Page 123 of Keep Me
My hips thrusted against his face, and I threaded my hands through his hair, holding him in place as my body took what it needed. I could hardly breathe when he pulled his fingers out of me and replaced them with his tongue while his nose grazed my clit. Sucking in air, I was on the edge of an orgasm for so long I was worried it would never come.
He moved his mouth away from me, and instead of replacing it, he kissed the top of my slit. It was nice but not in the place I needed it most. My clit was throbbing. My hips wanted to buck, but he held them down. Nothing about this was going the way I needed it to. There was no flick of the tongue on my clit. No finger pumping inside me. I was left with the whisper of hislips fanning my center. Close but not quite close enough. It was torture.
“Matty, I’m right there.” Being on the edge like this was verging on the side of painful. My body was clenching against nothing, and I wanted to come so badly, but I couldn’t until he touched me one more time. Then, without warning, he pulled away from me.
Cool air hit my wet pussy, a sting to my core.
“What the hell was that?” I cried without thinking, sitting up to look at him.
So close. I was so close.
I was breathing erratically, staring Matty down as he took me in. My body was overheated. My core burned with need, and I was two seconds away from leaving and dealing with the problem myself.
“You’re so pretty when you’re on the edge,” Matty said, his lips glistening with my essence before he licked it away. “I want to see it again.”
I cried out, gripping the mattress when he pushed two fingers inside me and curled them so they hit the right spot. My body fluttered with a new sensation. I couldn’t describe it, but I also couldn’t talk or think straight.
“Matty. What. Are. You. Doing?” My sentences were short, drawn-out moans in time to his fingers.
“Keeping you as close as possible for as long as possible.”
That was all he said before he dropped down and circled my clit with his tongue again.
It was too fast, and I was too far gone.
“Matty. I’m—”
That was all I got out before my climax hit me. I had no control over my hips as I rode Matty’s face. My hips rocked against his mouth as the slow hit of euphoria flowed through me. Wave after wave kept coming, and I almost felt bad that he would have totake his fingers away soon. I’d barely come down from my high when Matty crawled over me, propping himself above me with his hands on either side of my head.
He dropped a kiss on my lips as I opened my eyes.
“Take your jersey off.” I did as he said, pulling the fabric off my body, then unclasped my bra and tossed it to the side. “That’s the last time you’re going to wear a jersey that doesn’t have our last name on it.”
He kissed down my body, removing his shirt on his way, leaving our skin to brush against each other. I shivered in anticipation. It was finally happening. Our first time, and I was so ready to feel him inside me.
Matty pushed himself off the bed, pulled a condom out of his pocket, and flicked the foil packet. “It’s the one from Vegas. I’ve been walking around with this everywhere because I didn’t want us to miss out again.” He rested it on the sheets next to me, and I bit my bottom lip, holding back on what I wanted to say. Did we need that? We were married, after all, and I was almost certain it was going to be harder for me to get pregnant with PCOS. However, it didn’t feel like the right time to say anything since it’d taken so long to get here.
Matty pulled his sweats and boxers down and stood in front of me. With his hand wrapped around his thick, hard cock, he took me in like it was the first time he’d ever seen me like this, and when I saw a tiny bead of pre-cum on the tip of his dick, I couldn’t wait any longer.
Reaching down, I grabbed the condom and ripped it open. “Can we hurry this up? I just need to feel you inside me.”
I crawled over to him, and Matty groaned when I licked the pre-cum away and wrapped my hand around his shaft, pumping his cock slowly to prep him. I wanted him in my mouth again, but that would have to wait. We had other priorities. He held his cock at the base as I rolled the condom onto it, then moved hishand so it could go all the way down, and once it was in place, I gave his cock a few final strokes. Matty growled, pushing me back onto the mattress, and climbed over me.
Skin to skin, his cock was nestled against my center, getting wet from my arousal. I rolled my hips, not wanting to wait anymore, but Matty didn’t move at first.
“Are you sure you want this?” he asked, nuzzling his nose against mine before placing a soft kiss against my lips.
“I’ve never wanted anything more,” I whispered, gripping his arms as a form of encouragement.
He took a minute to readjust, then guided his cock to my entrance. I sighed even though he was only in an inch because it felt like a pressure had finally been released between us.
“I’ve waited so long for this,” he said, dropping his forehead against mine. “For us. To finally know how good it is to be inside you and feel your tight little pussy clench around me while I make you come.”
I tipped my chin up, gently kissing his lips and tasting my own arousal. “You’re all I’ve ever wanted, and I’m so happy we’re finally here.”
He caught my breath with a kiss as he pushed in until he was fully seated inside me. The prickle of pain dissipated as Matty and I took a moment to look at each other in awe. We were here. This was it. I’d never felt more whole than this moment.
“You doing okay?” he asked, the strain in his voice clear.
