putty in your hands

Chapter IX

I walk out of the bathroom after a quick shower.
"So.. this happened.", I show to Matt my now cum-stained skirt.
"Ooops.", he says, putting on his I'm sorry expression. "I'll buy you a new one. Borrow something mine."
"You're bigger than me." I roll my eyes. "Do we really have to go?" I say in a whiny tone.
"I thought we could go on a lovely dinner, to a nice restaurant.", Matt stands in front of me and kisses the top of my head "put on my sweatpants, I'll drive you home so you can change."
"Or..", I suggest "or we could stay in for tonight, order us some food, watch a movie..." I smile sweetly at him hoping he'll agree. "And we'll go out when you get back from London."
"You don't want to go out?", he raises his brow at me, slightly confused.
I shake my head in response. "Nope. I'd rather stay here and nuzzle with you on the bed."
"Then it's settled.", he spanks me over the towel playfully.
"And maybe then we can go again. Instead of dessert." I wink at him before going to the bedroom.
"Now we're talking.", he mutters to himself as he wanders over to the phone.
I put on Matt's t-shirt and boxers, the first ones I found in the closet while he orders various items from the menu, glancing over at me through the open door, as I nod in approval.
When he finishes the conversation he walks over, eyeing me. "I have to say I prefer your underwear. It's more revealing.", he notices as he leans on the doorpost.
"Well you'll have to endure this tonight. Besides, it's comfy, and it smells like you." I say as I playfully get on the bed and take the remote from a night table, showing it to him viciously "you know what this means."
His eyes widen as his glance falls on the remote. "Oh, no you won't!", he hurriedly gets on the bed "I can't watch another rom-com" he playfully wrestles with me and I try to keep the remote away from him, gripping it tight.
"Matt!" I say through a laugh. He's still trying to take the remote, his body is pressing mine into the mattress as I try to wiggle out.
"Give it to me!", he's laughing too as he grabs my arms and looks down at me. "Surrender.", he breathes out, grinning.
"Never!" I mouth before I lick his cheek.
"Are those your final words?"
"Yes."
"Very well." he moves his hand down and starts tickling me which makes me throw my legs around, trying to get away.
"Okay, okay!" I declare "You've won."
He stops and observes me. "Not so brave anymore, hm?"
I smirk as I look at him seductively, bucking my hips into him.
He chuckles. "That's not going to work." His hand is still pinning my arms.
"No?" I question before tilting my head in attempt to kiss him.
He withdraws "ah—ah"
I grin. "Fine. Can you kiss me now?"
"First the remote."
I roll my eyes as I push it from my palm on the mattress. "Satisfied?" I raise my brow at him.
"We're getting there, aren't we?" he leans in and kisses me tenderly. My mouth welcome his tongue eagerly and I run my hands through his hair as soon as he frees them from his grip.
He starts pulling at the boxers when we hear the doorbell.
"I'm coming!", he yells, pressing his forehead to mine while we catch our breaths. When he collects himself he goes to take our food with the remote in his hand. "I don't want it to fall into your pretty little hands again." he teases and I just scoff.

We're halfway through the movie of Matt's choice, I'm fed and sleepy. I'm laying on the side, my face on his chest, leg thrown over his as he strokes my hair, lulling me to sleep.
I'm still fighting the urge to close my eyes, his soft lips are pressing kisses on the crown of my head and I nuzzle into him.
The movie is good, or I would fall asleep already but I really want to know what happens, when a sex scene appears on the screen and I instantly blush. I feel ashamed and my heart quickens. I clear my throat nervously which Matt notices.
He cups my chin and tilts my head, making me look at him. "What is it?", he smirks.
"N-nothing.", I say defensively but he can sense what's going on.
"I think you're uncomfortable.", he's amused.
"Well I'm not."
"You're blushing."
I can hear moaning from the TV, along with other sex noises and I feel my face getting even hotter.
"Must be the spices.", I play stupid.
He chuckles. "Are you embarrassed?"
I switch my glance to a wall behind him, staying quiet.
"Oh my God. You actually are."
I pout. "Well don't make fun of me!"
He throws his head backwards, laughing, and I puff offendedly as I slap his arm.
He looks at me again, leaning closer until our noses touch. "My silly girl. We've done so much more than what is shown there", he points at the screen. "I don't remember you being shy then. But you see two naked people on TV and your face turns red."
"I-it's different, I feel like we're intruders." I try to explain myself.
"And for that, we'll have to watch it properly.", he rewinds the scene and I sit up, resting my back on the headboard. I'm wide awake at this point.
Matt looks up at me as the scene plays again.
The man roughly takes off the woman's clothes, pulling it and throwing around. He pushes her on the bed like she's a mannequin and practically uses her for his pleasure, but it seems that she likes it, quite a lot actually. I let out a soft breath, slightly turned on by that obscenity. Matt mostly looks at me, only paying attention to the movie when he catches my reaction to a certain scene.
When it's over he sneaks his hand between my legs and into the boxers, sliding his fingers through my folds toward the entrance.
"Fuck Eleanor.." he pushes a finger inside of my wet cunt, making me moan slightly "you liked that, didn't you?" I blush as my breath hitches.
He withdraws his hand, his attention is turned to the screen, and I lay down again, nuzzling my body into his.
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Wet touch of lips across my neck, jaw and face, and hungry hands roaming my body slowly wake me up, pulling me into reality.
"Uh..", I mumble sleepily, turning onto my stomach.
"Shhh" Matt whispers, pulling me closer by the hips as he hovers over me. "I haven't gotten my dessert last night.", he pulls boxers over my ass in attempt to take 'em off.
So it's morning already, I guess. I'm not sure if I'm dreaming this, too drowsy to distinguish a dream from reality.
After a few moments of feeling him shifting on the bed and toying with the covers, I feel his hot breath on my exposed sex just before his tongue hits my entrance.
"Hmm", I dimly become aware of his actions and my legs naturally spread for him.
"Even when you're sleeping you want me to fuck you, hm?", Matt licks my entrance a few more times before spitting on it instead of lube.
He then frees his cock, pumps it a few times and slowly enters me.
"Daddyyy" I whine sleepily, instinctively arching my back with my ass in the air, and he grabs my rear.
"My good little girl, letting daddy fuck her whenever he wants."
I feel warm and full, and at the edge of consciousness as his cock scrapes my inner walls, making my wetness spread, and all I can do is let out small breaths with his each thrust.
Matt hovers over me again, his chest pressed against my back as he cooes into my ear "you're taking me so well, so obedient for daddy."
I can feel his hot breath on my face as he pistons his hips into me, his cock penetrating deep inside of me "daddy will rock you back to sleep"
His body keeps me still, and in a half-sleep I feel electric warmth in my lower stomach that is concentrating into a ball, a sign that I'm close.
My walls are tightening, pulsating around Matt, making him hiss in pleasure "f-fuck babygirl, just like that", his thrusts grow more urgent "clench for daddy, milk my cock"
My body tenses and I whimper weakly as I come, the release intertwining with dizziness, on the ledge of sleep.
Matt growls, bucking his hips as he finishes inside of me, spurts of cum warming up my inner walls, his wet lips pressed on my neck as he breathes loudly.
A trace of his ghostly kisses on my cheek is all I remember before drowning back into slumber.