Page 15 of Keep Me

“What did I do to deserve this?” Matty asked, pulling away and taking me in with bloodshot eyes. We’d been drinking. Way too much to really be in control of our actions, but I’d worry about that in the morning. Right now, I was going to enjoy everything Matty had to offer.

I smiled, not sure how to answer a question like that.

“You’re everything I ever wanted, Britt.” He kissed me long and slow, telling me more in that kiss than anyone ever had before. “Your perfect mouth, perfect eyes, perfect tits.” His hand squeezed my breast. “Perfect ass.” His other squeezed my backside, then he kissed me with fervor.

I wanted to tell him the same thing, but I was so lost in Matty’s praise that I decided to relish it for a while. For so many years, I’d convinced myself this was a one-sided attraction. That all those glances and the tension between us were in my head, and that loving Matty was a lost cause. Never did I ever think I’d end up here.

He pushed his thigh between my legs, causing the slit of my dress to bunch up and show more of my skin. I gasped when he bent his knee enough for his thigh to rub my center.

“Matty,” I drawled out. “I, I, I…”

He swallowed my sighs, stopping my feeble attempt at making sense.

“Shh. Let’s not talk tonight. Tonight, I just want to make you feel good,” he said against my lips. “Will you let me?”

Who was I to say no to that?

His thigh moved, massaging my clit, lighting my body on fire. I was starting to feel dizzy. Almost like I was a wet noodle stuck on the wall, with only Matty to hold me up. Maybe it was the shock. Matty and I had come so far tonight. Sure, we dry humped in the club, and I didn’t even want to think about the things we did before the cab ride here, but we were ready to solidify everything.

He ground into me with enough force that my hips bucked against him, chasing the pleasure. This wasn’t the sweet, mild-mannered Matty I was used to studying with. This Matty was more confident. He knew exactly what he wanted and was looking to show me just how good he could make me feel.

He brought both of his hands to my ass, coaxing me to open my legs wider until I had no choice but to wrap them around his waist.

“Matty,” I whisper-shouted, and slapped him lightly on the shoulder but didn’t push him away, “we’re still in the hallway.”

“And no one else is here. You already told me I’m allowed to make you feel good.”

His body moved against mine. We were dry humping again, and I was so lost in the pleasure I didn’t care who saw us. Matty cupped my breasts through the thin fabric of my dress, rubbing his thumbs across my hardened nipples, and I closed my eyes, resting my head on the wall, enjoying the feeling of his hands all over me.

He nipped my neck, and I sighed, arching my back to chase his touch.

“Matty, I-I …”

I took a sharp breath when his hand found the slit in my dress and his palm skated up my thigh. My center tingled in anticipation as his fingers toyed with the edges of my underwear.

My eyes popped open because all I could think about were my shape-enhancing panties.

Was that how I wanted Matty to undress me for the first time? Rolling them off me while I tried my best to wiggle out of them.

No thank you.

Ugh. Why couldn’t I be in a cute G-string or something? How on earth was I going to get those off without him seeing?

I froze, placed my hands on his chest, and gently pushed him back.

His lips were red and puffy, and his eyes were so dark they looked black. “What’s wrong?” he asked breathlessly.

So much of my lipstick was smeared across his face that I doubted there was any left on me.

I bit my bottom lip, trying to hide my nervousness, and all I tasted was Matty. “Nothing’s wrong. It’s just, uh, I need to get something from my room.”

Glassy-eyed, he kept his gaze on me. “Okay, then let’s go to your room instead of mine.”

“No. No,” I squeaked out, trying to squeeze out of his hold, but he wasn’t letting me go. “I can go on my own. It’s just something I need to do real quick.”

I bit my bottom lip, embarrassed, but as Matty watched me with such awe, I felt like I shouldn’t be. We were together now, so I should be able to tell him the truth. “I, uh, just wasn’t expecting company, so I want to sort out a few things down there before anyone comes knocking, if you know what I mean.”

He let out a chuckle. “Do you seriously think I care about that? After all we’ve been through. After tonight? I just want to be with you.”

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