MATT'S POV

What.ever.this.was.it.will.not.happen.again.
I was standing in the bathroom, trying to calm my breath after what just happened. And by breath I mean dick. In order to prevent a severe case of blue balls I just had to bring myself to a quick release. And it wasn't hard at all.

After that, we walked to the restaurant in silence. In the meanwhile, the rain had gone away and the sun was glowing, painting the sky in all shades of red and orange, about to drop into the ocean any time. We were sat on the patio, so we could watch the sunset. I ordered us a bottle of South African red wine and before we knew it, a giant platter with one whole big fish was placed onto our table, as well as various sauces, sweet potatoes and some cooked, spicy pumpkin.

"This is delicious," Cat exclaimed after taking her first bite, and her eyes widened. "It is," I agreed. It was a good thing she started the conversation again. I wouldn't have known what to say. "This thing here," she said pointing to the pumpkin pieces, "is awesome." "Absolutely. And did I mention that I love this dress you're wearing?" Fuck, why did I say that? After a situation like this? To my surprise, she threw me a shy smile and replied, "thanks Matt. I kinda like the shirt, too." I was wearing a baby blue dress shirt with beige pants and light brown shoes that almost looked like the ones you wear to a suit.

After dinner, we briefly talked to the clerk at the reception to book some additional trips. For the next day, we rented a car and made reservations for a guided tour at some national park and the local tea plantation, and for the day after that, we booked a boat trip to some special reefs to go snorkeling. Then we'd spent half a day at the hotel before leaving for the next island.

"Do you wanna sit down by the ocean for a while?" Cat asked after we were done with dinner (and A LOT of drinks...) and so we did. After ordering another bottle of wine, of course. We just sat down in silence and stared at the stars for a while, being the only people on the poorly moonlit beach.

From afar, there were a bunch of lights from the apartments and the restaurants barely visible. It was breathtaking, seriously. Looking at her I mean. "It's awesome, right?" Cat slurred as she looked up at the ever so prominent stars, "there's zero air pollution here, that's why they seem so near." She then looked at me. Shit, did she catch me staring? "You're not looking," she giggled, and I don't know what got to me, but I simply replied, "I prefer this beautiful view."


CAT'S POV

I pulled his head closer forcefully and crashed my lips against his. Don't ask me why, I don't even know myself. After a split second, he responded with a soft moan and started moving his lips on mine. Fuck, I forgot he's such a good kisser. Immediately I found myself wanting more. It was as if all my desires that had been put to sleep for a while were being awoken by this kiss, the first real one since Dave. Well, if you don't count Jimmy.

I brushed my tongue against his lower lip and he granted access. As it slipped into his mouth, it was welcomed by his and they started playing effortlessly. Meanwhile, his hands stroked my back. That was something about kissing Matt I always liked, that he wasn't the grabby kind.

He was the old-fashioned, romantic kind that holds you tight in all the right places, but at that moment, I wished he wasn't. I wanted pure extasy, wanted raw lust from the very beginning. Since it was dark and we were the only ones on the beach, and maybe also because I was very tipsy, I thought it was a good idea to unbutton his shirt. He got the hint immediately and took over control. Which was a good thing, since I didn't think I knew how to lead this anymore.

Seconds later, I was straddling his lap, wearing nothing but my bra and panties anymore. Same went for him, of course, boxers only. And those barely covered the monster that usually hid inside, but now screamed for my attention. I shouldn't be doing this, my brain said. You're so confused about your feelings, my heart added.

But my instincts, my lust and desire guided me, and I let them. Hungrily, I kissed down his hard, built chest. His heart was beating wildly underneath it, and his breathing was unsteady, excited. I grinned as goosebumps covered his hot chest. And then I went even further south, kissing his abs, his navel and the waistline of his boxers. "Cat," he moaned, "We shouldn't be doing this."

He's right, a voice inside my head inserted, but I just couldn't bring myself to stop. My fingers grazed the goosebumped skin just inches inside his boxers and he let out a sigh as his head grew heavy on my neck, bumping hard against my bone. "Ouch, Matt," I winced as sharp pain shot through my body, "Matt, that's my collar bone." "I'm sorry," he whispered and started covering the pulsating area with soft, tender kisses that sent shivers down my spine and made me curl my toes. His arms snaked around me and pulled me even closer to his warm body as his kisses started to intensify. That was the moment I realized this wasn't Matty, the guy who needed 40 minutes of foreplay and cuddle pauses during sex, it was Matt, someone completely different. A man, a guy who knew what he wanted and how to get it, and oh he was so good at that game.

I started rocking my hips against his body, so his rock hard dick stroked against the area where I wanted him the most. "Ah, ah, ah," Matt laughed, "a little desperate, are we?" I don't even know why we talked. I hated talking, it always ruined the mood, but somehow, it didn't that night. "I don't know," I replied honestly, "it's been a while and the last couple of times weren't all that nice, and I'm both excited and anxious to be honest."

He gently stroked my back with his finger tips and placed a soft kiss on my forehead. "Cat, we can get up and head to bed, to our separate beds if you want to," he offered, and for a split second I thought about his offer.

"You're not him," I said, more to myself than to him. "That doesn't answer my question," he said and let his fingers slowly run up the inside of my thighs. He was driving me crazy with all the hesitation. I wasn't used to someone actually caring about how I felt or if I even wanted to. "Do you want to stop?" he asked. No, no no no! I want you to fuck me like there's no tomorrow, I thought. Like we're not going to regret this tomorrow.

