What Happens in Mexico...Stays in Mexico

Chapter Five

They both jerked away from each other and stared with horror at the prissy faced, blue-haired woman who stood staring at them disapprovingly.  The obviously shocked woman clutched her over-sized beach bag to her thin chest and shook her head, clucking at them like an overwrought hen. 

“Some people have no sense of manners these days.  You both should be ashamed of yourself.  I am going to report you to the management.”

Sharra had the fleeting thought the elderly senior looked a little too much like Frank’s irritating mother.  So tight-assed and ready to find fault with everything.  Believing she was the only one who could tell those around her how to behave.  Who did she think she was anyway? 

Maybe it was that thinking that made Sharra turn around and do what she did.  Stabbing a finger against the elevator close door button, she put her chin up and glared at the older woman.

“This elevator is taken.  I suggest you use the stairs.”  Then, ignoring the lady’s gaping mouth and widened eyes, she pulled Matt back into her arms and kissed him thoroughly.

“Well…I never…” was the last thing she heard as the heavy doors snicked shut.

“I’ll bet that’s a true statement.”  Matt kissed down her neck to suck on the flesh just below her collarbone.  “Never in an elevator at least.”

Sharra giggled and boldly wrapped her hand around his cock.  “But not for us?”

His eyes crossed again, and fighting for control, he put his hand over hers.  “Baby, I want you more than I can breathe, but I want our first time in a bed where I can love you properly.”

She stilled.  “The first time?”

Matt cursed his slip of the tongue.  She had him tangled in such knots he couldn’t even remember his name.  “I mean…the first time you’ll remember.”

“Oh.”  She smiled and gave him a squeeze.  “Then you better make this box move, or I’m going to remember my first time right here.”

“Christ!”  Matt covered her grinning mouth with his own, and in defense, pried her fingers away from his throbbing erection.  When the door opened on their floor, he sent up a prayer of thanks, then tossing Sharra over his shoulder he almost ran down the hall to their room.

“Hurry!” she said from somewhere near his ass.  Her fingers slid just inside his trunks to touch his heated flesh and he fumbled the key in response.

“Shit!”  He growled the curse out as he fought for control.  He finally got the key card in and when the light flashed green, he pushed the door open so hard it slammed back against the wall, leaving a nasty dent in the plaster.  Ignoring the damage, he kicked it shut again.   Carrying Sharra over to the bed, he dropped her, where she sprawled with innocent abandon.  A green-clad goddess on a background of tropical flowers.

She lifted her hands to her hair and then stretched as she smiled up at him seductively.  “What are you waiting for?”

Nothing.  Everything. 

Damn.  Now was a lousy time for his conscience to make an appearance.  Sharra was ready and waiting for him, but all he could think about was the fact he had lied to her.  The attraction was real, but would she be acting on it if she didn’t think they were married?  All of the sudden, he couldn’t go through with it.  His body screamed in protest at his chivalry, but he tried desperately to ignore it.

“Sharra—”

His breath wooshed out of him when she lifted her foot and brazenly ran it up and down his stiff cock.  Heat and need raced through him so hard and fast, it was an agony not to explode right there and then.  His brain shut off and his conscience slid away when lust overwhelmed him.  He shook his head, wondering what in the hell he was waiting for.  She was there…and she would be his.

Matt had his swim trunks off in less than a heartbeat.  He saw the admiration in her eyes, and it made him swell even larger in response.  When she leaned up and took his naked penis in her hand, he shut his eyes at the feelings that shot through him.  From his groin to his toes and back again, he could already feel the tickling in his balls that told him he was close to coming.  His body was one big ache of need.  Shit.

Maybe she was going to kill him.

God!  He’s gorgeous.  It was unfair of Sharra to compare her fiancé’s flabby desk jockey form to the hard male flesh that loomed above her, but she couldn’t help it.  Matt was everything she’d ever wished to have in her bed.  From his wide muscular chest to his slim hips and lickable stomach, she was suddenly very glad for the tequila that had made her forget her responsibilities and jump into marriage and bed with this handsome hunk of a man.

Her gaze dropped, and her mouth watered at the sight of his thick cock throbbing right in front of her.  She couldn’t help but reach out and take it in her hand, her whole body warming to match the heat she now held.  He was bigger than she’d expected, and she felt a very feminine moment of panic that he would be too much for her.

But at her touch, he groaned, and her fear skittered away like leaves in a summer wind.  Awed by his response to her, she began to stroke him, feeling the steel beneath flesh that was as sleek as satin.  She pulled him closer and her pulse quickened when she saw the clear liquid beading on the broad helmet-like head.

It wasn’t something she’d ever been comfortable doing, but with Matt, she couldn’t resist.  Urging him towards her, she squeezed until more of the moisture painted the tip of his cock.

And then she licked him.

