Maybe Matt's Miracle (19 page)

“
Looking at my face, I’m sure,” I tease. “Was I drooling?”

“
Nope.” She shakes her head. “Down there. It looked at me first,” she says.

“
I told him about that shit,” I gripe. “Dicks never listen. Just ask any man. He’ll tell you the same.”

She giggles against my chest. “You always wake up so ready?”

I lift my head and look down at her. “Usually, yeah,” I admit. “It’s a guy thing.”

“
And I thought it was just for me.”

“
Well, no one else is getting him,” I say. “So, that would apply.” I squeeze her naked bottom in my hand, and she yelps.

“
Apparently, I have a lot to learn about men,” she says.

“
Thank God I’m willing to teach you.” I growl as I hook an arm around her waist and flip her over so that I’m above her. I look down into her face, and my heart skips a beat. I want inside her so bad I can taste it, but I’m afraid to rush it.

I know what it’s like to have meaningless sex, and I’m afraid she does, too. This isn’t meaningless. At least not for me. This is so much more, and I want to savor every second. I also want to be sure she’s feeling as strongly for me as I’m feeling for her. If there’s anyone who could break my fucking heart, it’s her. She’s everything I ever wanted.

“
You’re sure you’re in love with me, right?” I ask as I dip my head to kiss her.

She murmurs against my lips. “As sure as I can be.”

I lift my head. “What does that mean?” I brace my elbows on either side of her head and use my thumbs to brush her hair from forehead, sweeping across the delicate arch of her brow.

“
I’m still learning what all this is about,” she says. “I don’t fully understand it, and I wasn’t looking for it. I don’t know how to analyze it.”

“
I don’t know how to take that,” I admit.

“
I just… I know I haven’t ever felt this way about anybody, particularly not this fast. And I’m scared, Matt. I’m terrified. But I like this. I like these feelings, as much as I dislike them.” She bites her lower lip between her teeth. “Can I tell you something?”

“
You can tell me anything.” I scoot down so that I can touch my lips to her neck. It’s there and it’s so pretty and soft against my lips. She smells like citrus and soap, and I love every inch of her. I am enamored with the wet parts, and I rock my hips so that I can slide against her heat. She gasps and arches her hips to meet me.

“
You’re the only one I needed today after I left my mom. You’re the one who makes me feel safe. I think I can tell you anything and you won’t judge. You dropped everything at Reed’s just to come with me, you listened to me, and then you took care of me until I fell asleep on you.” She winces. “Sorry about that.”

I chuckle against her skin. “Are you kidding? I enjoyed that as much as you did.”

“
But you didn’t even…” She blushes, and she’s so pretty that she makes my belly flip.

“
I can get off anytime. Getting you off,” I tell her, “that was a dream come true.” I cup her breast in my hand and plump it gently. It’s barely a handful, but it’s mine and I am already in love with it. In fact, I plan to spend a lot more time with it. Along with other slippery parts of her. I take her nipple into my mouth and abrade it with the flat of my tongue. She squirms beneath me, and if she moves one more inch, I’ll be inside her.

“
Matt,” she says, her voice quivering. Her legs come up to wrap around my hips, and I notch my dick at her cleft. It know it’s risky, but I want to bump the head of my dick against her clit and see if she’ll get even wetter for me.

Her eyes fall closed, and her head turns to the side. A shiver trembles up her spine, and I rock my hips. “I think you like that piercing you were so scared of a minute ago,” I say quietly beside her ear. Her eyes fly open.

“
That’s what that is?” she whispers.

“
Well, I take all the credit if you really like it,” I whisper, and I drag through her heat again. She trembles in my arms.

“
Matt, please,” she says.

“
Condom?” I ask. She points to her bedside table, and I reach for it. I really don’t want to leave her because she feels so fucking good I can barely stand it.

“
We need one?” she asks. I sit up on my knees so I can roll it on, and she lies there in the light of day, all exposed and pink and so fucking perfect.

