Page 25 of Matched (LSU #5)

“ N ate!”

We both stopped dead at the familiar voice, and I immediately dropped my grip on Nate’s wrist, discreetly shuffling to the left so we weren’t so close together.

He looked at me with wide eyes before tilting his head slightly.

Taking the hint, I headed towards the front door, leaving him alone to talk to his sister.

Outside, I leaned against the wall between the two houses, taking a moment to catch my breath in the cooler night air.My head was spinning. Had Nate really given me a blowjob, right there in my neighbours’ bathroom?

How was it that I liked him so much, and yet we were doomed?

Pulling out my phone while I waited for Nate, I texted my siblings. I probably should’ve done it sooner, but I hadn’t been sure how to broach the subject.Maybe it was best to just come straight out with it.

Me:

I have some news. I’m bisexual

It only took a couple of minutes for my siblings to respond, and a smile tugged at my lips as I read their words.

Gem:

OMG! Proud of you for telling us! You know we love and support you always

Rocky:

Bro got himself a boyfriend!

Me:

Thanks Gem. No I didn’t get a boyfriend. I realised I was bi so I thought I’d tell my family

Rocky:

OK proud of you then. Guys FYI I think I might be bi too

Gem:

What?

Me:

What!

Rocky:

Yeah I realised I spend way too long looking at Jordan Emery’s thirst traps for a straight boy

Me:

Yeah you are a bit obsessed with him

Rocky:

He’s fit as fuck

Gem:

Rocky! No F words. I agree though, he’s hot

Me:

Ok I can agree too. Love you, Rock. If you want to talk anything through you know I’m here. Probably won’t have the answers but we can work it out together

Gem:

Me too. Love you both

Me:

Now I’ve shared my news I could use your advice. There’s a guy I’ve messed around with a bit. Problem is he’s moving away soon and he doesn’t want to start anything, and his sister likes me. We went on a date

Rocky:

FUCK IS IT NATE?

I held my breath and tapped out the four-letter word.

Me:

Yeah

After the longest pause of my life, Gem replied.

Gem:

What do you want?

Me:

I don’t know. I’m still working things out but I like him

Gem:

What about his sister?

Me:

She knows where we stand. I made it clear. But she still likes me

Rocky:

Shit bro you do get yourself in bad situations

Me:

Not helping Rock

Rocky:

Just be FWB

Gem:

I don’t want you to get hurt. Just be careful

Rocky:

What she said

Me:

Thanks guys. I’ll update you when I have more news

I shoved my phone back in my pocket when Nate appeared.

He came to a stop next to me, dragging a hand through his hair.

“I asked Soph how she was, and she said she was fine. Said she wasn’t interested in anyone else, but she thought she might be starting to get over you.

” He hesitated, his gaze darting to mine before slipping away again. “I still feel bad.”

“Bad enough to not come to my room?”

He looked at me properly then, holding my gaze with dark, serious eyes. “No.”

“Okay.” Straightening up, I began walking towards my own front door, knowing he’d follow me.

While I’d been inside Number 3, my house had filled up, although it was nowhere near as loud or crowded as next door.

I nodded at JJ as he came towards me, his gaze flicking to Nate, then back to mine.

We had a respectable amount of space between us, but JJ sometimes seemed to have a sixth sense for things. Distraction was the best tactic.

“Going out?” I asked him, taking in his shoulder bag and the keys dangling from his fingers.

“I’m working tonight. Killian’s meeting me later, though, so I’ll probably go back to his. Make sure no one goes near my room. It’s locked, but Sid’s in there, and I don’t want him to be disturbed.”

“Okay. Have fun. See you tomorrow.”

He smiled at me before disappearing out the door, and I continued through the house, up two flights of stairs, and stopped outside my bedroom.

We were alone up here. Nate pressed against my back as I unlocked the door, his hot breath hitting the nape of my neck. I shivered, letting my weight rest against him for a couple of seconds before I turned the handle.

Inside my room with the door safely closed and locked behind us, I turned to face him, pressing a quick, hard kiss to his lips before stepping back.

My gaze swept down his body, noting the bulge in his shorts. “Before I get you another T-shirt, want me to return the favour?”

“I didn’t do it expecting anything.”

“No, I know. But maybe I want to.”

“Yeah?” he said softly, cocking his head. “You sure? You thought you were straight until recently. I understand if?—”

“You were in denial until recently,” I reminded him.

“Aside from that, don’t forget I live with four men who are regularly doing, y’know, sex things with other men, and one or two of them like to overshare.

I could probably write an essay on giving blowjobs at this point, even if I haven’t done it myself. ”

Nate laughed. “Sex things?”

“Shut up.” My face was hot, and I reached out, grabbing a handful of his damp T-shirt and yanking him into me.

He came easily and let me manoeuvre him over to my bed, where I pushed him down.

Seated on the edge of my mattress, reclining with his weight resting on his hands, he stared up at me with a challenge in his eyes.

I tapped the inside of his shoe with my trainer, and he spread his legs enough for me to stand in between them.

Leaning down, I planted my hands on the mattress on either side of his and took his lower lip between my teeth, applying light pressure.

He moaned, and it went straight to my dick, but this wasn’t about me. This was about him.

“Keep your hands there,” I instructed him, and his eyes flashed with heat.

He remained still, and I lowered myself to my knees.

For all the confidence I was hopefully projecting, I was actually terrified of messing this up, and I wondered if it had been the same for Nate. If it had, he’d hidden it well.

“Charlie. You look so fucking hot on your knees for me,” he said, all low and throaty, and fuck him for making all my blood leave my brain and rush to my dick. I needed my wits about me to suck him off, but how was I going to do that if I couldn’t even think ?

