putty in your hands

Chapter III

A few minutes later we're on the rain stained street, the wind's blowing hair in my face. Matt throws his arm around my shoulders and pulls me close as we walk in an unknown direction.
"You're touchy."
My observation makes him smile. "I like you, somehow everything goes easily with you."
"The fact that we don't really know each other kills all the pressure, doesn't it?", I smirk at him.
"I haven't really thought about it, but it's a very possible assumption." He rubs my arm with his hand as we continue walking.
"Here's the hotel I stayed in." He points to the best hotel in town - "Passengers" - no wonder, but I continue to pretend I don't know who he is or how much money he makes. Play the game, Eleanor.
"Oh really? Good choice, the best in town."
"Yeah.. you think so?"
"Mhmm"
"Well, looks like I'm getting the best of things here", he looks at me as he slows down.
"Do you want me to show you my oh so ordinary hotel room?", he looks at me with raised eyebrows, his green eyes burning holes in my hazel ones. He's bargaining with me and I'm aware of it. Even though he said that nothing has to happen I know that he hopes it will happen, and our hopes coincide and become one. We have a mutual goal tonight, and I'm not crazy to not fulfill it.
I smile as I shyly nod my head, he takes my hand and I follow him.
To say it's just an ordinary hotel room is a real understatement. This is an apartment and it is spacious, it has its own living room, bedroom and a very modern bathroom. I notice all of the above out loud while he just smiles and replies, "well, I don't know... it's fine."
Matt offers me wine which I accept. While I wait for him to join me, I go out to the balcony (yeah, there is a balcony) which has a beautiful view on the river and quay. I take off my coat and a chill goes through me, so I quickly go back inside and sit on the sofa. Matt joins me, carrying two glasses of wine, then clicks his glass on mine "for only the best in this town"
I smirk before I take a sip. The wine is good, sweet, but warms the throat nicely as it goes down.
"Can I tell you something?" he asks me after another sip.
"Of course", I take a big gulp of wine to prepare me for whatever comes next.
"I want to talk to you, to get to know you, you intrigue me for some reason.." he finishes his glass and leaves it on the small oval table, then turns his body towards me, moving even closer. I feel his gaze on me, so I raise mine and the pit in my stomach that's somehow always there when he's around, but now is huge, reappears. I'm nervous because I like him. He continues, "...but.. I know how this is going to sound, although I don't really care because I have to say it, I have to try.." he leans towards me and puts his hand on my cheek, his thumb stroking my lower lip "right now I really want to kiss you and that desire overpowers all others", his lips are so close to mine that I can feel his hot breath, I can almost taste it. I gulp, already turned on. "Those lips of yours...", he brushes his lips against mine and closes his eyes as he continues talking, "I could kiss those for hours...", he pecks them, "but not now, no. Right now I want it all, to kiss you, feel you, now I really want to fuck you."
A moan escapes my lips as I put my hand on the back if his neck.
"What are you waiting for then?", I whisper.
He takes my glass and puts it on the table, then grabs my head with both his hands and presses his lips to mine in an urgent kiss. My panties are already dump from earlier, in the club, but a new wave of desire pulls. I want him so bad, he is so hot and handsome and the way he doesn't hesitate to take what he wants... it makes him even more desirable. I want him to take me in every possible way.
He's now kissing my neck and I'm losing my mind as I struggle to unbuckle his belt, but I finally succeed. Matt gropes my breasts over the shirt as he gently nibbles my jaw.
I need to taste him. I think as I unzip his pants and slip my hand into his boxers palming his bulge. Matt groans and grips my neck as he looks up into my eyes, then kisses me roughly. I rub his cock as it grows harder in my hand which makes me moan into the kiss.
I break the kiss, breathless, and I lean into his ear "I want to taste you" I bite his earlobe.
He chuckles wickedly then grabs my face to make me look up at him "I found myself a good girl, hm?"
I bite my lip as I nod, then kneel between his legs. He is beautiful as he looks down at me, unbuttoning a few more buttons on his grey shirt, his hair falling around his face as always. He breathes through his mouth, taking short breaths and all his attention is on me. I lick my lips as I stroke his cock a few times. I rub his tip smearing the precum. Then I lean in and lick it, my eyes fixated on his. I continue giving him head and he occasionally moans or curses under his breath. He runs his fingers through my hair and then abruptly pulls me up. "You have a really talented mouth, but I have other plans."
