rachel

part 22

My eyes open slowly and I immediately see the sun in the window. What time is it? I roll over and find that I'm in my bed but.. alone. I bolt upright. I glance around the room and see my own bra, panties and jeans but I don't see any of Matt's clothing. My stomach does a flip. I feel nauseous. The door to my bathroom opens and Matt walks out. He is shirtless with the top button of his jeans undone. His jeans sit low on his hips.  He sees me and freezes. He puts a hand through his hair and then sticks his hands in his jean pockets making his jeans expose a little bit more of the treasure trail that I love. Holy fuck. Holy FUCK. He is so fucking gorgeous I can't handle it.

"Morning Rach." 

I can't speak. I remember our night. It was glorious. I look at the man standing in front of me and fuck. I can't. I just can't. He makes my insides tingle.

He walks over to me, bends a bit and plants a kiss on my forehead. He takes a seat right next to me. He knows that I'm in my head and throws an arm around me and pulls me to his body. 

"Are you ok? What do you need?" I wrap my arms around him and give him a little squeeze. 

"I just need this."

After we fucked last night we made love. It was slow and beautiful. I lost count of the orgasms. It was the best night of my entire life. I slept like a fucking rock as well. I don't sleep well and I'm usually awful at sleeping with someone in my bed (or at least I've been told..) but I'm pretty sure that both Matt and I passed out and slept like babies. Even though we had sex most of the night I feel refreshed and like a brand new person this morning.

Matt stands up from the bed and throws my bra and jeans my way. He watches me put both on. He has fire in his eyes. I love that it's me who put that fire there. Feeling comfortable in my own skin has always been troublesome for me. Matt makes me feel like the most perfect human being on the planet. I try my best not to hide myself from him.

"Let's make breakfast." He grabs my hand, opens my door and leads me to the kitchen. He stops abruptly when he gets to the kitchen and I run into his back. 

"Morning, Mary Kate." I peek around Matt's back and see Mary Kate sitting at the counter with the biggest Cheshire cat grin on her face. She is going to have a fucking, epic field day with this.

"Well, good morning Matthew. You are looking fucking fine this morning. I've gotta say you like well fucked as well." She says the last part while wagging her eyebrows. I can feel the blush in my face  and I hide my grin behind his back. 

 "Ya uhh.. Rachel and I had a nice night." He says this nonchalantly as he roams around the kitchen collecting ingredients for french toast. I sneak into the living room and grab my shirt and pull it over my head. My guess is that Alex is out for a run but I feel way more comfortable being dressed given any situation.

"Rach? Did you know that Matt was going to be so fucking hot? I know I had no idea. Now I'm totally jealous of you, bitch. I want to take a ride on the Matt train. How many orgasms? Dish sister."

Matt chuckles in the kitchen. I'm sure that I am the color of a tomato. I stare at her and make my eyes as big as they can go. I mouth to her 'Mary Kate.. SHUT UP!' 

"Matthew you are going to need to put a fucking shirt on otherwise I am going to jump your fucking bones right here in my fucking kitchen. We'll have to make it quick because I don't want Alex to get jealous. Fuck." 

"Mary Kate! Jesus!" I'm so embarrassed. Oh my god. I put my hands up to my face to attempt to cover my embarrassment. Matt looks to me in the living room and grins. He's eating this shit up. He knows her game. I toss him his shirt and I'm pretty sure that Mary Kate and I both have the same sad, disappointed face when he throws it on. I look to Mary Kate and pretend to wipe away drool. She does the same and gives me the biggest smile.

"Well, now that that's covered up can we discuss his fucking fine ass? Jesus, what gym do you go to? I need to sign Alex up immediately. Rach, is he a grower or a shower? I imagine big.. am I right?"

"Mary Kate? Can you please stop sexually harassing poor Matt? Could you, maybe, I don't know, give us some space so that we can eat breakfast?"

"Bitch, you're so fucking selfish. You better give me every fucking detail later." She waggles her eyebrows and then walks toward the hall. "Bye Matthew."

"Bye Mary Kate. See ya later." 

I walk into the kitchen and Matt immediately puts his arms around me. I look up at him and he pecks me on the lips.

"I'm sorry. She's a bit much sometimes."

"More like all the time." I start laughing. I can't help it.