Spencer

I didn’t know what to think when Matt told me Zack had given up on the chance to be with me. Okay, maybe those weren’t the exact words he used, but they might as well have been. Every emotion inside me was conflicted. I was so confused.

There’s no denying that I had feelings for Matt. I guess I have had them for a while, and once I realized them and embraced them, there was no rebutting. When I was with Matt, it was easy to forget about Zack and what we had. It was easy to distract myself from how much I loved him and missed him. But when I was alone…that was another story. So, did that mean I was supposed to be with Matt because of how I felt when I was with him? Or was I meant to be with Zack because of how I felt when I wasn’t distracting myself?

It didn’t matter. Zack didn’t want me anymore but Matt did. And Matt made me happy. So, I guess this is how things were meant to be.

I line my lips with red before taking one last glance at my reflection in the mirror. I owned too many party clothes or casual clothes, and the nicer clothing I did own, reminded me of Zack so I had decided to go buy something new. I felt like I looked good. This was my first date with Matt, I wanted to look classy, but I also wanted to look sexy. So, a little black dress is what I went out to buy, it was classy and sexy. The sleeves were a semi-sheer lace, and the bottom hem matched. The bottom of the dress was my favourite part of the dress. It looked like it wrapped around me, and the lace hem arched up on the left side of my leg which gave it a bit of it a sexy edge. I paired the dress with black strappy heels and was very pleased with the outfit.

I felt nervous. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen tonight but I knew tonight could change everything and I didn’t know if I wanted everything to change. I jump at the sound of a knock at my front door. With one last look in the mirror and a deep breath, I nod at my reflection before making my way to the front door. When I open it, I smile instantly and Matt returns it. It's then I know I’m making the right choice. Matt is wearing a dark grey dress shirt, but before I can take in the rest of his outfit he’s offering me something.

“I know, it’s cliché but it seemed wrong showing up empty handed,” Matt smiled as I took the bouquet of red roses from him.

“Thank you, Matthew,” I lean in and give him a peck on the cheek. We walk inside and I head for the kitchen. Once I fill a vase with water and get my flowers in it, I turn back to Matt who is standing a few feet off, watching me. “What?” I laugh.

“You look…amazing,” he compliments. I feel my cheeks get warm and I make my way back over to him. Even in my heels, I stand shorter than Matt by a few inches.

“Thank you,” I reply. “Are you ready to go?” Matt nods and leads me out of the house and to his car.

We arrive at the restaurant and enter the building. Matt seems slightly nervous and I can’t deny how adorable it is. The woman who greets us at the door eyes Matt for a moment before taking us to our seat which is in a secluded area. Matt did everything right, he opened every door for me and pulled out my chair; the only thing better than going on a first date with a complete gentleman was going on a first date with my best friend.

There were no awkward moments, and I even ordered what I wanted off the menu instead of ordering something like a salad. Matt ordered us a bottle of wine and we talked and talked and talked. I couldn’t help but keep thinking of Vanessa. I didn’t want to get involved with Matt if he was still married. That’s what helped things fall apart with Zack, he was – is – still married to
Zack and I couldn’t handle it. Well, that and Zack only mentioned the fact that he was still married when it was too late.

“What’s wrong?” Matt asked me. My thought must have reflected on my face.

I shake my head. “Nothing. I was just thinking about Vanessa.”

Matt raises a brow at his wife’s – ex-wife’s? – name. “Uh…what? Why?”

“I don’t know,” I sigh. “It’s just…no one really knows the real reason why you guys broke up…and I mean…are you even divorced because she just left and…”

Matt cuts me off. “Spencer, Vanessa and I are divorced.”

“But…how? I mean…if you haven’t seen her since she walked out on you?” I ask. I knew this wasn’t the best place to have this conversation, but I knew it was a conversation that had to happen before the date could go on.

“She didn’t walk out on me,” Matt replies. “I mean…she did, but it’s complicated.”

“Complicated how?” I ask.

Matt sighs. “Vanessa was pregnant. She wanted to get an abortion and I wanted to keep the baby, to be a family. I told her I wouldn’t be able to be with someone who was so willing to just terminate our baby. So, she took that as her cue to leave.”

I sat back in my chair and watched Matt as he spoke but once he stopped I averted my eyes.
That wasn’t what I was expecting. I fumbled with my fingers above the table and didn’t look up until Matt reached across the table and covered my hands with his. “I’m sorry, Matt. I didn’t know.”

“You couldn’t have known. No one knows except for me and Vanessa as far as I know.” Matt replied, giving me a small smile. “Anyway, I got a hold of my lawyer after a couple of months of trying to get a hold of her but failing and we started the steps to get a divorce. There was a lot of paperwork, and legal bullshit but eventually they granted me my divorce. So, we’re good there. I wouldn’t do that to you, Spence.”

I smile, feeling relieved. “Okay, good.”

Matt stands from his seat and takes the half a step to me. He leans down and kisses me softly, allowing his lips to linger against mine for a long moment. “Can we continue our date now?” He asks.

Those hazel eyes and dimples were enough to make a girl melt. “Yes,” I answer.

