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Liza fell over first, her back arching, the tight constriction of her pussy his undoing.
He pushed inside her once, twice, three times more, and then he threw himself over the cliff with her, their bodies still connected, though now slick with sweat.
Matt drew in several deep breaths, then placed a million little kisses all over her face and neck before twisting to the side, pulling her with him until her head was cushioned on his chest.
The two of them lay in silence for a long time, though he could tell she wasn’t asleep. Like him, it seemed as if she was lost in her thoughts.
After twenty minutes or so, Liza lifted her head to look at him. “That was incredible.”
Matt smiled. “Every time with you is…” He paused, trying to find a big enough word, then decided hers worked just fine. “Incredible.”
“I have to admit, sleeping with you is a far cry from my humble sexual beginnings.”
Matt chuckled. “Rough start?”
“I lost my virginity in the backseat of Rory Jensen’s ancient Honda Civic.”
“Romantic,” Matt teased.
Liza giggled. “Not in the slightest. Rory had zero game when it came to sex, which was a shame because he was hot as hell.”
“Nice to know you’re not one of those shallow women who places value on appearances.”
Liza ran her fingertip from his sternum to his belly button. “At seventeen, looks were a very important factor, and Rory had that California surfer look complete with blond hair, blue eyes, and dimples going for him.”
“You lost your virginity to Ken. Got it.” Matt followed his joke up with a wink.
“Tease all you want, but I bet your first time was in the back of a limo with some bleach-blonde, big-boobed Barbie wannabe.”
Once again, Liza had unwittingly found a way to lead their conversation down an unsavory path. “Not exactly.”
When he didn’t offer more, Liza took a subtler, more patient approach. “How old were you when you lost your virginity?”
“Fifteen.”
“Seems pretty young. High school girlfriend?”
Matt shook his head. “No. She was actually older than me.”
He could see he’d piqued Liza’s curiosity. “How much older?”
“Twenty-four.”
Liza’s eyes widened. “Um. I’m pretty sure that’s illegal.”
“Only if someone reports it as a crime. Considering my dad set it up, it wasn’t likely anyone was going to jail.”
Liza remained quiet, her gaze locked on his face, letting the dust settle on his confession. “Maybe you could fill in some blanks on that story.”
“Which blanks?” he asked.
“All of them.”
“I told you that my after-school hours were spent with my dad, except for football practices and games in the fall, so I didn’t have a lot of time for dating. My father had very definite ideas about when certain things should happen in my life. I think he just basically looked at the ages when he started doing shit and decided I should follow suit. So, at thirteen, I was forced out of my ‘child’ stage. At fifteen, Dad thought I should learn about sex, so he set me up with his mistress at the time.”
Liza’s mouth fell open, and Matt couldn’t resist pushing his finger beneath her chin to close it. “Don’t look so scandalized, Ms. Moretti.”
“Your dad had a mistress, and he got her to tutor you in sex?”
