putty in your hands

Chapter II

The club is noisy and crowded, we hardly found a free table, but on the bright side, Alex and I managed to get Sarah out of her apartment for tonight.
Alex brought us drinks, the music is loud, so we indulge in the rhythm and sometimes we toast drinking glass after glass after glass.
At some point Sarah and I go to the ladies room. We touch up our makeup and pat our sweaty faces with tissues "Alex told me about your famous plan" Sarah says smiling as she fixes her lipstick.
My gaze focuses on hers in the mirror "Which one? That I should retire by 35? That would be a-mazing."
"Let me know if you manage to do something about that," she laughs, "but no, I meant the one where you hook up with Matt Smith."
I exhale loudly as she continues "and when you were planning to tell me that he was in the gallery?! If you ever see even the tip of that cock you'll owe me big time" she grins as she leans her hand on the sink, now with her body turned towards me. I'm laughing, not commenting "but that can only happen to me" she's now moving on to whining "while I'm fucking studying you're preying upon Matt Smith in the gallery."
"Hell.. that's what happens when you avoid work" I shrug my shoulders, teasing her.
We are back at our table and Alex moves closer to us so we can hear him as he says very loudly "Have you seen your man doll yet?"
Sarah laughs and I roll my eyes "what, you think I can't seduce him? At least one night of hot sex will surely happen. " I decisively take a sip of my drink, Alex waves his hand at me dismissively, and Sarah just watches us, obviously amused. "But it looks like I'm not very lucky tonight", I look around us searching for the star-guest with my eyes.
"Oh don't worry, he's here. I saw him while the two of you were in the toilet." Alex subtly motions for me to look behind me "there he is in the booth over there."
My eyes need a few seconds to find him and to fixate on him. He's casually sitting in a booth while talking to his friends, I guess. His hair falls around his face, and he occasionally brushes it away by running his fingers through it, only for it to defiantly take up its abode again. I turn to Alex and Sarah and I smile and wink at them before heading in his direction, as I hear Alex behind me toss to Sarah "she's crazy, this is going to be good"
Matt notices me when I'm close enough to his booth and moves to the side, apparently making room for me to sit next to him. I greet his friends, but I don't bother to understand their names over the music. I sit next to Matt and he puts his hand on the seat behind me and kisses my cheek. Unexpected, but I like how relaxed and spontaneous he is . He looks at me and smiles and I bring my lips to his ear "does it live up to your expectations?"
He brushes hair away from my ear, gently, his fingertips graze my ear as they pass, then he rests his hand on my shoulder as he answers, "It's quite good."
What I feel inside can be described as nervousness because the symptoms are the same, there's a pit in my stomach where butterflies appeared and the goosebumps on my skin are a reaction to him and his touch. His friends are talking to each other while we continue our talk.
"Where have you been, how come I didn't see you?" He turned his whole body towards me, giving me all his attention. His hand left my shoulder in search of his drink.
"You mean generally in your life, or?" I grin at him, proud of my joke which I can tell he enjoys because he's laughing charmingly as he swallows. I continue "I was turned away from you. I noticed you by accident." I can't keep my eyes on his because my attention is drawn to his lips, especially the lower one which is wet from that fucking drink and it tempts me to have a taste off of. I clear my throat and return my gaze to his eyes as he studies me. "Okay, well, I don't want to take up your time anymore" I try to get up, but he puts his hand on my thigh holding me back "don't go...why don't you invite your friends to join us? It's nice to meet new people. " He smiles at me and I smile back.
We all spend the rest of the evening together, my friends, his friends, him, I, we all have fun, we joke around, drink and dance. I drank enough to have liquid courage, so my body confidently clings to Matt's hands while we dance, as he pulls me more and more to him. Soon he presses my body against his as he sways us to the rhythm of the music. His hand is on my back and with the other he's brushing sweaty strands of my hair away from my face as he moves his face closer to mine, and I know he's going to kiss me. When that happens, my lips readily welcome his cotton-soft ones. I surrender to the kiss and let him dominate my mouth with his tongue. We are still swaying lazily, I put my hands on his hips and let them roam his back and shoulders. When we break the kiss because we're running out of air, a disappointed moan leaves me, and he rests his forehead on mine while breathing intermittently.
"Let's get out of here" he looks into my eyes and he's aware of my indecisiveness, "we can just take a walk and talk, we don't have to do anything more than that" he moves his face away from mine and holds out his hand in invitation. I turn to Alex and Sarah but they are lost in ecstasy so I decide not to spoil it for them. I put my hand in Matt's and I feel that strong grip from the cafe again. I let it flow through my whole body.