Matt and I head back to his place once we end dinner. I wasn’t ready for the date to end and neither was he. Matt grabs my hand as we make our way up to his house. If I was going to be honest, I was hoping Matt would ask me to stay the night with him. The date had just gone so well, I wanted the night to go on forever. Once the door is unlocked, Matt turns to me and brings me into a kiss. His hand rests on the knob as we deepen it. I pull him closer to me and his free handle travels towards my ass and gives it a squeeze.

I giggle against his lips and then say, “I think we should go inside before we give the neighbours a show.”

Matt chuckles too before kissing me again, and then opens the door. We break apart and enter the house. I’m tempted to turn around and start kissing him again but the moment is ruined…for now.

“So, movie?” Matt asks from behind me. His hot breath on my neck gives me chills.

“Yes,” I grin. Matt walks past me, giving me a swift kiss on the cheek.

Matt turns to me. “Okay, so you go pick out the movie and I’ll make us a pallet.”

I pull my brows together in confusions. “A pallet?”

“Yeah,” Matt shrugs. “You know, like a makeshift bed with blankets and pillows. I’ll make it super comfy, I promise.”

“Okay,” I smile and peck him on the lips before climbing the stairs where Matt keeps his movies. I walk into the room and look at his collection. He must have had hundreds of movies and they were of all different genres. I scanned the different titles for many minutes before grabbing a comedy and making my way downstairs.

I raise my brows at the sight in Matt’s living area. He had already moved the coffee table and in its place had a pile of blankets and pillows formed in a nest-like manner. “I’m not finished yet,” Matt tells me when I come into his view.

“It’s looking good,” I comment. “Do we want snacks?”

“I think I have some popcorn in the cabinet and beer in the refrigerator,” Matt tells me shuffling the blankets around.

I nod before walking into the kitchen. I grab a beer from the refrigerator and open it before bringing it to my lips. Then I begin searching the cabinets. Finally, I find the popcorn and pull the box down. After popping a package in the microwave, I stand there, watching the time tick down.

Before the popcorn is done, I feel Matts hands around my waist. “Pallet’is done,” he whispers against my neck, and there are those chills again.

I turn to him and bring his mouth into mine. The kiss instantly deepens and it’s as if we picked up where we left off outside. Matt pushes me against the counter and I wrap my arms around his neck and run my fingers through his short hair. A small, barely audible moan escapes Matts mouth when I bite his lower lip.

The timer on the microwave begins to beep and without ending the kiss, Matt fumbles with the buttons on the microwave until it stops beeping. Matt returns his hand to my waist and without warning, lifts me up onto the counter. My dress hikes up and Matt runs his hands up my thighs.
I begin to unbutton his shirt as Matt’s lips leave mine and he begins to kiss my neck. Soon, Matt’s shirt is completely unbuttoned revealing his tattooed torso. Before I can completely take in how great he looks, Matt is bringing my mouth back to his and his hands reach up further under my dress. His fingers are lingering on the thin fabric of my panties, and I silently thank God I’m wearing super cute ones tonight.

I allow my hands to travel across Matt’s back, shoulders, arms, chest, and sides. I wanted him, I wanted every part of him. Matt stops kissing me suddenly, he doesn’t say anything, but I can feel his hot breath on my lips. Slowly, I feel Matt begin to pull down my panties. He takes his time as if he’s giving me every chance to tell him to stop if I wanted to. It occurs to me that that’s why he pulled away from me, so I could tell him to stop if I didn’t like what he was doing.
In response, I pulled him back to me. Matt grinned against my lips and pulls my panties off completely. They get snagged on the tip of my heel and I shake them off gently; they fall onto his kitchen floor and I make a mental note to remember where they are later when I’m looking for them.

Matt pulls me off the counter and leads me into the living room. He kisses my neck while we make our way over to the staircase. “Your pallet,” I mumble.

“What?” Matt asks, confusion clear in his voice.

I smile, “You made the pallet, let’s use it.”

“Baby,” Matt chuckles, “I’ve got a bed that is probably much, much more comfortable.”

“I don’t care,” I tell him, kissing him and leading him back to the nest of blankets and pillows. I push his unbuttoned shirt from his shoulders and it falls into a pile behind him on the floor. I run my hands down his torso and find the button on his pants. I start to slowly kiss Matt’s neck, and trail down to his collarbone and then chest. As I kiss down Matt’s body, I unbutton and with a slight push, they fall to the floor as well.

“Wait,” Matt groans when my lips skim the top of his boxers.

I glance up at him. “What’s wrong?” I stand up, feeling nervous. Had I done something he didn’t like?

“God, nothing. Nothing! But the condoms are upstairs.” He gives me a quick kiss before stepping out of his shoes and pants and running upstairs.

I take a deep breath and turn around. Suddenly I felt nervous and I was unsure why. The feeling didn’t last though because Matt appeared as quick as he disappeared and as soon as he grabbed me from behind, the feeling of anxiety left me.

