FIFTY FOUR

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Matt gently washed my sweat-soaked body and dried me like a baby. I remained silent throughout all of this because I just fucked a man for the first time in my life. I fucked Matt because he asked me to, and I have to admit, it felt great to be on top for a short time.

When we left the huge bathroom and returned to his room, he quickly removed the sheet covered with both of our sweat and body fluids from the bed and dried his hair with a tiny towel while sitting on the empty mattress. 

"I need to call the maid to change these."

"Are you crazy?" I stood in front of him with the small towel around my waist. "She'll know we're fucking!"

He laughed evilly and pulled me onto the bed next to him. It felt amazing laying with him like that. We lay down with our faces facing each other and I closed my eyes at the wonderful feeling as Matt's long fingers explored my face. After a while I felt him come close enough that his nose was touching mine.

"We should get dressed," I said, "My sister may not be around, but you still have a maid. It makes me nervous knowing we're not alone here."

I arched my back off the bed and he quickly grabbed my wrist as I moved to grab my clothes off the floor. "Don't get dressed, I want to stay like this for a while longer. Naked with you, in this bed. Come here."

The two of us lay lost in a morning dream. I was happy, felt complete for the first time in a long time. It didn't matter how shitty a situation we were in, who we were, or where we were in each other's lives. Only for a short time did this bed feel like our home. I gladly walked into his arms, knowing that he felt the same. I left a few kisses on the man's neck, smelling like fresh aftershave and pine. 

I couldn't help but wonder where tomorrow would take me, but it didn't seem to matter where tomorrow would take us. Now here we were, as before, as it should be. Just the two of us.

"You know..." I heard him mutter under his breath, "I never stopped thinking about it, about us."

"Neither did I, Matt." I propped myself up on one elbow and gently ran my fingers across his ribcage as I looked up at him. I felt the warmth of his skin after the shower. "I have a boyfriend and you have a wife. But we keep coming down on each other. I don't know how to feel about it. All I know is..."

"What?" He nailed them to my face as his beautiful eyes turned a lighter amber color than they had been in the sunlight filtering through the blinds he had opened a while ago. "What's all you know, Ben?"

I pulled my lower lip between my teeth and averted my eyes. My breathing quickened, and after a while I had to turn them back to where they belonged, towards Matt's face. 

"I'm in love with you, Matt, that's all I know. I'm in love with you."

He caught my hand wandering over his face, pulled it into his warm palm and then brought it to his mouth. He kissed my palm, then my fingers one by one. Our gazes were locked the entire time. It was the most damn romantic thing I've ever felt. 

He stopped and slowly slid my index finger between his lips. A deep breath escaped my chest. I couldn't believe it but I felt my dick twitching inside the towel even though I had experienced the hardest cumming of my poor life some time ago.

"Keep doing this and..."

He ignored me, his warm tongue swirling around my finger once and then repeating the motion to move on to the other. He didn't stop when my dick started to form a tiny bulge under the towel. Things were getting more complicated and I had no complaints.

He continued to suck my fingers one by one while a strange feeling seared in my stomach. Now they were covered in his saliva and it was fucking sexy. While my dick was getting fully active, I unexpectedly moved my free hand to untie my towel. 

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