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I’m already nodding. I like anything he does. Love it even.
He pulls out and walks to the bathroom.
Holy hell…that was intense.
He walks back with a wet washcloth and says, “Damn, baby, that was the hottest sex I’ve ever had.”
I’m still trying to catch my breath. He cleans me up first and then himself. I look at my skirt and point at the few drips of semen.
He walks over to wipe it. “Sorry about that.”
When he’s done, he grabs my face and kisses my lips. He grabs his boxers and puts them on. I reach for my black lace bra.I put on one of the shirts and go to the full-length mirror to fix my hair.
Matt walks up behind me and kisses my shoulders. “Your sex hair is sexy.”
I lean into him, giving up on my hair and enjoying the view of us in the mirror.
I turn around and glance at his body. “I can’t believe we just did that.”
He smirks. “It’s like I said before. You can’t control yourself when you’re around me.”
I roll my eyes.
“I can’t believe you agreed to be my girlfriend.”
I smile at that.
He warns, “You’re stuck with me because I’m never breaking up with you.”
I smile wider, turning around to look at us in the mirror again. He was right before. We are cute together.
He presses a kiss on my cheek and says, “Get your bikini, let’s go to the jacuzzi.”
Chapter 34
I’m over the fucking moon.
I don’t know how the hell we went from enemies to this, but it is beyond my comprehension that Amber is mine. She even let me spank her, and that washot. My favorite part was being inside of her, watching her hips move with mine, hearing her come undone because of me.
We walk hand-in-hand to the jacuzzi, still buzzing from the sex.
We sit next to each other as I start the jet. The bubbles begin, and we sit in silence, occasionally meeting each other’s gazes.
“I’m sorry,” I say.
“What?” she asks. “You think what we did was a mistake?”
“No, I will never be sorry for that. I’m sorry for all the bullshit pranks and the messing with you. I really wanted to get under your skin.”
“I know,” she says with a furrowed brow. “You’re so funny. You don’t need to apologize.”
“Well…I brought you here half because I always want to be around you and half to make my mom uncomfortable.”
“Yeah, I figured that.”
“I feel guilty like you might think I did this on purpose.”
She reaches for me and sits on my lap. “Don’t feel guilty. I’m having a good time. And now…” She runs her hands over my shoulders.
