You'll learn your lesson, but first you'll fall..
The wall..
MATT'S POV
As the elevator doors opened, I stood back to let Amelia step out first.
She smirked. 'You gentleman.' Before stepping out into the empty hotel hallway.
We walked lazily towards where our rooms were - only a room between ours - for a short time, before we reached them.
'I think I'll leave you here.' I smiled.
Amelia pouted. 'You not gonna come in?' she said innocently, but with just a hint of flirtatiousness.
'Nah..' I yawned. 'It's been a pretty long day, topped off with a great show.'
'It was a great show. There's always such great chemistry between you guys and your fans. It's attractive.' Amelia stepped towards me. Oh, shit.
She then stepped forward, so she was right in front of me, only milimeters between us, her looking up at me through her long eyelashes.
'Amelia, I - I-' I stuttered, but she stopped me.
'Ssh.' She purred, leaning up, on her tippy toes, to place a gentle kiss on my lips, with hers, which were just as soft as I had imagined.
Without even thinking, I wrapped my arms around her just as she did to me, continuing to kiss me gently, our lips moving slowly. I then, feeling lustful, bit down on her bottom lip sneakily. She moaned ever so gently, so low it was barely audiable.
Then I realised how wrong this was - how I'd finally done what I said I'd never do.
I pulled away, and looked down at Amelia, feeling horrible. 'Amelia, I'm sorry, I should have never done that at all, I'm so stupid. I'm sorry for fucking with your feelings, but none of this should have happened..'
'Have you checked your wife's Instagram lately?' Amelia said, not missing a beat.
'I just.. - wait, what?' I frowned. What was she talking about?
Amelia closed her eyes for a moment, chuckling lightly while shaking her head. She then took her phone out from her bag, scrolled through it for a moment, before handing me her phone. 'Scroll down.'
It was the instagram account of elwsanders - Eleanor. And the most recent photo that had been posted was a photo of her and a guy with a gaunt face, sallow skin and a slicked back mohawk that made him look like a Brian wannabe.
The caption sickened me. 'Movie night in with my bestie - since everyone else has left me lol - with loads of food (I blame the little monster) hehe #movienight #bestie #pregnancyproblems' So, she couldn't reply to my messages, but she could take photos with her new best friend on OUR couch, looking very cozy? How could she justify doing that
I forgot Amelia was still in front of me. I scrolled down again, to see another photo, which was a photo of Luke and her again, at the pier. The caption read 'At the pier with Luke, just like old times aww #highschoolmemories #childhoodsweethearts @lukepeterson'
So she was having movie nights and reminiscing sessions with her ex while I was away.. something didn't sit right there.
Wait a minute; Luke.. I could feel a red mist beginning to come over me; a red mist of anger.
I looked up at Amelia, handing her back the phone, while staring right into her eyes; which looked sexy in that moment.
'You look angry.' She said innocently.
'I am angry.' I said, deadpan.
'Ya know what the best cure for stress and anger is?..' She said, her tongue skimming over her top teeth.
Without speaking, I opened my door, grabbed Amelia and pulled her in the door. I slammed it shut, and turned around to her. She was biting her lip sexily.
I pushed her up against the wall harshly, and began to kiss her again, but this time, letting my tongue glide over her bottom lip and into her mouth, showing my dominance without saying a thing. I kissed her hard, pinning her up against the wall, my fantasy coming true.
She had her hands wrapped around my neck, kissing back eagerly. I then leaned down to pick her up, so she was straddling me in mid air, her legs wrapped around my waist. I walked over to the dresser, and put her down on it, her ass just on the edge of the dresser table.
I thrusted into her, and she let out a high pitched moan, as my rock hard member pushed into her crotch which was easily accessed thanks to her dress, through my jeans.
'Fuck me, Matt. Please.' She moaned into the kiss, moving her hips in and out so they met mine each time I thrusted in towards her.
AMELIA'S POV
'Have you got a condom?' Matt whispered back, starting to kiss my neck roughly, biting at some parts.
