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I rotated my hips slightly, my cock rock hard, and he hissed. Grinning, I did it again until his head lifted, exposing his neck. My tongue licked his Adam’s apple, his chin, and buried itself into his mouth once more. I never stopped my slow humping. I could feel my orgasm cresting, and I didn’t give a shit that I’d be coming in my pants. I didn’t want to move. I wanted to kiss him, press against him until he was crying out my name.

“I’m gonna come, Nick.”

“I’m counting on it.” I chuckled as I pushed his head to the right and sucked his lobe, nibbling just enough that he groaned with pleasure.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Matt pushed up, chasing the feeling that consumed us.

I turned his face forward, and his eyes met mine. “Come,” I growled.

He jolted upward once more and shouted my name. That was all I needed to hear, and I was following right after him. I felt my orgasm through my entire body.

When I came down from it, my face was buried in Matt’s neck, and we were panting. We’d come in our pants, and while I wanted to laugh I also didn’t ever want to move again. I hoped Matt didn’t regret this. I closed my eyes and waited for him to speak.

“That was better than I’d imagined.” His tone was full of awe.

I smiled against his skin. “The best.”

CHAPTER TWENTY

Matt

I can’t believeI came in my pants like a teenager. No one in any of my other relationships had made me blow a load without taking my clothes off. I’d have been embarrassed if the same hadn’t happened to Nick.

“Uh…if you have nowhere else to be, I could wash your pants and underwear. I have sweats you could wear.”

Nick pushed off me and stood. “That would be great.” He proceeded to pull his pants and underwear off, a smug smile on his face while he did.

“Okay, then.” I glanced at his impressive cock. I mean, it wasn’t hard anymore…

Maybe it was a semi, I thought.

“Eyes up here, Mattie.”

I looked up with a narrowed gaze. “Don’t call me that.”

I gathered his clothes and rushed off to the end of my apartment where the washer and dryer were. I tossed them into the wash with my own and moved to my room to grab some sweatpants. After slipping mine on, I went back to the livingroom, where Nick was roaming around, checking out all of my things.

“Here you go.”

He spun and beamed. “Thanks.” He slowly put on the pants. “Who is this?”

He was pointing to a picture of me and Trinity I’d taken at an amusement park. It had been early in our relationship and while our breakup wasn’t the best, I loved the photo.

“Trinity.”

“I saw them on your Ring camera.”

I rolled my eyes, not even dealing with how wrong it was that he had been watching that. There wasn’t a point.

“Yeah, apparently my stalker has been sending my exes gifts. I don’t understand the motive. Issue is, Trin and I didn’t have a perfect breakup. Tony, my latest ex, was a horrible person and was gifted chocolates, which he threw out before calling and yelling at me. Darnell was the only one who didn’t fly off the handle.”

Nick pursed his lips, his brows dipping. “Darnell is the only ex of yours that you still talk to?”

I nodded. “We work together, and we were friends first.”

Nick walked over to me, and of course it was sexy, but there was a slight nervousness to him.

“Matt.”

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