the one thing you can't live without.

Matt stared at her for a moment while he thought, deciding to indulge her. "Maybe it did," he said. "Once I know what I want, I stay hard until the problem goes away." He bit back a smirk. "I guess if my charger isn't here I have no reason to stay. I'll see you later, Harlow."

"Fucking tease," Harlow mumbled. She got up out of bed, not caring anymore if her uncle saw her naked and walked over to her dresser to put on some clothes. At this point the brunette knew she had probably crossed a line because of what she had done but at that very moment she didn't care. She could feel herself getting aroused again.

Matt watched her for a moment, licking over his lips. "You want me, don't you?" he asked bluntly, smirking slightly.

"Well watching you fuck Aunt Val did make me wet," Harlow admitted. "And I can't stop thinking about what I saw no matter how hard I try." She pulled on one of her dad's old band shirts and some booty shorts before she turned to face her uncle again. "Why are you smirking," she asked. "You already know you're hot."

"Because I knew you wanted me," Matt said. "Not just because you stared at me while I fucked Val. I saw the way you looked at me when that kid took you to prom last year. You wished it had been me."

"I wished it had been you because he expected me to put out," Harlow mumbled. "You wouldn't have." She fixed her blankets on her bed so it was made again and sat down on it. "Why does me finding you attractive make you feel cocky," she asked. "You already know teenagers want you to fuck them."

Matt chuckled. "I guess you'll have to find out," he said. "Bye, Harlow." He walked downstairs and left the house, getting in his car and driving home.

Harlow let out a groan of annoyance before she laid flat on her bed. Why was he being so cryptic and weird? Maybe she needed to use what she had seen to make him talk about it? They both knew her dad being pissed could be even scarier than Matt being pissed. She changed again into some Jean shorts, deciding to keep the t- shirt on and slid on some flats. She walked downstairs, grabbing her keys, locking the door behind her and drive to Matt's house.

She let herself in after the short drive to his place, knowing he was alone because Val's car wasn't in its usual spot. She heard music blaring from the studio on the basement and walked down, her eyes widening when she saw Matt masturbating. Harlow watched with wide, shocked eyes, frozen like a deer in headlights.

Matt lifted his head and opened his eyes, looking at Harlow. He'd expected her to follow, so he wasn't surprised to see her standing there. He looked right into her eyes and let out a loud moan.

When Matt moaned, Harlow visibly swallowed and her thighs clamped tighter together. She was so turned on by what was happening in front of her at that moment the brunette didn't realize her feet were moving. Harlow walked in front of her uncle, getting on her knees in front of him, not waiting for him to say anything before her mouth wrapped around the tip of his length and she began sucking on it.

Matt moaned when he felt Harlow's mouth on him, not caring how wrong this was. It felt so good, and that's all that mattered to him at that moment. He didn't know why he wanted her, maybe it was because of the thrill he got knowing they could get caught at any moment. Or maybe it was the fact that he knew she wanted him and he could use that to his advantage.

Harlow moved her hand around his length, stroking him as she began moving her mouth up and down his length. She made sure to pay special attention to the tip of his length because he got the most vocal when she would suck on it. She wanted him to come in her mouth even if blowing him wouldn't solve the dampness that was now soaking into her panties. Harlow wanted to come so badly.

Matt moaned out, reaching down and tangling his fingers in her hair. "Fuck, Harlow, you're so good," he grunted, biting his lip hard.

Harlow let out a moan against his length when Matt said her name. She kept one hand on his length, continued to stroke him while her other hand undid her jean shorts. She reached under panties, moaning against his length more as she began toying with her clit.

Matt groaned, getting closer to his orgasm. He tugged lightly on her hair and bucked his hips up, moaning her name out again. It didn't take much longer for him to orgasm and his hips jerked forward as he spilled his load in her mouth.

Harlow moaned out softly as she swallowed everything Matt had emptied into her mouth. She looked up at her uncle, her eyes darkened with lust as she continued to play with herself. She let out another moan, biting down on her bottom lip as she watched his length move slightly in his lap. "Are you getting hard again?"

Matt leaned forward, chuckling softly. "How badly do you want me to fuck you right now?" he asked.

Harlow stood up, quickly locking the door to Matt's studio before she stripped naked. She looked at him as she walked I front of him, moving his hands to her breasts. "I want you so fucking bad," she admitted.

Matt squeezed her breasts, standing up so he towered over her. He moved his hands down and grabbed her hips, pulling her body against his. He walked her backwards until her back hit the wall, lifting her up and wrapping her legs around his waist. He reached between her thighs and started rubbing her clit.

Harlow moaned out loudly, wrapping her arms around Matt's neck tightly so she wouldn't fall. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, smiling when she felt how hard his length already was again. "Do you normally get this hard so fast after you come," she asked.