“You look fucking fantastic this morning,” he said. “All cuddly and sexy and thoroughly fucked.”
“Well, I certainly feel thoroughly fucked.” She wrapped her arms around him. “So by the way, where is Peter?”
His eyes narrowed briefly, then he smiled. “Peter’s not one for the morning after.”
“And you are?”
“I am when it’s a morning with you.” He held her gaze, looked sincere.
Annie decided to believe him. “Me too.”
Matt smiled. “You know what I really love on the morning after?”
His utter sexiness curled her toes, stole her breath. “What’s that?”
“Morning-after sex.” He waggled his brows and reached for a condom.
Epilogue
Annie finished her third glass of wine. It had been almost a week since her night with Matt and Peter and she’d been sleeping alone. Even so, she could feel the touch of their strong hands, the taste of their skin, the sound of their erotic words. Memories kept her awake at night, tossing and turning, restless. Needy.
She’d had no contact with Matt that week, but that was how it usually went. Days would go by when she would never see him, and then all of a sudden it seemed as if he was everywhere. She’d made an effort that week to run into him, coming and going when she thought he would be, lurking in the laundry room, the parking lot. No luck.
Well, she had seen him one time. Looking out her apartment window one evening, she saw Matt with Peter in the lot. The two of them got into Peter’s pickup and drove off. She wanted to think that they were just going to grab dinner or something. After all, it was a work night.
Face it, Annie. They were probably looking for women. Much as she wanted to believe it, she hadn’t made such an impact on their lives that they were going to give up other women. She hadn’t made that much of an impression on Matt that he would be beating down her door. Even if he had been sweet, acting as if he were totally taken with her. What a sap I am.
Tired and a little tipsy, Annie got into bed and pulled the covers over her. Eleven p.m. Friday night. Alone. Loser.
As tired as she was, it was a long time before she fell asleep. In her mind she saw Matt moving over her, felt him plunging inside her. She pictured herself riding Matt while Peter moved behind her. She shivered at the thought. It was all Matt—showering next to her, his face buried between her thighs, the delicious weight of him on top of her. Annie clutched at the linens, could practically feel him next to her. Finally fell asleep.
Even in sleep, she couldn’t escape him. There was warmth all around her, the touch of his palm on her back, sliding down to cup her ass. She shivered at the touch of his tongue on her nape, the nip of his teeth. When he pushed his fingers inside her to probe the depths of her aching pussy, Annie whimpered with need. “Matt.”
“I’m right here, Annie.”
Oh thank God. Annie froze, waking up from her delicious dream. Realizing it wasn’t just a dream. Matt was actually right there. In bed with her. Touching her. Kissing her.
“Matt?” She rolled over to face him. The moonlight revealed his sparkling eyes, his sexy grin. “Hi,” she said, both thrilled that he was there and curious as to why. Six days had gone by without a word from him and now here he was, naked in bed with her.
“Hi yourself.” He leaned in and kissed her.
Annie kissed him back, tried to dispel her questions. Unsuccessfully. “Hey. What are you doing here?”
“Yeah, uh, sorry about that. Ya know, using your key to let myself in.” Matt brushed her hair off her face. “I couldn’t help it. I missed you.”
Annie’s heart fluttered, warmth flooding her body. “I missed you too.” She smiled, threaded her fingers through his hair and pulled him to her. Their lips met hungrily and she opened her mouth to him. Tasting faintly of mint, his tongue brushed over hers. She sighed into his mouth as he moved over her, pinning her to the bed.
“Damn, Annie.” His cock was hard and rubbed deliciously on her mound. “I’m sorry I haven’t been around but I’ve had a busy week. I haven’t been able to get you out of my head though. I can’t stop thinking about you, how sweet you are, how sexy, how responsive.”
She shivered as he kissed her neck, her breasts. His words were stunning and amazing and she so wanted to believe them. She didn’t want to think that he said the same things to other women. She didn’t want to be just another one of his women.
Desire and emotion roiled inside her and she clasped his head as he licked and sucked her sensitive nipples. It was all too good, too perfect, but she went with it—even as he reached for a condom to cover himself. Even as their gazes met while Matt settled between her thighs, rubbing his cock in her wet flesh. But then her brains finally won out over her hormones. “Wait,” she gasped. “Stop, Matt.”
“Say what? Stop?” He froze, a look of utter confusion clouding his gorgeous features. He took some deep breaths through his mouth. “What’s wrong, Annie?”
“It’s just that…” She shook her head slowly, squirming beneath him. “After last weekend, I haven’t heard from you. I mean, it was amazing, and I’m a big girl and everything. I can take it if it was just a one-night stand. So why are you here now?”
