Page 134 of Pucking Matt
“But you saved it by saying we’ve been together for six months.” She perks up. “You’ve seriously never had a girlfriend for that long?”
I shake my head. “No, but did you see my mom’s face? She values that. I told you that she just wants to see me happy.”
“You’re happy with me, huh?” Amber says, pinching my ribs.
I pull her in closer, and now her ass is rubbing against my leg. I’m enjoying this proximity as we walk to the elevator.
“You make me feel all types of ways,” I admit, taking in the scent of her shampoo.
She glances up at me with a hint of curiosity as I press the elevator button. When we step inside, my skin is buzzing from where her body is, so I release her. The intensity of her eyes right now makes my dick pulse. As soon as the doors close, my heart pounds. There’s something about being in this tiny space that makes me step closer to her. She looks at my lips.
“What’s your longest relationship?” I ask.
She shakes her head. “I’ve only gone on dates.”
“So, this is the closest thing either of us has been to a relationship?”
She raises her eyebrows. “You were just with Maddie, and then there’s Michelle, so I wouldn’t say we’re equal.”
I grab her as the elevator doors start to open on the fourth floor.
She continues, “And this…is fake for the weekend.”
I lick my lips while looking at hers. I’m not touching her now, only towering over her. The elevator door shuts.
She says, “We missed our floor.”
“If nobody clicks the button, it just sits here.”
“We need to get ready for the wedding.”
I mutter, “That can wait.”
“Okay,” she breathes nervously. She starts blinking at my close eye contact.
“Have you ever considered that this isn’t not real?” I ask.
“Matt,” she smiles.
“No, you just told me that you’ve never had a boyfriend, so I’m telling you that this is how it happens. You like me–”
“I–” Her smile widens. “I tolerate you.”
I smile back. “If that is your way of saying that you like me, then…” I reach for her cheek. “Amber,” I mutter, brushing my fingers lightly against her. “Do you want me?”
She inhales as my fingers trail down her neck. She holds her breath as I play with her hair on her shoulder.
“If you don’t, then you can tell me,” I whisper, watching her. “But I think you do, and maybe I didn’t pursue you hard enough.” I lean in, loving the intensity of this enclosed space. “I see you, Amber. And I really…really like what I see.”
She swallows, her breath shallow. “Matt,” she says, grabbing my hand. “I don’t know.”
I lick my lips. “Will you kiss me, so I can show you?”
She looks at my lips and then my eyes. “You want to kiss me?” she whispers, her voice soft and uncertain.
Fuck, she’s cute. My skin prickles on the back of my neck.
I nod, looking at her luscious lips.
