The Arrangement | Completed | Wattys2020

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When we got home, Matty made the two of us some hot chocolate and we all watched some Christmas movie. It was only the beginning of November, but all of the Holiday movies were already starting to play. They seem to be starting earlier and earlier each year. I remember when my Mom was alive, we would always watch The Hallmark Channel's 'Christmas in July' special. They would play the best Hallmark holiday movies. It was my favorite part about Summer vacation. Thanksgiving is right around the corner. I don't know what my plans are with Matty, but I'm excited to spend this holiday season with him. It feels like that Labor Day cookout was so long ago, not just two months ago. When the movie ended, we noticed that Phoebe was barely even awake. Matty carried her up the stairs and into her bedroom so she could get some sleep. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow, and she needs all the rest she can get. We all do.

"Goodnight, sweetheart. We'll be right down the hall if you need anything." Matty said, tucking Phoebe into her bed.

"Goodnight, Matty. Goodnight, Candy. I love you." Phoebe said in her sleepy voice. Matty smiled softly at the girl wrapped in a penguin blanket. She was so little. So innocent. I loved that we were able to come on this trip and that she was able to see some more of the world. The world is too big to never be traveled.

When Matty and I got into our bed, and he flipped the switch on the lamp by our bed stand.

"Goodnight, baby. Thank you for dealing with all of this drama today." He thanked me. I could tell that he really was thankful.

"I wouldn't want to deal with it for anyone else." I smiled honestly.

We stayed silent as Matty pulled me into his side. I couldn't help but allow my mind to wonder to the question that has been burning a hole in my skull. Why hasn't Matty tried anything with me? Past all of our heavy make out sessions, we haven't done anything at all. Whenever I think we will continue our make out and take it further-he stops. I don't understand. I want Matty. I want Matty in every way I can have him. I fear that maybe he won't want me in the same way.

"Matty? Can I ask you something?" I ask into the silence.

"Hmmm?" He asks, sleep almost taking him over.

"Why haven't you tried to do anything with me?" I ask. "You know, sexually." I added.

I could feel his body tense up next to me. He quickly sat up and switched the lamp back on. Well, this woke him up.

"I uhh..." he trailed, trying to find the right words, "I wasn't aware that was something that you wanted." He admitted.

"Oh." I reply. I don't know what else to say other than 'oh'.

"Is that something that you want?" He asked cautiously.

I thought about his question before answering. I know I just said that I wanted Matty in every way, shape, and form. Yet, after being asked the question, I'm not exactly sure how to answer. If I say yes, does that mean we would sleep together tonight? I don't know if I'm ready for that yet. Mentally, that is.

"I mean, yes. I just...I don't know." I blushed, throwing my hands to cover my face. He chuckled, and gently pulled my hands away.

"No need to hide, baby. That's something I want too. Like, a lot. Maybe just...pace ourselves? I don't want us to leap into something too quickly." He assured. I felt my body relax instantly. I'm relieved that he wants this just as badly as I do, but I'm also glad that he wants to go slow. I need to go slow. Out of everything in our relationship that's fake, mainly from my part, I want that one thing in particular to be real.

It will be real.

"Okay." I said quietly, looking at him with admiration clear in my eyes. He gave me a sweet smile and switched  the lamp light back off.

"You're so beautiful." He said, pulling me in for a kiss. He kissed me softly as our mouths moved in sync. He didn't try and deepen the kiss or shove his tongue down my throat like others would probably do. He kept the slow and sweet pace before pulling away, but not before giving me one last peck.

Okay, I know he said we would take it slow, but I need something. Anything.

I took the lead this time and pulled him into another kiss. I let this one get deeper, and moved into my spot on his lap. He groaned underneath me, clearly pleased with what I was doing. His breath hitched as I moved my hips against him. I felt him begin to harden underneath me. He used his hands to guide my hips harder onto him. This is a side of Matty that I haven't seen before. Before tonight, he wouldn't dare use his hands to guide my hips against him. He just wouldn't.

"Mmm, Candace." He sighed, continuing to roll my hips against his groin. I took it one step further and lifted my shirt above my head, revealing my new black bra to him. I am so glad that I wore this new set tonight. I didn't have plans on doing anything with him tonight when I put it on. Really, I didn't. But, I'm so glad that I did.

His eyes went wide when he saw the black lace material against my skin. He removed on hand from my hip and pushed some of my hair surrounding my shoulders back, allowing him a better view of my chest. When he had a clear view, he leaned up and kissed the skin on my collar bone. His fingertips began to gently push one of the bra straps down my shoulder, and looked up at my face with a shy look.

"Is this...okay?" He asked nervously. I nodded my head quickly, not trusting my own voice. He smiled and pushed the two straps down my shoulders, and then his lips worked their way to my neck and began to kiss and suck gently.

"Matty..." I moaned, loving the soft feeling of his lips. Even with the gentle sucks, I knew it was going to leave a mark against my light skin. My words must have encouraged him, because he began to suck a bit harder. My breath hitched in my throats when I felt him unclasp my bra as it fell to the ground.

I'm sitting on top of Matty, only wearing my shorts and panties, while he is still fully clothed.

My hands traveled down to his torso and lifted the soft material he had on. He helped me in undressing him, and threw the shirt onto the floor. Let me just say this. Shirtless Matty is probably the best sight I will ever see. I felt his length underneath me, and began to tug his sweatpants down slowly. He didn't stop me, but began to look nervous.

"Is this okay?" I asked him, just as he had asked me.

"Yes." He assured me, nodding his head.

When his sweats were off, he was left in only his black boxer briefs. I could tell that he was bigger than imagined, and I did not have a problem with it whatsoever.

I leaned back down to kiss him and led my kisses from his lips, to his jaw, and down to his neck. When I began to suck at his neck the same way he did mine, he groaned in pleasure. I took that as enough encouragement to suck a bit harder. His hands found my head and he grabbed a fistful of m hair. He leaned his head outward, giving me more access. He liked this. I think he liked this more than I had, and I liked it quite a bit.

My hips began to grind against him once again, and he sat up and leaned against the headboard of the bed, pulling me closer to his body.

"Fuck, baby. Keep doing that." He groaned, pressing his fingertips into my hips.

"Matty." I moaned, not stilling my movements. "I'm going to..."I groaned.

"Me too. Keep going, baby. Don't stop." He moaned.

Our breathing began to quicken, and he held me close and tight against his body. The friction built my release, and in seconds I became a whimpering mess. I felt a wet spot underneath me as he reached his own climax.

"Fuck, baby." He sighed, pulling me down to his chest. "That was...well, that was..." He said, letting out a small laugh towards the end.

"That was perfect." I answered for him.

"I think I need a shower." He laughed. "Care to join me? I heard the view is great." He winked.

I laughed at his double innuendo.

"Yeah, I think I will." I giggled as he picked me up and carried me into the bathroom.