Matt tilted his head, narrowed his eyes. “Did you want just a one-night stand?”
Annie hesitated, unsure of the right response. She knew what she felt in her heart, but she didn’t know if that was what he wanted to hear. The look of uncertainty in his eyes warmed her, gave her courage. She needed to tell him what she wanted from him. If he didn’t feel the same way, then at least she’d had one night of crazy-hot sex with Matt Howard.
“No,” she said. “I didn’t want a one-night stand.”
He smiled, rotating his hips, the tip of his cock teasing her aching pussy. Then he froze. “Wait a minute. When you said you didn’t want a one-night stand, are you saying you didn’t want what happened last weekend? Or are you saying you wanted more than what happened last weekend?”
Annie allowed herself a moment of sadistic pleasure before answering. But just a moment. She flattened her palm on his chest. “I’m saying I wanted more than a one-night stand.”
Matt nodded, his eyes blazing. “Good.” He eased the tip of his cock inside her, made slow circles with his hips. “So what about Peter?”
“What about him?” Annie gasped, toes curling at the exquisite sensations. She had certainly delighted in their ménage but she had no emotional investment in Peter Nash.
“Well, here’s the thing, Annie.” The muscles in his arms quivered as he hovered over her. “Pete and I have shared some women, but only for one night.” He moved a little deeper.
Annie fought the desire to pump her hips and take him all the way inside her. She wanted Matt to take her. “Just one night?”
“Yep.” He rolled his head, groaning. “Damn, you feel good.”
“Mmm-hmm.” Her palms itching, she planted them flat on the bed. She was so ready to get fucked, it was nearly impossible to focus on what he was saying. “So…uh, one night?”
“Mmm, yeah. You’re the first woman I’ve come back to, wanted more from.”
“Really?” Her toes curled into the mattress, her heart pounding triple time.
“Really. In fact, I’ve wanted you for a long time. I had some mixed feelings about letting Peter have you.”
“’Letting’ him have me?” Annie licked her upper lip. “So I had no choice in this?”
Matt huffed out a laugh. “Of course you did. What I’m trying to tell you is I was jealous.” He moved one more agonizing inch deeper. “I want you in my life, Annie. But just you.”
Digesting his words, she wanted to jump for joy. But she couldn’t resist a little teasing push. “I want you in my life too. Does that mean Peter won’t be joining us again?”
He tilted his head, assessing her. “S’that a deal breaker for you?”
“Afraid so.” Annie clutched his forearms, seeing stars as his cock drew circles
in her tight cunt.
Matt froze for a moment and then resumed the swiveling motion of his hips. “Well, if that’s what I’ve gotta do to have you, maybe we could work something out. Do you want him with us every time we fuck?”
Wait. What? Desire and physical response had muddled her brain. Not the best time to be teasing him. “No, no. I meant to say it was a deal breaker if Peter would be joining us. I want only you.” The tension in her belly ratcheted up at his knowing smile.
“Good, that’s good,” he said. “We’re going to have so much fun, Annie.”
“Mmm.” She had no doubt about that. Her body was electrified, on fire. When he finally moved all the way inside her, she would come. Desperate, she looked pleadingly at him, her vision blurred by passion.
“Fuck.” He thrust hard, moving in as deep as he could go.
“Aaah.” Annie exploded, her body pulsing on his cock, the sensation slowly rolling over her in waves of ecstasy. He held utterly still inside her, and Annie rode out her orgasm until it started to leach away. Her vision sharpened and she looked at Matt, the twinkle in his eye reflecting sexy confidence.
“I love how you come for me, Annie.” He pumped his hips, his cock creating a delicious friction with her super-sensitive pussy walls. “Yep, we are going to have so much fun.”
“We are,” she agreed, her response stirring again. “It might kill us.”
Matt reached down to caress her calves before pulling her legs up and folding them against her chest. Suddenly his already big cock felt impossibly huge inside her. He fucked her hard and fast, wrenching another quick, intense orgasm from her. “Yep, it might kill us.” Still hard, he fucked her slowly now, letting her catch her breath. “But what a way to go.”
About Christie Butler
Christie Butler was born in the Midwest and has lived there ever since. In her spare time, Christie enjoys reading, travel, good food and quality time with her lovable dog. She is a lifelong avid reader with a fertile imagination and, despite a full-time career, she has recently chosen to write down some stories of her own.
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Table of Contents
Blurb
Title Page
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Epilogue
About Christie Butler
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