Don't hold it like that, hold it like this" Matt growled as he moved MJ's hand.
She was really starting to regret her offer to help Matt patch up a small hole in the skiff. The rest of the family was busy with other chores so she had followed her husband down to the beach to lend him a hand.
"Sorry, I've never patched a skiff before" MJ snapped back at him.
"I can tell. Hand me the pliers out of the toolbox" he nodded towards the box at her feet.
She felt around in the box pulling out the first object with handles she felt tossing it over to Matt.
He let out a long loud breath before turning to look at her. "I said pliers not wire cutters" holding up the object and tossing it back to her. She grabbed something else, looking it over first as she handed it over. Matt laughed, but it was condescending. "A pipe wrench! That'll come in handy!" He said sarcastically, throwing the tool at her feet in the mud.
"Geez Matt, you don't have to be such a grouch!" MJ said throwing the tool back in the box digging around for the right one, "Keep that up and I'll have to start calling you Bam." She mumbled under her breath. Matt glared at her, obviously having heard.
"Well, I've got a million things to do today and you're slowing me down. Great, now it's starting to rain" he said holding his hand up feeling the drops.
"Well, if I'm slowing you down so much I'll just go and find something more useful to do with my time then sit here and listen to you complain"
MJ stomped her way up the trail back towards their cabin swearing under her breath the whole way. She wasn't use to Matt being in such a bad mood and she hated it. It definitely wasn't the sweet light hearted man she had fallen in love with. She loved his mischievous laugh, not the snarky, moody tone he'd be carrying today.
By the time MJ made it back to the cabin the rain had really started coming down. She slammed the door behind her trying to escape the cold droplets. As she stood at the window watching the heavy rain she started to feel a little guilty for leaving Matt behind. He'd never have abandoned her out here, even if she was being difficult.
"Big jerk" she mumbled as she dug through a closet looking for an umbrella. Before MJ could find it she heard the front door open and the sound of Matt's boots stomping inside.
She leaned on the doorframe watching him, smiling as he shook the rain out his wet curls.
"God it started coming down hard." Matt said, taking off his soaked jacket and throwing it on the coat hook on the wall.
"How hard was it?" MJ teased, her arms crossed as she noticed water droplets from his hair, running down his neck and down the front of his chest, soaking into his tank top. Matt looked up at her, obvious his mood from earlier was easing. He couldn't help but curl his lips in a half smile.
"Pretty hard, might be set in all day." He walked up to MJ, leaning his hand against the wall next to her.
"All day? So we're stuck inside with nothing to do.?" MJ said, faking a pronounced pout. Matt laughed a deep, husky laugh in his throat.
"Oh there's lots to do..." He said leaning closer to her. He lifted his other hand, one finger tracing the line of her cheek, "Me...for example."
MJ couldn't help but giggle at his dirty joke. He leaned even closer to her, his wet curls brushing her face as his lips met hers softly. She returned his kiss, sliding her arms around his neck, feeling his wet skin against her arms.
"I guess that's a yes." He joked, smiling as he placed his hands on her hips, pulling her flush with his body.
"I don't know" MJ teased, "you weren't being very nice today."
"Let me make it up to you" Matt said lightly kissing the base of her neck.
MJ moaned in response. His warm lips against her chilled skin felt amazing. She ran her fingers down his back hooking them under his wet shirt, pulling it off his body. She ran her fingertips down his chest admiring his physique. The way his jeans hung off his hips just enough to remind her of what was waiting at the end of his happy trail.
"Getting me dried off so I can get you wet?" He asked gliding his finger slowly down the front of her shirt. He stared at her breasts that were rising and falling with every breath she took, licking his lips at the thought of grazing his tongue over the sensitive flesh.
MJ decided the best way to make him pay for his actions earlier would be to inflict a little torture. She slowly took her shirt off knowing full well she hadn't put a bra back on when she changed out of her wet clothes earlier. Standing in front of Matt she arched her back running her hands over herself.
"See something you like?" She teased.
Matt started to step forward "nope, not yet" she said pushing her hand on his chest.
Slowly backing away from him she stopped just out of arms reach and continued her game.
MJ slid her fingers into the waistband of her leggings sliding them ever so slowly down her legs. Stepping out of them she was left standing in her black thong.
Matt watched helplessly as his excitement grew by the second. He desperately wanted to put his hands all over her but decided to let her play her little game for a little longer.
MJ could see just how much Matt wanted her. His skin flushed, his breath quickening, and the bulge in his pants growing in front of her eyes. She turned around her back to him as she started to remove her thong painstakingly slow. She bent over to remove it from her ankles giving him a full view of her backside. She could feel his gaze without having to look.
Matt unable to endure anymore raced forward grabbing her waist and slamming her back against him. His hands roaming her as his tongue and lips danced across her neck. She whimpered as she grinded herself against him wanting so much more.
Escaping his grasp she spun around facing him quickly jerking open his jeans and sliding down the zipper. Prying the wet pants off of him she ran her palm against his boxers causing him to moan. She lowered herself down onto her knees taking a moment to glance up at Matt, his eyes full of desire. With a proud smirk on her face she slid his boxers down allowing him to spring free. Taking him in her hand she flicked her tongue back and forth over the tip of him. A loud moan escaping Matt's mouth as he rocked his hips forward. She continued her slow torture on him never taking him fully in her mouth the way he so desperately needed.
Unable to take the growing pressure Matt pulled her up and pressed her back against the wall. He lifted her leg wrapping it around his waist.
"Now it's my turn" he growled biting her earlobe as his fingers ran down her body finding their way to her core.
MJ threw her head back against the wall as his quickening fingers caused moan after moan to escape her lips. The sound of her moaning his name, her fingers digging into him, and her dripping desire were causing Matt to lose control of himself.
He quickly removed his fingers replacing them with his throbbing member.
"Fuck" he hissed as filled her up to her brink.
He slowly rocked his hips savoring the feeling of gliding in and out of her. MJ whimpered as she moved her hips desperately trying to get him to move faster. Giving in to his own desire Matt sped up his movements, one hand digging into her hip the other wrapped under her thigh as her leg still dangled behind his back.
The sound of their bodies coming together filled the room along with their moans and heavy breaths. MJ could feel herself unwinding with each thrust, her muscles clinging tighter and tighter to him.
"Cum for me baby" Matt whispered sending her over the edge. Her body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure washed through her.
The sensation of her quivering body sending Matt into his own bliss as he roughly rocked into her spilling himself until he was empty.
They both stood eyes closed breathing heavily into the now quiet room. Matt carefully pulled himself from her and they both slid to the floor, their legs to week to hold them. Matt pulled MJ into his arms as she lazily ran her hand up and down his arm
"Are you still mad at me?" He asked
"Nope, I think you're forgiven."
