Chapter Twenty-three
Reese’s heart swelled at the words and the soft touch of Matty’s lips when she pulled her into a reassuring kiss.
Matty was everything she’d never experienced before, though some of that was her own doing by keeping her guard up.
She wasn’t doing that this time. Or at least, she was trying not to.
Matty made it so easy, and she wanted more of her.
“Yes, we are.” She used the arm of the couch and Matty’s offered hand to back up and stand. “Should we turn things off?”
“Are you spending the night?”
That was a loaded move to make. “I don’t have anything to sleep in.”
“Naked in my arms is a good place,” quipped Matty as a cocky grin spread across her face.
Reese’s face was engulfed in flames, but she rolled her eyes. “You’re bold tonight.”
“And I have no idea where it’s coming from,” she laughed. “But seriously, stay if you want, or if you’d be more comfortable leaving, I understand. I want you to do whatever is best for you.”
She chewed over the words for a moment, then shook her head. Lying next to Matty sounded heavenly. “No, I want to stay.”
Matty tugged on her hip. “Good. I was hoping you would. How about I turn things off in here, and you go turn the bed down?”
A shiver ran down her spine at the mention of the bed. She nodded. “Okay.”
The bed was neatly made, which impressed Reese because she never made her own. It always felt pointless when she was just going to crawl back into it at the end of the day, but untucking the bedding and turning it down with trembling hands made this feel real in a way that sent her pulse racing.
She wasn’t sure what to do with herself after that.
Did she take her clothes off? Wait for Matty to do it?
The thought of just stripping out of them made her feel too exposed, too suddenly bare.
Besides, the idea of Matty helping her out of them, slowly, with those rough but careful hands, made heat curl low in her belly.
The last light went out, leaving only the soft glow of the night light in the hall. Matty’s silhouette came into view. Reese swallowed hard. They were really doing this. Her nerves fluttered so wildly it almost felt like fear, except beneath it was desire and aching that was impossible to ignore.
Matty walked toward her, and the closer she got, the harder Reese’s heart pounded.
She was surprised it wasn’t echoing into the room.
When she was finally within reach, Reese held out her hand.
She needed to touch her. Needed to remind herself this was real, that Matty was here, that this was happening.
Her fingers trembled as she skimmed them up Matty’s taut arms. The muscles beneath her hands flexed, and something about that small response made Reese’s breath catch.
Matty’s hands went to her waist, pulling her in for another kiss.
It was hotter than before and more confident but no less careful.
Her lips pressed hard against Reese’s own, and it felt like Matty was thirsting to death and Reese was the last glass of water on earth.
The need for her was everywhere, in every nip of her lip, every swipe of her tongue, every slow path her hands took over Reese’s body.
Reese groaned into her mouth when one of those hands slid from her waist to her ass and gave a firm squeeze.
She felt Matty grin against her lips, which she returned. They pulled back.
“Why don’t we remove this so I can feel more of you?” Matty said, pinching the dress. Reese could just make out the action in the low light.
“Only if you do too.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Reese wished with all her might that she could see in the dark as Matty grabbed the bottom of her shirt and whipped it off, leaving her just in a dark sports bra. It hit the floor along with Reese’s stomach as Matty grabbed her hands, pressing them to the top of her jeans. “Help me with this?”
She couldn’t form words. Nothing came out of her mouth that had dropped open.
Not even air. With shaking hands, she trailed her fingers over the soft belly above, then to the band, where it took her three tries to unbutton them but only one try to get the zipper down.
The sound of it was impossibly loud in the quiet room.
Until Matty sucked in a breath as Reese pinched the band of the jeans and dropped down to tug them to the floor.
Matty stared down at her, her breathing becoming more labored.
Reese’s lower belly tightened while she rubbed her hands on Matty’s outer thighs, then pulled herself up using Matty’s hips.
The nerves that had made her hesitate earlier were now causing a delightful wave of anticipation to wash over her.
“Can I take this off?” asked Matty as she pinched the fabric of her dress once more.
“Yes.” All worry over her body from earlier was gone. Matty had made it clear she wanted her. The hungry look on her face when she suggested they move to the bedroom was basically a flashing billboard of desire.
The gentleness Matty used to remove the garment nearly undid Reese.
