Page 84 of Pucking Your Best Friend

Chapter 22

Matt didn’t know if he’d made a mistake or the best decision of his life.

But when Maddie pressed against him, he didn’t care about anything. He hadn’t known that kisses alone could be so damn good, that a pair of lips pressed against his was enough to turn the world upside down.

Probably because it wasthoselips.

Her kiss was greedy and a little rough, as if she’d been thinking about kissing him for hours and was blinded by desire. And, fuck, he liked the idea, as everything around them blurred. Everything else became quiet and unimportant. There was only the whooshing in his ears, the scent of lemon, and Maddie, the feeling of her fingers impatiently running under his shirt and finding bare skin. She explored his back and then stroked down his chest to his stomach. It was as if she’d been given a map of his body helpfully labeledeverything I need to touch to drive Matt wild!To be fair, that was anywhere!

He groaned, grabbed her hair, pulled her up onto her tiptoes, and ran his tongue gently over hers, making her shiver in his arms as she continued to explore. Then she found his belt, unbuckled it, and put her hand in his pants.

He sucked in a sharp breath as she grasped his shaft. She rubbed up and down it with just the right amount of pressure. She pushed her tongue toward him and circled her thumb around his tip so that he pulsed uncontrollably in her grip. At the same time, she pressed her hips against his, doubling the friction…

“Maddie,” he gasped. “You’re going too fast.”

“We only have fast, Matt,” she whispered against his lips, her breathing shallow, her pupils enlarged. “We’re standing in your parents’ hallway and the bed is too far away…”

“The bed is right behind this door!”

“Exactly, too far away. I want younow, so…”

He had to laugh because he could feel the desperation in her words vibrating through his veins. He was so hard it hurt. She wanted him and, apparently, all he had needed to be happy for the last week was to be wanted by Maddie, so…

“Well then,” he murmured, lowering his mouth to hers again and pushing her against the wall. He ran his lips down her neck and tasted her skin while he roughly cupped her breast with one hand, rubbing her nipple through the fabric, and slid the other under the skirt of her dress.

When he touched the edge of her panties, Maddie held her breath and dug her fingers into his bare back.

He paused and smiled broadly. “What did you say again?” he whispered against her ear before raining kisses down her jaw and continuing to rub her erect nipple with leisurely fingers. “We don’t have time?” He ran two fingers gently over the fabric of her underwear but didn’t slip them under. “Then I should probably skip this.”

“Matt,” she gasped, thrusting her pelvis toward him.

“Mm hm?” He rubbed her harder through her panties.

“Matt,please…”

“Well, since you’re saying please,” he whispered, pushing her underwear aside and penetrating her with two fingers while at the same time running his thumb roughly over her center.

Maddie whimpered and, God, he loved the sounds she made as he pleasured her. Loved the way she shuddered under his touch and gasped his name like it was something holy. He loved the way she twitched when he added a third finger. The way she clung to his shoulders and kissed him like a drowning woman ashe circled her faster with his thumb. She gave him everything. He could come from her intense reactions alone.

He wanted more, though. So, he pulled his hand away and gathered up her skirt to… Oh no.

“Fuck, I don’t have a condom! I…”

“I’m on the pill, besides, youalwaysuse a condom,” Maddie whispered, kissing him as she pressed against him. She scratched the back of his head with her fingernails. “I trust you, Matt.”

Those words alone made him unbearably hard. And, suddenly, he couldn’t wait any longer. He didn’t want to wait any longer.

Maddie obviously felt the same way. She impatiently pushed his boxers down before shedding her own underwear and pulling him closer. “Lift me,” she whispered and he complied.

He wrapped an arm around her waist as she wrapped her legs around him. He pressed her against the wall, positioned himself correctly, and slowly let her slide down onto it.

She sank onto him. Agonizingly slowly.

And it was his death.

His sweet death, which he wished would last forever and ever. Being inside her without a condom…feeling her tight, warm wetness around him… It took all of his self-control not to come immediately. Sweat formed on his forehead as she took in every last inch of his shaft and paused, breathless. He stared at her, pressed deeper into her while the sensations stirred every nerve ending in his body. Maddie was perfect. On him, against him, around him.

Then she began to rotate her pelvis, her hands clasped behind his neck. She rubbed his hard length and hot desire shot through him. She clouded his mind until his muscles began to work of their own accord.

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