as my room, and it was just after 8:30 a.m. A few minutes later, with my eyes still a little glazed with sleep, Matt came out of the shower. His well-chiseled face was split with the broadest grin.

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sp; "Morning, sunshine!” His large, rugged hands ran through his wet hair, which rebounded back in resistance to its original position. He seemed his usual positive and jovial self.

  “I think it’s going to be a beautiful day,” he proclaimed, in a voice as chipper as the birds that would sing outside my window when I was on the farm in Phoenix. As he walked over to his windows and looked out, I swung my legs over the side of the bed. I stretched and let out a long yawn.

  “I couldn’t agree more,” I replied. My voice was still raspy with sleep.

  “So you were the Arizona bourgeoisie, weren’t you?” he asked from the window, without looking back at me.

  “What do you mean?” I asked, not sure why he asked that out of the blue.

  “Well, just listen to how you talk,” he answered. “Your speech still has the rounded tones of having completed finishing school somewhere. Trust me, I would know. My sister and I have been there, done that and got the posh t-shirts.”

  “Well, yes,” I replied, smiling and pushing my tousled hair out of my eyes. “It was unavoidable. Luckily, I got the honor of appending a nice New York accent to it.”

  Grinning, Matt walked over to me and planted a big kiss on my hair. The sunlight shone through his hair as I looked up at him, making him seem angelic and edible. “And it sounds like pretty Yankee heaven, my dear.”

  I tilted my head up and descended his mouth into mine for a long, tender kiss. I held him around his neck and slid my fingers through his wet hair, which brought me to full arousal so quickly. He smelled so good, and that made me remember I hadn’t yet showered.

  “I’ll be right back,” I said, pulling out of the kiss. “A nice, long shower is calling my name.”

  “Want some company?” he asked, with a slightly upturned smile.

  “Sure,” I answered. It was an irresistible offer as far as I was concerned. The advance sent a shiver of anticipation through my body.