Page 5 of Finding Chloe

He moved his hips, and his cock slid against my slick skin.

“Matt,” I gasped, lightly smacking the arm around me. He was awake.

He chuckled as he kissed his way to my neck. “How can I not wake up like this when you moan so deliciously in your sleep?” He nuzzled into the crook of my neck. I felt my face catch fire.I’d been moaning out loud.

“I’m sorry if I woke you.” I was so happy he couldn’t see the guilt that was likely stamped across my face.

“Don’t be.” Matt nipped at my shoulder. “But you’ll have to help me take care of this before I go to work.” He ground his erection against my ass as his hand splayed along my stomach slowly made its way down between my thighs. We both moaned when he hit my dripping core.

As much as I had enjoyed my dream, it was nothing compared to the real thing. And right now, I had Matt here in bed with me, sliding his fingers between my pussy lips. I rocked against his hand until he pressed his palm on my swollen clit.

“Don’t want you to be late,” I tried to tease, but it was lost on my breathy words.

Matt shifted so I was on my back and he hovered over me. A sleepy grin spread from ear to ear. “I’ll take my chances,” he said before claiming my mouth in a searing kiss. Butterflies swarmed in my stomach. Matt drove his tongue into my mouth to tangle with mine at the same time as his finger thrust into my slick core. I’d already had one orgasm this morning, but I was ready for another.

“You ready for me, Greene?” Matt looked me in the eyes, and I nodded. How could I be so lucky? The guy I’d had a crush on throughout high school was naked and on top of me.

Matt notched his hard cock at my entrance and slowly pushed the head in. I welcomed the stretch as I quickly adjusted to his thick length. I’d never slept with someone as big as Matt.

Inch by inch, he worked his way deeper. I shifted my hips to let him sink in. I clenched down when he finally bottomed out, and I threw my head against the pillows. I was so sensitive.I almost came on the spot just from him being inside me. My teeth dented my lower lip, and Matt let out a deep moan, sending vibrations through me.

“Grab the headboard,” he growled.

Fire raced through my veins, and I happily obliged, sliding my hands around the slats in the headboard. I loved when he got so bossy and demanding. His hands snaked up my body to squeeze my breasts just the way I like it. He settled on his legs, seated in me but not moving.

I wiggled, trying to get him to move.

With a sexy grin, he twisted my nipples between his fingers over and over, slowly building my desire until I couldn’t take it any longer.

“More,” I whined. “Please.”

“I love it when you beg.” Matt pinched my nipples once more before rolling his hips. I moaned when the pressure of his pelvis rubbed over my clit. I rocked my hips, chasing the pleasure, only for Matt to rock back slowly, all the way to the tip, then thrust in again.

“Fuck,” Matt groaned over my cry. He set a steady pace that had me seeing stars.

Oh yes.

“Matt,” I breathed. “Don’t stop.” My orgasm was building between my thighs, and I thrust my hips up to match his.

“Goddamn it, Greene.” Matt’s movements became erratic as he chased his own pleasure. When his thumb landed on my clit, I exploded. He muffled my scream with his mouth, driving his tongue between my lips. Another few thrusts, and Matt held himself deep, shivering as his orgasm overtook him.

He pressed his forehead to mine, letting our breaths even out as we came down from the high.

Thud, thud, thud, thud.

I flinched, and Matt kissed my forehead before he slowly pulled out. I winced at the withdrawal and immediately felt empty. The thudding continued, this time along with a high-pitched whinny.

The horses below were getting impatient. “I swear, they never let me sleep in.” Matt rolled off the bed, and I watched as he searched for the clothes we’d thrown in haste last night. Picking up my shirt, he handed it to me and then bent over to gently kiss my lips. Another impatient horse called out, and he leaned back.

“Always ruining the moment too,” Matt grumbled, and I smiled, reeling him in for a proper kiss.

He reluctantly backed away when another whinny interrupted, and he retrieved my pants, tossing them at me. We laughed as we dressed in the single room Matt had in the barn. The Kingstons had built a room in each barn for emergencies, but Matt preferred it to the bunkhouse. More privacy and closer to the horses. And I was very thankful the Kingstons let him claim the one in the second barn as his room.

Coming home from college had been nerve-racking, and I was thankful to have Matt and my aunt. As we jogged down the stairs to start our day, my stomach twisted when I imagined Matt bringing other women to his loft. I knew we were temporary while I was in town for the next few months, but I hated the idea that I wasn’t the only one who might have visited his bed.

Yet I dreamed of another man. I was such a hypocrite.

“I’ll see you in a bit,” I shouted over my shoulder as I exited the barn. Matt had already disappeared into the feed room, no doubt set to work on preparing the morning feeds. I quickly made my way to Jessie’s house behind the Kingstons’ mini mansion.