Instead of answering, I pushed his upper body back into the sand and kissed him heavily. Our tongues passionately, aggressively battled for dominance,- fight neither of us wanted to win or lose just because we knew it would be over if someone won. For the first time in a very long time I actually wanted it to happen. "Cat," he whispered, "you still need to answer my question. Do you want this?" Gah, get the hint, asshole. "Yeah, I do." He grinned and rejoined my lips in another heavy kiss.

His hands found their way to my dripping organ and pulled my panties to the side as he slowly filled me up with a finger. I let out a moan when he was fully inside. To be honest, it didn't feel that good. It only reminded me of Dave and the many times he hurt me with his rough ways.

"You're so tight, relax," he whispered. I can do this, I thought, and I want to do this. "Matt," I whispered, "I want to sleep with you. Now. No teasing, please. Now." "I don't have any..." he said, but cut him off. "I don't care, I'm on the pill now anyway." He seemed to sense the urgency. He ripped off my panties and I tugged at his boxers until i finally managed to pull them down.

Matt then gently placed me in the sand, positioning himself on top of me. Dark images of Dave pinning me down, forcing himself inside started to flash in my mind. He's not him, I thought as his tip touched my entrance, he's not him. I closed my eyes and dug my nails into my palms, waiting for him to fill me up.

He's not him. He's not him. He's NOT HIM! I can't, I thought, but I have to. I need this to be over. He's not him. It'll be over soon. It's not Dave. "Cat?" Matt's voice abruptly ended my trance as he pulled away. "I'm not doing this, you're so cramped up, I don't think it'd be nice for you." That was when I lost it.

"You don't understand," I sobbed, swallowing down hot tears, "it's hard. I need this to be over, really. I want this, with you. Because I trust you. Because you never hurt me. Because right now, there's nothing I want more than to be one with you." Damn, deep shit. Sounds kinda gay. He hesitated for a moment. "Cat, I can't have sex with someone lying there apathetically, wishing it was over, that's rape."

No... Please, I ... "I just want to feel something again... I want it to be normal for me, not something I dread. I...." He shut me off with a kiss, a tender one this time. His hands touched my cheeks, ran up and down my sides as our lips and tongues lazily played together. It felt like all my weakness, all my insecurities were leaving my body or at least diminishing to a minimum.

My hands lay on his back, feeling his muscles play underneath his skin. He pulled away and murmured, "Trust me, I'll make you feel good, Cat, really good. I'm not him. I'm just Matty. Just a guy who loves you deeply and wants you to feel good." He then slowly started kissing down my sandy body, his hands never leaving my skin, not even for a second, and I wondered when was the last time someone ever did this to me.


When he reached the spot, he gently pushed apart my thighs and flicked his tongue over my clit, causing me to gasp. I put my hands on his head, feeling the softness of his short, curly hair, almost to reassure myself it was Matt. He then started licking me with a slow pace, with almost no pressure, but went faster after a few moments. His tongue felt so good. I remembered he was a God at this, but this time I knew he wanted to make sure he didn't overdo it.

I relaxed and after a while, I started to enjoy it. It was just Matt, the sexiest guy on earth, eating me out. There were worse things, right? I felt my tension building up. When was the last time I actually came? I wondered. Slowly, he started stroking my hole with a finger, just dipping it inside about half way, then pulling it out again and I got closer and closer to my release.

Abruptly, he sucked on my clit and it got me so close I knew a couple of licks would do to send me over the edge. This time, his finger went fully inside me, and this time it felt good. I was relaxed, he wasn't going to hurt me. He immediately hit my spot deep inside me with his fingers and started stroking it as he sucked again, and that was all it took.

I moaned loudly and buckled my hips while he steadily kept the pace. A tingling sensation went through my whole body, causing everything to tremble. When I was finished, his mouth was still around my clit, still sucking ever so gently. "Matt," I whispered, breathing heavily, "that was..." "Just the beginning, if you like," he cut me off. I nodded and he kissed me gently, allowing me to taste myself. Did I mention what a great kisser he was?

This time, I was relaxed. I knew it wasn't Dave, it was Matt, someone who wanted me, not just himself, to have fun. "Look at me," he demanded when I closed my eyes before he pushed in, "Look at me, touch me. I'm Matt." I put my hands on his back and he bent down to kiss me as he slowly filled me up. It felt great. There was no pain, no humiliation, just lust and desire.

When he was fully inside, he waited for a few seconds before finally pulling away from our kiss and slowly going in and out, meeting my spot with every thrust. He continued to pick up the pace until we were somewhere fast, but still comfortable, and he bit my neck as he kept up the rhythm.

I dug my nails into his back and let out small moans whenever his masterpiece was fully inside. I was certain that he was bleeding, but he didn't complain and I needed it. It felt great to finally have sex again, and it felt great that it was Matt. He went even faster as he felt my walls tighten as my orgasm came closer and I came hard, moaning his name against his neck and feeling him release inside me, too. And when he pulled out, I felt complete.

Notes

I know you guys have been waiting for this haha :D

So, what do you think will happen tomorrow? Is it going to be awkward between the two honeymooners?

love,
seventhtrumpet