A Needful Heart (13 page)

He stopped, and she could tell he was looking
for words.

“I don’t know anything else. I’ve never tried
to be anything different. Never wanted to even try.”

Until you
.

Those two little words hovered in the air.
No, he hadn’t actually said them with his voice, but the expression
in his eyes spoke for him.

Gina was at a loss. She liked Matt a lot.
Enough to know instinctively that he could seriously damage her
heart.

“So, what do you want from me? I mean, I try
to look at every relationship with potential. I don’t just screw
guys off the street.” She gasped as she said the words and smacked
a hand over her mouth. “Sorry,” she mumbled.

Matt looked glum at her words, and he dropped
his head in his hands. “I don’t know what I want exactly. I mean, I
enjoy being with you, a lot, but I don’t have anything to
offer.”

Gina thought that was a little harsh.

She smiled at him sexily. “Well, I don’t know
about that.”

Matt smiled, as she planned for him to do,
but it was just a small smile. Gina felt petty for trying to make a
joke out of the situation.

“Have you ever seen a good, working
relationship?” she asked.

Matt glanced up at her, looking at her oddly.
“Not really, no. There was this old couple I did a job for, a
couple years ago. They’d been married for fifty-some years, had a
gazillion grandkids. They seemed happy, even after all that time.
But I only talked to them for a couple days.”

Gina leaned into his shoulder. “You’ll have
to watch my parents, then. They’ve been married thirty-four years,
and they act like kids together. They’re so great. My sisters are
brats, I’ll warn you now. You’ll like my brother, though, if he’s
there.” She pulled back uncertainly. “If you’re still going, that
is?”

Matt sighed and pulled her back against him.
“I’ll go, Gina. If you still want me to.”

“I do.”

They were quiet for several moments, just
sitting on the bed together.

“You know I don’t think of you like those
other women, right? Not even close.”

Gina’s heart shivered in her chest at his
words. She
had
wondered.

“Thank you for that, Matt. And I’ll tell you
a secret. I really like you. And I think you have more to offer a
relationship than you know.”

He looked at her for a long time and weighed
her words. Gina could tell he was skeptical but was trying to keep
an open mind.

“I’ll try not to push you. If you’re
uncomfortable with something, just let me know.”

Matt smiled slightly, and his eyes narrowed.
“Well, I am kind of uncomfortable with something.”

Gina pulled back in alarm. “What? Is it the
kissing? Because I can pull back on that.”

Matt held up a big hand to halt her words.
“No, no, it’s this towel.”

He stood up in front of her and let the
offensive terry-cloth fall to the floor, revealing his erection.
Gina giggled and reached out to wrap her hand around his hardness.
She nudged him over a few inches to stand directly in front of
her.

“Oh, we can’t have that now, can we?”

Encircling him, she positioned her thumb
underneath the slit at the tip, and began to make tiny circles.
Matt stilled at her touch and looked down at her with wide
eyes.

“Do I need to kiss it to make it better?”

She didn’t wait for a response, just leaned
in and licked the tip of his cock. Matt gasped above her, and Gina
saw his hands curl into fists. Removing her hand, she let her mouth
take its place, massaging and gently swirling her tongue around his
smooth head.

“Fuck.”

Matt groaned and rested one heavy hand on her
curls. Gina pressed forward and swallowed as much as she could,
then pulled back to the tip. Now that he was wet, her mouth moved
more easily as she sank down on him again. She increased her speed
until she felt Matt begin to twitch, and surge into her mouth
instinctively. Gina felt her body cream itself. She loved giving
head.

Above her, Matt shifted and angled her head a
little differently to press deeper against the back of her throat.
Gina groaned around him and used the tips of her casted fingers to
fondle his testicles. The movement of his body began to lose its
rhythm, and Gina knew his orgasm was not far away. His heavy thighs
twitched and his chest bellowed. She tightened her fist and pulled
back for a moment, then swirled around his head again. She forced
the tip of her tongue into his slit. Tightening her lips into a
ring, she andled her mouth down his cock. She did that movement two
more times, quickly, before she felt his body gather itself. At the
last minute, he tried to pull her head away, but she stayed on,
bobbing steadily.

