Page 36 of Mate Matched: Xavier & Brady
We ate our meals with little conversation. Being with Brady was as simple as breathing. No wonder I’d been obsessed with him since the day I’d met him, with how high our match rate was.
Once we were done, Brady took my hand once more, and we finished a tour of the gallery. “Want to come back to my place? I could make us dinner.” Brady looked so tempting, I knew if we went back to his, I’d be having him, not food.
“How about I drop you home and come pick you up for part two of our first date? I’d like to take you out for a proper meal, not cafe food.”
“I enjoyed my sandwich, thank you very much,” Brady teased, “but yes, let’s do that.” He paused in front of the portrait where we’d made our Mate Match. “We should take a picture. I want to send it to Brent to tell him our news.”
“Poor, suffering Brent. Did you know he nearly didn’t put my profile up?”
Brady stood in front of me with his phone raised. I wrapped my arms around him and rested my head against his shoulder so we were both in the frame. Once he snapped the pic, he stepped away to upload it to the app. He also dropped it on his socials with a grin. “Seriously? You need to tell me how you convinced him. Okay, done! Can’t wait to see what he says.”
He stopped me halfway to my car. “Everyone is so happy for us!” His beaming smile nearly stole my breath.
I drove us to Brady’s apartment block and paused in the parking garage.
“Come up, you know you want to.”
“Sweetheart, if I go upstairs with you, then we’ll stay in bed all night.”
“And?”
“And I’d like to do this properly.”
With a surprisingly swift move, Brady moved from his seat until he was straddling me. He shifted my seat back with a wink. “It’s been too long. Why don’t we take the edge off, then go out for dinner?” He pressed kisses and nips against my jaw, while rocking his hips against my hardening cock.
“How am I supposed to only knot you once? If I fuck you, I’ll want to stay inside you all night.”
His fingers delved into my pants and fisted around my cock. I groaned as he stroked me. I cupped his face and drew his lips to mine. “Evil,” I whispered against his mouth.
“You love it,” he teased, nipping my bottom lip.
I reached down for his cock. “No, I love you.”
Brady paused for a split second, then kissed me harder, his tongue plunging into my mouth. We stroked each other as we kissed and moaned. It was rough, messy, and slightly painful, but so real and raw that I had no chance of holding back.
We came within seconds of each other, panting and breathing each other’s air. Brady laid his head against my shoulder, his legs still astride me, and massaged my knot until it went down. When he did, he chuckled. “Fuck, I needed that!” He gave a breathy laugh. “What a mess.”
I found my gym bag in the back and pulled an old t-shirt out. “Here, clean up and go shower. I’ll be back in a couple of hours for you.”
He pecked my lips before returning to his seat and setting himself to rights. Unless someone got close to him, theywouldn’t be able to tell what we’d just done. He waited until I was decent before leaving the car. There was a pause where he seemed to decide something. He leaned down with a grin I wanted to burn into my memory. “Oh, I love you too.”
With a wave, he left me there, a come-stained t-shirt in hand and a smile on my face.
By the time I got home, there were a bunch of messages waiting for me on my phone. The most insistent from Malik.
Mal
Call me now
Mama
Congrats! Glad you got him back
Mom
Finally
Kaitlyn