His reaction was all she could have hoped for.  Matt’s whole body went stiff and he grabbed the back of her head, holding her tightly.  His penis pushed against her lips and he groaned again, a deep rumble in his chest.

“Please, sweetheart,” he pleaded in a guttural voice.  “Take me in.  I want to feel your lips around me.”

Even though she was embarrassed, she could no more ignore his need than fly to the moon.  Her cheeks turned a dark rose, but locking her gaze on his, she slowly sucked him into her mouth.

Christ!  He’d been right.  She was going to kill him.  Matt’s knees nearly buckled as he slid in deep.  He hadn’t expected this turn of events—Sharra seemed to surprise him a lot—but he sure as hell wasn’t going to stop her.  Her mouth was hot and wet and snug around him, and she seemed to be enjoying it as much as he was.  Her tongue was doing something magical and he fought not to thrust even deeper.

His fingers tangled in her hair, and he gritted his teeth when she began to move up and down his slippery shaft.  Her hand snugged the base, squeezing and stroking, at the same time her lips caressed and teased the rest of him.  When her tongue licked at the thin fold of flesh under the head, he wondered if his head would blow off.

The burning in his balls increased, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to stand much more.  When Sharra reached up with her free hand and gently squeezed his balls, the burning exploded into flames.

Swearing copiously, he jerked away from her and ignoring her soft cry of protest, he pushed her back on the bed and came down heavily on top of her.  Burying his face in the curve of her neck, he tried to control the wild need racing though him.  The last thing he wanted to do was a slam-bam-thank-you-ma’am with Sharra.  But she’d gotten him so close, Matt was afraid the second he was inside her it would be all over.  And she was way too important to him to treat in such a selfish way.  He had to regain command of himself and to do that he needed time.  So that could mean only one thing.  His sensuous lips widened into a smile.

It was payback time.

And so it started.  Trailing kisses down her softly curved neck to nip at her generous breasts, he gloried in her soft moans and sweet gasps.  Determined to make this something she would remember, he slowly licked around each areola, starting at the outer edge and moving inexorably inwards to the pink pointed nipple.  Her cry of delight made his jaw clench as he fought again for control, but he didn’t stop the delicious torment.

Again and again, he caressed her, his mouth and teeth sucking and nibbling until she was arching up against him.  He held her hands down, mortally afraid if she touched him in any way, it would all be over in a most embarrassing way.

His lips moved down her slender body, finding all the ticklish and sensitive areas he’d wanted to touch since he’d first taken her hand—was it just the night before?  It was hard to believe he’d known her for such a short time.  She felt so right to him.  So perfect in so many ways.

Matt groaned as he caught the spicy scent of her feminine arousal.  His aching cock went even harder and it was all he could do not to pull her thighs apart and thrust hard and deep.

Instead, he nuzzled down into the auburn curls that hid her secrets from him.  Ones he was damned determined to discover.  She murmured his name in that husky, sex kitten voice that sent all his nerve endings tingling and he literally had to swallow back the drool.  God, did she know how beautiful…how fucking sexy she was? 

Sharra didn’t know and didn’t care.  All her focus was on the man who right now was licking at her clit like a man dying of thirst.  His tongue slipped in between her already drenched folds, lapping and teasing until the heat rising within her was ready to explode. 

It hadn’t taken much.  His gentle touches had set her body on fire, and when he’d started nibbling, she felt like she was the sweetest, most delicious dessert around.  She shivered as he blew a puff on air on her quivering flesh and when his lips clamped around it and sucked, she felt every nerve ending shriek in utter delight.

Fire sliced through her and she jerked her hands away to grab at his hair.  In response, he caught her legs and shoved her knees up, opening her up even wider to him.  Her breath caught in a gasp that turned into a sighing moan as his mouth dropped again to her now exposed clit.

Sensation pulled her into a vortex of pleasure.  His lips tugged at her wet nether lips, his tongue curled around her throbbing clit, and then without warning, he stabbed it deep into her aching quim.

It was too much.

Screaming out his name, she climaxed.  Her whole body was consumed with a passion never before experienced.  Throbbing spasms of satisfaction rippled through her making her arch up even closer to that wicked, marauding tongue.  It was like being set on fire.  It was as if she’d been thrust into a vat of ice.  Sparkles of heat tickled all through her and she wondered if she would die from the feel of it.  It was the most exquisite thing she’d ever felt.

And it wasn’t over.  As if her reaction made him even hungrier, Matt growled and pulling her closer, did it again.  He feasted, nibbling and sucking until Sharra wasn’t sure where the pleasure ended and he began.  Higher and higher he took her, her cries and whimpers just spurring him on again.  Once, twice, thrice, he sent her spinning into heated abandon.  Only when she was a puddle on the soft bed, her mind and body both loose and satiated with ecstasy, did he ease up to lie over the top of her.

