SILENT DESIRES

Matt gripped the back of his seat with one hand and ran a hand through his hair with the other. “I’m sorry,” he said.

“I’ve lost my appetite,” Savannah stated flatly as she pushed away from her seat.

“Savvie, don’t do this,” he protested. “You have to eat. Don’t let that cat ruin our lunch.”

Her lips tightened in fury. “That cat seems to know an awful lot about our situation, wouldn’t you agree?” she asked.

She turned from the table and stalked toward the entrance of the restaurant. Matt followed her and stood in front of her when they got outside.

“Savvie” he began, but she held up her hand to stop him.

“I want to leave this place, Matt,” she said. “Just take me away from here”

He said nothing and nodded. When they returned to the island Savannah angrily rushed to her room, not giving Matt a chance to say anything. She didn’t want to hear anything he had to say.

Once inside, she bolted the door behind her and paced her bedroom for some seconds. She perched on the edge of the bed, and in the distance she heard knocking and then Matt’s angry voice through the door.

She was too angry to give a damn that he was shouting himself hoarse or that this could cause a scene as some of the staff were still around.

She’d had enough of this farcical…hell, she didn’t even know what to call it this time around. Whatever it was, she wanted out.

It was enough that she’d been humiliated by Matt and his brother, but now she had to put up with some brainless airhead piling on as well? They could all go to hell.

Her head came up when her bedroom door flew open, revealing a livid Matt. Yeah, well he wasn’t the only one, and she wasn’t backing down. She got to her feet and faced him head-on.

“What the hell is wrong with you, Savannah? It isn’t like you to go to such extremes. What do you hope to accomplish by locking me out? Ignoring our problems isn’t going to make them go away.” he said angrily.

“How would you know what isn’t like me?” she retorted. “It would seem you never knew me at all.”

His eyes flashed and he nodded. “That much is certainly true,” he said.

Pissed at the innuendo in his response, she fixed him with a cold stare. “I want out of here. I want the first flight out I can get. This is ridiculous. It’s a waste of time. It’s never going to work between us, Matt. It didn’t work before and it’s not going to work now.”

He swore and moved to stand just in front of her, his hands gripping her shoulders. “We had an agreement. Two weeks together and we forget the past.” he said.

She gaped at him incredulously. “Did you not witness that debacle in the restaurant? How on earth would she know so much about me and our relationship unless you told her? How the hell are we supposed to forget the past when your little floozy is busy throwing it in my face? I don’t appreciate being made a fool of. And I certainly don’t appreciate being bandied about in conversation like yesterday’s garbage.” She said,

“I never discussed you with her,” he said emphatically.

“Amazing then that she knew so much.”

“Why is it you have so little faith in me, Savvie? I didn’t betray you. You were the one who did. And here I am, still trying to fix what you broke”

She flinched. It always came back to this. No matter what, it always came back to the fact that he believed she had betrayed him and refused to entertain any other possibility.

She turned away from him, trying to control the tide of rage boiling over her. Shaking with her attempts to tamp down her angry shouts, she clenched her hands and closed her eyes tightly.

Suddenly she spun around to face him again and he crushed his lips to hers, cupping her face in his hands. She brought her hands up between them to push against his chest, but his arms went tightly around her back, pulling her even closer to him.

He kissed her. Fiercely. Hungrily. Crushing, parting her lips beneath his as he deepened the kiss. His tongue surged past her lips and into the heated cavern of her mouth.

The hands she had raised to hold Matt at bay instead clung to him. Her fingers curled into the front of his shirt as she met and returned the intensity of that kiss. Those fingers tightened and she held onto the material for support as desire ripped shockingly through her body. She could feel her breasts swelling, the nipples hard and aching, the warmth between her thighs becoming a burning sensation as she felt herself becoming wet and swollen with a need she had never known before.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

She could feel the pulse of Matt’s arousal against the flatness of her stomach as he pressed her even closer against him. Every long, thick, hard inch of him throbbed rhythmically against her, in a promise that would ease the increasing ache between Savannah’s own thighs as he surged powerfully inside her.

Matt knew he had to stop this. Now. Before things got completely out of control. Because he wasn’t sure they were ready for this. Except she tasted so good. Felt so good. The softness of her curves was a perfect fit against the hardness of his. It brought back memories. And now that he had touched her again, he wasn’t sure he would ever want to stop.

All of her was perfect, always had been, Matt thought as he moved his hand over the bare part of her dress to touch the silky heat of her bare flesh, caressing upwards, until his fingers curved about the soft, up-tilting swell of her breast. Not too small. Not too large. Just a perfect fit in the palm of his hand.

His own body throbbed anew as Savannah gave a throaty groan and her head dropped back to break the kiss. As Matt moved the soft pad of his thumb against the puckered pout of her nipple her breathing became labored and ragged, and he kissed down the length of her creamy throat so that his tongue and teeth could seek out the hollows at the base of her neck.