skin was flushed, her fair coloring and freckles like peaches and cream.
He had to taste.
He dropped to his knees, pushed her legs wide open and buried his face between her legs. Jenn automatically tilted her hips for a better angle, and he lifted one of her legs, bracing it on one of his shoulders before spearing her with his tongue. Her hips rolled as he tasted her, her movements and breathy moans picking up their pace.
He found her center with one finger, working her with it and his tongue. She clenched around him and her breath caught as her entire body tightened and then relaxed. He slowed his movements, lapping at her until the last of the tremors had passed through her body.
Matt looked up at Jenn. A secretive smile played with her lips, and she pulled him back up to his feet before kissing him. He knew she would be able to taste herself on his lips and tongue, and the thought had his dick twitching behind his zipper.
Speaking of…he quickly divested himself of his jeans, threw them off to the side and walked Jenn back to the bed. They tumbled onto the sheets together, laughing with the ease of two people who have known each other for forever and who suddenly no longer felt awkward with one another. He moved to hover over her, but before he could roll her underneath him, Jenn pushed up and managed to maneuver him onto his back.
Okay, so he hadn’t exactly fought her.
She flashed that secret smile again and kissed him. His hands gripped her hips, and she slid down until he was pressing up and in to her wet heat.
He gripped her hips harder, and held her in place. “Condom,” he gasped out.
He never forgot protection. Ever.
“I’m on the pill.”
“I’m clean.” He felt like that was something he needed to tell her, something she would find important.
She sent him another one of those secret smiles and said, “Good” before sliding all the way home.
And just liked that, he was wrecked.
#
Present Day, Del Rio, Texas
Jenn had to escape.
She’d thought she could do this—sit here on the Fourth of July at Chase’s house and hang out with Matt and Bo and Sarah. But she couldn’t.
It was just all so awkward.
“I’m gonna go grab a drink. Anyone need anything?”
Owen asked for another beer, so Jenn retreated inside to the less awkward environment of Chase’s kitchen.
Only to stumble upon Chase and Jo making out next to the island.
Awkward .
Her two best friends jumped apart from each other, Jo blushing mightily, and Jenn smiled. She couldn’t help it—Jo and Chase were meant for each other.
“Well then,” she said, teasingly.
“Looks like we’ve been found out,” Chase said to Jo.
Jenn’s laugh filled the kitchen. “I knew it!”
“Knew what?” Jo asked.
“That y’all had hooked up last night! Headache my right pinky toe.” Yeah, she’d totally been right about those fireworks last night.
“Um…”
Jenn walked over and hugged them both. “I’m so happy for you guys.” And she really and truly was. If any two people in this world deserved happiness——especially happiness with each other—it was Jo and Chase.
“Thanks,” Jo mumbled.
Jenn pulled away, almost bouncing on her toes. “I love you guys, and I’m so glad y’all finally admitted you love each other.”
Jo looked anywhere but at Chase and Jenn. The floor. The ceiling. Chase’s dog Winchester’s dog crate. Chase cleared his throat, and Jenn could feel the awkwardness in the room. She was really getting tired of feeling so freaking awkward today. “Oh hell. I just stuck my big foot in my big mouth, didn’t I?”
Jo opened her mouth to respond, but before she could say whatever she’d been about to say Chase said, “It’s okay, Jenn. No harm, no foul.”
No harm, no foul? Judging by the look on Jo’s face, Jenn was so going to have to have a talk with Chase about appropriate responses when one’s caught making out with one’s……what exactly were Jo and Chase?
Jenn could feel