Page 68 of Keep Me

Staring at each other, Matty raised a brow. “If that’s the case, then why are you skipping class and using that time to get yourself off with a heavy-duty vibrator?”

I froze, and Matty’s face stayed serious.

“Wh—”

He raised his hand. “I mean, seriously, B. If he can’t get you off, and you’re running home to do it yourself, then he’s clearly not the right guy for you.”

“I wasn’t doing that.”

“Right. So the vibrator in your bed just happened to turn on when I walked in?”

I closed my eyes and huffed out an annoyed breath. “That’s not something you and I should be talking about.”

“Why not? Honestly, your pleasure feels like it should be my priority at this point, don’t you think?”

I took a sharp breath and said the words that I’d been repeating in my head since Vegas. “We’re just friends, Matty. We always have been.”

“Mm-hm. Things started to feel a little more than friendly to me when my tongue was inside you. I thought you might feel the same way, considering I came down the back of your throat.”

“That was one night.”

“Was it? Pretty sure the intention was forever.” He raised his brows. “At least it was for me.”

Stunned. He’d stunned me into silence. I couldn’t believe he had the nerve to say something like that.

“I tell you what, though. If we were still together and I found you using a vibrator instead of asking me for help, I’d be insulted. But then I’d remind myself that toys are my friends, and we can work together to bring you hours upon hours of pleasure. Would you like that, Britt?”

“Matty.”

“Have you ever tried using a vibrator while getting fucked?”

I swallowed. The Matty from Vegas was back. Dirty talking and making my panties wet. It seemed it didn’t matter who was in his way. I was in his sights, and he wouldn’t stop until I gave in.

“I’d love to try it on you sometime. Just think about how much fun it would be. My cock inside you while the vibration on your clit gets more intense. Maybe we could drop it around the other side. Get a little double pen—”

“Get out,” I said, my voice low.

Matty was silent for a second, then he cooled and tried to speak. “Britt.”

“No. I don’t want to talk about this. I’m not sick, and it’s none of your business what I was doing in the privacy of my own room.” I closed my eyes, unwilling to look at him. “Please just give me some space.”

There was a beat of silence between us until he stood from the chair. He brushed my arm as he walked past me, and I hated that my body immediately reacted to him, wanting to pull him closer.

“This isn’t over, Britt. I’m going to get you back.” The phrase sent a chill up my spine. “You’re mine.”

With that, the door shut, and I was left with wet hair and wet panties.

Well, what a great start to the day.

Chapter 14

My wet ponytail slapped against my back as I ran across campus trying to get my mind off Matty and my bright-pink vibrator. Breathing heavily, I powered through the pain as my feet pounded against the sidewalk.

“You’re mine.”

I still couldn’t believe those words came out of his mouth. What was he? A caveman? I was desperately trying to convince myself that I hated it, but for some asinine reason, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

Reducing my pace, I took a few breaths and shook my head. Slowing down meant I thought about Matty more.

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