“Nothing? He just sent one of his dates up here to join us.”
I cleared my throat. “Well, he was describing a threesome to me.”
Matt lowered his eyebrows, waiting for me to continue.
“And the…benefits of doing that.”
He just stared at me for a moment. “And what are the benefits?”
“How badly I’d want you the whole time.”
“Hmm. And how badly is that?”
I swallowed hard and my throat made a weird squeaking noise. “Desperately.”
His mouth fell to my ear. “Let’s make one thing perfectly clear. No one touches you but me.” He grabbed my thighs and lifted my legs around his waist.
I laughed as he tossed me onto his bed. But he silenced my laughter with a searing kiss. His hand slid up the inside of my thigh and his fingers gently brushed against my thong. I was so turned on that in a few seconds I forgot what we’d even been talking about.
“I took you so many times right here,” he said as his index finger slid beneath my thong. “Just like this.” He traced my wetness with his finger.
God.
“But you told me I don’t need to be gentle with you anymore.” His fingers fell from my skin. And then he grabbed my hips and flipped me over.
I caught myself so my face didn’t hit the mattress.
“And you really shouldn’t have worn a dress like this…” He pushed the fabric up over my ass. “…unless you wanted to be fucked.” He pushed my thong to the side and thrust into me hard.
Chapter 15
Friday
Matt
Brooklyn had been worried that I wouldn’t love her as much now as I did when she was 16. But she couldn’t be more wrong.
I slammed into her harder. And she pushed back on the bed, trying to match my pace.
Yeah, I loved Brooklyn now more than ever. Especially the way her ass jiggled each time I thrust into her. I ran my hand over her ass cheek and squeezed it. The heels she was wearing just made her ass look even more perfect.
She’d been teasing me in this red dress all night. Grinding against me on the dance floor. And she was so fucking wet, coating my dick in her juices. I pulled out and stared down at my slick cock and then slammed it back into her.
Brooklyn arched her back, making the dimples above her ass more apparent. She was so fucking perfect. Every inch of her.
My hand slid to her hip. I knew she was close. My fingers dug into her skin as her pussy started pulsing around me.
“Matt,” she moaned.
The way she said my name pulled me over the edge. I thrust forward, all the way to the hilt, and exploded inside of her. My name on her lips. And my cum deep inside her pussy where it belonged.
“Mmm,” she sighed and relaxed on the bed.
I slowly pulled out of her, watching my cum leak down the inside of her thigh. I’d never get tired of the sight of that.
I collapsed on the bed beside her.
She turned her head and smiled at me.