There was something so careful in it, so reverent, that emotion rose sharp and sudden in her throat.
Matty pressed her lips to Reese’s as she slowly lifted the dress, only breaking the kiss when the fabric reached her chest. Reese raised her arms and let it be pulled over her head, her pulse fluttering wildly.
Then Matty’s mouth found her neck, placing soft kisses there as she drew her in close.
Those rough hands skimmed over her bare skin with such tenderness that Reese didn’t feel exposed at all.
She felt cherished. Every slow touch, every brush of callused fingers, made it seem as though Matty was trying to tell her, without words, just how beautiful she thought she was.
Matty guided her to the bed and onto her back. The care and time she took worshipping her with her mouth was dizzying. Matty seemed to be trying to memorize her body.
By the time Matty had reached around to unhook her bra, Reese wasn’t sure if she had ever been so turned on in her life. She could feel her arousal soaking clean through her panties as she trembled underneath Matty.
“This damn thing is in the way,” cursed Matty as she pulled at the bra.
Reese laughed at Matty’s annoyance but helped shimmy out of it.
The coolness of the room hit her nipples immediately, but they were quickly warmed up by Matty’s mouth on one and her hand on the other.
Moans began to escape her mouth while her hands found Matty’s head, where her fingers carded through the silky strands, pulling her closer.
Matty took her time giving each breast attention, causing Reese to begin panting with need. It was overwhelming to be so thoughtfully cared for.
Reese’s need for more was slowly driving her mad. With every swipe of tongue and nibble of teeth, her body burned to be touched somewhere else.
Reese let out a whiny moan, prompting Matty to chuckle against her nipple before letting it go with a wet pop. “You sound frustrated.”
“I am. I need more.”
Matty moved to kiss her lips, their bellies and breasts pressed together. “What do you like? Mouth, fingers, both?”
Her center ached painfully at the words. It was almost like she was being given a sexual menu. “Both.”
She could just make out Matty’s face brightening. “I was hoping that would be your answer.”
With swift movements, Matty was hooking her fingers into the band of Reese’s panties. “I will say, I have been dreaming of putting my head between these beautiful thighs since I first saw you in leggings.” The panties went into the pile of clothing on the floor.
Matty groaned as she parted Reese’s thighs. She shivered, but she wasn’t sure if it was from the cool air hitting her arousal or Matty dragging her fingers down her thighs. It only increased as Matty lowered herself down.
She hummed praise against Reese’s skin while placing kisses from her knee down to the junction of her legs. “Mmm, looks like your thighs aren’t the only thick parts of you.”
She felt Matty’s fingers part her lips, kissing one side before her tongue dragged flat against her clit. Reese nearly came off the bed. Her chest arched while her hands gripped the sheets. It was just one swipe. Just one drag of the tongue, and her body was on fire like it had never been before.
The tongue continued to lavish her until Reese was wiggling her hips, desperate and unable to help herself. She felt fingers circle her entrance, slick and teasing, but still Matty didn’t push farther.
Instead, she lifted her head and looked up at Reese, her expression soft and wrecked all at once. “Can I?”
The simple question nearly undid her. Matty wanted her.
Wanted this. But even now, with Reese shaking beneath her, she was asking.
Giving her room. Making sure. The respect and tenderness of it hit just as hard as the desire.
Reese felt overwhelmed by both the heat building in her body and the safety blooming in her chest.
“Yes,” she whispered. Then, needing her to understand just how badly, “Please.”
A jolt of pleasure shot through her as Matty entered her. She instantly groaned and arched her hips. It was exactly what she needed. The pleasure doubled when Matty reattached her lips to her clit, sucking gently while sliding her fingers in and out.
“That feels great. Keep doing that,” she gasped.
Matty’s response was humming against her clit, which only served to make her more turned on. She looked down and was greeted with the most erotic sight ever.
She wasn’t sure which was hotter, seeing Matty’s tousled-haired head between her legs or that Matty seemed to be enjoying herself as much as Reese.
Little moans, tightening of hands on her thighs, the look of pure bliss as she came up for air, and her eyes closed as her tongue darted out to clean her lips before getting back to work.
Matty’s enjoyment made Reese relax further.