“
It would take a miracle for me to get you pregnant,” I say. But I do need it because if there’s no barrier between me and her, I’m going to go off the second I get inside her. So I roll it down my shaft and hope I can last long enough for her.

She giggles. “Because I want all the children in the whole wide world. Every last one. My three are definitely not enough.”

My heart stalls. I fall down beside her instead of on top of her. She rolls toward me.

“
What’s wrong?” she asks.

“
Don’t joke about that,” I say. “If you want more kids, you had better tell me now because I can’t give you any.” My heart’s beating like I just ran a mile, and I am afraid that it’s going to shatter like the glass vase I broke when I was six. There were pieces of it everywhere. I worry for her health if that happens. She’ll get stabbed. Oh fuck. I throw my arm over my eyes.

Sky climbs on top of me, kind of like she did earlier, her thighs bracketing my hips, her hands on my chest. She kisses through the dusting of hair on my chest. “I’m sorry I ruined it,” she says quietly. She lays her face on my chest and rests the weight of her slight little body on me fully. She’s warm and soft and…wet? I look down and see her wiping a tear from her eye.

Shit. I fucked it all up. “I didn’t mean to make you cry,” I say quietly.

“
I’m not crying for me, you dummy,” she says. She smacks my hands away when I try to wipe her tears.

“
Then why the fuck are you crying?” I ask.

“
I was crying for you,” she whispers.

Shit. She can undo me so easily. “Because I can’t have kids?”

She snorts. “Because you want kids.” She grins. “I just happen to have three, Matt. I can share them with you, if you’ll let me.”

Well, I’d planned to do that anyway. She wiggles on top of me, and she’s so wet and warm that I can’t keep from grinding up into her.

“
You ever going to show me what that piercing can do? You said it’s magical, right?”

I take her hips in my hands and put her right where I want her. “Sit up a little bit so I can get to stuff,” I say.

“
You calling my girly parts
stuff
?” she asks. But she’s not crying anymore. She’s laughing.

I reach down between us and lift my dick, pointing it toward the center of her. She’s wet against my fingertips when I test her to see if she’s ready for me. She’s ready. I push inside her and she stills, her breaths stopping.

“
Okay?” I ask.

Her eyes close, and she puts her weight on her palms, which she lies flat on my chest. She spreads her legs a little wider and slides down the length of me so, so, so slowly.

“
Little bit more,” I coax. My breath is choppy, and I can barely speak.

“
There’s more?” she grits out.

I look between us. “Yep.” I laugh.

She bounces rather indelicately, and I lift my hips at the same time. I disappear inside her, and all I can see is where her naked skin meets mine.

“
God, I hope that’s all of it,” she says. But she’s smiling. She’s all silky and soft and hot and so fucking mine.

“
Don’t move.”

“
Why not?” she asks. Then she tilts her hips and lifts up, and I can see where we’re joined. I’m all wet and shiny with her, and then she falls, taking me back inside.

Sky balances on her hands so she can speed up and slow down as she rides me. Her perfect tits bounce as she finds a rhythm, so I sit up a little to taste them.

She gives me a second but then pushes me back down to lie flat. “Let me love you, Matt,” she says.

I lift my hands and lace them behind my neck. It’s been a really long time since I’ve done this, but I can see that she’s already close. Her thighs shake, and her rhythm grows shaky. “I want you to come,” I say.

Sky takes one hand from my chest and parts her lower lips with it, circling her clit. I push her hand to the side and replace it with mine, catching her clit between my thumb and forefinger. I squeeze gently as she rides me, and her breaths start to catch.

My balls are trying to climb up my throat, but she’s close. I know I won’t have to wait long when her back arches and her head falls, when her body is racked by trembles. She squeezes my dick inside her, her walls milking me. But I don’t stop. I push her through it until she collapses on my chest, spent.

I roll her over and pull her leg up to her chest, tilting her bottom a little higher. Her eyes fall closed as sensations sweep her body, and I lunge once, twice, three times. Then I’m coming inside her. I let her leg fall so I can put my arms under her shoulders and clutch her to me. She turns her head and presses her lips to my neck, and the trembles rack me, too. I groan as I come inside her, and she meets my thrusts until being inside her becomes painful. I have to stop. I pull out of her with a hiss, and when I roll to move off her, she stops me with a hand in mine. “Don’t go,” she says.

