Chapter 35
Amber: He’s in the shower right now so don’t text back, but omg, Riley, we had sex twice and it was the best sex I’ve ever had. He’s so hot and knows exactly what to do. But don’t worry, this weekend is mine and next weekend is yours. I’ll call you later.
Riley: OMG I can’t wait to hear all about it!
“What do you want for dinner?” Matt asks as he rounds the corner, his dick swinging between his legs.
“Jesus,” I say, covering my mouth.
He stands still, brushing his teeth, as I stare at his dick. “What?”
“I left the robe for you in the bathroom.”
“Oh,” he says, walking back into the bathroom.
“I need to shower too. There’s this thing on my back drying out my skin and itching me.”
Matt walks out with the robe on. “I’ll be out here waiting for you.”
“Find us a good place for dinner.”
“I was thinking of the restaurant downstairs.”
I shrug. “Yeah, sure. Lunch was good.”
I step into the shower, using the hotel’s soaps. My hair feels like a wet mop, but it’ll have to do until I get home.
When I walk back out in the robe, Matt is sitting at the headboard.
“How about room service?” he says. They can deliver food up here.
I smile. “I can’t think of anything more perfect than that.”
“Okay,” he says, grabbing the menu for me. “As soon as you figure out what you want, I’ll place the order.”
I sit in the bed next to him, and he pulls me into him.
One thing that I’ve noticed since making this official is that Matt has no problem showing me affection.
He’s gentle and caring with how he caresses me.
He has no hesitation in showing me how much he wants me, or in how much he cares for me.
I haven’t had affection like this ever in my life, and I always thought that I’d hate it.
But I didn’t know that when it’s with the right person, I would eat up every second of it.
I lean my head on him, thinking about how much I love this.
He places the food order and then we are watching funny memes on social media. Lucky for him, I have an entire saved album of my favorites.
I laugh at the ones he shows me and then I’m showing him a longer video when a notification pops up at the top. I try to swipe it away, but his eyes are too fast.
“What was that?” he asks, sitting back to get a better look at me.
Shit, it was my anonymous TikTok account. I’m dying on the inside.
“What?” I try to play it off.
He sits up. “That was you spamming the Honey Badger account?”
I blush. Shit. I’ve been caught.
He reaches for my phone, but I pull away. He doesn’t care because he’s taller, so he lays on me and grabs my phone.
“That’s not fair,” I laugh.
“Where’s TikTok?” he mutters, trying to find it on my screen.
“Okay, okay,” I scold, asking for my phone back.
“I’ll only give it to you if you tell me the truth.”
I smile widely. “Okay, fine. I’m a stalker. I made this spam account in high school to troll you. I still go on the account to comment anonymously, so when Jen sent me your TikTok videos, I decided to comment on a few as a prank.”
He laughs, handing me back my phone.
“I didn’t know you would reply back. I was trying to blend in with the crowd.”
“Baby, you’ll never blend into the crowd. Here I thought OoohBurnQueen was a raving fan.”
“Well, she was a raving hater.”
He grabs my legs and pulls me under him. “And now she’s pucking Matt.”
My robe falls open under him, and there’s no way he could want another round. I didn’t know someone could have this kind of sex drive. He glances down at my boobs. His eyes glaze over as he runs his tongue over my nipples. They harden as I breathe heavily.
“Matt,” I whisper.
“Sorry,” he says. “You really turn me on.”
I chuckle. “Another round, Matthew?”
He smiles. “We don’t have to. I am just…in shock that you’re mine, and excited I get to treat you like it.”
I cover myself with the robe. “I’m starving, and we can’t be having sex when room service comes up here.”
I tie the robe around my waist.
We sit next to each other, and he admits, “I wasn’t sure, but I thought I recognized your username.”
I lean forward and scoff. “You knew?”
“I had my doubts. Now that we’ve had sex twice, I think I somehow knew it was you. My mind wasn’t sure, but somehow,” he points at his chest. “The heart knew. Why do you think I replied?”
That takes me a moment to process. We’re like magnets, unable to contain our attraction.
When the food arrives, we have a towel under us as we eat on the bed. We turn on the TV while we chow down our entrees. We place whatever we didn’t finish under the metal plate covers and push it outside the door.
As we lay in bed, Matt grabs me so that I’m lying in his arms. “This will forever be my favorite weekend.”
I graze my fingers on his chest and then I kiss him. “Same.”
“Good morning,” Matt says as I roll over. I forgot I fell asleep in his arms last night, so my neck kind of hurts. “It’s early.”
I open my eyes, noticing that the room is only lit up a little from the sun rising. I’m pretty much naked because I’m bare underneath the robe.
Matt’s hands glide over me. He pulls me in. “Can I start your day off on the right foot?”
“Huh?” I ask, stretching.
He presses his boner against my thigh. A flutter rushes through my body as he kisses my shoulder.