His lips on the back of my neck left chills down my spine, which he revealed by slowly unzipping the back of my dress. Matt kisses my back, between my shoulder blades, and then ventures over to my shoulder as he slowly pushes the sleeve of my dress down.

“I love this dress,” he whispers against my ear “I kind of hate that I have to take it off you.”

“There’s always leaving it on,” I mumble back to him.

“Nah,” Matt chuckles, before pushing the dress from my body. Like Matt’s pants, it falls into a crumpled pile. Matt unclasps my bra quickly and it’s discarded on the floor as well. I turn him, biting my lip and feeling a little nervous again. Matt bites his lip too as he takes in my body and I feel my face heat up. “You’re beautiful,” he whispers.

We kiss again and the next thing I know, my back is against soft blankets and pillow and Matt is on top of me. His mouth finds my nipple and a pleasurable sigh escapes my lips as he sucks, nibbles and teases it. I run my hand through Matts hair as his lips venture further and soon I can feel his hot breath between my legs.

I arch my back the moment his tongue touches me. Matt buries his head in between my legs. His tongue flicks back and forth and just as I’m about to finish, he stops and returns his lips to mine.

“I hate you, you tease,” I moan. Matt laughs and I take the opportunity to flip him over so now
I’m on top. “My turn,” I wink.

Matt raises a brow at me as I begin to scoot down. I pull Matt’s boxers off him and allow my eyes to scan across him. Jesus Christ, my eyes nearly popped out of my head. He looked good. Actually, that was an understatement but I didn’t want to keep staring. I glanced up at Matt’s face and seen an amused look upon.

“Shut up,” I mumble before taking him into my hand. I stroked him a couple of times before wetting my lips and lowering my mouth onto him.

I hear a quiet moan from Matt which just turns me on more as slowly bring him in and out of my mouth. I don’t get him as close to finishing as he got me before he shuffles into a sitting position and pulls me on top of him. I throw a leg over the side of him so I’m straddling him. His dick rubbing against me causes my heart to race and I brush my lips against Matt’s lips. Matt kisses every part of my body he can reach as I grind against him.

Matt wraps his hand in my hair and pulls me into a kiss. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this,” he whispers against my neck right under my ear.

Chills cover my body and I bring his lips back to mine. “Then show me,” I demand against them.

And Matt did just that. In a swift moment, he was back on top of me, his body between my legs and after quickly rolling a condom onto him, he was positioning himself to enter me. We lock eyes and as I look into them, I feel safe. I feel completely vulnerable but at the same time entirely protected. Matt pushes into me and I let out a moan, and then another as he pulls out and repeats his actions.

Matt and I took turns moaning each other’s names and gripping each other’s sides. Somehow, I ended up on top which was enjoyable because now I could allow my eyes explore Matts chest, arms, and face. Matt’s hands rest on my hips, gently squeezing ever so often. Matt grinds his hips against mine, and once I feel myself getting close to finishing, I rest my hands on the side of his head for extra support.

Matt grins before wrapping my hair in his fist and pulling my face into his chest. He thrusts in and out of me quickly, earning muffled moans from me. I cum quickly but Matt doesn’t stop; I dig my nails into his arms and after another moment he thrusts into me one last time and holds it there.

“Fuck,” he whispers against my ear. His body does a jerk-like motion before he lets go of me.

I climb off him and lay beside him, my heart was racing and my chest heaved. We laid there for a few moments before Matt began to search the blankets for something. Soon enough, his hand finds mine and he brings it to his lips.

“I’ve got to pee,” I whisper climbing to my feet. I grab Matt’s dress shirt from the floor and make my way to the bathroom, feeling Matts eyes on me the entire time.

After I freshen up a little, I pull Matt’s shirt over my shoulders and button it up as I exit the bathroom. Matt is laying in a different position when I make my way back to him. He has a blanket covering his waist and his eyes are closed. The floorboards creak under my weight and Matt’s eyes pop open. He smiles and then outstretches his arms, inviting me into them. I smile before crawling back into the nest. I cuddle up next to him, allowing my head to rest on his chest, and I wrap an arm around his middle.

Matt strokes my hair before leaving a kiss on the top of my head. His hand runs down my arm before he wraps his arm securely around my waist. I raise my head and give him a kiss on his jawline. For the first time in a long time, I was completely happy. Laying here with Matt felt right and everything felt so perfect. With that final thought, I fall asleep.

As soon as my eyes close, I’m woken by banging – or at least, that’s what it seemed like. The light peeking through Matt’s windows told me that wasn’t the case.

Matt stretches and groans beside me. “What the fuck?”

The banging continues and I realize it’s someone at the door. I run my hand over my face and let out a soft groan myself as Matt sits up. “I got it,” I tell him, sitting up and climbing to my feet. “At least I’m not naked.”

Matt nods before falling backwards. I chuckle slightly and adjust Matt’s shirt around me before I stumble sleepily to the front door. I open it, surprised to see a long legged, brunette female standing there with a smirk on her face as she eyed me up and down.

“Spencer,” she cocks an eyebrow. “I heard you were shacking up with my husband.”

Notes

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Title credit: Avenged Sevenfold "Crimson Day"