Page 94 of Give Me a Chance
“It’sus, Matt. This is us,” I say before kissing him harder, and he nods into my kiss.
The need to feel him inside of me is too strong, so I quickly unbutton his jeans, and he uses both hands to rip a hole in the tights beneath my dress. The ripping sound sends another bolt of pleasure to my core, prickling my skin in its wake.
I love him destroying things to get to me. I love him out of his mind with his need for me.
After a second of adjusting, I lower myself down on his throbbing cock.
“Fuuuc...” I moan as I stretch myself around him. I haven’t gotten used to his girth, and I hope I never do.
“Shit, baby you’re so wet for me.”
“Always.”
Pressing my hands on his shoulders, I use my yoga muscles to ride him like a woman starved. Before long, I come apart around him, his right hand around my neck, his left thumb pressing my clit. He follows me right after, filling me with his cum, something I’m now addicted to.
Our breaths race as I drop my head into the crook of his neck. His fingers are splayed on my back, drawing soothing circles.
“I love you, Matt,” I say into his neck, not looking up. He doesn’t force my gaze up, but lays a soft kiss on the top of my head.
“I know, baby. I love you, too.”
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EPILOGUE - MATT
Six months later . . .
Summer’s finally here, it’s a perfect day for one of my barbeques. The rest of the gang is coming in the afternoon, but Natalie should be here any minute.
She spends almost every night at my place, but every once in a while, she goes back to her apartment, probably to keep some sense of separation. I don’t mind.
I’d love for her to move in with me full-time, but I’m grateful for all the progress we’ve made. And I’m not in a hurry. Now that I’ve found her, my only goal is to keep her.
She’s been seeing a therapist for a few months. At first, she kept it to herself, but lately she’s been sharing it all with me, with the girls, opening herself up to the people around her.
She was, and is, a force of nature, but she finally knows she doesn’t always have to be. That she has people around her ready to take care of her. And she’s leaning into it, day by day.
These few months have been incredible. Our public sex list has been growing exponentially, not planned, but by sheer force of our need for each other. She met my mom, and we travelledto Sacramento for Easter where she met Benji, Sarah, and Adam. Benji fell in love with her right away, of course.
Fuck, just thinking about her makes me miss her, though I saw her yesterday. Maybe we could squeeze in a quickie before the others arrive.
The sound of the doorbell snaps me out of my thoughts. I gave her a key, but she decided to only use it for emergencies.
A wide smile on my face, I open the front door, but confusion soon overtakes my features.
There she stands, in sweatpants and her hair messy like I love it, two suitcases in tow. She eyes me expectantly, but my brain is frozen.
Probably realizing I’m not saying anything, she clears her throat, breaking the silence.
“I’m ready,” she says, but her words don’t make any sense.
“Are we going somewhere?” That’s the only thing that comes to mind.
“Uhm...” She glances behind her, and I notice a moving truck parked in my fucking driveway. “My lease was coming up.” She fidgets her fingers. “So, I thought to take you on the offer you’ve been badgering me about.”
A warm feeling starts in my stomach, as if I’m a balloon filling up with air. As if I could fly off the ground any second now, as her words start to make sense.
“Badgering? I asked you once.” I don’t miss a chance to make a joke, and she huffs out a laugh.