“I—” I began hoarsely. Swallowing, I tried again. “I need you to stop talking for a minute, okay?”

The corners of his lips curved upwards in amusement, but he nodded. Taking several deep, slow breaths, I got myself under control…sort of, and then before I could overthink it, I tugged his shorts down.

Why did he have to have a big dick? I mean, it was a very nice dick, as far as dicks went.

Not that I’d ever studied another dick aside from my own.

Hard, with a vein running down the underside that I wanted to trace with my tongue, foreskin already retracted to show the head, all pink and wet with his precum.

My mouth actually watered a bit. But yeah, it was a bit daunting thinking of getting it in my mouth.

There was nothing for it but to try. Recalling everything I’d unwillingly learned from JJ and Ander—not that I wanted to be thinking about my housemates at this point—I shuffled forwards and gripped his erection lightly, then guided it into my mouth.

The groan that fell from Nate’s throat was fucking sinful, and it encouraged me.

Turned me on, too. I breathed through my nose as I swirled my tongue all around the head, licking across the slit and tasting his precum.

As I lowered my hand to gently palm his balls, I dipped my head lower, taking more of him into my mouth, feeling the tension in his legs as he held himself still.

When I traced that enticing vein with my tongue, he groaned again, one of his hands leaving the bed to slide into my hair.

“Fuck, Charlie. You’re so—” he gasped, his words abruptly cutting off as I stroked my finger over his perineum.

Getting into a rhythm, I raised my head until only the tip of his cock remained in my mouth, swirling my tongue again before taking him back down, as deep as I could go without gagging on his thick length.

His hand tightened in my hair, his panted breaths loud in my bedroom as I took him closer and closer to the edge with my mouth and my hand.

It was harder to breathe through my nose than I thought it would be, but I didn’t even care, too focused on the hot, heavy erection filling my mouth.

He suddenly gasped, tugging urgently at my hair, and I pulled away, stroking him through his orgasm as his dick pulsed out cum all over my hand. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen, hands down.

“Wow,” I said shakily when he was finally done and he’d collapsed backwards onto the bed with a long, drawn-out groan. “I think I might have a cum fetish.” My dick was so fucking hard. Taking a tentative lick of his warm release, striping my index finger, I hummed. “Mmm. Weirdly into this.”

“Weirdly?” Nate said breathlessly, attempting to lift his head before giving up, letting it flop back down. His chest was still heaving, and a thrum of satisfaction went through me. I’d done that to him. My first ever blowjob, and I’d smashed it.

“Well, yeah. It’s not meant to taste good, is it?”

“Dunno. Some people like it.”

“I guess I’m one of those people.” My tongue darted out again for another taste. “I’m not gonna put it on my chips instead of mayo or anything, but yeah, I like it.”

Nate burst out laughing. “Put it on your chips? What the actual fuck? Why would you think of that?”

Wiping the remainder of his cum on his ruined T-shirt, I climbed to my feet, straddling his thighs. Choosing to ignore his question, I asked one of my own. “Was that good?”

He gestured to himself. “What do you think?”

“I think I’d like to hear you say it.”

“Is that so?” Shifting me back a little, he pulled himself upright and placed one of his hands on my side, holding me in place.

“Let’s see. You…on the floor between my legs, staring up at me through these long eyelashes…

” Pausing, he traced a finger carefully over my lashes.

“I’ve never been so hard in my life. Then your mouth on my dick.

Fuck. You’re a natural cocksucker, Charlie B. ”

My dick jerked. It took me a moment to form words. “One of my many talents. You get mugging and pickpocketing, and I get this.”

His brows pulled together. “Are you saying mine wasn’t good?”

“Yours was fucking amazing. I’m trying to stop you from being even more smug than usual.”

“ More smug?” His jaw dropped in faux outrage, and then he tackled me down onto the bed. Somehow, we ended up with him naked except for his trainers, which was kind of weird, but I didn’t care because he’d also ripped off my T-shirt, and his hand was inside my shorts…

“Nate. Nate,” I panted, arching upwards. “More.”

“I’ve got you. Shorts off,” he commanded, and I scrambled to get them down as fast as I could, kicking my trainers off as I did so.

He finally toed off his own Nikes, and then his hot, hard body was plastered against mine, and I was in fucking heaven.

His mouth came down on mine, and we kissed, and kissed, and kissed, rolling around on my bed, our legs tangled together and his cock hardening against mine.

It was so. Good. Even better when he flipped me onto my back and straddled my thighs, and then stroked both our dicks together, until we came almost simultaneously, his orgasm triggering mine, or maybe it was the other way around.

It was hot and wet and so incredibly unexpected that I temporarily lost the ability to speak.

“Bloody hell. What was that ?” I managed to gasp out after my vision had cleared and my brain had regained some of the blood it had lost. I gripped his wrist, pulling his hand towards my face, licking over his palm.

I grimaced, and Nate laughed. “Decided you don’t like the taste, after all?”

“Not mine, no. Just yours.”

His brows flew up. “Can you tell the difference?”I nodded. My taste buds were very well developed, thanks. Nate laughed again at my decisiveness, and then he threaded the fingers of his other hand through mine, lifting them to his mouth. He kissed my knuckles. “You’re so gorgeous.”

Butterflies swirled inside me, and even more took flight when he gave me that slow, swoony smile. I pulled him down to me, uncaring that our combined release was all over his hand and our abs. I needed to kiss him.

“Stay here tonight?” I murmured against his lips.

“Yeah. Yeah. Okay,” he said.