Mute

twenty-five

N A S H G R I E R

I don't know why I called him. In these situations you're supposed to call your boyfriend. But Matt was the first person I thought of.

Like when you fill out a form for school and they ask you for your emergency contact. That was him, and I'm afraid it will always be him.

Somehow Matthew got here faster than expected. So I was walking out the door, with an over night bag,  to his rental car.

He admittedly ran out catching me in a bone crushing hug. "Nash what's up? You called me crying?"

I didn't saying anything, I didn't want to ruin the moment. I just snuggled into his embrace. He didn't fight me on it either, just held me tighter.

He sighed with satisfaction, but really it was torture. He wanted me, but I wasn't sure if I was going to give myself to him.

I broke the hug, looking up to his eyes. "I'm sorry for calling you here, you probably have better things to do." I whispered, my voice dry.

Matt shook his head, "Nothing's better than you. Nothing." I hugged him again, I missed this, all of it.

"Let's go to my hotel. Get warm, watch movies," Matthew suggested.

Some part of me really knew it wasn't right to go. I had a boyfriend, I should be doing this with him. But tonight wasn't a night for good decisions.

"Yes, let's hurry."

-

His hotel room was pleasant. Nice sized bed and bathroom. It wasn't a suite but it isn't a crappy motel room. Matthew took my bag and put it in the closet. Then taking a pair of pajamas out and giving them to me. "Go change, and when your back I'll have the blankets and movie all set up."

With out a response I went to the bathroom. He was being so, normal. After totally rejecting him at the lake party, you would think he would hate me. He would give up on making me "his" and just leave.

Entering the room again I see Matt in his pajamas and the big red Netflix logo on the tv screen. Since there isn't two beds, we were forced to share. I really didn't mind, but it made me a little nervous. We both got in the bed, me laying close, almost cuddling.

"What movie do you wanna see, Matt?" I asked.

"This is your night, I'll watch whatever you want to watch." He responded, grabbing me so half of my body was on top of his. And for some reason it didn't feel like cheating, it felt normal.

(A/n: when your own character is irritating the fuck out of  you)

"Um... She's All That! Freddie Prince Jr. is hot!" I laughed, snuggling into him closer.

"Agreed!"

-

20 minutes into the movie I felt hands on my lower back, rubbing. I knew it was Matt. And I knew I shouldn't let him continue, but it felt good.

I've been dreaming of this ever since he fell off the bridge. I wanted him holding me, feeling me. All these buried emotions came rushing back.

Next thing I know I was straddling him, looking at his charming face.

"M-Matt," I whispered.

"Sssshhhh, come closer," he commanded. I dipped my neck down so our faces were near. His lips part just a little, just to say two simple words.

"Kiss me." And I did.

It wasn't a slow kiss, not at all. It was fast and naughty. Me slowly grinding on him as his wicked tongue entered my mouth.

Our lips moved harder, faster. Trying to feel each inch of each other's mouths. Working to fulfill our desires. I let his hands roam under my shirt, feeling my sides, my back.

This is what I wanted. I needed this. "Shirt, off" he mumbled, already tugging on it. "You take off yours too." He smirked, pecking me on the lips before ripping both of our shirts off.

My hands were around his neck while his were around my waist. We were in a sitting position. Matt was gazing at my face. "We don't have to go farther. We can stop."

I shook my head. Not wanting this night to end. "I don't wanna stop." I wanted this moment to last for ever. I don't want the punishment of tomorrow.

We switched position. I was on the bottom and he was on top, slowly kissing down my body. He made it to my basketball short stopping to look up at me, asking for access. I nodded helping him shimmy off my shorts.

After all my clothing was off Matt started kissing the inside of my thighs. I could feel the smile that was on his face.

And in this instant, I wasn't worried that I was going to loose my virginity to some one who wasn't my boyfriend.

Author's Notes💞:

Please don't hate me. 💔

But can I please have your thoughts on this chapter/ story?

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