“Oh, hi, Matt.” Looking over at his house next door, the kid did a double-take. “Thought I was at the wrong address for a sec.”
“Heh, no, you’re at the right place.”
“Yeah, I know.” He passed him a pizza box and a white paper bag with Rossi’s logo printed on it. “Well, here you go. An extra-large Chicago special and twenty hot wings.”
“Thanks, Luca.” Matt tipped him a twenty. “Hey, where’s the new pizza girl?”
“Huh?”
“Gina.” He liked the way her name rolled off his tongue. “She delivered to my house last weekend.”
“Ohhh, her.” The kid, who wasn’t a kid by definition, he drove a car after all, slowly bobbed his head. “She just helps out once in a while. Why?”
I’d like to sink my teeth into her.
“Just, um… curious.”
Tipping his head slightly, Luca grinned. “You wanna ask her out or something?”
“She single?” A snicker escaped. Matt licked his lips.
“As far as I know.”
I just might, then.
“Be safe out there, dude.” Matt waved as Luca went down the porch steps. “Have a good night.”
Ava laid out a blanket on the living room floor in front of the fire. Their backs against the sofa, they ate pizza and wings from paper plates. They drank wine. Kissed. Touched one another.
Comfortable since he was among friends, Matt felt no shame jerking Bo’s dick while he sucked on Ava’s nipple. “I can’t wait to fuck your tight little hole, sweets.”
“I felt that.” She bit into her lip.
“Good.”
Then Bo pulled his pants down. “Wanna suck Matt with me, baby girl?”
“Yes, but I want to watch you for a while first.”
“I think your girl’s a voyeur, Bo-Bo.” The drummer gripped his length, and he hissed. “If it’s all right, I’ll be playing with her while you swallow my dick.”
“Would you like that, angel?”
“I would.”
Bo lapped up the precum and groaned. His fingers sliding under Ava’s waistband, Matt rubbed between her folds, and sinking inside her welcoming hot hole, he pressed his thumb into her clit. What a fucking high. His hand in a soft, warm cunt. A brother sucking his dick. Yeah, playing with people who cared about you made all the difference.
Close to coming in Bo’s mouth, Matt kissed Ava. Maybe someday he’d find a girl as free as her. One as vulnerable as Linnea, as spirited as Chloe, and as submissive as Katie. God, if Katie’s heart hadn’t already belonged to Brendan, he could have loved her. It was a fucking good thing his friend wised up, because he would have loved her anyway if he hadn’t.
There was no holding back, and Matt didn’t want to. Bo was good at sucking dick. Fervently rubbing Ava’s clit so she’d come with him, he came in the drummer’s mouth.
Bo kissed him then, and he tasted himself on his tongue.
“God, I love you. Let me taste him.” And Ava kissed her man. “I didn’t know sex could be like this.”
“It’s never just sex, Ava,” Matt said, licking her from his finger. “Even the fastest, dirtiest, filthiest fuck is more than that. It’s the connection. It’s looking at someone and seeing your own cravings, dreams, and neediness reflected back.”
“You need this, too?”
