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Matthew latched his mouth on to my clit, sucking on the bundle of nerves in long pulls, drawing out my pleasure until I was on the precipice of coming, and then slowing down, making me whimper in need.
He flattened his tongue along my pussy hole, dipping it in and pulling it out, pushing it back in and retreating. He did this over and over again, fucking me with that muscle before flattening it again and drawing it up my center and back to my clit.
I was mindless with desire, my lust so potent it was like a living entity inside of me. I was crying, tears falling out of the corners of my eyes as the pleasure continued to soar higher, until I felt like I was drifting above everyone and everything.
He hummed, those vibrations setting me off, having me explode for him.
I cried out as I came, heard his harsh grunt against me, and felt the mattress slightly moving. I knew he was pressing his dick against it, dry humping it.
My legs closed slightly, his head blocking them from touching. I kept him between my thighs, his relentless mouth working me over until I was too sensitive for more. I begged, pleaded, and whimpered for him to stop.
He pulled back and crawled up my body and I forced my eyes open, staring into his, unable to draw enough oxygen into my lungs. And then he kissed me, stroking his tongue along the seam of my lips before plunging inside and making me taste myself on him.
By the time he pulled back I was a withered mess, my body like putty for him, pliable. Every synapsis in my brain fired at once.
He moved to the side and pulled me close so we were chest to chest, the semi-stiff outline of his erection pressing against my belly. I reached between us and started stroking his length through the material, and then came across the saturated part of his briefs, right where his cock head was. I sucked in a breath as I realized what had happened.
He gripped my chin with his thumb and forefinger as he stared into my eyes. “You see what you do to me?” He leaned in and kissed me softly. “You’re so fucking hot, so perfect, that you getting off for me had me coming in my fucking underwear like I’m some inexperienced teenager.”
He kissed me harder than before and I melted against him. The fact that I could make Matthew lose that much control gave me a wave of power. I felt it move through every single part of my body. This wasn’t just a passing fling. I knew that with certainty, felt it.
This was an all-consuming love that would only get stronger with time.
This was a forever kind of thing.
18
Ivy
“Ivy, anyone in there?”
I blinked a few times, the end of my pencil in my mouth as I turned and looked at Georgia. She sat across from me on one of the outside picnic benches on school property. The sun was shining, the weather was perfect, and my mind was on one thing.
Matthew.
I thought about everything we’d done together, how he made me feel. I thought about how he’d taken my virginity, how I was still pleasantly sore between my thighs. That thought had heat rushing to my face and I cleared my throat, setting my pencil down and trying to act like my mind wasn’t in the gutter.
The way Georgia lifted a dark brow told me I probably wasn’t playing this off as well as I had hoped.
“What are you thinking about, girl?” She wagged her eyebrows.
A gust of wind picked up and blew some of our lunch trash around the table. We scrambled to pick it up, a small reprieve for me from having to attempt to give her part of the truth. I didn’t think I could actually be honest with her about it all, couldn’t tell her how I felt, that I was in love with my uncle. I trusted her, but I was afraid.
Maybe too afraid.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” The genuine concern in Georgia’s voice was clear.
I didn’t want to be ashamed or afraid. And a part of me wanted to just come clean. This secret weighed heavily on me, was eating me up inside.
I looked into her eyes, knowing that I had to trust her with this, that she’d always had my back. If I couldn’t be honest with my best friend, then who could I be honest with?
And so I’d just say it.
“I’m in love, Georgia.” Those words spilled from me effortlessly and it felt so good getting them out to someone other than Matthew. Her eyes widened a bit and then she grinned.
“Seriously?” She leaned forward. “Who is it? Does he go to our school? What’s his name? Do I know him?” She fired off the questions one by one and I felt my nerves climb higher.
