Chapter 15 Avery
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Avery
I couldn’t stop kissing him.
After dreaming about this moment for so damn long, it was even sweeter than I’d imagined. Hotter too.
My hands slid down his muscled chest and I grabbed the hem of his shirt, giving it a tug.
Mateo smirked. “Need something, Blue?”
“Shut up,” I hissed, pulling it over his head.
Damn. I’d seen Mateo shirtless before. So many times in the summer over the last couple years, our group would end up around a pool drinking beers and trying to stay cool. But there was something different about having him shirtless right in front of me, just for me.
I was going to implode. My heart pounded as he gently took my wrists and lifted them, pinning them above my head to the wall behind me. His mouth brushed mine and I parted my lips, hungry for more.
He was a damn good kisser.
A soft moan slipped out and he responded by tightening his grip on my wrists.
“You keep making the prettiest fucking sounds, mi cielo.”
Heat pooled at my core. His mustache was soft against my skin as he leaned down and trailed kisses over my neck, brushing this spot that made me shiver involuntarily. Pleasure sparked everywhere he touched or kissed until I was moving my hips.
“I’m desperate,” I moaned.
“I’m going to take care of you. I promise.”
He released my wrists and looped his fingers in the band of my shorts. My mouth dropped as he tugged them down and knelt as they hit the floor. He pushed my thighs apart and I became all too aware of the fact that I was almost naked in front of Mateo.
Mateo.
He looked up at me and gave my tank top a tug. “I want you to take this off. I want to see you naked and needy while I make you come on my tongue for breakfast.”
“Oh god,” I rasped.
I did as he said, though, and took my top off. I wasn’t wearing anything underneath it. Goosebumps pricked my skin as he looked up at me, his eyes warm with adoration. His gaze made me want to melt into the floor and hide.
His palm slid up and down the side of my thigh, tracing lines with his fingertips. “What is it?”
“I haven’t done this in so long. I’m nervous you’ll not . . .”
His brows raised. “That I’ll what?”
“I don’t know,” I said quickly, my cheeks flaming. “Not be attracted to me? I—”
“Avery.”
He was quick. I squeaked as he stood up, grabbed hold of my hips, and spun me around against the wall. Fuck. The denim of his jeans brushed my ass as he pressed himself against me, his words firm in my ear.
“Can you feel how hard I am for you right now?”
I could. Without a doubt, I felt the outline of his cock straining against me. My eyes closed and I whimpered, my head spinning.
“Avery.”
The way he said my name was a demand. “Yes. I can feel you.”
“How on earth could you doubt for a moment that I want you? I think you’re gorgeous.
” His hand slid down to my pussy as he continued to talk deep and softly to me.
“I’ve wanted you ever since you came back to Whynot.
I’ve wanted you since the moment I laid eyes on you.
I’ve come so many times alone in my bed while dreaming about you being there with me.
I’ve thought about touching you, worshipping you, every day and night for years.
I want you, Avery. Never doubt that. Okay? ”
“Okay.” It was the only word I could form. I was so turned on while feeling vulnerable and a little silly too, my thoughts were muddled. But, I knew one thing. “I want you too. Now. More than anything else.”
Two fingers slid against my clit. I gasped, my head falling back against his shoulder as his other arm wrapped around me firmly. Mateo held me in place as his fingers met my wetness.
He groaned. “Fuck. I love how wet you are for me right now.”
My hips rocked as he circled my clit slowly. Shockwaves rolled through my body. Every part of me was crying for release and it was impossible to think of anything aside from the feel of his body against mine. The strength in his grip, the easy circles his fingers were making on my clit.
A curse left me and I clamped a hand down on his forearm, holding onto him as he kept teasing me. He was taking his time. There was no rush in the way he was touching me, and that was driving me insane.
“Don’t you want to head to the bedroom?” I asked.
“Not yet.”
Fuck. His patience would be the death of me.
“Please,” I whined.
Mateo chuckled and started to rub my clit a little faster. “We’re not going to the bedroom until you come for me.”
I sucked in a breath as he pulled his fingers away and turned me back around.
My back pressed into the wall as he kissed my lips first, then trailed them down my neck and to my breasts.
A moan caught in my throat as he took one of my nipples into his mouth and sucked, his thumb gliding over the other.
God, I was going to combust. I rolled my hips as he continued back down to his knees again, lifting my leg and draping it over his shoulder. I buried my fingers in his hair to steady myself right as he pressed his tongue against my clit.
Fireworks popped in my veins. Every touch felt so fucking good.
Mateo wasn’t shy about eating me out. I stifled a cry as he buried his mouth against my pussy right as he gently slid two fingers inside me.
His mustache felt so damn good. I gasped, rocking my hips faster, riding his face.
He created a rhythm with his tongue and fingers that had me melting and crying and moaning until I was a mess for him.
I was so fucking close. Riding the edge closer and closer—
My voice rang through the house as his fingers curled against a spot that pushed me over the edge. I came hard, pleasure tearing through me as his tongue continued to work magic, lapping up every second of my orgasm.
Holy shit. I panted as I sank back against the wall. I looked down, everything hazy as Mateo sat back and licked his lips, bringing the fingers he’d just made me come with to his mouth. It was such an erotic sight watching him lick me off his hand that my breath caught, my mouth dropping.
And then he winked.
He fucking winked.
“You’re impossible.” That earned a smirk from him.
My gaze fell to the outline of his erection. I dragged my tongue over my bottom lip.
“I think it’s my turn,” I said.
“I think—”
Knock, knock, knock.
Fuck.