Without replying, I reached into my bag, which was still hanging off my shoulder. I rooted around until I found a condom. I tried my best to find his belt, between him kissing my neck and pushing his huge cock into me, I was finding it hard to concentrate.
I undid his belt, but was struggling to undo the buttons. I could hear him chuckling. He stopped kissing my neck, and undid his buttons and zip, before taking the condom from me and opening it, rolling it onto his dick, while I was trying my hardest not to gasp at how huge it was. Holy Lord.
Matt then looked up at me, his eyes smoldering. Without speaking, he moved my panties to the side, giving him access to my extremely wet entrance. He then thrusted into me roughly, making me wince. Fuck, he felt even bigger inside me, but it felt so good at the same time.
'Tight.' He moaned, leaning his head back, before thrusting into me again, taking no prisoners. He began a steady rhythm of thrusting, moving in and out and in and out, but angrily. I could tell he was venting his anger by how hard he was fucking me, and I liked it.
'Fuck me harder. I like it rough!' I cried out, moaning loudly, and as a reply, Matt thrusted into me, even further this time, making me nearly scream. He then lifted me up again, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms still around his neck, and he put me down on the ground, making him slide out of me. Aw.
'Turn around.' He ordered. I did so, and he pushed me up against the wall - again - and came up behind me, his cock pushing into my butt. Oh, my God.
He spread my legs, and pulled my waist back so I was slightly bent over, leaning against the wall. Without any warning, he slammed into me again, and began fucking me over and over, a perfect rhythm.
'Oh, yeah. Fuuckkk.' I heard him groan, smacking my ass, leaving it stinging. That was going to bruise.
He then grabbed my hair, and wrapped it around his fist, pulling it back, so my head was tilting back, slightly hurting, but I loved it. I didn't care what he did, it was M Shadows I was being fucked by.
Before I knew it, I came hard around him, moaning loudly, shaking, just as he came, groaning and moaning, thrusting in and out slowly.
Now I had him where I wanted him.
As the elevator doors opened, I stood back to let Amelia step out first.
She smirked. 'You gentleman.' Before stepping out into the empty hotel hallway.
We walked lazily towards where our rooms were - only a room between ours - for a short time, before we reached them.
'I think I'll leave you here.' I smiled.
Amelia pouted. 'You not gonna come in?' she said innocently, but with just a hint of flirtatiousness.
'Nah..' I yawned. 'It's been a pretty long day, topped off with a great show.'
'It was a great show. There's always such great chemistry between you guys and your fans. It's attractive.' Amelia stepped towards me. Oh, shit.
She then stepped forward, so she was right in front of me, only milimeters between us, her looking up at me through her long eyelashes.
'Amelia, I - I-' I stuttered, but she stopped me.
'Ssh.' She purred, leaning up, on her tippy toes, to place a gentle kiss on my lips, with hers, which were just as soft as I had imagined.
Without even thinking, I wrapped my arms around her just as she did to me, continuing to kiss me gently, our lips moving slowly. I then, feeling lustful, bit down on her bottom lip sneakily. She moaned ever so gently, so low it was barely audiable.
Then I realised how wrong this was - how I'd finally done what I said I'd never do.
I pulled away, and looked down at Amelia, feeling horrible. 'Amelia, I'm sorry, I should have never done that at all, I'm so stupid. I'm sorry for fucking with your feelings, but none of this should have happened..'
'Have you checked your wife's Instagram lately?' Amelia said, not missing a beat.
'I just.. - wait, what?' I frowned. What was she talking about?
Amelia closed her eyes for a moment, chuckling lightly while shaking her head. She then took her phone out from her bag, scrolled through it for a moment, before handing me her phone. 'Scroll down.'
It was the instagram account of elwsanders - Eleanor. And the most recent photo that had been posted was a photo of her and a guy with a gaunt face, sallow skin and a slicked back mohawk that made him look like a Brian wannabe.
