The Experiment by Hart Megan

Author:Hart, Megan
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Chaos
Published: 2020-04-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

She was usually there before him, so when Matt opened the door and found the session room empty, his stomach hit the floor. The door swung closed silently behind him. He took a few steps into the room, looking, but there wasn’t any place for her to hide, even if she were trying to.

She wasn’t coming.

The thought should not have made him want to kick something, but it did. It was just a stupid psych experiment, right? It wasn’t like he couldn’t find some other chick to make out with, hell, someone who’d want to fuck him just because she wanted to, not for money or for an experiment or whatever. He could go to any party at the frat house and pick up a freshman just dying to get into an older guy’s pants…

The door opened behind him. Matt turned, heart thudding, sure it would be Randy or Ada, telling him he could go home.

It was Melissa.

She was in his arms in about two seconds, her mouth open beneath his, her arms around him. Matt wasn’t sure if he kissed her first, or she kissed him, only that when he put his hands on her ass and pulled that she jumped at the same time.

Nothing like this ever happened in real life. No woman had ever jumped into his arms, wrapped her legs around him, sucked on his tongue so sweetly he thought he might come from just that alone. But here he was with an armful of soft, sweet-smelling woman and his cock was already hard enough to drill brick.

No, not woman. Melissa. His arms and mouth and body were covered in Melissa, and that, Matt realized with something close to amazement, was the difference.

“I thought you weren’t going to show,” he said against her mouth as he back-stepped them both toward the bed they’d never yet even sat on.

“I was running late, I’m sorry.” She clung to him, eyes bright.

In seconds they were on the bed, Melissa on top of him, straddling his hard-on. His hands went to her hips. She leaned over him, her hair falling down around them, shielding their faces. She kissed him slow, but fiercely, her tongue stroking his.

Tonight had been designated as “petting,” a term he’d found ridiculous when he read it on the sheet but now could think of no better way to describe it. Petting, stroking, touching…he wanted to do all those things with Melissa. There were still restrictions. Over the clothes touching only, had been spelled out, for one. He’d laughed when he read that, but wasn’t laughing now.

Matt reached up to gather her hair behind her in a loose ponytail he grasped in his fist. “Melissa.”

“Mmmm?” She was smiling.

How had he ever thought the size of her tits could possibly matter? How could he ever have thought that just the fact she had tits could make him want to have sex with her? In just four days, everything he’d ever thought about sex had been turned upside down and sideways.

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