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“I guess you have a month to fuck as much of it out of me as you can.” The tip of my tongue traced my lower lip. “Hopefully, tonight will be enough to hold me over until at least tomorrow afternoon.”
A deep noise rumbled from Matt’s throat, as if he accepted the challenge. His focus flicked over my shoulder and then back. He spun me around in time to see two people exiting one of the rooms we were waiting for. “As soon as that room is cleaned, you’re going to see how much you can take. I may have to carry you out to the car when we’re done.”
Two hours later, I did walk out. My legs felt like jelly, my vagina was swollen, and every molecule of my body was too warm, but . . . I walked out.
Chapter Twenty-One
Natalie
Cheers, hoots, and hollers alongwith the smell of sweat and beer filled the thick air as District 12 finished playing our favorite song. Matt managed to get tickets to the show they were playing at one of the bars in Tacoma. The place had a huge outside deck area they used for outdoor concerts. Lights were strung up everywhere under the wooden overhang that covered the deck, which gave off a rustic barn feel. Bodies melded together like the beat of the music.
Matteo and I discovered this band back in college, and after the first time we heard them play, we were hooked. Their sound was a cross between No Doubt and The Chainsmokers, heavier on the Chainsmokers side, and we hadn’t seen them play in probably ten years.
We danced, sang, and drank as though we were in college again—pre-knocked-up status, of course. I enjoyed the feel all of Matteo’s new gym muscles under the thin material of his T-shirt as we moved together. I tossed my arms around his neck, admiring his handsome face under the bright lights—his soft full lips, his sharp squared jaw, and the light scuff enhancing it—as he rolled his hips against mine.
We’d already had a couple of beers, and even though I was having a great time, I was ready for more. I was craving some sexy time with Matteo. It had been a busy week at work prepping for the Portland opening and dealing with Bastien’s up-tight butt. I needed some destressing.
The song finished, and Matteo leaned into my ear. “I’m going to get us another round.”
Sounded good to me. I nodded and focused my attention back to the band as they fell into the intro of one of their more upbeat songs.
Despite the loudness of the crowd, it was a more intimate performance. Maybe only about forty people. A new group joined the party on the dance floor as the song changed. The rather small space was packed and hot.
A sticky arm bumped into mine. A petite blonde woman looked genuinely apologetic as she said, “I’m sorry.”
She had big blue eyes that reminded me of a Disney princess. “It’s okay.” I smiled. My hand involuntarily went to her shoulder as I spoke. “I’m Natalie.”
She looked over at my hand and smiled back. “Natalie, I’m Brooke.” She danced next to me, bumping me with her hip and encouraging me to dance along with her. “I love this song. It reminds me of my college days at UW.”
“Youwent to UW?” I pointed at her and then to myself before squealing like a drunken college girl. “Iwent to UW. And I listened to them there too.”
The alcohol, music, and small talk with the stranger had my smile so wide my cheeks hurt.
Matteo returned with our drinks. A beer for him and Long Island for me. He looked at Brooke, who hadn’t noticed him yet because she was swaying to the music, which had switched over to top-forty hits while the band took a quick break.
“Who’s your friend?” he asked.
A rush of excitement bubbled up inside me as I tugged Brook closer to my side.
“Matteo . . . this is Brooke. We just met and have a ton in common.” He smiled and nodded at her. “Brooke, this is my husband Matteo.”
“It’s nice to meet you.” She ran her tongue across her bottom lip, clearly enjoying the view of my husband, and I giggled. Yeah, he looked delicious tonight. His jeans hugged his ass and thighs, and his T-shirt looked shrink-wrapped around him. I couldn’t wait to get him naked later.
The band returned, and as they took the stage again, they announced they were debuting a few new songs. The first one was sultry with a smooth tempo. Matteo sidled up behind me, pressing his front along my back as the lead singer crooned. Energy radiated from his pores as he started moving his hips again.
After the band played their four new songs, their show ended, and the DJ pumped upbeat dance songs into the air.
“Do you want to stay and dance?” Matteo asked.
I was having way too much fun to call it a night, so I nodded, and Matteo hitched his thumb toward the bar. “I’ll go get us another round, okay?”
Even though I agreed, I told myself it would be my last one. If I wanted to have phenomenal sex with my husband, I needed not to pass out before we got home.
Brooke was still dancing right alongside me. I wondered if she had friends here somewhere, but figured she was a big girl. Brooke inched closer to my front. She leaned in and whispered, “You’re a lucky woman.”
Following her line of sight, I saw she was watching Matt at the bar.
“I am.”
