Page 64 of Pucking Your Best Friend

Yes, he was absolutely right about that.

She let him pull her to her feet, kissed him open-mouthed, pushing her hips against his erection while Matt tugged at the hem of her dress and finally yanked it over her head.

“Damn it, you weren’t lying. You’re not wearing a bra.”

“It didn’t fit.”

“I’m grateful to your dress for that,” he whispered, raising his hands, perhaps to touch her…but he changed his mind halfway there. Instead, he stepped back and just looked at her. Let his gaze wander over her naked body. Scanning every inch of her.

Maddie should have been shy, perhaps uncomfortable with Matt staring at her so shamelessly.

But she wasn’t, and she wouldn’t be. This was Matt. She trusted him with her life. He wouldn’t laugh at her, never make her feel like she wasn’t perfect the way she was.

“God, you are beautiful,” he whispered and swallowed. “You better get on the bed now before I get too rough.”

Her cheeks caught fire. “Maybe I like rough,” she breathed.

Matt’s eyes darkened, his irises now almost as black as his pupils. “Is that so?” he replied roughly, turning his back to her and walking to a shelf. He grabbed something and held it behind his back as he turned to her again. “Why aren’t you on the bed?”

He shook his head reproachfully and wrapped an arm around her waist, lifting her and tossing her onto the mattress before crawling over her. His chest brushed against hers as he pushed her up the bed with a hard thigh between her legs. He captured her arms with his hands, pressed his fingers into her skin, and pinned her arms above her head…where she felt something fluffy click around her wrist. First one, and then the other.

Her breathing quickened and she glanced up at the handcuffs he had fastened around his bed frame. “What are you doing?” she gasped, excitement coursing through her.

“What does it look like?”

“But…”

“I don’t want you running away, Maddie,” he whispered darkly, kissing her neck. Her collarbone. The top of her breast. “Now it’s my turn to play.” The next moment, he closed his lips around one of her nipples and sucked on it.

Maddie lifted her upper body off the mattress as she arched toward him, flashes of pleasure shooting through her center.

“Apart from that…” He looked up, ran his hand down her stomach, and slipped it into her panties. “I’ve actually never used them before and I want to know what kind of sounds you make when I do this and you can’t defend yourself.” His thumb found her most sensitive spot with precision and stroked it roughly.

She whimpered and lifted her hips off the mattress. He was too slow, though. She wanted to grab his wrist and make him go faster, but the handcuffs stopped her.

She groaned in frustration.

Matt grinned. “Yes, that’s more or less what I imagined. And what happens here?” He pushed two long fingers into her. Back and forth, rubbing the right spot again and again.

Maddie gasped and narrowed her eyes. She raised her pelvis toward him again, but he pulled his hand away.

She instinctively tugged at the handcuffs again but was helpless. “Matt! Please…”

“I’m not finished yet,” he replied softly. “I want to know how you react to this…” The next moment, he pressed his lips to her hot center and sucked on it.

Maddie went mad. She couldn’t free herself from the handcuffs, so she wrapped her hands around the iron bars of the bed while Matt tortured her with his tongue, drawing circles against her. Then, he used a finger and plunged his tongue into her at the same time.

It was too much for her. She felt the orgasm building inside her at lightning speed and her abdomen contracting. But just when the first wave threatened to overwhelm her, Matt jerked his hand and lips away.

Her eyes flew open and she stared at him in disbelief. “Matt! I need… I want…”

She saw him swallow before leaning over her and ripping open his nightstand to fish out a condom. “I know. Me too. But I want to be inside you. When you come. Ihaveto be inside you when you come.”

He kissed her deeply as he fiddled with her wrists and the pressure of the handcuffs abruptly gave way. “You’ll need both hands for this,” he murmured and gently pulled her lower lip between his teeth as his hard erection pressed against her stomach. As he slid lower, his hardness glided through her wetness.

Suddenly, she was nervous. “Matt,” she said, cupping his face so he would look at her. “It’s been a really long time for me and…and…”

“I know.” He kissed her gently. He ran his lips over her jaw and behind her ear. “I’ll be careful, Maddie. Do you trust me?”

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