He reaches up for me and I collapse into his arms, panting for breath. He kisses my forehead as I lay beside him with my head on his chest. I run my nails slowly up and down his abs, relishing the rock hard feeling of them.
I never want this moment to end. I can feel my eyes starting to close as I lay still, listening to Matt’s rhythmic breathing. I relax and let sleep take me.
Chapter Sixteen
Callie
I wake up to Matt’s gentle kiss. It takes me a moment to work out where the hell I am, but it soon comes flooding back to me. We’re in a hotel room. And we had the most mind blowing marathon of sex of my life before I passed out, exhausted from my orgasms. Matt made me come and come and come, and it looks like we’re heading for round two. No complaints here.
I reach up and push my hands into Matt’s hair as he kisses me.
He pulls back and smiles down at me. “We should go.”
“Go? What time is it?” I ask.
“Almost seven. Do you have class today?”
“What day is it?” I ask, still a little confused.
“Friday.” Matt smiles.
“Shit,” I say, sitting up. “Yeah. I have a class in a couple of hours.” I get up off the bed, as much as I want to stay there with Matt. I begin to collect up my clothes and put them on.
Matt makes no effort to move.
“Are you enjoying the show?” I ask with a grin.
“Oh yeah,” Matt grins back at me. “But I have to say, I think I’d enjoy it more if those clothes were coming off instead of going on.”
“We’ll have to see what we can do about that after work tonight.” I grin.
“Deal.” Matt nods.
He finally moves only when I’m fully dressed again.
It’s my turn to watch the show, and a fine show it is.
All too soon though, Matt is fully clothed. “Come on, I’ll call a cab and drop you off.”
I nod and he makes the call. We head downstairs and Matt checks us out and we go to wait on the curb for the Uber.
“So I was thinking maybe tonight we could spend the night at your place,” I say.
“We’ll see,” he says, not looking at me.
I was right. He isn’t as into me as I am him, and he wants this to be a casual thing. I’m really not sure I can do that. I’m kind of an all or nothing sort of a girl. But can I walk away from sex like that? “Why have I never been to your place? Do you have your ex-wife’s body under the patio or something?” I ask, keeping my tone light.
“Yeah that’s exactly it. What gave it away?” Matt jokes.
I laugh, but I feel like crying and I realize I’m not ready to let this go. “Seriously, why do we never go to your place Matt? Is it because you want to keep me at arm’s length? Am I just a booty call to you?”
“Are you fucking kidding me Callie? You think that’s all you are to me?”
“I don’t know,” I say, looking down at the ground, suddenly too embarrassed to meet his eye.
Matt reaches out and gently touches my chin, pushing my head up until I have no choice but to look at him. “You are mine Callie. I meant that. I really do care for you. Just about my place… it’s complicated.”
I can see the genuine look in his eye as he says he cares for me. I really want to believe this is real. I really think it is real. But I know he’s still hiding something from me. I open my mouth to demand he tell me what it is once and for all, but before I can find the words, our Uber pulls up.
We get in and sit at opposite ends of the seat, both of us looking out of the window. I can’t have this conversation with him in the back of an Uber, but I don’t know what else to say to him. What else matters?
I feel warmth on my hand and I glance down to see Matt has wrapped my fingers in his. I glance at his face and he smiles sadly at me. The hurt on his face tells me that his feelings are real. And the rest?
Well, we can deal with that later.
I shuffle closer to him and he looks relieved as he gently lets go of my hand and wraps his arm around my shoulders. I rest my head on his shoulder, my hand on his knee. We ride the rest of the way to my dorm that way.
“See you tonight,” I say as I get out of the Uber. “Thanks for the ride.”
He grabs my hand through the window and pulls me towards him.
Laughing, I bend down and kiss him.
“See you tonight,” he agrees. “I’ll be counting down the minutes.”
The Uber pulls away, leaving me with more questions than answers and a whole fucking host of feelings that I fear will lead to me getting very hurt. How the hell did I get myself into this mess?
Chapter Seventeen
Callie
Friday’s at school normally fly by. They’re busy days with back to back lectures and the promise of the weekend looming closer helps to pass the day as well. But today has dragged by. I feel like I’ve lived a week for every hour that’s passed. Even the interesting lectures felt like a drag. And it’s all Matt’s fault, because I just can’t get him out of my head.
It doesn’t help that every time I forget myself and move too quickly, I feel a throb through my tender clit. My pussy feels bruised, battered in the
