ashes [m.h.] (Completed)

Chapter 20.

We enter Matty's apartment in a comfortable silence, his keys jingling as he puts them away. Classes went smoothly, nothing new being taught. I met up with Mia in my last class as usual, Matty not minding me sitting next to her instead of him. She didn't  seem to have let up on her interrogating questions about Matty and I's "relationship". I simply laughed them off, and she seemed to take the hint.

The ride back to his apartment was strictly just to get my car. That was the initial purpose at least. Somehow, someway, I ended up riding the elevator up with him, with plans of staying for an early dinner.

"Want to order a pizza or something?" Matty's voice breaks the silence.

"I'm a little burnt out on pizza, if im being completely honest." I laugh to myself.

"Suggestions then?" He says, sporting a small smirk.

"I don't know, are there any Chinese places around here?"

He reaches in his pocket and retrieves his phone before responding.

"I'll give them a ring."

***

No less than 30 minutes later, a knock is heard on the door. Matty stands from his chair at the table and heads to answer the door. He returns not long after with white take out boxes in hand.

"Orange chicken and vegetable rice for you," He says, setting the container in front of me. "and Mandarin chicken with white rice for me." He takes the seat adjacent to me.

"Mmm. I love orange chicken."

He simply smirks, placing a packaged plastic utensils in front of me. I happily take the fork in hand and begin to dig in. The taste is heavenly on my tongue, and I moan for the second time today in this chair.

"Do you always get turned on my food?" Matty teases.

I nearly choke.

"I'm not turned on!" I yell. The moment the words leave my lips I can't help but burst into a fit of laughter. The sweet sound of Matty's low chuckles blend perfectly with mine, filling the room.

The silence returns as we calm down, but is quickly interrupted.

"Thank you for coming." He says, looking straight into my eyes.

"Oh, it's no problem. I needed to get my car anyway-"

"No, I mean last night." He interrupts.

"Oh."

"I may not remember much, but I'm pretty sure Jackson's nosey arse called you. I know you are beyond pissed at me so thank you for staying, because I know I don't deserve you here."

I don't know what to say. Out of all things I expected him to say, this would be my last. Although everything he said is true, hearing him admit it makes me feel... almost bad for him.

"Why?" I interrupt my thoughts.

He looks to me with a flash of confusion in his eyes.

"Why what?"

"Why did you get piss drunk Matty?" My voice becomes more stern.

His eyes fall to the table, as silence falls between us. I try to search his face for answers.

"I just needed a distraction." He breathes, voice barely audible to my ears.

"You sound like my father." I whisper as well.

His head snaps at my comment. Pain flashes in his eyes before empathy begins to fill them.

I sigh.

"Matty, you could've talked to me. Next time, just call me. I'm here for you." I place a hand on his thigh in a comforting gesture.

His eyes go to my hand and silence fills the room again.

Matty's p.o.v

Her touch is all that I'm focused on. The way my skin tingles at the contact between us makes me hungry for more. The effect she has on me drives me insane.

My thoughts are lost at the sight of her removing the hand from my leg. My mind takes over, grabbing her and pulling her by the hand closer to me. She stands from her chair, complying with my pull. My hands reach for her hips, and she lifts a leg over my lap, setting both knees on either side of me. Her hands grasp my shoulders as I pull her body closer to mine.

"I- I should really go." She tries to pull away.

I don't let her go. Instead I let my lips reach her neck, kissing her skin softly. A light moan slips from her lips, making my hunger for her grow. I don't stop kissing and sucking on her beautiful skin, practically begging her with every kiss.

"Babe, stay. Stay. Stay. Stay. Stay."

She doesn't respond, simply lowering her hips onto my lap, rubbing against me slowly. My eyes travel up to hers, and I meet her gaze. The innocence in her eyes quickly fades, beginning to grow dark with lust. Her head dips down, touching her lips with mine. I kiss back with full force, wanting to savour every last bit of her.

She pulls away briefly, taking the time to catch her breath. My thumb lingers, tracing across her full lips. She parts them slightly. I take the invitation, sliding my thumb slowly through. Her lips close around me, as she sucks with a sinful look in her eyes.

My free hand works it's way to the waistband of her shorts, and I tug them down with ease. Baby blue lace panties are all that covers the area she wants me to touch the most. She becomes impatient, taking the liberty of rubbing herself against me. I move my hands to grasp her waist, holding her body still. I trace my fingers along her delicate skin, teasing her more.

I grasp the top of her underwear and slide my hand beneath them swiftly. She moans aloud as I slide my finger against her sensitive area. She's so slick and wet against me, I can't help but groan. As much as I would love to tease her more, I can't help myself in slipping a finger into her. A loud moan spills from her lips and its like heaven to my ears. She grips my chest, and begins rocking herself against my hand. I pump my finger in and out, adding to the intensity.

"Matty." She moans, tightening her grip on me.

I watch her close as she begins to come undone in my arms. Her breathing becomes ragged and her motions get sloppy as she reaches her high. Her eyes screw shut. I hold her tight in my arms until she regains her composure.

I remove my hand, as a beat of silence passes.

"Stay the night." I half ask, half command, in a low whisper.

"Okay." She breathes.