𝐃𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 | 𝐁𝐗𝐁

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We devoted the next day to exploring the surroundings. 

Matt said that in addition to beautiful nature, Vermont also has good restaurants and bars. I felt like a lucky person. I did something bad, we literally jumped at each other last night, but I still don't feel guilty.

It's strange, but nothing is as it should be with him. As soon as I shook off the realization that I had done something terrible, we learned that the girls wanted to leave and were having a girls' night out tonight. Going against them was out of the question, what do you mean? Of course, I was dying to be alone with Matt. Hanging out with the guys in the city wouldn't attract anyone's attention, and when we got home we'd have plenty of time before the girls returned.

After leaving Kate and Sam, we wandered aimlessly. We might go to a bar and have a few drinks before going home. But apparently no one talked about it. Do you know why? We both know very well the truth hiding behind our silence. We long for some privacy, a brief respite where we can lay our hands on each other.

"Let's go to the store," Matt said, pointing to a small store tucked into the corner of an alley, "Let's get something to drink and head back home."

It didn't even occur to me to object. We entered the store together and stopped in front of the beers as we wandered around the stalls, which looked a little different from the grocery store where we did our routine home shopping in New York. I laughed as Matt filled a red basket with enough drinks to feed an army. 

"All this for us?"

"Wait until you see the snacks."

His excitement was evident in his voice. Somehow I felt like we were dating him. A night that belongs entirely to the two of us. This is the first time this has happened. It was about Vermont and us, not talking about our situation at home. The magical atmosphere of this place, the feeling of enthusiasm permeating the air. It's not familiar, but it's not foreign either. 

There is something left unsaid. There's more about where this is going and what's going to happen tonight. It's not hard to guess what it is.

After loading the snacks together, I made my way to the register when I stopped when I saw Matt's eye fixed on an aisle to the left. There were condoms, flavored oils and things like that. I quickly grabbed his shirt to pull him back and looked briefly at the old lady at the counter before leaning down to his ear, "What are you doing? Someone might see us."

"Well?" Matt grinned as he smugly pulled his shoulder away from me, "It's our night boy, I want everything to be perfect."

I realized that I was breathing too hard. God, is it time? Is tonight that night? The night Matt finally decided to use my ass as a sex toy? Wait a minute, are we really going to do this? Damn.

I froze when I saw him reaching for one of the flavored oils and somehow the little bottle had a picture of a strawberry on it. I was about to cry. "People will think we're a couple," I hiss.

"Aren't we?"

After Matt put what he had in his hand into the basket, he turned his body towards me with a serious face. We were so close, facing each other, and that shit blocked out the thoughts in my mind very quickly. I can't think rationally when I'm this close to him and I guess I have to. 

What exactly did he want to ask? Once I managed to process this, when I realized he was throwing the ball to me, I immediately got grumpy and put my hands on my hips, "Why are you asking me?"

"Because I need to know," he took a step towards me, "Because I want to know. What does this mean to you? Us..." My heart was beating so fast that I put my hands on his chest to stop him from getting any closer. Our feet were positioned facing each other, our mouths pulled towards each other. "If I kissed you here and now," he whispered, "Would you like it?"

"Matt..." I moaned so low it sounded ridiculous, "We can't, just... Take me home."

He pulled back reluctantly, but there was a mix of emotions on his face. I could see he wanted this shit as much as I did. What I'm afraid to see is what he'll do to me in a public place if I don't stop him. 

God knows I wanted it so bad.

***

Don't ask me how we got home in fifteen minutes, because I don't know exactly either. 

I must have walked so fast my heart was pounding in my chest. Matt stopped in front of the cabin, put down his shopping bags, and turned around on the porch, feeling the keys in his pockets. 

"You gave it to me, remember?" I asked, smiling at his surprise. "Get out of there." Giving him a playful little shoulder bump, I pushed Matt aside and leaned over to open the door.

Suddenly something happened. He blew hot breath behind my ear and strangled me. My fingers holding the key were shaking and my belief that I could insert it properly into the hole was dying. 

His hands wrapped around my waist, his chin settled on my shoulder, and his hot breath was close enough for his lips to graze the side of my neck as a hard erection pressed against my hips. 

"Hurry up," he breathed, "Or I'll have to fuck you here."

Damn. All the hair on my body stood up. My knees were shaking and my mouth was dry. I felt his warmth on my back as his arms surrounded my body in a kind of frame. Somehow I did it, I managed to get the key into the hole. 

I opened the door and right then, before I even crossed the threshold, I felt my body flip over very quickly. It was so fast I didn't realize what was happening. Matt crashed his lips against mine. I lost my breath. His tongue entered so hard I thought he would swallow me.

He moaned breathlessly into my mouth as our lips moved in sync with each other, "Put your arms up."

My body rose like a satellite moving in his orbit. I raised my arms and Matt pulled my shirt over my head and threw it on the floor. Then he did the same for himself and crashed into my lips while our upper bodies remained naked. 

He was kissing me hastily. So fast that there isn't enough time to enjoy the way our chests slowly graze each other, undulating with the heartbeat.

"Let's go upstairs," I said, pushing him. 

When Matt's eyes darken with a thin layer of saliva from my mouth, he reaches for his belt as if I'd never said anything. It's like he expects me to do the same for me. I stood in front of him, his dark eyes pulling his pants down to his ankles. I took off my own trousers without taking my eyes off him. We were both hard enough to strain our boxers, I could see it. We continued to look at each other for a few seconds, enjoying the view.

I was crazy to reach out and touch him. I swallowed, watching him move closer to me, carefully closing the distance between us. Matt's deft hands settled in the hollow of my waist, bent down, and slowly lifted me up. Fuck, I gasped when my legs wrapped around his ass. I was afraid we would fall as he carried me up, but I guess Matt was stronger than he looked.

He led me to one of the rooms bathed in the dusk sun. It wasn't Kate and mine or Sam and his. A completely different room, I think it was a guest room. 

I didn't have time to look around. I was thrown onto the big bed in the room by Matt. My body was shaking. I propped myself up on my elbows as I watched him stand by my bedside, pulling up his underwear and kicking it with his foot to release his powerful hardness.

He was a fucking god.