Shyness doesn't become you

“So, what time should I pick you up Saturday?” Mark asked, looking at her kindly. He handed her a pink rose he had bought that morning.

“Wha…oh, hi Mark” Liz stated, a little surprised by his sudden appearance. She had been swamped with work that day and was still filling out charts that should have been done hours ago. Today was a never ending day but thoughts of her second “date” with Matt, if that’s what you wanted to call it, had her smiling and wishing for her day to finally end. she couldn’t wait to be with him again.

Last night he had invited her over for supper. He said that he had to at least cook for her once since he had already eaten at her place. She laughed at that since Lucy had cooked and Liz’s talents were better kept in a hospital than in a kitchen. She had felt nervous heading over to his house, but the casual atmosphere had definitely settled her nerves. When she had knocked on his door and he answered wearing a pink apron she couldn’t help but burst out laughing. He flashed Liz a heart warming smiled and explained it was a gift from Tony’s wife, whom she would eventually meet.

The fact that Matt wanted to introduce her to his friends made her smile. She had already been told by him that she would meet Danny last, since he would likely try to steal her away from him. That had made her cheeks turn pink which made Matt smile widely and lean down to kiss her. As he had set up dinner plates on his coffee table, she took a seat on the floor and watched him set two huge dishes of linguini Gigi down, one in front of her and the other in front of him. The food had been incredible and Matt explained he always had a passion for food. He liked to experiment with different types and he has his own specialties.

They had surprisingly talked a lot considering she normally shied away from him but she thought better it best not to think about it since she might fall back into her normal behavior. The second the conversation came to a standstill however, Matt was ready. She laughed as he turned on the movie, “Love Actually”. She had told him the night before that, although the movie was a little to ‘feel good’ for her, it made her happy.

Matt had then bent down to whisper, “I want to make you happy” and had pulled her into him arms as the movie had started.

She had sighed and leaned back against him, enjoying the feeling of being in his arms. Throughout the movie he had gently nibbled on her neck and kissed her skin softly. Concentrating had become a difficult task and she could feel her body getting turned on by Matt’s attention.

As the movie ended she turned to kiss him, leaning into his touch. His hands stayed gently on her body but his kisses were like fire. They burned through her body sending a signal directly to her now wet pussy. She could feel her panties beginning to stick to her and she wanted more. She wanted his hands to really touch her, like there had tried to do the day before, she just didn’t know how to tell him that.

As if understanding her uncertainty he gently pulled his lips away from Liz’s and looked down at her with his burning blue eyes. He took her hand and placed it on his chest making sure to maintain eye contact with her.

“Anything you want Liz, anything” he whispered, before lightly kissing her lips, then her chin and following a trail of hot kisses along her jaw and neck.

Tentatively, she bit her lower lip, sucking in a moan as he sucked on her neck. Her hand made its way down his hard muscular chest slowly, sensing his body slightly tense. His lips were less intense but his kisses remained soft and gently along her neck and jaw. She could feel his heavy breathing against the side of her face, feel his hot breath against her skin, but she didn’t stop. Slipping her fingers under his shirt, she trailed her fingers up his stomach. Matt’s breath caught and he shuddered slightly as her fingers played with the edge of his jeans.

She knew his cock was rock hard, she could see it straining against the too tight pants. His breathing became labored as her fingers gently brushed against his hardon over her jeans, simply lightly outlining the bulge. His hips involuntarily jerked towards her hand as he moaned into her shoulder.

“You can take it out, if you want” he barely whispered, his voice cracking.

Liz smiled, realizing the affect she was having on him. He was feeling this way because of her, because of HER touches. This gave her a small sense of power, just enough for her to lower that zipper and reach inside….

“Liz, you sure you’re alright?” Mark said, drawing her back to the present.

Liz blushed profusely, embarrassed she had been caught in mid daydream. “Oh, I’m sorry Mark, it’s just been a long day. What were you asking me?”

“Oh, sorry, umm…we still good for Saturday?” he asked, looking at her with concern.

“Sure, sure” Liz answered mindlessly, thinking of Matt and what he had let her do to him. She couldn’t believe she actually had to courage to …to…she couldn’t even think it.

“Well bye, see you then” Mark said, after giving her a quick peck on the cheek.

Wait, what had she just agreed to??


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