The caption sickened me. 'Movie night in with my bestie - since everyone else has left me lol - with loads of food (I blame the little monster) hehe #movienight #bestie #pregnancyproblems' So, she couldn't reply to my messages, but she could take photos with her new best friend on OUR couch, looking very cozy? How could she justify doing that
I forgot Amelia was still in front of me. I scrolled down again, to see another photo, which was a photo of Luke and her again, at the pier. The caption read 'At the pier with Luke, just like old times aww #highschoolmemories #childhoodsweethearts @lukepeterson'
So she was having movie nights and reminiscing sessions with her ex while I was away.. something didn't sit right there.
Wait a minute; Luke.. I could feel a red mist beginning to come over me; a red mist of anger.
I looked up at Amelia, handing her back the phone, while staring right into her eyes; which looked sexy in that moment.
'You look angry.' She said innocently.
'I am angry.' I said, deadpan.
'Ya know what the best cure for stress and anger is?..' She said, her tongue skimming over her top teeth.
Without speaking, I opened my door, grabbed Amelia and pulled her in the door. I slammed it shut, and turned around to her. She was biting her lip sexily.
I pushed her up against the wall harshly, and began to kiss her again, but this time, letting my tongue glide over her bottom lip and into her mouth, showing my dominance without saying a thing. I kissed her hard, pinning her up against the wall, my fantasy coming true.
She had her hands wrapped around my neck, kissing back eagerly. I then leaned down to pick her up, so she was straddling me in mid air, her legs wrapped around my waist. I walked over to the dresser, and put her down on it, her ass just on the edge of the dresser table.
I thrusted into her, and she let out a high pitched moan, as my rock hard member pushed into her crotch which was easily accessed thanks to her dress, through my jeans.
'Fuck me, Matt. Please.' She moaned into the kiss, moving her hips in and out so they met mine each time I thrusted in towards her.
AMELIA'S POV
'Have you got a condom?' Matt whispered back, starting to kiss my neck roughly, biting at some parts.
Without replying, I reached into my bag, which was still hanging off my shoulder. I rooted around until I found a condom. I tried my best to find his belt, between him kissing my neck and pushing his huge cock into me, I was finding it hard to concentrate.
I undid his belt, but was struggling to undo the buttons. I could hear him chuckling. He stopped kissing my neck, and undid his buttons and zip, before taking the condom from me and opening it, rolling it onto his dick, while I was trying my hardest not to gasp at how huge it was. Holy Lord.
Matt then looked up at me, his eyes smoldering. Without speaking, he moved my panties to the side, giving him access to my extremely wet entrance. He then thrusted into me roughly, making me wince. Fuck, he felt even bigger inside me, but it felt so good at the same time.
'Tight.' He moaned, leaning his head back, before thrusting into me again, taking no prisoners. He began a steady rhythm of thrusting, moving in and out and in and out, but angrily. I could tell he was venting his anger by how hard he was fucking me, and I liked it.
'Fuck me harder. I like it rough!' I cried out, moaning loudly, and as a reply, Matt thrusted into me, even further this time, making me nearly scream. He then lifted me up again, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms still around his neck, and he put me down on the ground, making him slide out of me. Aw.
'Turn around.' He ordered. I did so, and he pushed me up against the wall - again - and came up behind me, his cock pushing into my butt. Oh, my God.
He spread my legs, and pulled my waist back so I was slightly bent over, leaning against the wall. Without any warning, he slammed into me again, and began fucking me over and over, a perfect rhythm.
'Oh, yeah. Fuuckkk.' I heard him groan, smacking my ass, leaving it stinging. That was going to bruise.
He then grabbed my hair, and wrapped it around his fist, pulling it back, so my head was tilting back, slightly hurting, but I loved it. I didn't care what he did, it was M Shadows I was being fucked by.
Before I knew it, I came hard around him, moaning loudly, shaking, just as he came, groaning and moaning, thrusting in and out slowly.
Now I had him where I wanted him.
Notes
Oh fuck... literally..
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What did you guys think of the actual smut? Like forgetting who it was? It's been a long time since I wrote a smutty chapter for the obvious reasons but yeahhh..
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9/19/14