We've All Been More Than Eager To Sin

Ok this is my first story and my first time writing anything, so feed back would be much appreciated!

***** this story contains Adult content, so if you don't like that kind of stuff, then please don't read*****

You've been warned :)

His hazel eyes burned into mine, as he stepped off the tour bus. Those eyes that I hadn't been able to look in for the past seven months.

He slung his bag over his shoulder and pulled his aviators down before waving the bus off.

I stood in the driveway, shuffling my feet against the asphalt. Having it been so long, I wasn't quite sure what to do. But my eyes watched as he slowly made his way up the driveway in anticipation.

As he got closer, the smile that makes my heart melt flashed crossed his face. Only making his dimples pop out even more.

I could feel my cheeks start to burn. His presence always made, my body burn with excitement. He knew what he did to me, and he took pleasure in making it happen all the time.

"Hey" he calmly said, as he waved his hand

"Hi.." I gave a shy smile, my eyes nervously glancing down at the ground.

"Well this is some great welcome home" he chuckled softly as he set his bag down. "Not that I don't mind, just having my best friend here"

Those words dug into my heart like a knife. But I managed to pull a smile onto my face, and look up at him.

"Yep just me, how have you been?" I asked, reaching for his bag. But he swatted my hand away, picking up his bag again.

"Good, really good. Missing you though" his arms quickly out stretched and grabbed me. Pulling my body right against his.

"Me too Matty, me too" I mumbled against his chest.

His hand gently placed against my head as his fingers smoothed out my hair. Slowly he pulled away, running his hand down my arm till it reached my hand, where he laced our fingers.

"Come on let's go get caught up" I didn't have to look at him to here the smirk in his voice. Either way he had my cheeks burning brighter by the moment.

Tugging at my arm we continued our walk up the driveway. Every now and then from the corner of my eye, I'd catch him looking at me. I know seven months was a long time, but I didn't change that much. I was still plain, old, boring me.

Finally we were on the stoop, and I watched as he fiddled with the key. In a few moments he managed to open the door, and let us in.

I walked in first, stepping into the foyer waiting for him to follow. Hearing his bag drop to the ground and the lock gently click in place. I knew it was over, what ever will power I had was now gone, and in his hands.

Closing my eyes, I felt my body shutter as his warm breath tickled the back of my neck. His hands quickly wrapping around my waist pulling my back to his front.

"Did you miss me?" he whispered as his teeth grazed my ear lobe.

I swallowed the huge lump in my throat, but I still couldn't answer. My body seemed to be frozen in place, just by the mere touch of him.

"I'll take that as a yes" he chuckled as he placed his lips on the crock of my neck. "Have you been good?" I felt his lips curl into a smirk as he continued to kiss me.

"Y-yes" I stuttered as I finally pulled myself away from him. As I turned around to look at him a frown fell upon his face.

"What's wrong? Did I do something?" his eyes darkened with sadness, as he silently blamed himself for my actions.