"Mmm," he purred, grinning at the sound of his name so wistfully on her lips. Like an angel sighing; a creature she was fast becoming associated with in his mind.

"I will, cherie-" She might be able to feel the hardening length under her. Matthew wanted to relish in his need, in his want, in her pleasure without his satisfaction for a little, a echo to a possibility that was far away from his mind - his own domination.

"-Soon enough. I want to watch you enjoy this." His fingers hadn't stopped moving, thrusting into her with intent as he urged her legs open. "I want to ready you for a real ride. You're mine for the next two hours, amour, at least."