Chapter Twenty-three #2
She slipped her hand behind Matty’s head, pushing it closer while her hips began to move in rhythm to the fingers inside her. The hand on her head only seemed to encourage Matty more. She groaned against Reese, nodding her head and doubling her efforts.
Tightness began building in her lower belly, then spread like wildfire through her veins. Her limbs were tingling but were somehow numb at the same time. She choked on a gasp as the waves of the biggest orgasm she’d ever had with a partner crashed through her like waves.
Matty didn’t let up until her body began to calm down, then placed a trail of kisses back up her body before finally landing on Reese’s lips.
She crumbled into the kiss, her arms looping around Matty’s shoulders to draw her in as close as possible.
Emotion pressed hard against her ribs. She had been cared for so gently, so thoroughly, that it almost hurt.
Her needs had been met and then some, and all the while Matty had acted like she was the one receiving something special.
“You okay?” Matty whispered in her ear.
Reese buried her face in Matty’s neck, her hair briefly tickling her nose. She nodded, holding on tighter. “Yeah, just a little overwhelmed. That was amazing.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it. I was a little worried I wasn’t going to be that great since it’s been so long.”
“Could have fooled me,” Reese laughed. She shifted under Matty and was pleasantly surprised when her thigh met wet fabric. The crotch of Matty’s boxer briefs was soaked.
Matty sucked in a breath.
“Oh, you really did enjoy yourself, didn’t you?”
“I did. I can’t wait to do it again,” she answered as her hips rocked lightly against Reese’s thigh.
“Why don’t you let me see if I can make you feel as amazing as you made me feel?”
She heard the large swallow Matty made and the little hitch in her voice when she answered, “I’d like that.”
Reese carefully extracted herself from under Matty, then got on her knees. She traced the strap of Matty’s sports bra with her finger. “Do you want to take this off?”
Matty raised her arms up. The band of the bra was damp against Reese’s fingers as she lifted it up and off her. She gently pushed Matty to lie down, then moved to straddle her. This time, she didn’t hesitate. Matty had made it more than clear she had zero issues with her on top.
It was evident even now as Matty’s hands began to wander up her thighs again. She playfully slapped them away. “I’ve had my turn.”
“So? I like touching you. And tasting you.”
The last part sent a shiver down Reese’s spine. She was tempted to give in again, but resisted. She wanted to taste Matty more. “No, you’re going to lie there and let me make you come.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Matty declared with a little salute. They broke out in a chorus of laughter, then Reese sobered.
She ran her hands up Matty’s stomach, taking delight in feeling the sensation of Matty sucking in a breath. She released it with a groan when Reese smoothed her palms over her breasts. They were about the same size as Reese’s, which surprised her. The sports bra had flattened her out quite a bit.
She lightly teased her hard nipples while speaking. “What do you like?”
Matty’s hand caught one of hers and dragged it down.
Reese lifted up just enough to let Matty guide their hands into her underwear.
When Matty pressed Reese’s fingers against her clit, they both gasped.
She was so wet, so warm, and the intimacy of being shown exactly where and how she wanted to be touched made Reese’s chest tighten.
“Just touch me here and come kiss me. Please?”
The plea in Matty’s voice nearly undid her. There was something so open in it, so trusting, that Reese felt herself soften all over. She would have given the woman anything she asked for.
Their current position wasn’t ideal, though. She needed to fix that.
“Let’s remove these.”
Matty lifted her hips for Reese to remove her underwear.
Reese wished there was more light so she could take her in properly, because even in the dimness, she was breathtaking.
There was more softness to her than her clothes ever revealed.
The firm strength of her thighs. The shapely curve of her hips.
The beautiful contrast of a body that felt both masculine and feminine.
Reese’s pulse kicked harder. Every new inch of skin made her want her more.
She settled beside Matty, wrapping one arm under Matty’s shoulders while the other slid down her torso, past her belly button, through a path of curls, and right back to the little jewel that, when she touched it, made Matty shudder.
“God, that feels good,” growled Matty.
Reese captured her lips in a heated kiss, her tongue dragging over Matty’s bottom lip before slipping inside.
The taste of her was warm and addictive.
They moved against each other with growing urgency, mouths open and hungry, while Reese’s fingers stroked and swirled over her sensitive nub.
Every sound Matty made spilled straight into Reese’s mouth, breathy little moans and gasps that made her shiver with delight. She was the cause of those sounds.