“
I’m not leaving.” I go to her bathroom and dispose of the condom, then wipe off. I go back to the bed and draw her across me, her head finding that spot that was made for her where my neck meets my shoulder.

“
You were right,” she says over a giggle. She’s laughing in my arms. Since when did sex become funny? I lift my head to look down at her.

“
What was I right about?”

“
Your piercing is magical.” She laughs out loud, but she’s soft and warm and sated in my arms. And nothing ever felt so right.

“
That was my dick,” I say, and I slap her bottom.

She pouts, her lower lip sticking out. “Ow.” She sits up and kisses me, looking into my eyes. “Just for that, I’m going to make you prove it to me later.”

“
I’ll prove it to you right now,” I growl as I reach for a new condom and roll her over.

She squeals, laughs, and parts her thighs for me. God, I’m in love with everything about her.

Skylar

“
Would you stop fidgeting?” Seth murmurs to me, rolling his eyes as he knocks on the door of Matt’s apartment.

I smooth my shirt. “Do I look all right?” I ask.

He rolls his eyes again and shoots me an exasperated grin. “The only complaint Matt might have is that you have too many clothes on.” He snorts.

“
Seth!” I scold. He really shouldn’t talk about things like that.

“
What?” he asks. He throws up his hands. “He’s used to you greeting him in your jammies at the door is all I meant. He might not know what to do with you in clothes.”

His face turns red when he realizes what he just said.

“
Never mind,” he grunts. He knocks again. The door flies open, and one of Matt’s younger brothers motions us forward. The room is completely full of people, but I think most of them are Matt’s brothers.

“
Which one are you?” Seth asks. That was a little rude, but I was curious, too.

“
I’m Sam,” he says. “The pretty one.”

He clasps hands with Seth the way men do. Then he opens his arms to me. I don’t know what to do.

“
Don’t touch my girl!” a voice yells from over by the TV. I look over and smile when I see Matt sitting on the floor in front of the sofa. He has a game controller in his hand, and he’s frantically working it.

“
Too late,” Sam teases. “You’re way over there, and she’s way over here all alone.” He wraps me up in his arms and squeezes. It probably looks a lot tighter than it feels. I think he’s just doing it to get a rise out of Matt.

“
Come take over for me, Seth,” Matt calls. He doesn’t stop the controller.

Seth arches my brow at me. “Go,” I say. He grins and goes to replace Matt on the floor. Matt passes him the controller, stopping for a second to watch him.

“
He’s going to kill all my men,” Matt says as he lumbers to his feet.

He walks toward me, and my heart starts to thump. It’s Friday, and I haven’t seen him since he left my apartment yesterday when I had to go get the girls from school. He had to work late last night, but he’s off tonight. I couldn’t tell him no when he called and invited us over.

Joey tugs on my hand, and I look down at her. “What’s wrong?” I ask.

“
I have to go potty,” she says.

Matt points toward the bathroom, and I go in that direction with her.
Sorry
, I mouth over my shoulder at Matt.

He grins and shrugs. “When you gotta go,” he says.

“
I can do it,” Joey says when I try to go in the bathroom with her. She shuts the door in my face.

“
Okay…” I say to myself.

 
I turn around and run directly into Matt’s chest. He grabs my elbows to steady me, and I find my nose against his shirt. And I like it there because he smells like Matt. And I like Matt. A lot. “You smell good,” I say quietly, my mouth against his chest.

He bends his head and nuzzles the side of my neck. “So do you,” he whispers. I tilt my head to give him better access.

Suddenly, there’s a loud cough directly behind us. Matt groans and lifts his head.

“
Would you knock it off?” he says.

Paul just laughs and nods toward Mellie, who is still holding my hand. “There are kids in the room, numbnuts,” he says. He reaches down, and I see a tiny blonde standing beside him.