His mouth caressed her jaw, then her nose, and then finally her trembling mouth.  His body was rock hard against hers as he kissed her hard and deep.  She felt his cock throbbing against her thigh and knew a sudden hunger to feel him deep inside of her.

“Matt,” she whispered.  “I—”  But his kiss stole away her words and his tongue swiftly parted her lips and teased her with her own fragrance and taste. 

“Shhh…” he murmured as he sucked on her lower lip.  “Now, it’s my turn.”

 Without another word his mouth crushed down on hers.  In the kiss was all the pent up need he’d been fighting every since he’d seen her that first night.  No more teasing or tempting now, his passion for her could no longer be denied.  Fitting himself between her soft thighs, he was inside her with one hard thrust.

Everything went still for a heartbeat of time.  Matt’s eyes locked with Sharra’s and he saw the same surprise and awe in hers he knew was reflected in his own.  His body throbbed, not just from desire, but with the sudden understanding that this was more than a simple roll in the hay.  This was different.  This was more.  He read his future in her sultry blue eyes.

And it scared him to death.

Then Sharra moved, and the spell was broken.  His focus switched…narrowed back to the feelings whirling inside him.  He pushed aside the confusing emotions and concentrated on the here and now.  Bracing himself above her, he retreated, pulling almost all the way out of her snug, hot sheath.  Then, just as slowly, he pushed back forward, feeling every nerve ending in his cock scream in pleasure.

“Matt!”  His name was a gasping moan as she tried to wriggle beneath him.  “Please.  More.  Harder.”

His eyes crossed as he fought back the sudden need to hold her down and pump into her hard and deep.  “Shut up, sweetheart,” he growled.  “I’m trying to do this right.”

“You do it any more right,” she growled back at him, “I’ll die from the pleasure.”

He gave a strangled laugh as her words sent another throbbing pulse of heat through him.  In desperation he captured her mouth with his.  If he could keep her from talking, maybe he’d make it through this alive.  Fisting his hands in her hair, he set out to conquer.

There is nothing better than the feeling of a hot, hard male body on top of you.  And Matt’s was prime.  Sharra knew she’d never forget this first time they made love.  Strong and aggressive, yet wonderfully attentive, even now, he was making sure she was enjoying their lovemaking.  She’d already come…several times, yet he acted like her pleasure was more important than his.

He moved so slow, she was dying from the measured, deliberate strokes.  No quick race to the finish for Matt.  He seemed to delight in the feeling of their bodies joined together.  Her heart gave a funny leap when he looked down at her, his silver gaze darkened with passion and his hard mouth curved in sexy smile.  Then he pulled her even closer, moving so her clit was pressed against his moving cock and she all but felt her eyes roll back in her head.

His mouth took hers again and this time she tasted the difference.  More intense, filled with even more controlled desire.  His tongue mated with hers, and then stabbed deep, aping the same moves he was making with his strong body.  Heat began to coil in her again, and she gave a whimper of longing.  Then her thoughts scattered as he ground himself against her, his body moving more rapidly until it matched her pounding heartbeat.  Unable to do anything else, she wrapped her arms and legs around him and matched him thrust for thrust.

Matt felt her surrender down to his toes.  The knowledge she was finally his was all it took to make him lose the last of his control.  When Sharra’s hands moved down to grab his naked ass, any thought of making their lovemaking last longer disappeared.  Burying his head in the curve of her shoulder, he just let himself go.

Their bodies strained against each other; gasping moans and gentle sighs the music they loved by.  The need built until it was a pleasure-pain and sweat was dripping down his brow before he felt her shiver and her body go suddenly stiff.  Her quim clenched down on his cock with such strength, he swore aloud.

Her climax rocked through her, sending him into his own.  Fire enveloped him, and her cry mingled with his shout of satisfaction as he exploded, jetting into her so hard and deep his vision grayed.  He shuddered above her, glorying in the primitive sounds of release coming from the woman beneath him.  Possessiveness swept through him, so hard and strong, it sent him into another shattering climax before he finally collapsed limply on top of Sharra.

He closed his eyes as he lay there, feeling her pounding heart and shivering body beneath his.  Realization slowly dawned, and the truth of what he was feeling ripped through him.  His whole world was changed in a heartbeat. 

It didn’t matter how things had started or why.  He didn’t give a damn about her past or his.  What mattered was now.  And after this, Matt knew one simple thing.  Sharra was his.

And he was going to keep her.

END OF CHAPTER FIVE

* Chapter One * Chapter Two * Chapter Three * Chapter Four * Chapter Five * Chapter Six *

* Chapter Seven * Chapter Eight *  Chapter Nine *  Chapter Ten * Chapter Eleven *

* Chapter Twelve * Chapter Thirteen * Chapter Fourteen * Chapter Fifteen * Chapter Sixteen *

* Chapter Seventeen * Epilogue *