The Boy Next Door: Naughty To Do List (book 7) (A Hotwife In The City) by Mariah V. Fox

The Boy Next Door: Naughty To Do List (book 7) (A Hotwife In The City) by Mariah V. Fox

Author:Mariah V. Fox [Fox, Mariah V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Orange Rock Publishing
Published: 2019-11-21T00:00:00+00:00


The cool sheets send a tingle up my back as Matty lays me down across his bed, lips never leaving mine as he carried me up the stairs two at a time, both of us dripping pools of water on his hardwood floors.

This can’t be happening. I fantasized about this the entire first month I was in college. I’m pretty sure my roommate thought I was a sex fiend, I finger fucked myself so much. Seriously, I’d do it while she was out, I did it while she was sleeping, I even did it while we were watching a movie together when we should have been studying, and it was always Matty who brought it out of me.

He doesn’t ask permission before pulling the bathing suit top from my body, eyeing my breasts for a split second before he brings his mouth to them, hips moving with the rhythm of his tongue as he flicks across my nipples with such intensity that my pussy is slick with moisture immediately. I want to pant his name. I want him inside me, riding me like I know he wants to, like he’s wanted to since we were fifteen and had matching retainers.

Without a word, I reach for the ties to the bikini bottom, undoing both strings before he even knows what’s happening beneath him. I fling it to the floor and watch his eyes take me in, all of me. My whole body feels like it’s glowing under his gaze. This feels too good to be true. I finally get what I’ve wanted since the first time I kissed him under the crab apple tree that separates our yards.

For old time’s sake, Matty glides two fingers inside me, practically drooling as I hold his hand still and ride his fingers like I did in high school. Of course, at the time, he didn’t actually get to see where his hands were, he just slipped them up my shorts and went to town. Now, he gets to see me in all my waxed glory. One day, I might even get used to the waxers pulling out every hair on my lady bits instead of it feeling like an invasion of privacy every single time. I swear, Helga knows more about my labia than my own husband, and she only sees it once a month.

“Your body is fucking perfect,” he says, straight faced, though I swear it has to be a joke. “You feel like a wet dream. God, I want to fuck you so bad.”

The Matt Naverly I know couldn’t even bring himself to compliment my clothes, let alone my perfect body. Maybe he has grown up.

“Go for it,” I say, stopping my thrusts on his fingers abruptly so he gets the hint. I have a feeling he’d be content with his hands between my legs, but I need his cock inside me, preferably all night.

His swim shorts suddenly grow tighter as he stares at my body beneath him.

“I want you to fuck me,” I whisper, hoping to break him out of his trance.



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