Wild Bastard by Ella Savitskaya (best feel good books txt) 📖

I put a plate of sandwiches and two cups of coffee on the table. I add milk and a spoonful of sugar for myself.

The floorboards creak, betraying Matthew's approach, and then his hands wrap around my neck in a possessive gesture. The hard body, slightly wet from the shower, presses against the back of my neck, bringing a smile to my lips. It turns out waking up with him is better than waking up alone. While Matthew's right hand wraps around my cheekbones and turns me to face him, the other brazenly burrows into my shorts from the front and strokes the sensitive folds. Oh, damn.

Is it possible that a sex-weary body could react so violently to an unsolicited intrusion?

Matthew's lips find mine and kiss me deeply and with his tongue at once. This crazy either takes it all or nothing. He never asks, never waits for permission. He's a pushover, and that's what I find so attractive about him. He was worth the wait, I know that now.

Like a hungry cat, I rub against his fingers, feeling how wet I am in just a few seconds, but then my body gives me a painful reminder that it is not used to having so many male body parts inside it. In this case, it was Matthew's fingers, which immediately stopped moving, feeling me squeeze unintentionally when they were inside.

Matthew freezes, breaking the kiss. He holds my gaze.

"Did I wear you out?"

"Not everyone has sex most of their lives. Some have just begun"

I squint, but immediately feel my cheeks begin to burn with unaccustomed embarrassment as Matthew carefully withdraws his fingers out of me, and then brings them to his lips and licks them off.

Oh, dear. You'd think there'd be no shame after a slutty night full of our orgasms. Turns out I do.

"Sit down, and have something eat!"

I pull myself out of the embrace, tuck my leg in and sit down on a chair.

"I already have" He throws me a multi-voiced glance, "But I wouldn't mind a refill"

Matt takes a sandwich and bites into it.

"Not Mortadella, of course, but I don't have any other"

I follow his example and start eating breakfast, too. My hungry stomach demands to recover energy and instantly absorbs the dose of food.

"I'll treat myself to a delicacy" Matthew says with a laugh, takes a sip of coffee and then adds seriously, "Today is Lana's birthday.

The piece of sandwich gets stuck in my throat, and I have to take a sip of coffee to push it through.

"I remember. I wanted to call to congratulate her while you were in the shower, but I don't think she'll pick up."

"Why would you call?  We're going there. There's a party at the house tonight. DJ, hookah, people."

Wow. Did I just hear something, or is Lana really allowed to celebrate her 18th birthday?

"Did you really arrange all this for her?"

"Me? She did all that shit on her own. I wasn't just a birthday party planner yet."

Yeah, that makes sense. I smile as I watch Matthew take on a second sandwich after he's done with that one. And it's only when I notice his intense stare that I realize the smile has slipped from my lips, because I'm still thinking about Lana and the fact that she's probably not going to be very happy with me at her party.

"Hey" Matthew reaches out and lifts my face by the chin, forcing me to look into his eyes "Rie, relax. I bought her a gift from the two of us. It'll be all right."

"I have a gift for her, that's not the point" I shake my head and lean back in my chair. "I thought I might be unwelcome."

"Bullshit. Everything's going to be fine. Lana's resilient, even if she does hold a grudge. But she misses you, too, I'm sure."

Guys, I invite you in my new book about Andrew Ledger. The guy, who put Matthew in a rehab. Matt is also there, but in that book he is soooo unlike this Matt, who we know very well already))

I hate her! Her strong character and stubbornness, her unwillingness to obey! But that's all right, I'll solve it! Tomorrow that damn tutor won't be working at MY college!

"Get out of my class!" The new teacher hisses.
"If I do, you won't be coming in here again, Miss Elena!"

I'm Andrew Ledger, and she's nobody!