You know i make you wanna scream..

Matt opened the front door for me, and I stepped into the dark hallway. I heard him close the door, and as I turned to him, I felt his lips crashing against mine, his hands tightly grabbing my hips. I put my hands around the back of his neck tightly. He lifted me up so I was hanging over his shoulder.
'Matt!' I screamed, giggling, as he walked up the stairs with me.
'I've only got you back,' he said, 'there's no way I'm giving you a chance to escape.'
It was pitch black in the house, but somehow Matt found his room, and put me down.

Before I could speak, he started kissing me again, only this time with intense passion and ferocity. A moan escaped from my throat as he squeezed my ass with his huge hand.
I felt his hands move to the neckline of my dress, and without using much energy, he ripped my dress open, from the neck line to the hem line. I gasped as he threw it on the floor.
'The second I lay eyes on you today,' he whispered seductively, 'All I could think about was ripping that dress off you.'
He roughly pushed his hand inside my bra, and began to roll my nipple in between his index finger and thumb. I cried out loudly.
I could feel his huge length pushing into my sex. I had missed this.
He pushed me down onto the bed, and got down on his knees at the end of the bed. He grabbed my thong and pulled it down, past my knees. He then began to kiss all the way up my inner thighs, umti
until he reached my sex. He then began moving his tongue expertly, putting a finger in me and moving it quickly in and out. It was amazing, but I wanted another part of him inside me.

'Matt, fuck me now.' I hissed as I ran my hands through his hair.
'Still so demanding.' He tutted as he kissed his way up my stomach.
'Please, baby, I want you!' I cried, not able to take the teasing.
He then gently eased himself inside me, and even though he was being gentle, his thickness still hurt a bit.
Then he began to flex his hips in and out, just at the right pace, hitting my sweet spot each time he went in. He moaned gently as he leaned down to kiss my neck and my breasts.
Then, without any warning, he began to thrust himself inside me, harder and faster. I wrapped my legs around him and moaned passionately as he groaned my name, making my insides quiver and building me up to an undeniably amazing orgasm, as Matt poured himself inside me, kissing me between moans and sharp intakes of breath.
when we were both finished, he pulled out gently and lay in the bed beside me.

'That is the best fuck I've had in 3 months.' Matt smirked at me, cuddling me with his muscular tattooed arms. 'I've missed you, El.'
I sighed happily. 'I agree. And I've missed you so much, Matt, I literally spent the last 3 months thinking about you.'
even though it was dark, I could feel Matt looking at me. 'I've done the exact same. Any shows we've played, I kept looking for you in the crowd, and every girl I saw seemed to look like you. I couldn't stop thinking about you, and wishing you were with me.'
'well, I'm here now. And I'm staying this time.'
'Damn right you're staying!' Matt chuckled before kissing me again.
I smiled, and began to happily drift off in the arms of a man that I was beginning to love.

When I woke up, it was bright. I turned around to see I was alone in the bed. I got up, put on Matt's Iron Maiden shirt and padded down the stairs, to find Matt in the kitchen, cooking bacon and pancakes.
'Look at you, Gordon Ramsay. Since when did you get so domesticated?' I giggled as I jumped up onto one of the counters.
Matt looked up from the frying pan and grinned. 'I am an exquisite chef, I'll have you know.' He walked towards me, wearing just his boxers. 'I like that shirt on you, by the way. Good morning, gorgeous.' He stood between my dangling legs and kissed me gently. I smiled as I smelled the burning of food. He pulled away and ran over to the cooker. 'Shit!' He groaned, as he turned off the heat, and threw a cremated pancake in the bin.
'I take back the part about you being domesticated.' I giggled, and he walked towards me. 'Excuse me.' He teased as he began tickling me. 'I am a brilliant chef, and I'm extremely domesticated.' he kept tickling me until I begged him to stop. He finally stopped, before plating up the food that didn't get cremated. He pulled out a chair for me at the dining room table and I sat down. He then put my plate in front of me, and then sat down in front of his, and we both ate.
'Do you ever hear from Valary anymore?' I asked as he cleared the table.

'Thankfully, no. Last I heard, she's still fucking Anthony, and she lives with him now. Was last night the first time Isabelle spoke to you since the hotel?'
'No.' I sighed. 'I haven't told anyone else, but sometimes when her and Zacky were, um, being intimate, she'd leave voicemails for me of them doing it. I imagine she got my number off Vengeance's phone.'
Matt stared at me angrily. 'What a fucking bitch. I really don't get why Zack is with her at all, honestly.'
Matt's phone started ringing. 'Hey Arin, what's up bro?' He smiled.
'Oh..okay, sure. We'll be there in an hour.'
I stared at Matt. We?

Matt laughed. 'You're gonna love this. We're starting to record for our new album, so we have to go to the studio. The catch is, all the girlfriends are gonna be there, and that includes Isabelle. Kimberly told Arin to insist you come, that she needs to catch up with you.'
I smiled at Kimberly's kindness. 'But I'm not a girlfriend.'
'No, I'd like you to be, though.'
I stared at Matt, open mouthed, as he came up to me and put his hands on the sides of my face. 'Eleanor Williams, will you be my girlfriend?'
I nodded repeatedly, unable to speak, and Matt kissed me softly, smiling.

Notes

Surpriseeeeeee! Even though you probably all saw that coming :3
what do you guys think? Is matt sex good?:'o
thanks for reading lovelies ♥♡♥♡♥♡