Beneath her hand, Matty’s hips began to writhe, chasing the touch, and the kisses turned more desperate, wetter, until Matty’s hands were gripping her back hard enough to make Reese shiver.
Matty broke the kiss with a ragged pull of air and buried her face in Reese’s hair.
The scent of her shampoo and skin wrapped around them, warm and intimate, but the long line of exposed neck drew Reese in.
She pressed her mouth there, tasting the faint salt of her skin, trailing slow kisses up and down while Matty trembled against her.
The little cries she made were getting louder now, less restrained, and every one of them made Reese want to hold her tighter, give her more, keep her right there in the middle of it.
When Matty came, it tore out of her in a gasping cry that seemed to echo through the room.
Reese held on to her as her whole body shuddered and jerked beneath her.
Matty was breathing hard, almost shaking, her hands clutching at Reese as if she couldn’t get close enough, as if even with their bodies pressed together, there was still too much space between them.
Reese gathered her in the best she could, holding her through every trembling breath until they were so close they felt like one body trying to remember how to separate.
Eventually, the hard breathing changed, and Reese realized Matty was quietly crying.
The shift was so unexpected that it went through her like a shot. One second Matty was trembling from pleasure, and the next she was shaking for a different reason entirely, tears hot against Reese’s neck while she clung to her like letting go would be the death of her.
Fear gripped Reese’s chest. She hadn’t expected this. Hadn’t been prepared for the sound of those small, strangled breaths or the feel of Matty trying so hard not to come apart while holding on to her like she was the only solid thing in the room.
All Reese could do was gather her closer. One hand slid up and down her back, slow and steady, while the other cradled the back of her head. She held her with no judgment, no impatience, no demand for her to get herself back together before she was ready.
“It’s okay,” she whispered, her own throat tight. “It’s okay.”
A cracked voice answered her. “I’m s—sorry. I’m sorry, Reese. I’ve spoiled this.”
Reese’s chest ached. She nuzzled her face against Matty’s hair and held her tighter. “No, baby, you didn’t spoil anything.” Her voice came out soft but firm. “Not one thing. You’re allowed to feel things. You’re allowed to be here with me exactly like this.”
It took a few moments before Matty pulled back just enough to wipe at her face, roughly as if she could scrub away the tears before Reese saw too much of them.
She tried to drag in a breath through her clogged nose, but it caught and broke halfway in.
Her fingers found a strand of Reese’s hair, and she began twisting it, her eyes fixed there instead of meeting hers.
“It’s just, um, this is the first time I’ve had sex since getting clean. I honestly don’t remember what it felt like without being messed up or at least high, you know? It was...”
“Overwhelming?”
“Yeah.” Her voice came out thin and unsteady. “Really overwhelming. It felt so good, and then it felt so raw. I…I guess I underestimated how numb I’d gotten to some things.”
Reese’s chest tightened painfully. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think about that. It’s only natural for someone in recovery—”
A finger pressed gently to her lips. “No, ma’am. You know the deal. No counselor Reese with me. If we’re doing this, I need you to be my partner, not my counselor.”
The words stung more than Reese wanted to admit.
Not because Matty had been harsh—she hadn’t—but because she was right.
Reese had slipped into the safest role she knew without even thinking.
Into professionalism. Into the version of herself that knew how to manage hard moments instead of simply being in them.
She didn’t want that with Matty. She wanted them standing on equal ground, no walls, no roles to hide behind. Just the two of them, real and honest and trying.
“You’re right. I’m sorry. I promise I’ll work on it.”
Matty finally looked directly at her. She brushed a piece of hair behind Reese’s ear. “I think we both have things to work on. I don’t know about you, but I would like to try navigating it together.”
“Me too. I like us together. We make a pretty good team.”
“I agree. And thank you for not freaking out on me with the whole crying thing.” She smiled awkwardly at her.
Reese leaned forward to give Matty a light kiss. “Please don’t apologize. There’s nothing wrong with showing emotion.”
They talked for a while, each sharing their feelings and both burrowing into the covers as the heat that had surrounded them from their lovemaking had long since dissipated. It was an easy moment. One that left Reese feeling safe and seen, and she suspected that Matty did too.
Exhaustion eventually took over, and after individual trips to the bathroom, they snuggled under the covers.
Matty reached for Reese’s arm, pulling it over her waist for Reese to spoon her, which she didn’t hesitate to do.
Reese was just drifting toward sleep when she felt small feet walk over her to get on the other side of Matty.
She cracked an eye open to see Hester snuggle against the front of Matty.
She smiled to herself, then drifted off.