Page 87 of The MC's Little Brother

My heart melted. Any arguments I had against making it official were wiped out with two small sentences. Tugging him closer, I kissed him, whispering against his lips. “Okay. I’ll move in.”

I didn’t get much of a chance to enjoy his smile before he swooped down to kiss me again. I chuckled against his lips, helping him shed the rest of my clothes. Okay, technically some of it was his clothes. Laundry was the bane of my existence. If I could afford it, I’d just buy new clothes when mine were dirty. Mattias wasn’t much better. His clothes decorated his floor, covering nearly every inch of it. It was a good thing Xanderdidn't come in here often. We were a bad influence when it came to cleanliness.

While I was distracted thinking about the perks of a laundry service, Mattias slid down my body, trailing hot kisses down my body before settling between my legs. Before he could blow my mind and distract me, I nudged his shoulder.

“Turn around.”

Looking up, he frowned at me. “What? Why?”

I smirked at him. “I’ve got a challenge for you. The first one to make the other come wins.”

His mouth twitched as he fought back a smile. “What do I win?”

“Cocky,” I teased. “Whoever wins gets to be on top.”

Heat flashed in his eyes as he considered me. He ran his palms up my thighs, making me shiver.

“If I stay where I am, I’ll end up on top anyway,” he pointed out.

True. I couldn’t think straight when he ate me out. But I also wanted to try a sixty-nine. It sounded like a fun challenge.

“Yes, but you’d win by cheating, which isn’t fair. Unless you’re too chicken to try it? You know I’ll win, huh?”

A slow grin passed over his face. “You’re such a brat. Fine. I’m in.”

Biting my lip, I watched him stretch out beside me facing the opposite way. I thought we’d do it that way, with us both laying on our sides, but of course, Mattias had other plans. He gripped my hips and rolled, putting me on all fours above him.

“Do I want to know how you got to be so smooth?” I asked breathlessly.

The only answer he gave me was to pull my hips down so he could tease his tongue over my clit, making me gasp and squirm. No teasing or dragging it out. He was playing to win.

Never one to back down from a challenge, I leaned and drew his dick into my mouth. He groaned in response, twitching between my lips, and doubled down on licking me. It was hard to think about what I was doing when he was so determined to get me off. All thoughts flew out the window, and I forgot all the little moves I learned to get him off quickly. Especially when he shoved his tongue inside me, mimicking what we would be doing soon if I had anything to say about it.

I was getting close and wasn’t at all disappointed about losing, butbefore I could cross the finish line, Mattias ripped his mouth away, his voice tight.

“Fuck, Mel. You win. Fucking stop or I’ll come before you get to be on top.”

Releasing him with a pop, I rolled onto my side and smirked at him. Technically, I could take the win, just because I knew it wouldn’t happen often, he was too good with his mouth. But that felt unfair since I was just as close as he was.

“I don’t think so. A few more seconds and you would’ve had me.”

He groaned, and his dick twitched right in front of my face. I loved watching him fall apart like this. Gone was the stoic grump, replaced by a sex-hungry monster. He moved like a ninja and dragged me up onto my knees with him pressed against my back. I wasn’t entirely sure what he had in mind, but I was down to try almost anything.

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Melissa

Ifelt his erection glide along my sex and waited impatiently for him to push inside me, but he stopped suddenly and cursed under his breath.

“Fuck. Condom.”

I made a face. I was on birth control, but as a nurse, I knew that wasn’t one hundred percent effective, and it didn’t account for things like STIs. Not that I thought I’d have a problem with Mattias, but I still felt like it’d be better for us to both get tested before we crossed that particular bridge.

“We’ll talk about that later,” I murmured, feeling the loss when he pulled away to grab a condom from the nightstand. He came back in a hurry, kissing me roughly and stealing my breath away.

“Deal. Hold on, sweetheart. I can’t think straight when you’re grinding on me like that.”

I hadn’t even noticed, honestly. I was distracted by his mouth on mine. Reluctantly, I raised onto my knees to give him enough room to roll the condom on. His hands moved to my hips, guiding me backward to straddle his thighs. I was the one to reach between my legs and steady him so I could sink down. We both moaned together as he entered me, and he wrapped his arms around me when I paused to adjust.

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