“Is – it – okay – to start off – the day – making love to you?” He kisses me in between his words.
I grab his hard cock and pump him. I pull off my robe and throw it on the floor.
“You’re fucking perfect,” he whispers, eyeing down my body.
I glance at his dick and see that he’s as hard as can be. Even his penis veins are popping. Before he can say anything more, I take his dick into my hands and suck him hard with my mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” he moans as his body flexes under me. I suck him harder, bobbing my head. “Fuck, babe, that feels so fucking good.”
I squeeze him with my lips and hand, licking his length. I repeat it until he’s so hungry that he’s reaching for me.
“Fuck it,” he says, pulling me under him. “I’m going to stop you right there. I want you.”
I nod, easily approving. His hunger for me only turns me on more.
“I want you every night,” he says, kissing me. “Every morning. All day. Every day.”
“I think someone would say that’s an addiction.”
He rips off his robe and says, “Then call me an addict.”
I grab his dick, which is so not four inches by the way, and tug at it.
“This is my favorite way to wake up,” he says.
He aims, as I admit, “Me too.”
He presses into me, sliding in as we both moan at the pure ecstasy of our bodies meeting.
“It’s just you and me, babe,” he says, meeting my body. “You’re so fucking tight. Jesus Christ.”
He thrusts into me over and over. I hold onto him, my fingers digging into his back. I cry out his name as the bed rocks under us.
“I love this,” I accidentally blurt, but that’s because he feels so damn good.
He slows his hips as he kisses me. “I fucking love this too.”
I wrap my arms around him. It feels so good to have him like this.
“I want this,” he says, slowing his thrusts. “I want all of you, Amber, and I mean it.”
“Is there an expiration date?” I ask.
He shakes his head, making my body tremble. “No expiration date, baby. I’m addicted. You got me, girl. I’m hooked.”
I meet my hips with his. “So, does that mean I win?”
He leans down and says, “You fucking win.” He kisses me. “You win this game of ours in every lifetime. I cave in, and I’m all yours.”
“I love the sound of that.”
He slams into me causing me to cry out.
“Is this what you like?” he asks, banging into me.
I nod quickly, feeling the pleasure jolt through my body.
He brushes the hair out of my face and smiles. “God, you’re so beautiful.”
He starts thrusting harder and harder.
“I’m going to come,” he says.
I grind my hips up to meet his thrusts. “Then fucking come.”
He pounds into me harder and faster. He pulls out and warm liquid lands on my stomach. He leans down and kisses me.
“This is the best sex I’ve ever had.”
“You’re welcome,” I joke.
He smiles. “I’ll be right back,” he says, running to the bathroom. He comes back with a wet washcloth. “I think this is the last washcloth.”
I laugh. “It’s a sign. We can’t do it again.”
He wipes me clean and then says, “I’m going to take a shower. Want to join?”
I shake my head. “I’ll wait my turn.”
He takes a quick minute in the shower while I scroll on my phone. When he’s done, he walks out fully clothed. “I’m going to run downstairs while you’re in the shower and grab us coffee.”
“Okay,” I say, eyeing the phone in his palm.
It lights up with a text, so I look at the screen.
He glances at it and says, “Okay, I’ll be right back.”
When he walks out of the room, I have a heavy pit in my stomach that he’s meeting with his mom downstairs.
I try to ignore the feeling as I hop into the shower.
I don’t know what she’ll say, or if he’ll be upset, but I’m worried about how deep her hatred is for me.
I shake the anxiety I feel because Matt’s words replay in my head.
I’m all his, and I don’t think anyone can change his mind.
Amber: You’ll never guess what?
Jen: Omg tell me!
Amber: Matt and I are official
Jen: Shut up!
Jen: I knew it! I knew you guys would bone the second he walked into the Grind Stone
Jen: Aw, I’m so happy for you.
Amber: Thank you. I’m happy too.
I call Riley, and she answers on the second ring. “Are you screwing his brains out?”
I laugh. “Riley!”
“What! I’m assuming you guys have done it again?”
“Yeah,” I mutter, turning red. “We have. And it’s so good.”
She squeals. “I cannot remember the last time you got laid! This is a big deal, Amber. Are you in love?”
I chuckle nervously. “You know what they say about love and hate?” I feel so stupid for quoting Matthew right now. “It’s basically the same feeling.”
She cuts me off. “You are in love!” She squeals again, so I pull the phone away from my ear. “He must be good in bed.”
“Oh my God. So good.” I get butterflies in my stomach as I think about him inside of me. “Okay. I need to shower and meet him downstairs.”
“Don’t forget about me now that you’re taken. Bye, love you.”
I laugh. “I won’t. Love you too.”
We hang up the phone, and I have a smile plastered on my face as I get into the shower. Everything about Matthew is...perfect. I’m nervous even thinking about him.
Am I in love?
Maybe.
Possibly.
Probably.