Matt’s cum blasted the back of her throat,
and Gina worked her jaw to swallow the hot, salty cream. Matt
shouted out above her and strained into her mouth, pulsing
uncontrollably. Where before he was trying to push her head away,
now he pulled her to him until she almost gagged. Her own nerves
tingled, almost enough to come herself. Forcing her body to accept
his, she continued to swallow, until he finally relaxed with
completion. Slipping from between her lips, Matt staggered back to
lean against the bedroom wall, panting heavily. His eyes were
dazed.

Gina smiled at him as she used her discarded
towel to wipe her lips and hand.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

Matt grinned at her fully for the first time,
and Gina caught her breath in wonder.

“I’m beyond okay, right now,” he admitted.
“Shit.”

His head thumped to the wall, and he
struggled to catch his breath. He panted raggedly, as if he had
just run laps around the house and carried weights up the stairs.
When he rolled his head back up to look at her, his eyes blazed
with heat and he stalked toward her. Gina felt that banked tingle
in her groin build as he loomed over her, then pressed her back to
the mattress. With sharp tugs, he disposed of her sweats and
panties, running his hands up her calves, behind her knees and
along her thighs. Gina was a very tactile person. She loved
touching and being touched, so what Matt was doing was phenomenal.
He gripped her hips in his strong hands and physically moved her up
the bed several inches. Then he dropped to his knees on the floor
and positioned himself between her thighs.

He explored the hair between her legs, then
gently spread her folds. Gina knew she was soaked with need, and
when he pressed a finger into her channel, he slipped in easily.
Gina gasped as he retracted his hand and looped a finger up and
around her clit. Her hips shifted restlessly, and she clutched the
comforter beneath her. She felt Matt shift, then the moist warmth
of his breath at her mound. With two hands, he spread her lips once
again, and Gina held her breath in expectation.

“I’ve never done this before, so be patient
with me.”

Gina looked at him in surprise, but he didn’t
give her a chance to assimilate the words before he was burying his
face in her cunt. His tongue immediately found and glided around
her clit, making her squeal. It just felt so good. His tongue
wiggled around, slid down around her opening, then back up to
circle her clit again. Gina felt his thick middle finger enter her,
pressing and retreating, and that wonderful heat began to snowball.
As turned on as she was from sucking him off, she knew it would not
be long before she came. She twitched her hips against his mouth
and guided him where she wanted him. Matt suddenly snugged his face
in and sealed his lips around that volatile bud, sucking hard. Gina
had never felt anything like it, and from one moment to the next
she was flung screaming over the edge. Matt continued to suck and
glide his finger inside her strongly, prolonging her torture. Gina
arched on the bed and finally had to push his head away.

“Too much,” she gasped. “Too much.”

Matt eased away from her body but allowed his
fingers to play in the fresh moisture from her release. Gina let
her eyes fall shut as she panted on the bed. Her mind was numb and
her body quaked. But she finally felt spent.

Matt moved up beside her, lying diagonally
across the bed. The mattress dipped as his weight settled onto it,
and Gina rocked into his side. Normally, she would have tried to
put a bit of distance between them, but she was too wiped to do
anything.

They lay like that for a long time, in the
dark bedroom with only the light of the bathroom shining in. Matt
eventually roused and sat up at the side of the bed. “I’m going to
go,” he told her regretfully.

Gina tried not to be put out, but it was
hard. She was half hoping he would fall asleep beside her, and they
would wake up and go to work like a normal couple. It was not to
be, though. She sat up beside him with a sigh, careful not to touch
him. If he needed to leave, she would let him. This was probably a
pretty overwhelming situation for somebody who’d never been in a
relationship before.

Matt stood beside the bed looking down at her
for several moments. There was a heavy frown on his face. She could
tell he was torn too.

“It’s all right, Matt. I understand. I’ll see
you tomorrow afternoon.”

