Maybe Matt's Miracle(49)



“Little bit more,” I coax. My breath is choppy, and I can barely speak.

“There’s more?” she grits out.

I look between us. “Yep.” I laugh.

She bounces rather indelicately, and I lift my hips at the same time. I disappear inside her, and all I can see is where her naked skin meets mine.

“God, I hope that’s all of it,” she says. But she’s smiling. She’s all silky and soft and hot and so f*cking mine.

“Don’t move.”

“Why not?” she asks. Then she tilts her hips and lifts up, and I can see where we’re joined. I’m all wet and shiny with her, and then she falls, taking me back inside.

Sky balances on her hands so she can speed up and slow down as she rides me. Her perfect tits bounce as she finds a rhythm, so I sit up a little to taste them.

She gives me a second but then pushes me back down to lie flat. “Let me love you, Matt,” she says.

I lift my hands and lace them behind my neck. It’s been a really long time since I’ve done this, but I can see that she’s already close. Her thighs shake, and her rhythm grows shaky. “I want you to come,” I say.

Sky takes one hand from my chest and parts her lower lips with it, circling her clit. I push her hand to the side and replace it with mine, catching her clit between my thumb and forefinger. I squeeze gently as she rides me, and her breaths start to catch.

My balls are trying to climb up my throat, but she’s close. I know I won’t have to wait long when her back arches and her head falls, when her body is racked by trembles. She squeezes my dick inside her, her walls milking me. But I don’t stop. I push her through it until she collapses on my chest, spent.

I roll her over and pull her leg up to her chest, tilting her bottom a little higher. Her eyes fall closed as sensations sweep her body, and I lunge once, twice, three times. Then I’m coming inside her. I let her leg fall so I can put my arms under her shoulders and clutch her to me. She turns her head and presses her lips to my neck, and the trembles rack me, too. I groan as I come inside her, and she meets my thrusts until being inside her becomes painful. I have to stop. I pull out of her with a hiss, and when I roll to move off her, she stops me with a hand in mine. “Don’t go,” she says.

“I’m not leaving.” I go to her bathroom and dispose of the condom, then wipe off. I go back to the bed and draw her across me, her head finding that spot that was made for her where my neck meets my shoulder.

“You were right,” she says over a giggle. She’s laughing in my arms. Since when did sex become funny? I lift my head to look down at her.

“What was I right about?”

“Your piercing is magical.” She laughs out loud, but she’s soft and warm and sated in my arms. And nothing ever felt so right.

“That was my dick,” I say, and I slap her bottom.

She pouts, her lower lip sticking out. “Ow.” She sits up and kisses me, looking into my eyes. “Just for that, I’m going to make you prove it to me later.”

“I’ll prove it to you right now,” I growl as I reach for a new condom and roll her over.

She squeals, laughs, and parts her thighs for me. God, I’m in love with everything about her.





Skylar



“Would you stop fidgeting?” Seth murmurs to me, rolling his eyes as he knocks on the door of Matt’s apartment.

I smooth my shirt. “Do I look all right?” I ask.

He rolls his eyes again and shoots me an exasperated grin. “The only complaint Matt might have is that you have too many clothes on.” He snorts.

“Seth!” I scold. He really shouldn’t talk about things like that.

“What?” he asks. He throws up his hands. “He’s used to you greeting him in your jammies at the door is all I meant. He might not know what to do with you in clothes.”

His face turns red when he realizes what he just said.

“Never mind,” he grunts. He knocks again. The door flies open, and one of Matt’s younger brothers motions us forward. The room is completely full of people, but I think most of them are Matt’s brothers.

“Which one are you?” Seth asks. That was a little rude, but I was curious, too.

“I’m Sam,” he says. “The pretty one.”

He clasps hands with Seth the way men do. Then he opens his arms to me. I don’t know what to do.

“Don’t touch my girl!” a voice yells from over by the TV. I look over and smile when I see Matt sitting on the floor in front of the sofa. He has a game controller in his hand, and he’s frantically working it.

“Too late,” Sam teases. “You’re way over there, and she’s way over here all alone.” He wraps me up in his arms and squeezes. It probably looks a lot tighter than it feels. I think he’s just doing it to get a rise out of Matt.

“Come take over for me, Seth,” Matt calls. He doesn’t stop the controller.

Seth arches my brow at me. “Go,” I say. He grins and goes to replace Matt on the floor. Matt passes him the controller, stopping for a second to watch him.

“He’s going to kill all my men,” Matt says as he lumbers to his feet.

He walks toward me, and my heart starts to thump. It’s Friday, and I haven’t seen him since he left my apartment yesterday when I had to go get the girls from school. He had to work late last night, but he’s off tonight. I couldn’t tell him no when he called and invited us over.

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