Page 40 of Risky Play

“It wasn’t a religious thing or because I wasn’t ready,” I blurted out.

“What?”

“Me being a virgin.”

He lifted his head up from my chest and caressed my face with the back of his hand. “Then why?”

I shrugged. “I poured my energy into hockey, and then anytime I met a guy I liked…he got intimidated by Noah.”

Noah never liked any of my boyfriends, and now because of the revenge porn thing, he was a thousand times more protective.

“That’s why we can’t do this.”

“Why’s everyone so afraid of my brother? It’s my fucking body!”

He grimaced. “I’m sorry.”

“No, you’re not. If you were sorry you’d have your dick balls deep inside me, and you’d be giving me exactly what I want. But everyone cares so much about pissing off my brother that I don’t get laid. I want to have sex! I want to be held down and pressed into the mattress by a guy who tells me to be a good girl and to come for him.”

His only response was to kiss me again. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him into me, pressing his dick closer to my center. The feel of him against me almost made me come right then and there.

I rocked against him and clawed at his t-shirt while he kissed the air out of me.

He pulled back to take his shirt off, and I ran a hand down his muscular chest. I might go for the douchey hockey players, but they had their perks. Like the wall of muscle that was in front of me. Holy hell, did Matt have an amazing body.

“You sure?” he asked.

I nodded.

“Sweet pea, your first time should be with⁠—”

I pulled him back down for a kiss and rolled him onto his back. I stripped myself of my top and unclipped my bra. Matt’s eyes widened with his desire, and I sighed in relief when he finally reached up and touched me. He thumbed across my nipple with one hand and leaned his head up to take the other in his mouth. I tipped back my head in pleasure when he did the same with the other one.

“I want it to be you,” I admitted.

He pulled away from my chest and had so many questions in his eyes. “Why me?”

I reached down and framed that handsome square jaw. “Because I trust you. And you already know how to make me come. I want my first time to be good. I could have a sloppy, uncomfortable experience with a frat bro, but I’d have a better time with you.”

Anguish crossed his face. “This is such a bad idea.”

“I don’t care.”

“Maddie,” he groaned.

I pulled away, self-conscious thoughts filling my head. “Unless you don’t want to. I⁠—”

He gripped my hips and rocked me against his cock. I moaned as I felt his hardness press against my clit. “Does it feel like I don’t want to do this?”

I slowly slid my head side to side.

“Are you absolutely sure it should be me? You don’t want to wait for someone special?”

“Matt, I know you’ll make it special. You’ll take care of me.”

He blew out a shaky breath. “Do you have condoms?”

I nodded and reached down underneath my bed. Like most dorm rooms, I had my bed up high for maximum storage underneath. I reached into the storage container below and opened the top drawer where I kept all my sexy items. I pulled out a condom and handed it to him.