He nodded and snagged his towel from the bed,
wrapping it around his hips as he walked toward the door. As he
stepped through, she called out after him, “I had a really
enjoyable night with you, Matt. Maybe we can do it again.”

He looked back at her with a grin and gave
her an ornery, charming wink. “Definitely. I’ll lock up when I
leave.”

And he was gone.

Gina stared at the closed bedroom door for a
long time before she flopped back onto the bed. Emotions beat at
her, and she didn’t know what to think about first. Memories of the
sex were at the top of her thoughts.
My God that man can
screw
. He may not have very much experience, but it didn’t mean
he didn’t know what to do. Her body tingled as she remembered his
tongue on her clit. That had been sublime.

And the taste of him had been something as
well. Salty and earthy, unlike anything she had ever tasted before.
Her mouth watered at the thought of going down on him again.

The door closed downstairs, and her breathing
relaxed. Dragging the comforter over top of her, she curled up on
her big, empty bed. His smiling grin as he left was the last thing
she remembered as she faded into sleep.

***

Matt checked the house next door as he walked
down Gina’s steps. Gabe’s house was dark and quiet, and he was
reassured.

Loose hipped, he strode to his truck, more
relaxed than he could ever remember being. His body was humming
with satisfaction and his emotions buzzed. He felt a smile tip up
his lips and laughed out loud when he was locked in the cab of his
truck. He banged the steering wheel with his fist and stretched out
his legs. For a long minute, he just sat there, looking up at her
house and imagining her lying there on the bed again, spread and
glistening. Fuck! That image as he lowered his mouth to her cunt
was what he would remember for years after he was gone.

And he would have to leave eventually. There
was no doubt, and his enjoyment of the night dimmed. She liked him
right now because of the sex, but within a few days he would be out
of her life and she would forget him. Maybe he
should
let
her go with that doctor to the cookout.

The anger that flowed through him startled
him with its intensity, and reinforced what he already knew. If
this was how he was going to react, she would be better off without
him.

***

Matt tried to remind himself the next day,
when he walked in the house and was assaulted by Gina’s peaches and
cream scent. His fourteen hour semi-erection immediately hardened,
and his eyes searched the house for her. Work was forgotten as he
ducked his head in the living room. Dishes clattered in the
kitchen, and he knew where she was. Unable to ignore her, he walked
down the hallway and through the kitchen door.

Gina was in her pink scrubs, and when she
looked over her shoulder at him with a brilliant, welcoming smile,
it was all he could do not to rush across the room, bend her over
and screw her senseless. Some of what he was feeling must have been
on his face, because her eyes darkened with arousal. Gina dried her
hands on a towel and stepped across the room to him. When she stood
in front of him, she rubbed the knuckles of two small fingers
against his stomach, as if she wanted to touch him but didn’t want
to freak him out. Matt took a small step and she flattened her hand
against him, settling it at his waist. She looked up at him and
smiled, obviously waiting.

Matt bent and pressed his lips to hers,
nibbling gently. Gina moaned and leaned into him, pressing her
breasts to his chest. Matt let his hands glide down her back and
inside her scrubs bottoms to cup her ass. Gina did some kind of
undulation thing with her hips that immediately cranked his
erection into the painful stage, bound by the denim of his jeans.
One-handed, she squeezed his dick through his jeans and untucked
his shirt so she could get to his skin. He nipped at her lip and
teased with his tongue, fascinated by her responses.

He couldn’t go on like that forever. Matt
walked Gina backwards until she was against the cabinets, then he
pushed her pants down over her hips. Gina shimmied them down her
legs, along with her panties, and kicked them to the side. Matt
slipped a finger into her heat and found her saturated for him. He
let his fingers play as he continued to tease at her mouth, and
within just a few seconds she was twitching around his hand. “Oh,
yes,” she moaned. “Oh, oh, oh, yessss--” she groaned harshly as she
came on his hand.

Matt almost ejaculated in his pants. She was
so damn hot. Lifting her to the counter, he ripped his jeans open
and sheathed himself quickly with a condom. Spreading her legs
wide, he cupped her ass and speared himself into her.