Page 46 of Blindsided

“It was the easiest way to stake my claim without clubbing you over the head and dragging you out of here like a caveman.”

I can’t help but ask, “You were jealous?”

“Fuck yeah, I was. But then I saw your face and realized you needed saving and not a Neanderthal.”

“Hmm… We might have to explore the caveman idea. Minus the clubbing, of course.” I wink.

With heat in his eyes, Matthew leans in to kiss me with every ounce of passion inside him. I had no idea it was possible to feel this many things about one person. Not only does he make me burn with lust so potent I could come undone in minutes, but he also makes me feel wanted for more than just how I look.

The way he challenges my mind and body simultaneously is astounding.

He’s not just the hot jock I’ve always believed him to be, either. Every time I learn something new about him, I fall even harder than before.

“So, what are we doing today?” I ask him when he finally pulls away. I need to talk about something mundane to keep from jumping his bones in the middle of this coffee shop.

“I figured we could stop by the health food store and pick up a couple of things and then head back home. Also…” Matthew looks around at the other people in the shop. There’s only a table full of teenagers on one side and a few people standing in line to order. “We never talked about what happened last night. I didn’t use a condom, Tills. I swear I’m safe. I’ve never not used one before, and I’dneverdo anything like that to put you in harm’s way.”

I reach out to grab his arm. If I didn’t stop him, he’d continue babbling until he got embarrassed. “I trust you, Matty. I’m also clean and protected. I have an IUD, so we should be safe to continue not using them if you don’t want to.”

“Not even in the slightest. But I will if you want me to.”

I shake my head. “No, last night was… incredible.”

“And this morning,” Matthew says with a sly wink.

“And the shower.” I grin.

“Okay, let’s pick a new topic before I scandalize the Sunday school group that just walked in with my hard-on.” He clears his throat.

Two adults and three—what look like—middle schoolers stand in line at the counter. Every one of them is holding a Bible, and they’re wearing nice clothes as if they just got out of church. A snort bursts out of my nose, making Matthew laugh.

“Let’s get out of here, pretty girl. I want to get you home as soon as possible.”

“Maybe we should just skip the store,” I suggest.

“You’re right. We can always get it delivered.” After a quick peck on the lips, Matthew grabs our trash, and we head home.

* * *

The drive home felt endless.

Sexual tension filled the air, and Matthew and I could barely keep our hands off each other. For the most part, we didn’t. His fingers would find their way under the hem of my shorts while mine explored under his zipper.

My body is so ramped up that I’m pretty sure all it will take is one touch on my naked skin and I’ll come.

As soon as we get inside Matthew’s house, he’s on me. His palms cup my cheeks as his tongue dances with mine. He boosts me up onto his kitchen island and presses his hard cock into my center. We still have our clothes on, and he’s driving me out of my mind.

My shirt and shorts end up on the floor, along with his T-shirt. Matthew presses kisses down my neck as he unhooks my bra.

“Your tits are fucking perfect, you know that?” He cups them in his hands and brings my nipple to his mouth.

The pressure goes straight to my clit. My hips buck against Matthew’s cock, and he grinds into me at the perfect angle.

A noise catches my attention, but Matty is kissing me again. I can never focus on anything when that happens.

“Do you hear that?” I whisper.

He pulls back, his breath coming out in puffs. “Hear what?”

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