Page 59 of Big Girl Panties

And I shattered. Not just physically, but something deeper, some wall I'd built between pleasure and vulnerability cracked open, leaving me exposed in ways I hadn't anticipated.

"Matt," His name escaped me, part prayer and part revelation.

My thighs tightened around his face, my body no longer under my control. His answering growl vibrated against me, the sound primal and possessive, and that vibration was all it took to push me higher, into territory I hadn't known existed.

I couldn't breathe. Didn't want to. My lungs seized, holding air hostage, until finally my gasp broke free through the knot in my throat.

"Ho… Holy fuuuuuck." My body twitched, slowly releasing each muscle one at a time as I came down from the most amazing high I'd ever had.

He pushed up, straightening his arms. "You taste even better than I imagined," he licked his lips. A warmth flooded my cheeks when he brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them between his lips, licking them clean. The gesture was so dirty, so erotic, so fucking hot.

My breathing was a little more even as he shifted on the bed. I thought for a moment he was leaving, but the sound of foil tearing echoed through the quiet room. I lifted to my elbows as he shoved down his boxers, freeing himself. My eyes widened as he rolled the condom down his length, stretching the latex.

He dropped to his hands. "I want you," he rasped as he climbed up, dragging his lips over my flesh. "More than I've ever wanted anyone."

He kissed my neck, jaw, cheek, and before I could take a full breath, his mouth crashed against mine. I gasped, my eyes fluttered as he slid his thick cock through my soaking wet flesh, letting the wide tip stroke my clit.

I tore my mouth from his as he positioned himself at my entrance. My hands curled around his ribs, and my legs spread wider, preparing for the welcomed invasion.

"Please," I moaned, bucking my hips forward, desperate to feel him inside me. I moaned and my fingers curled into his skin as he pushed into me in one long, deep thrust. He groaned, pausing for a minute, his cock throbbing inside me.

He dropped his lips to my ear, kissing and nipping. "Fuck," he grunted, grinding his hips into mine, and I lifted my hips, willing him deeper. "You feel so fucking good."

A deep rumble vibrated in his chest as I pulled my knees a little higher. I needed more. And as if he knew exactly what I wanted, he slid his cock out slowly and pushed back in faster, harder.

He pressed his mouth to mine, swallowing my moans as he continued to pump in and out of me until I was dancing on the edge of ecstasy.

Our bodies were slick with sweat, and when his cock flexed, my pussy clenched around him. Our moans mixed, our breathing shifting into short pants. Every muscle in my body tightened.

"Come for me, baby," he breathed against my lips. "I need you to come all over my cock."

His words, his touch, the feeling of him moving inside me, all became too much. My back arched off the bed as my fingernails curved into his skin. The tension that had been building shattered, and I cried out as I came so hard I saw stars. He froze deep inside me, his entire body tensing as he exploded.

We lay like that for a long moment, silently catching our breaths.

I had never felt something so intense, so mindblowing, ever in my life, and I wanted to do it again and again and again for the rest of it.

Chapter 23

Teacher’s Pet

Matt and I were both early risers, which was something I wasn't used to. Even my best friend was a night owl and most definitely not a morning person.

"Are you sure it's okay for me to come with you?" I followed Matt through his mostly dark house into his kitchen. He flipped on two soft lights that hung over the island in the center of the kitchen. "I don't want to mess up your routine."

It was before sunrise, and Matt was trying to keep to his schedule, and I wanted to go with him. I wanted to learn more about him and his life.

He froze and spun around to me. "Can I tell you a secret?" His large hands curled around my hips, covered in clothes I'd borrowed from him. Smiling, I nodded. "I hate working out alone." He dropped his lips to mine. "Working out with a partner is always better." I couldn't fight the corners of my lips curling up as he kissed me quickly before releasing my hips and strolling toward the fridge.

"Can I tell you a secret?" He glanced back as he pulled open the door, his brows lifting with curiosity. "I've only been to the gym once. I hated it. I felt like everyone was staring, and I was uncomfortable the entire time."

He grabbed two bottles of water and closed the fridge. "I can promise you won't feel that way at my gym." The corner of his lips curled into a smirk. "Well, I might stare. I will probably stare, but it's only because I like looking at you."

I laughed, but I knew that wasn't something he could promise. He couldn't control how people acted around me.

"Are you ready?"

"Let's do this."