Matt's lips are crushed against mine. My mouth opens and welcomes his tongue with pleasure. His hands are holding the sides of my face. My hands are on his back, his tshirt is locked tight in my fists. I pull his shirt up needing to feel the skin of his back. He pulls away for a half second, grabs the back of his shirt and yanks it up over his head, exposing his amazing chest. I take it all in. The ripples of his six pack. The black hair in the center of his chest. His perfect pecs and side muscles. The V that disappears into his jeans along with his treasure trail. His shoulders bunch every time he moves. The man's body is fire. He's the most perfect male specimen I have ever seen in my life.
His lips reach mine again. This time he has one arm snaked around my waist and the other at the back of my head up in my hair. One of my arms is snaked around his neck and I have a fistful of hair. The other is under his arm and around his back. I'm desperate to touch every tiny centimeter of his skin.
I'm on my knees so Matt quickly pulls me over closer to him. My face is above his so I take complete advantage and tilt my head in the opposite direction as his and dive my tongue deep into his mouth. One of my legs swings over his to straddle him. I sit down so that our faces are level. I can feel the hardness in his pants.
I'm overheating and need to lose some clothes and fast. I break the kiss and grab the hem of my shirt with both hands and drag it up my body and over my head. I throw it to the floor. Matt feasts his eyes on my skin. I know this because I can feel the pink on my chest and the heat rise up my neck. I pull his face to mine with both of my hands. I've got my hands on the side of his face and then they quickly travel south to his chest.
Matt has his hands wrapped around me and on my back. He slides his hands down my sides and I shiver. His arms circle my back pressing my body as close to his as possible. His hands go down to my ass and cup both ass cheeks with both hands. He breaks our kiss to look me in the eye.
"Rachel, is this ok? I didn't come here.. this wasn't something.. I want this. I do but I need to know that you do too. Is this ok?"
His words and sentences come out with each heavy breath. He's just as nervous about all of this as I am. I've loved Matt my entire life but he's never given me the opportunity to actually love him. If I'm interpreting the situation accurately, he feels the same way. Deep in my bones I know that this isn't a hookup. This isn't a rebound. This isn't just sex.
"I want this, Matty." It's a whisper. As I confirm my feelings I watch the blue in his eyes pulse.
We are both frenzied in our movements and sloppy in our kissing. He scoots forward on the couch and then stands with me in his arms. My ass firmly planted in his hands. He walks towards the hall, accurately assuming that it's the direction of my room. We bounce against the wall and he holds me against it. He is able to press his hardness right into my core while still devouring my mouth. He pulls me away from the wall and continues down the hall. He walks towards Mary Kate and Adam's room and I quickly tell him the next door.
We reach my room and we enter and puts me down on my feet. I go for the button and zipper of his pants. As I'm working them down he does the same for my pants. He kicks off his jeans and I do the same. His cock is hard and standing at attention tenting the front of his briefs. We both look at each other. I immediately feel silly. I start giggling. He looks down at himself and looks back at me with a confused look on his face.
"Seriously? Your giggling right now?"
"Yes! Do you remember when I walked in on you in your boxers? I never in a million years would have thought that you and I would be here in this moment." I look down at my feet, all of a sudden overwhelmed with emotion.
"Do you know how many times I've dreamed of you in your fucking sexy ass bra and panties? Fuck, Rachel. You're better than I ever could have imagined." He takes two steps to me and grabs my face. "Are you still ok?"
I answer by wrapping my arms around his shoulders and locking my mouth with his. He brings his hands back down to my ass and lifts me effortlessly. He walks to my bed and falls down on top of me. My legs fall open so that he can easily fit between. My hands rake over his back, taking it all in and not wanting to miss an inch. He drags his lips down my jaw and to my neck. He doesn't spend much time there and heads further south. One hand is bracing his weight above me and the other drags my bra strap down my arm, exposing one breast. His mouth hovers over it for a second and then encloses around my nipple. My back bucks off of the bed. This time the other hand drags the other side down and his face moves to that one. My core is on fire and about to explode.
"Matt, I need more. Please." I'm breathless and try with all of my might to pull him back up to me. He pushes back on his heels, kneeling between my legs. His fingers hook into my panties on both sides of my hips and he slowly pulls them down and off my legs. His eyes are glued to my wet core.
"Fuck, Rach. You are so fucking beautiful."
Stop with the talking. Stop. I successfully pull him down on top of me and my hands reach for his briefs. I need to see all of him. I need to touch him. I need him to fill me.
He helps me drag them down, exposing his cock, and he kicks them off of his legs. I take him in my hand and squeeze just the perfect amount. His moan tells me that I'm doing it just as he likes. His head falls down and lands on my collar bone. He's breathing heavy. Touching him brings me so much joy. Matt starts to kiss my collar bone and neck and I let out a moan.
"Matt I need you." Matt sits up a bit and my hands are immediately glued to his chest and abs. They slide to his sides and over to his back. He takes his cock in his hand, finds my entrance with it and slides it through my wetness. The head of his cock pushes in slightly and my head rolls back. He pushes in all the way, my body accepts him and I make a noise that I'm not sure I have ever made in my life. My toes curl. He's back down on his elbows so that he can pepper kisses all over my face. My arms wrap around his back and squeeze his body to mine. He pumps at a steady pace but I can tell that he isn't going to last long. His mouth finds mine and his tongue dances with it. He brings one hand down to in between us, slides it in my wetness and then begins to rub my clit. He circles it like a fucking expert and I shoot to the moon. I literally see stars. He swallows my screams. His pumping becomes erratic and when he pushes himself to my center I know that he's filled me.
We lay like this for a solid minute without moving. Both trying to catch our breath. His face is tucked in the nook of my neck. I feel tears prickle my eyes and can't control them enough that they begin falling down the sides of my face. Matt lifts his face when he notices the wetness. He immediately removes himself from me, shifts to the side and props himself up on an elbow. His thumb wipes away the tears from one eye. My eyes find his worried ones and then dart away.
"Talk to me. What's wrong? Rach, did I hurt you? I thought.."
"No. No, Matt. It's perfect. You're perfect. I'm just.. I'm so overwhelmed.. It's just the feelings.." I take a deep breath and release it. "I'm overwhelmed with happy." I angrily wipe at my tears with both hands. "God, of course I'm going to fuck up this moment."
"You're not fucking it up. I'm happy too. Come here." He rolls onto his back and I sit up a bit to turn and lay my head on his chest. I have one arm folded under me and the other over his chest. He has one arm around my shoulders holding me to him and the other plays with my arm that's over his chest. I've never felt so safe in all of my life.
We hear a door open and then slam closed. Mary Kate and Adam must be back. I hear keys drop on the table along with some bags.
"Oh my god! Adam, they're fucking! They're fucking!! Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god." I can hear her clap her hands together. I can picture her excitement. I know it all too well. I lift up on my elbow to see Matt's face smiling. I let out a giggle and then slam my hand over my mouth. He waggles his eyebrows at me which releases more laughter.
I lay my head back down on his chest and his hand plays with my hair. We both drift off to sleep.
YOU ARE READING
rachel
RomanceI stare at Matt's face as he looks down, concentrating on the game. I can tell he's so angry. He's holding it in his jaw, he's clenching his teeth. He's up in his head and I don't know what's going on up there but I just know it's not good. Even if...