Matt gets up and we clumsily walk towards the bedroom, undressing each other on the way as we stumble on our own legs and furniture. When we get to the bed, we're practically naked. I have only panties on me.
He pushes me gently on the mattress and lays beside me, kissing down my neck to my breast.
"Your skin is like satin", he takes one of my nipples in his mouth and sucks and nibbles on it as he kneads the other with his hand. After a few minutes he takes the other in his mouth and all I can do is moan and whimper under his touch.
"Please, Matt..", I say through another moan.
Matt looks up at me and smirks. His hand travels down between my legs and he slips his fingers through my folds.
"Fuck, you're dripping."
I moan again, "Hmm that's nice"
"Is it?" he asks as he rubs my clit and slowly enters one finger inside of me.
"Y-yes..", I throw my head back as I thrust my hips into his hand, wanting more.
"But I want you."
"What exactly? Tell me."
He leaves soft kisses down my stomach, turning me to mush.
"I want you to fuck me."
I get on my elbows and look at him. He returns my gaze teasingly as he leaves one kiss on my pussy. I whimper. "I want your cock." He removes my panties.
"How can your mouth turn me on in so many ways", he comments as he positions himself above me, rubbing his length through my folds. I bite my lip as I look at him before he leans down and kisses me. Then he looks me in the eyes as he slowly pushes his cock in me. I gasp at the feeling, his length spreading my walls deliciously.
Matt grunts "S-Shit, Eleanor... you're so tight." His breath hitches as he starts thrusting at a steady pace and soon the room is filled with our moans, grunts and curses as we lose ourselves in each-other.
"Ohh j-just like that", I say as I leave a trail of kisses across his jaw and neck.
He caresses my thigh, wrapping my leg around his back as he quickens the pace, going deeper "You feel so good, darling", he cooes, his grip on my thigh growing tighter.
"More.. p-please", I throw my head back.
"If that's what you want", he pulls out before he grabs my legs and turns me on stomach. My head instantly falls down, face buried in the pillows with my back arched like a cat. Matt squeezes my butt cheek before slapping it, and causes me to whine in response "f-fuck, daddy", pillows muffling the sound.
"What was that?" he leans over me, his front pressed on my back, I can feel his cock resting upon my ass so I push it agains him which causes him to lowly growl in my ear. "Repeat it.", he captures my hands with his above my head.
"Daddy..."
He reaches for his cock, positioning it at my entrance and quickly pushes inside my pussy making me scream and roll my eyes in pleasure. "Such a good girl for her daddy..", he praises me as he pumps hard inside me in a rapid pace.
I can't do much, I'm trapped with his body and hands so I just lay and take everything he gives me, losing myself in pleasure, his touch, his warmth, his cock that pounds deep into me, hitting all the right places.
"You fuck me so good", I moan, feeling my orgasm getting close. "I-I'm gonna cum"
"I know", he breathes out, "I can feel your little pussy clenching around me."
"I'm close too", he slides his free hand below me to massage my clit, "come for me, Eleanor."
I start muttering nonsense into the pillow as orgasm shakes my body, Matt buries his face in the crook of my neck while he's cumming, still slowly pumping into me, "that's it, milk my cock".
I push my ass into him once more before I give up on any movement, trying to catch my breath as he lays on top of me.
"Ughh you're heavy", I try to move as he chuckles, "I'm suffocating", I say dramatically.
"Nah, I feel like you're lying". He wraps his arms around me, squeezing me in a tight hug, "how about now, is that better?"
"Oh my God this is the end of me!" I try to shake my body but with no success, "are you a hugger-serial killer, please I'm so young I haven't lived properly yet".
He continues to laugh, but finally rolls off of me and lays on his side, looking at me, "how young?", he asks as he moves hair from my face and caresses my cheek. His eyes are so beautiful.
"Well maybe not that young. I'm 28."
"I wish I'm 28. That's a good age."
"Well how young are you?"
He scoffs "39".
I put my hand on his cheek pulling his face towards mine as I whispered, "That's a perfect age for a man.", I kiss him softly.
Matt starts laughing, "Yeah daddy figured that much".
I look at him shyly, "Yeah.. about that... I do have a functional family."
He laughs, "Hey, I get it, no need to explain. It's just hot in the moment. I even liked it. So.." he grips my jaw and grins at me "another round?"
How can I possibly resist?