Page 84 of Keep Me

I lifted my arms and swayed my hips to the beat, getting lost in the music. Matty’s hand slinked around my waist, pulling me in possessively as he held my ass to his crotch.

Could I feel his erection?

Yes.

Did it feel wrong?

Not in the slightest, but being constantly teased like this by my best friend was new. He was so possessive, so manly, so much more than I’d ever wanted, and we’d only been touching each other like this for the last four hours. What was the rest of our lives going to feel like?

Yes, I said the rest of our lives. I had no intention of going anywhere without him. Not after finally getting him and feeling how good it was to have his hands all over me.

With my eyes closed, I rested my head against his shoulder and let the music take over. Matty’s hand clutched at my hip, moving me in a way that could be mistaken for sex if we weren’t wearing clothes and in the middle of the dance floor. I wanted him, thatwas no surprise, but I was enjoying this endless teasing we were partaking in. Touching Matty like this felt nothing like I’d ever experienced with any other guy. We were already so comfortable with each other that when he touched me, all I could think about was what it would be like when he took my clothes off.

He pressed his lips against my temple before whispering in my ear, “You’re everything, pretty girl.”

I inwardly smiled and cupped his neck. I just couldn’t get enough. I wanted his body melded to mine. His hand trailed over my abdomen, and he was so close to my center that my body tingled at the mere thought of him touching my clit in ways I’d only ever dared to dream of.

“Matty,” I said just loud enough for him to hear over the music. “Not here. Not in front of everyone.”

“I can’t help it. Do you know how long I’ve wanted to be able to do this? To be able to touch you like you’re mine?”

“I am yours. Always have been.”

His fingers tickled on their descent toward my center. Right before they got to the apex of my thighs, I pushed my hips back, grabbed his hand, and laced my fingers with his to stop him.

“Our friends are here.”

“And none of them are watching.” I lazily opened my eyes, looking around the members’ lounge, and he had a point. With only guests of the wedding party present, it was a small group, but even that had dwindled down to the friends from Covey U. All of whom were in their own conversations, and not one of them was looking at us. I assumed it was because the shock of us being together had worn off. It was inevitable. That was what they’d all said, at least.

Matty spun me around before grabbing my hand and bringing it up to his lips, then kissed every one of my knuckles. “Come on. Let’s get out of here.”

I didn’t have time to think or react before he was leading me out of the VIP lounge. The only thing I could do was watch our friends talking as we strolled through the doors. “But what about everyone else?” I asked, looking back into the room.

Matty gripped my hand tighter, determined as ever to pull me out of the club, and I laughed. It wasn’t like I needed any encouragement to run away with him. I’d go wherever he wanted me to.

Pushing open the club doors, the noise dissipated, and the cold air whipped across my arms. Matty turned to me with a smile, and although strangers walked the street beside us, it felt like we were alone.

He took me in, giving me the same lopsided smile he gave me at the bonfire. The night I fell head over heels in love with him.

His eyes tracked my face, stopping at my lips as he cupped my cheek. I placed my palm over his and rubbed my thumb across the skin there. Matty had looked at me plenty of times through the years, but tonight felt different. Like maybe he was allowing himself to look at me for the first time as something other than his best friend.

The sky was still dark, but the bright lights of the strip made it feel like the night had only just begun, or was it early morning now? I had no idea. I just didn’t want whatever was happening between us to end.

“When are you going to realize that I don’t care about everyone else? We’ll see them at breakfast. It’s you that I want.”

Matty waffled his fingers with mine and squeezed before leading me to the taxi rank. My heart rate spiked. He hadn’t stopped touching me the entire night, and my head was spinning thinking about how amazing our senior year together would be.

I came to this wedding single and ready tomaybemingle with some of Devin’s hot cousins. The ones Reign had spoken so fondly of, but instead, I made out with my best friend, then dryhumped him to oblivion. And now he was taking me back to the hotel.

I shivered thinking about the things we would get up to when we were alone. Matty pulled me forward to get my attention.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was flushed from all the drinking and dancing. “Are you cold?” He took off his tuxedo jacket before I answered.

Biting my bottom lip, I nodded, liking how it felt to be taken care of by him. When he draped the jacket over my shoulders, I slipped my hands through the arm holes, drowning in Matty’s cologne. Spicy and woody. It was the same cologne he wore the first night I met him, and it brought me more comfort than I’d imagined.

He held me close, kissing me again as though it was the first time he could. When he backed away, I swiped my tongue against my lips, wanting to savor the taste.

Tonight had to be the best night of my life. Finally, Matty and I were together.

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