One Shots: THE LOVE GAME

Chapter 23

Matt's POV

I sat at the dinner table in Aylin's house, the aroma of the food filling the room and bringing back memories of our high-school romance. Aylin was busy in the kitchen, putting the finishing touches on our meal. I couldn't help but smile as I thought about the times we shared back in Madina Academy Boarding School.

Flashback

I was the headboy of the school, always strict about students breaking the rules. But when it came to Aylin, I was willing to bend the rules for her. I remember sneaking her into my cube at the dormitory, cuddling with her late into the night. She would always freak out about getting caught, but I reassured her that I would look after her.

Our passion was undeniable, especially in the school library. I remembered the time we had sex there, the thrill of being caught only adding to the excitement. We were young and in love, and nothing could stop us.

End of Flashback

As we sat down to dinner, Aylin and I exchanged small talk, catching up on each other's lives. I couldn't help but notice how beautiful she looked in the blue blouse she was wearing. It brought back memories of our time together in high school, the passion and love we shared.

I apologized once again for leaving her back then, but Aylin simply smiled and said, "The past is in the past. Let's forget and move on." Her words filled me with hope, knowing that maybe we could start fresh and build a new future together.

After dinner, I took Kyes to bed as he had fallen asleep. I was about to leave when Aylin stopped me. "Do you want to stay the night?" she asked, her eyes filled with longing.

I hesitated, knowing that I was now a Pilot staying the night at someplace other than my condo could be against regulations. But Aylin didn't seem to care. She moved closer to me, her lips inches away from mine. Before I knew it, we were kissing, the passion between us reigniting.

I couldn't resist her any longer. I agreed to stay the night, knowing that being in her arms was where I truly belonged. As we cuddled in bed, I whispered, "I need to go back to my own bed and sleep and dream of you..."

Aylin laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I am serious, Matt," she said, her voice soft and inviting.

I knew she was serious, but I couldn't help but tease her. "But you're also a teacher. Is this against school regulations?" I asked, a smirk playing on my lips.

Aylin laughed and kissed me again, her lips soft and warm against mine. "Who cares a5bout regulations when we have each other?" she whispered, her breath hot against my skin.

I couldn't argue with that. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close. We fell asleep in each other's arms, the memories of our high-school romance fading into the background as we embraced the present and the future that lay ahead.

Aylin's POV

I couldn't sleep. The fear of Matt leaving me again was consuming me, keeping me wide awake in the darkness of our bedroom. I lay there, staring at the ceiling, my mind racing with thoughts of what could happen if he decided to walk away once more.

I turned to look at Matt, sleeping peacefully beside me. His arm was draped over my waist, pulling me close to him in a protective embrace. I could feel his warmth against my skin, his steady breaths lulling me into a sense of security. But even in his arms, the fear lingered.

I couldn't help but think back to high school, when Matt would sneak me into his dormitory room and let me sleep in his bed. It was against the rules, but he didn't care. He just wanted to make sure I was safe, that I wouldn't disappear like I had before.

I remembered the way he would hold me close, whispering words of love and reassurance in my ear. I remembered the feeling of his lips on mine, the way his touch made me feel alive and whole. And I remembered the pain of his absence when he left for college, leaving me behind with a broken heart.

But now, here we were, years later, with a son of our own. Kyes was sleeping soundly in his room down the hall, unaware of the turmoil that was brewing in his parents' bedroom. I couldn't bear the thought of losing Matt again, of being left alone once more.

I got up from the bed, needing some air to clear my head. I made my way to the kitchen, the cool tiles soothing beneath my bare feet. I poured myself a glass of water, trying to calm my racing heart.

I heard footsteps behind me and turned to see Matt standing in the doorway. His eyes were dark with desire, his gaze burning into mine. Without a word, he crossed the room and stood in front of me, his hands reaching out to cup my face.

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He kissed me, softly at first, then with more urgency. His lips were warm and familiar, sending shivers down my spine. I melted into his embrace, my body responding to his touch with a hunger that had been dormant for too long.

He lifted me effortlessly onto the kitchen counter, his hands roaming over my body with a possessiveness that made my head spin. I could feel the heat between us, the electricity that crackled in the air.

"Tell me to stop, and I will," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin.

I shook my head, unable to form words. All I could think about was how much I loved him, how much I needed him in that moment.

"I love you, Matt," I managed to say, my voice barely a whisper.

He understood my intentions, his eyes darkening with desire. He kissed me again, his hands trailing down my body, igniting a fire within me that threatened to consume us both.

I moaned as he kissed my neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake. I arched my back, offering myself to him completely, my body aching for his touch.

He moved lower, his lips finding my breast, his tongue flicking over my hardened nipple. I gasped, my hands tangling in his hair, urging him on. The pleasure was overwhelming, the sensation of his mouth on me driving me to the edge of sanity.

I moaned his name, my voice a desperate plea for more. He obliged, his touch becoming more urgent, more demanding. I felt myself unraveling beneath him, my body on the brink of ecstasy.

But just as we were on the verge of losing ourselves in each other, a cry pierced the air, shattering the moment. Kyes was awake, his small voice calling out for us in the darkness.

We pulled away from each other, our breathing ragged, our bodies still humming with desire. Matt looked at me, his eyes filled with regret.

"We should go to him," he said, his voice heavy with disappointment.

I nodded, my heart heavy with unfulfilled longing. We straightened ourselves, trying to compose ourselves before facing our son.

As we made our way to Kyes' room, I couldn't help but wonder what could have been if we had been able to continue. But I pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the love that bound us together, the family that we had created.

And as I held my son in my arms, soothing him back to sleep, I knew that no matter what happened, Matt would always be there for me, just as he had been all those years ago in high school. And for that, I was grateful.