RATED R
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Showing no mercy towards your lips, Matt connected his lips to yours just as you assured him that this is what you want. You were sick and tired of all the fighting and arguments, you needed to relax feel serene for once.
He didn't waste any time pushing his boxers down his legs, before tugging your underwear down your thighs quickly. Matt's lips slowly moved against yours as his hand reached over to the night stand, fumbling with the drawers until he retrieved a plastic wrapper. His lips still leaving yours, he slid the latex over him.
"You're sure about this?" He asked quietly, his tone hoarse and scratchy. You nodded your head, reassuring him again. Then, slowly, he eased inside of you, his jaw clenching as he rocked his hips into yours. A slight sting and burning sensation fills you, your eyes becoming glassy as his kisses became sloppy, his thrusts slowly stretching you.
"Fuck," He hissed against your lips, "You're so tight, baby."
Your teeth grazed across his tongue when he rocked his hips harshly, and you let out a whimper, your body pressing into the mattress.
"Shit, sorry," Matt's movements instantly stopped.
"No- keep going," You begged, and as much as the pain burned, you didn't want Matt to draw out. You've been wanting this.
He seemed hesitant for a moment, but in a way to distract you, his soft swollen lips left yours, and instead sponged smoothing kisses down the crook of your neck. His tongue massaged the skin as his hips rolled into yours, the hallow feeling fading away with each of his thrusts.
"How does it feel, baby?" Matt whispered against your moist skin.
"Better," You replied, your small hands wrapping around his back.
His tongue moved slowly around your collarbone, fire spreading beneath his touch. His steady movements became more stable as he sunk further into you.
"Can I go faster, baby?" Matt questioned in one breath, already panting over you. Nodding slowly, you approved.
His hips began to rock faster against yours, his length hitting the perfect spots of your core. The muscles on his back became prominent as he rolled his hips quicker, thrusting into you with a fierce force. Your head rolled back, moaning at the sensation.
"Fuck," Matt groaned, "You feel so good."
You couldn't sputter any words, seeing as anything that fell from your lips became a moan. The sensation rushed throughout your body, making you weaken at his mercy.
You wanted to feel him more, so when he grinned his hips into yours, you arched your back, rolling your hips into his. You felt him twitch inside of you and a throaty moan escaped his lips as his jaw clenched tight.
"Say my name, baby, please," He said through clenched teeth, begging you.
You followed his orders, each of his rough thrusts making his name fall from your lips. In a matter of moments you were screaming his name.
"Yes, just like that, oh, shit," Matt's voice was weak as he moaned into your neck, "I'm close. Real fucking close."
His movements returned to a steady pace, in a romantic and calm pattern.
Although it seemed like he was teasing you, it was obvious he wasn't. He was reaching his limit.
A small balloon formed in the pit of your stomach, gradually growing as he continues his slow movements. Without warning, his hips rocked into yours with an enormous force, sending you off edge as your body releases, and not even a second after that Matt's warmth pours into the condom.
Cautiously and carefully, he slowly pulled out, his hand dipping down to his length to take off the latex. He tossed the wet condom into the small trashcan in the corner of his room, drawing a breath of pleasure, satisfied. His sweaty glistened body collapsed on yours, his lips pressing against yours smoother than thick honey. You smiled into the kiss before he disconnected your lips as he rolled off of your body, his chest heaving up and down heavily.
You glanced over at him, finding him smiling widely at you.
"That was..." He inhaled a breath, pulling you closer to him, "Fucking fantastic. You did so good, baby."
A few minutes later was casted in a comfortable silence. You were cuddled safely against his bare body, your legs jungled in a mess with his. Your head relaxed on his hot chest, listening to his soothing heartbeat become steady and his breathing shallow.
Noticing he was fast asleep, you decided you would doze off, too.
That is until a phone began to ring on the nightstand, so you quickly leaned over, not wanting the sound to wake Matt, even though he was a heavy sleeper.
"Hello?" You answered his phone softly, in a greeting tone.
"Hi! Is this Matt?" A girl beams through the other end.
"No, sorry. Can I take a message? He's sleeping." You politely say.
"No thank you, that's okay. Just tell him his girlfriend called. Thanks!"
You killed the line. Girlfriend?
