She wasn’t sure what to do with herself after that. Did she take her clothes off? Wait for Matty to do it? The thought of just stripping out of them made her feel too exposed, too suddenly bare. Besides, the idea of Matty helping her out of them, slowly, with those rough but careful hands, made heat curl low in her belly.
The last light went out, leaving only the soft glow of the night light in the hall. Matty’s silhouette came into view. Reese swallowed hard. They were really doing this. Her nerves fluttered so wildly it almost felt like fear, except beneath it was desire and aching that was impossible to ignore.
Matty walked toward her, and the closer she got, the harder Reese’s heart pounded. She was surprised it wasn’t echoing into the room. When she was finally within reach, Reese held out her hand. She needed to touch her. Needed to remind herself this was real, that Matty was here, that this was happening.
Her fingers trembled as she skimmed them up Matty’s taut arms. The muscles beneath her hands flexed, and something about that small response made Reese’s breath catch.
Matty’s hands went to her waist, pulling her in for another kiss. It was hotter than before and more confident but no less careful. Her lips pressed hard against Reese’s own, and it felt like Matty was thirsting to death and Reese was the last glass of water on earth. The need for her was everywhere, in every nip of her lip, every swipe of her tongue, every slow path her hands took over Reese’s body. Reese groaned into her mouth when one of those hands slid from her waist to her ass and gave a firm squeeze.
She felt Matty grin against her lips, which she returned. They pulled back.
“Why don’t we remove this so I can feel more of you?” Matty said, pinching the dress. Reese could just make out the action in the low light.
“Only if you do too.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Reese wished with all her might that she could see in the dark as Matty grabbed the bottom of her shirt and whipped it off, leaving her just in a dark sports bra. It hit the floor along with Reese’s stomach as Matty grabbed her hands, pressing them to the top of her jeans. “Help me with this?”
She couldn’t form words. Nothing came out of her mouth that had dropped open. Not even air. With shaking hands, she trailed her fingers over the soft belly above, then to the band, where it took her three tries to unbutton them but only one try to get the zipper down. The sound of it was impossibly loud in the quiet room.
Until Matty sucked in a breath as Reese pinched the band of the jeans and dropped down to tug them to the floor. Matty stared down at her, her breathing becoming more labored. Reese’s lower belly tightened while she rubbed her hands on Matty’s outer thighs, then pulled herself up using Matty’s hips.
The nerves that had made her hesitate earlier were now causing a delightful wave of anticipation to wash over her.
“Can I take this off?” asked Matty as she pinched the fabric of her dress once more.
“Yes.” All worry over her body from earlier was gone. Matty had made it clear she wanted her. The hungry look on her face when she suggested they move to the bedroom was basically a flashing billboard of desire.
The gentleness Matty used to remove the garment nearly undid Reese. There was something so careful in it, so reverent, that emotion rose sharp and sudden in her throat. Matty pressed her lips to Reese’s as she slowly lifted the dress, only breaking the kiss when the fabric reached her chest. Reese raised her arms and let it be pulled over her head, her pulse fluttering wildly. Then Matty’s mouth found her neck, placing soft kisses there as she drew her in close. Those rough hands skimmed over her bare skin with such tenderness that Reese didn’t feel exposed at all. She felt cherished. Every slow touch, every brush of callused fingers, made it seem as though Matty was trying to tell her, without words, just how beautiful she thought she was.
Matty guided her to the bed and onto her back. The care and time she took worshipping her with her mouth was dizzying. Matty seemed to be trying to memorize her body.
By the time Matty had reached around to unhook her bra, Reese wasn’t sure if she had ever been so turned on in her life. She could feel her arousal soaking clean through her panties as she trembled underneath Matty.
“This damn thing is in the way,” cursed Matty as she pulled at the bra.
Reese laughed at Matty’s annoyance but helped shimmy out of it. The coolness of the room hit her nipples immediately, but they were quickly warmed up by Matty’s mouth on one and her hand on the other. Moans began to escape her mouth while her hands found Matty’s head, where her fingers carded through the silky strands, pulling her closer.
Matty took her time giving each breast attention, causing Reese to begin panting with need. It was overwhelming to be so thoughtfully cared for.
Reese’s need for more was slowly driving her mad. With every swipe of tongue and nibble of teeth, her body burned to be touched somewhere else.
Reese let out a whiny moan, prompting Matty to chuckle against her nipple before letting it go with a wet pop. “You sound frustrated.”
“I am. I need more.”
Matty moved to kiss her lips, their bellies and breasts pressed together. “What do you like? Mouth, fingers, both?”
Her center ached painfully at the words. It was almost like she was being given a sexual menu. “Both.”
She could just make out Matty’s face brightening. “I was hoping that would be your answer.”
With swift movements, Matty was hooking her fingers into the band of Reese’s panties. “I will say, I have been dreaming of putting my head between these beautiful thighs since I first saw you in leggings.” The panties went into the pile of clothing on the floor.
Matty groaned as she parted Reese’s thighs. She shivered, but she wasn’t sure if it was from the cool air hitting her arousal or Matty dragging her fingers down her thighs. It only increased as Matty lowered herself down.
She hummed praise against Reese’s skin while placing kisses from her knee down to the junction of her legs. “Mmm, looks like your thighs aren’t the only thick parts of you.”
