putty in your hands

Chapter X

Matt's packing his suitcase, getting ready for his trip to London as I watch him from the bed, lounging.
"How long are you staying?" I ask.
"Only for the weekend. Why?"
"Well.. maybe I'll miss you just a little", I smile innocently.
Matt closes the suitcase and places it next to the closet, then walks over to the bed. "How will you last without me?" he asks in horror.
"I do not know." I answer him nervously, jokingly, then I extend my hand towards him, inviting him to bed.
"Come, I want to cuddle with you for a little while before you go."
He climbs onto the bed and crawls over to me.
"Here.", I pull him between my legs to lay on top of me.
"I'm not heavy for you now?", he teases me.
"I'll endure it... you're my baby now."
"I'm not a baby," he mutters sullenly.
"Shhhh... my sweet little baby boy.", I gently run my fingers through his hair and caress his neck and face. "Are you hungry?"
He just nods his head in a positive answer and hums.
"Do you have any fresh food in the fridge?"
He nods again.
"What about an omelette and bacon? Sound good?"
He nods.
I tilt his head upwards making him look at me. "Hey..." I look into his green orbs "everything alright?"
"Yeah...everything's peachy." He reaches out to kiss me and I kiss him back gently.
"Then let's eat" I kiss his nose "or I'll eat you" then I bite his cheek.
"Ouch!", he jells grumpily.
"Adorable!" I squished his face.

"This is delicious!", he declares with his mouth full.
"Well thank you, darling." I say sweetly and he just looks at me while chewing.
"What are you up to this weekend?" he asks when he swallows.
I puff "Hm.. I don't know... I'll probably hang out with Sarah and Alex, do a little bit of reading, go to a theater..."
"You like theater?"
"Mhm" I answer as I spread butter on the toast.
"Then we can go together sometime." he suggests.
"That would be lovely." I smile at him.
"And which book are you reading?" he glances at the clock, probably checking how much time he has left before heading to London.
"Oh.. I'm re-reading Letters to Milena by Kafka. I spend too much time on the books I've already read, but what can I do. I like them too much." I bite the toast.
"I get you. Sometimes I like to remind myself of some parts too. That's why I almost always carry The Master and Margarita with me, when I'm working away from home." he takes a sip of his tea.
I look up at him and grin. "Bulgakov?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Is that your favorite book?"
"It's one of my favorites."
"Mine too.", I add.
"Shut up!" he exclaims excitedly.
"You shut up!" I match his tone. "What would your good do if evil didn't exist..." I quote.
A smile spreads across his face "...and what would the earth look like if all the shadows disappeared?", he finishes the quote.
We talk about the book throughout the whole breakfast. When we finish eating, I collect the plates and carry them to the kitchen, and Matt helps.
He stands behind me and puts his hands on the counter, trapping me.
I turn around and look up at him, smiling mischievously "What?" I ask insolently.
He cups my chin and grins: "I'm here for a goodbye quickie"
"Are you now?" I raise my brow teasingly. "How much time do you have?"
He looks at his watch. "About 15 minutes."
"15 minutes? Aren't you full of yourself." I continue teasing as I lean in, brushing my lips against his as I speak.
"Last night it took you even less to come, if I remember well.", he narrows his brows, teasing me back.
"What can I say..." I purr "I like it from behind."
He exhales loudly before he kisses me quickly, his hands already unzipping his trousers.
I removed boxers that I borrowed, then wrapped my hands around his neck, kissing him hungrily.
He sits me on the counter and I instantly wrap my legs around his waist.
"Relax darling", he says as he carefully slides his cock inside me "thats it, good girl."
I bite my lower lip at the feeling of fullness, and I rest my cheek on his shoulder as I hug him tightly, letting him plunge into me hurriedly, thrust after thrust while I whimper and moan occasionally.
I feel him twitch inside of me, a sign that he'll cum soon, so I withdraw to look at him.
He returns my gaze, his mouth open in pleasure, hair on his forehead, looking beautiful as always. He cups my cheek and pulls me in a passionate kiss, making me moan and arch my back as his thrusts become deeper and more determined.
I look at him again once we separate "ohh.. I-I'll miss you."
"Shh.. it's just for the weekend.", Matt tries to calm me. "I'll miss you too", he attacks my neck with open-mouth kisses and bites, "and how warm and welcoming your cunt is for me".
My pussy clenches at his words, and he moans "F-fuck Eleanor.", he slides his hand between my legs to rub my clit. "You're close, hm?"
I just nod, my head lolling to the side as I wince at the feeling of his cock pounding deep inside of me.
He bites on my neck and sucks, leaving a hickey "Something to remember me by, while I'm away.", he says lowly.
"Ohhh Matt", I whine loudly as I cum, pulling him close to me. He puts his hands on my ass cheeks, pushing me on his cock as he violently thrust into my pulsating cunt.
"Hmmm f- fuck yes", he groans as he cums abundantly inside of me "you're even tighter when you orgasm.", he buries his face in the crook of my neck and I hug him so hard that there's no room left between us.
After a few moments he pulls away, letting his cock slip out of me and I wince at the feeling.
He kisses me again. "We'll be in touch.", he pinches my cheek, like I'm a kid.
"We will?", I ask happily.
"Of course, darling.", he pulls on his pants. "Who could handle the whole weekend without you?"

"So you're going alone?" I ask him while he locks the apartment.
"Paul's going with me. It's just 3 hours drive, so just as he starts being boring, we're there."
I laugh with him. But isn't Paul supposed to go on a date with Sarah this weekend? I think to myself. I have to call her. I make a mental note as I kiss Matt goodbye.