Mateo’s eyes shut, his expression twisting with a mix of frustration and dread—exactly what I felt too. He was still hard and there was absolutely no fucking way he could answer the door like that.
“Godammit,” I whispered.
The knock came again, a little more insistent. I quickly snatched my shorts and tank top up and put them on.
“Fuck. We’re getting caught,” Mateo whispered. “You look ravaged.”
“I have been ravaged,” I hissed. “Fuck. I’ll just say I was working out. But you need to go work that out .”
Mateo looked down at his jeans and made a face.
I swept my hair back behind my shoulders and tried to gain some sense of composure. Whoever the fuck was at my door, I was going to be kicking them off my step.
Unless it was one of my brothers.
Jesus Christ, I really hoped it wasn’t one of my brothers.
I rushed to the door, looked through the peephole, and blanched. Oh god. I unlocked and yanked it open.
Levi stood on the other side, scratching the back of his head. He turned to face me, and his eyes popped wide.
“What do you want?” I asked.
My cheeks were the color of a ripe tomato. It was probably for the best that out of all people, Levi was the one to interrupt us, but I still felt the heat of embarrassment.
His nostrils flared. “Uh . . .”
I looked down at myself. My nipples were still hard. My skin was flushed. I probably smelled like sex. Like Mateo.
“I’ve forgotten how words work,” he mumbled.
Levi blushing could have been a new kink for me. The way he’d blushed while standing on his porch the other night had made me run away, but I couldn’t run now. I stared at him for a moment and then raked my fingers through my hair.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“Yeah. Yes. Of course. I came over to ask if you have any baking soda.”
“Baking soda?”
“Yes.”
What the fuck does he need that for?
I heard footsteps behind me and turned right as Mateo filled the doorway with a stupid, flirty grin.
He was still shirtless.
“Morning, Levi,” he said.
He leaned against the doorway as I gave him a devilish glare. “Someone is gonna see you.”
“Only Levi will,” Mateo said.
Levi made a noise that was somewhere between a groan and grunt. “Sorry. I interrupted something.”
“No,” I said quickly. “It’s not what it looks like.”
“It is what it looks like. You could join us,” Mateo offered.
My god, kill me now. I turned around to give Mateo a wide-eyed look, but he kept that easy smile, his attention fully on Levi.
Although . . .
My brain short-circuited at the thought of the two of them doing things to me. With me. Kissing me, touching me—
“I have to go,” Levi said shortly.
I turned back around. Levi was already off the front porch, his shoulders stiff as he crossed the street and headed straight for his front door.
Well, great.
I turned around and shoved Mateo back inside, scowling as I shut the door.
“What the hell was that?” I asked.
“He wants you,” Mateo said simply. “It’s pretty clear.”
I didn’t know what to say to that. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out.
Mateo raised a brow. “Are you interested in him too?”
I felt like I was about to ruin everything by being honest. But then again, this was Mateo. I knew I could tell him anything, even if it wasn’t what he wanted to hear.
“Yes. I am interested in Levi. I doubt he’s interested in me, though. I don’t even know if he likes me.”
“Oh, I think he does.” Mateo crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. “What if I told you I’m interested in him too?”
My mouth dropped. I stared at him for a moment, and then let out an incomprehensible noise. “Well,” I squeaked. “You have told me before you don’t mind sharing.”
“I don’t mind with the right person.” His mustache lifted as he offered me a shy smile. “I don’t know, Avery. There’s a certain kind of tension between the three of us when we’re together. Clearly.”
“There is.”
We were both silent for a moment. Oh god. It hit me that Levi had just caught us in the middle of sex. I let out a soft giggle.
“Qué?”
“Nothing. If that were anyone else, we would have been in trouble. Also, I think I’m being greedy by liking the idea of having two boyfriends.”
Mateo stepped closer and planted an easy kiss on my lips. “Then I’m greedy by wanting a girlfriend and a boyfriend.”
“Is it greedy? In this economy?”
He laughed as he pinned me against the wall. His fingers curled into my hair and he gave me a gentle tug, the feeling of it going straight to my pussy.
A soft moan left me. I arched slightly, all of the bubbly excited energy between us melting into something hotter, needier.
“Do you like the idea of him fucking you with me?” Mateo whispered in my ear.
“Yes,” I gasped.
Fuck. I liked that more than I cared to admit.
“He may not even be interested in me,” Mateo murmured. “Although, I know he wants you.”
“Why do you think that?”
I sucked in another breath as I felt his cock hardening against me. I reached down between us and slid my hand into his jeans, closing my hand around him.
“Fuck,” he grunted. “I’ve seen the way he looks at you.”
I was holding his cock. He was so hard. Thick and long and I needed him in my mouth. Heat skated through my veins, every part of me craving more with him. I tilted my head back, biting his bottom lip.
Mateo grunted, letting out a soft growl as he continued to hold me in place. “This will be our secret. And we’ll see what happens with Levi. I think we should seduce him.”
“We?” I snorted. “You’re the sexy one here.”
He bit my bottom lip back. I squeaked as the brief pain made me even hornier.
“We’re both sexy. Or do I need to show you?”
I held his gaze and then slowly smiled. “How about I get on my knees and show you how sexy you are? And you can show me after that . . .”
Mateo swallowed hard. “I do like that idea.”
I realized I’d never wanted to suck a cock so badly. I swept my hair back into my grip. “Hold this up for me, please.”
He replaced my hand with his, giving me a tug until I was looking up at him again. Mateo raised a brow. “You’re only sucking my cock until I’m ready to bend you over your bed and fuck you.”
I smirked. “We’ll see.”