love affairs

Chapter 2

I could smell the alcohol from Matts' breath. Jack and Jack shortly followed behind him. They reeked of weed, which was normal for them.

"Yo yo yo, lil mama. What's going on here?" G asked. "Yeah, I'd like to know what's going on here too," Matt agreed. "Nothing's going on. It's super fucking crowded here so I grabbed onto Nates' hand so it'd be easier to follow him and not lose him in the crowd. Chill out, geez," I replied.

Matts' grip got tighter and he pulled me back behind him. "Matt, what the hell. Let go of me, I'm not some little girl you can boss around. God, I hate when you drink," I said. "And I hate when other guys touch my girl," he said, looking Nate straight in the eyes. "Yo, bro. It wasn't even like that," Nate started. "Yeah, she's a beautiful lil lady but" ... "You don't need to tell me my girl is beautiful. I already know she's beautiful," Matt interuppted. "But," Nate continued, " I was simply tryna make sure she didn't get left behind in the crowd. I respect that she's your girl."

Matt glared at Nate while I tried to free my wrist from Matts' grip. I finally got him to let go, causing him to look away from Nate and turn back to me.

"I'm sorry if I gave off wrong intentions but I just wanna have fun tonight okay. I don't want your girl, she's all yours. K man?" Nate defended.

'I don't want your girl.' Those words stung. I know they shouldn't hurt like they did but, did he really mean it?

"Just stay away from her okay," Matt replied. He didn't give Nate a chance to reply before he stormed off, once again, grabbing my wrist to pull me off with him. "Guest bedroom. Now," he said before I had the chance to ask where we were going.

When we got to the bedroom, he let go of my wrist. "Is it true? Or are you just protecting him, huh?" questioned Matt. "Oh Jesus, let it rest Matt. Enough. You're drunk and over reacting. Fuck, I hate it when you drink too much. What did you even have?" "I'm not even drunk! I had like 2 shots of UV with Sammy and the rest of Johnsons' beer!" he defended. "Well, obviously it's enough to get your anger out of control," I fired back.

Matt got up and locked the door. What the fuck was he going to do? "You've been a bad girl. You don't deserve a surprise when you get home. I'll just have to discipline you right here, right now."

I lied, I only like when Matt drinks a lot and he gets sexy and controlling.

"And if I don't do as you say?" I smirked back at him. "You'll get punished," he said pushing me down on the bed.

He pinned my arms up above my head and said, "Move and I'll spank you." Of course, I moved; only to piss him off a little. He took of his belt and used it to tie my hands down. "Hey smarty, shouldn't you I dont know, take my dress off before you tie my hands? Considering it won't come all the way off if my hands are tied," I sarcastically taunted him. "Dammit, K. You're ruining my controlling of this foreplay," he chuckled as he untied the belt.

As soon as he untied the belt, I flipped over and got on top of him. "The tables have turned, haven't they Espinosa?" "K, not funny," he said trying not to show his satisfaction. Matt loved when I got on top of him and took control. "You're asking to be punshined, aren't you?" he said trying to scare me. "Oh, baby. I'm so scared," I acted. I was vulnerable at that moment and he took his shot. I, once again, was on the bottom.

"No more words, I'm taking control," he demanded. I simply nodded my head to show I understood. He then started to run his fingers between the inner sides of my thighs. I let out a soft 'mmm', causing him to stop and glare at me. He started up again but this time got closer. He pushed up my dress past my undies. He traced the hem of them, then slid his fingers right under them. I took a deep breath preparing for what came next, but then he stopped. What a fucking tease.

"Turn around, on your stomach," he demanded. I did as was told. I turned over, exposing my thong. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Matt smirking. "You've been a bad girl, and you need to be set straight," he said as he spanked me. "Learned your lesson yet?" "Yes," I replied, not really caring if he spanked me some more considering I enjoyed it. "You spoke, I said no speaking," he said, spanking me again.

He turned me over, sat me up, took off my dress, and then turned me back over on my stomach. He started leaving soft kisses on my lower back, slowly moving up my spine. Every now and then, he'd run his tongue up my back, causing me to arch my back in pleasure. He unhooked my bra, then turned me over. He slid the straps down my arms, exposing my breasts.

He cupped my breasts in his hands while he left soft kisses above the hemline of my undies. He then started to move upwards, softly sucking in certain spots to leave little love bites. A slight moan escaped my mouth. He continued to move up and at this point, he was in between my breasts. He began to kiss and nibble write along the outlines of my breasts, and up to my neck. Slowly, he made his way up to my lips and started to kiss them.

His hands left my chest to find my hands and interlock his fingers in between mine. He was kissing me so passionately, a way I don't think I've ever felt before in the 2 and a half years we've been together. I could feel his length pushed up against my thigh. I started to wiggle my fingers out of his grip and started to unbutton his shirt. He continued to kiss me, but started to suck on my lip as well.

He untucked and took off his shirt as soon as I unbuttoned it. He then started to unbuckle his jeans. He kicked of his shoes, pulling his jeans off after, leaving him only in his boxers. The outline of his length was clearly visible through his boxers. I began to pull them off, exposing him; but then, we were interuppted.

"COPS! COPS ARE COMING! GET OUT! GET OUT!"

We both stopped in our tracks and began to frantically get dressed. I threw on my dress without my bra because I had no idea where Matt had thrown it. Matts shirt wasn't even buttoned when we ran out of the room, onto the first floor.

"Shit, c'mon! Let's go, we can't get busted!" Matt said as he pulled me towards the door.

G was passed out on the couch with some chick in his arms and Johnson was higher than a kite, not even realizing what was happening. "Baby, we can't just leave them," I said pulling over to where they were. I grabbed Johnsons hand and he followed me outside. Matt had to wake up G and carry him a bit since he was obviously drunk and couldn't stand up to save his life.

We mananaged to get out of there before the cops arrived. Once we got home, G was wide awake and Johnson was knocked out. Johnson woke up, and made himself welcome at our home, which he already knew he was. We all trailed behind him and the boys knocked out on the living room floor.

I ran upstairs to charge my phone and I realized I had a missed call and a voicemail. I listened to the voicemail ...

"You have one new message. New message.

Hey lil mama, I got somebody that wants to talk to youuuu ... Sammy give me the phone ... Hey Kailani, it-it's Nate. Um, I just wanted to apologize for what happened tonight. Let me make it up to you, I don't want my first impression on you to be a girlfriend stealer haha. I'll text you soon, and I'll take you out to make up for this. Good night pretty lady ... Good night lil mama, have sweet dreams about Nate ahahaaaa ... Sammy shut the fuck up ..."

Oh no, oh no, oh no. I could feel the butterflies brewing in my stomach. My throat suddenly felt tight and dry. I have no idea what to do. I want Nate to take me out but, I have a boyfriend. What Matt doesn't know won't hurt him.

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Sorry for the late update! I had no idea what to write next so I hope this suits you all! Btw, excuse the awkwardness im the smut hahaha. I havent written smut in over a year lol