Healing Matt Ch. 04

He'd made us a feast for this picnic. All the best and most romantic foods in the world! There were chocolate covered strawberries, all sorts of cheeses – I'd already told him I loved cheese – warm, fresh baguette, cucumber and carrot pieces and red wine. We fed each other, laughed and talked. It was free and easy and so much fun. With Matt I forgot who I was, where I was and just about everything else. There was only him.

When we'd eaten we lay on our backs watching the stars for a while. He told me things about them and I listened. I loved the sounds of his voice and the crashing waves. We'd been doing this for a while when he took a CD player from the picnic basket and placed it on the floor next to us. He put on a disc of classical music and stood up in front of me, holding out his hand.

"Will you dance with me?" He asked.

I couldn't even answer so I just let him help me stand up and let him wrap his arms around me, leading me around the sand. We whirled and shuffled for what seemed like an eternity but I still didn't want it to end. I breathed him in, kissed his neck and my hands roamed the soft skin at his back. He moaned gently against my lips.

"I can't stop myself," He whispered. He had a pained expression on his face, as if the passion in him had swelled and escaped his lips. A low groan bubbled up in his chest and crept from his mouth into mine. Basically, neither could I.

I don't know how many heartbeats I missed when he kissed me but it must have been a few. I couldn't think, I couldn't do anything.

There was just Matt, he was everywhere and everything. His hands in my hair and wrapped around my waist. His tongue in my mouth, his lips against mine. His hands moved down to my ass and cupped it. Suddenly his lips were nowhere and he was running towards the sea. I watched as he shook off his shirt and pulled off his trousers while trying to run. Although it was funny, and I giggled to myself it was also soo hot. He was gorgeous.

My breath caught in my throat as I saw his naked ass disappear into the water. He threw himself headlong into the water. I started running, not even thinking about what I was doing; only knowing that I wanted to be where Matt was. As I ran I saw him pop up from under the water and I stopped dead. His hair was even darker than his usual brunette and his eyes seemed to shine as they reflected the water around him. He was mesmerizing to look at in those few seconds.

Without thinking I ran into the water to join him, forgetting that I was still clothed. And he said, "I think you need to loose the dress honey." He reached towards me and pulled me into his tight embrace. He reached behind me and pulled the dress slowly over my head. We were waist deep in the warm water.

"Oh god, Sophie," He breathed; he sounded happy but surprised at the same time.

"What?" I asked, I honestly didn't know what he meant.

"You're not wearing anything underneath!" He said as though all his Christmas's had come at once so I wasn't sure what do say next.

"Oh, is that g-g-good." I stammered. Forgetting that he loved it.

"Soph what are you doing to me woman! Your wearing no bra," He reached down to my bare ass and cupped the cheeks, another moan came from between his lips, "And no panties! And then you stammered! Your lucky I didn't take you right then and there young lady."

I giggled nervously and reached for his lips again. His hands still cupped my ass, until he suddenly pulled them upward and put my legs around his hips. I groaned when I felt the head of his cock on my thighs. I must have died and gone to heaven! His hand reached up to my breast and cupped it, his thumb grazed over my already hard nipples, drawing yet another moan from my lips. My nails clawed at his collarbone and his gasp of air told me he was enjoying. I felt the thin, gold chain around his neck and the ring, which hung from it but was too caught up in the moment to think about what they were doing there.

"Sophie," He started, "I need to make love to you. Now" He whispered it so quietly I wasn't sure its what he had said. But he said it with such passion and sincerity that he had be gasping for air.