Tabula Rasa

Chapter 86

Matt woke slowly, rising from a dreamless sleep, feeling rested and more content than he had in a long time.

He could put it down to the solid eight hours of sleep he'd just had, or the comfort of the mattress he lay on, or the fact that he was on vacation and doing little more than relaxing all day and all night...

But he suspected it was mostly thanks to the woman next to him.

He never slept better than when Calina was by his side.

Calina reached out and rubbed her thumb over his dimple, matched the smile he only just realised was stretching across his face. "You look happy," she commented.

Matt shrugged. "It's Christmas morning. Aren't I allowed to be happy?"

"Even though we have no tree, no presents and—" he sensed her glance over her shoulder and out the window "—no snow to play in?"

He kissed her shoulder and stroked his hand over her hip. "I have you naked in bed. Who needs snow and presents?"

"You're insatiable, Matt Murdock."

He smiled against her skin as he kissed his way up her neck. "Just making up for lost time."

She arched her head back, giving him more room. "That should be my line."

"Hmmm, you're right." He flicked his tongue against the skin behind her ear, tasting her tattoo. Then he took her earlobe between his teeth, biting down gently. She was right - he was insatiable. He couldn't seem to get enough of her. Kissing her. Touching her. Being inside her. Making her come. They'd just never really had the chance to be like this before. In New York, they'd had stolen moments together, snatched from the city that vied for his attention, from his work, from her responsibilities to the Widows, from the dangers that followed them both...

Out here, nothing needed to be stolen. They'd been gifted instead, with endless hours of uninterrupted time.

And they were making the most of it.

"So how about lady's choice this time around," he continued, kissing along her jaw. He swept his hand up her body to cup her breast, and she gasped as he teased her nipple into a hard point.

"Huh?"

He smiled at her distracted tone. "We'll do whatever you want. Make one of your fantasies come true."

"I- I don't have any fantasies."

He pulled back from her in surprise. "Really? None?"

"Well, I mean, nothing specific. Like, uh, role play, or with, you know...toys..or anything." The word 'toys' was uttered in an embarrassed whisper, and Matt could feel the heat of her blush radiating off her cheeks. "I never thought of sex as something fun like that, before we got together," she continued. "And when we were together, I was happy just being with you. I know that's boring, but—"

"Hey, it's not boring. Sex between us is never boring, Callie. I was just saying that if there was something more you wanted, something different, I'd give it to you."

"What about you?"

"Me? Well..." Matt ran his hands slowly down her arms, and closed them around her slender wrists. Then he yanked her arms up and over her head, pinning them in place, wrenching a shocked gasp from her throat. "I've always liked the idea of you cuffed to my bed frame, stretched out, and at my mercy."

Calina licked her lips. He scented a pulse of arousal at her core as she clenched her thighs together. "That- that sounds good," she said, her voice low and husky. "But we don't have any handcuffs here."