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“I don’t want to hurt you, Summer.”
“It’s a bit late for that, isn’t it?”
He met my gaze and held it. Water dripped from his dark locks. A single droplet snaked down the side of his neck, and I traced it with my gaze. Now, I could lick it off. If he let me move without him carrying me everywhere.
“What do you mean by that?” he asked.
“I think you know what I mean,” I said.
I shouldn’t have brought it up. The past. Our past. It was difficult to ignore. We had a history. Most people didn’t, and I wanted nothing more than to forget about it, but this was tough.
“You’re talking about your v-card.”
“Talking about my v-card so close to V-day,” I said. “Tres romantique.”
He smirked at me. “Summer, you know that night was special for me. I just couldn’t hang around. It would’ve led to…bad things.”
“Heartbreak for me, right?”
“Maybe.”
“But not for you.” What was wrong with me? We’d said this would be physical. Why did I have to discuss this now? It was as if I wanted this to be over. It was too good to be true. Sexy, intelligent Matt who had taken my virginity and become this amazing protector figure wanted me. But just physically. Which aligned exactly with what I wanted too.
“I didn’t say I wouldn’t get heartbroken. It was just better for the both of us.” He shrugged, the water sloshing against the sides of the tub. “Besides,” he said, “I had already enlisted, and it was time for me to go.”
“I know that, but Matt. You didn’t say goodbye.” God, I was pathetic. It had been twelve years. I couldn’t hate this guy, shit, I obviously didn’t. He’d just eaten me out.
“I wanted it to be a clean break. And when I wrote you, you didn’t write back.”
The letters. Lord, I’d tried to forget the letters. There had been three, and he’d written to me about what was going on and how much fun he’d been having and asked if I was OK, and I had ignored them.
“I was hurt,” I said. “And I guess, I realized you were right too. It had to be a clean break.”
“I should have stayed a day longer,” he conceded. “And spoken to you about what happened. But shit, Summer, I was afraid of what it would mean for…everything. Emmy, you and me. You know what I’m talking about. I’m sorry I didn’t talk to you about it right away. Sorry I ran out.”
“Thank you,” I said, and a minor weight lifted off my shoulders. “Sorry I didn’t reply to your letters.”
“No hard feelings,” he said, “apart from, well—” Matt gestured to his dick. The mushroom tip peeked out of the water.
“Ha.” This was easy. It was fun. Talking to him, when my bestie wasn’t around, had always been like this. The words flowed between us, with jokes or sarcasm or general chatter. That was, of course, if I wasn’t caught up in wanting him like crazy.
“Tonight has been a good night,” Matt said. “Pizza and pussy.”
“Oh my god.” I laughed behind my hand. “You’re incorrigible.”
“Wait until you see what else I have planned for you tonight.”
“Tonight? What about now?”
“Now?” He looked down, lifting his eyes so he peered at me out from under his dark brows. It was the sexiest, most soul-capturing look I’d ever witnessed. “You’re too hurt.”
“I am not,” I said, lifting my leg out of the water. “See. I can move.”
“And what do you want, gorgeous? Some cock?”
I blushed and bit down on my lip. “Maybe.”
Matt swept forward in the bath, and some of the water spilled over the sides. He grabbed me around the waist with strong hands and arms and brought me to his chest. The tub was big enough that my legs fit easily on either side of him.
“There,” he said. “Now, I’m going to lower you onto my dick, and you’re going to sit still.”
“Is that what I’m going to do?” I tossed my head to one side, my hair falling over my shoulder. The cute look.
“Oh yeah. That’s what you’re going to do.” He grasped me around the waist with one arm and used his free hand to lift his dick. He positioned me, carefully, and my breaths came quicker and quicker. “You ready, Summer?”
“Fuck me,” I whispered. “Take me. I want it.”
“You’re so fucking sexy when you talk like that.”
I leaned in, pressing my breasts into his face. “Fuck me,” I whispered. “Please.”
Matt lavished my breasts with attention, sucking on my nipples, growling and nibbling. My pussy tightened and grew hot.
“Hurry, baby,” I whispered, grasping a handful of his hair.
He leaned back, grinning. “I thought we weren’t saying ‘baby.’ What’s that about?”
I stuck out my tongue at him. “I get to say it because—”
Matt brought me down on his dick before I could answer, and the end of the sentence turned into a moan.
