Spencer

Matt's arms were wrapped around me when I woke the next morning. His body is warm against mine and I could still smell a trace of his cologne on his bare chest. I'm tempted to stay for a while longer until I look at the clock. I blink a few times hoping the clock didn't say what I think it said, but it did. It was past noon.

"Fuck," I whispered, pulling myself from Matt and jumping out of bed.

"What's wrong?" Matt jumped awake. His face is still covered in sleep and I can't help but smile slightly.

My smile vanished however, once I unlocked my phone and realized I didn't have any missed calls or texts from Zack, which meant he was pissed enough to not check on me.

"Spence?" Matt raised his eyebrows at me and I realized I never answered him.

"Zack's pissed. I didn't mean to stay all night. I have to go," I told him as I slipped on my shoes and basically ran out the door.

Zack was sitting at the desk on his laptop typing was looked like an email when I entered our room. "Zack," I started. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stay gone all night."

He kept his eyes trained on his laptop. "Where have you been?" From his tone I can tell he's pissed but he isn't going to lash out.

"Matt's." I tell him as I sit down in the chair next to him. "We fell asleep watching a movie. I can't believe I slept so long."

I'm not sure why I lied to him, but I knew telling him I spent the night in his best friends bed would upset him, even if Matt and I were just friends. I just hoped Matt would corroborate my story. Zack finally looked at me and I could tell he was searching my face for any sign of a lie.

"Promise?" He asked me.

I nodded and felt both relieved and ashamed that he believed me. Zack nodded too and turned his attention back to his computer. He believed me but he still wasn't happy and who could blame him.

"You want to grab some lunch?" I asked him.

"I have to get this inventory email sent for the clothing line," he told me.

"Okay well, we can go afterwards if you'd like."

He gave me a smiled and I returned it. "Okay," he agreed.

"Good. Because you have to eat sometime," I joked and kissed his cheek as I stood from my chair. I made my way towards my suitcase to find something to wear but before I could begin searching my phone dinged.

I looked at it and realized it was a text from Matt. I opened it. "You okay?" It read.

I smiled as I replied. Matt was forever looking out for me. "Yeah," I sent him and then I sent another text saying, "I told him we fell asleep watching a movie." As soon as the message read as delivered, I deleted it from my phone. I didn't want any evidence of a lie but I needed Matt to know what the story was.

"Okay." He sent back and then another, "Why?"

I sighed loudly and then quickly glanced at Zack hoping he didn't hear me. He was till focusing on his computer. I chewed at my lip before setting my phone down on the bed.

"Babe, I forgot something over in Matt’s room," I told him. "I'll be back."

Zack grunted in response as he focused on his email and paperwork and I slipped out of the door.

Matt's door opened before I could knock. "Figured you’d be coming," he mumbled, leaving the door open and walking back into his room.

"You're grumpy," I mention as I walk in and close the door behind me.

He shook his head. "I just don't understand you, Spence."

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

"Why are you lying to Zack about stupid shit?" He asked me.

"I don't know," I sighed sitting in the couch. "It just kind of slipped out."

Matt shook his head. "Doesn't it bother you how easy it is for you to lie to him, Spencer?"

I narrowed my eyes. "It's not easy, Matt. Even if it did slip out, that doesn't mean I feel good about it. What's your deal?"

Matt didn't answer me at first. My eyes traveled across the tattoos on his chest and stomach. He was still only in his boxers and I couldn't help but notice the bulge coming from them. I shook the thoughts from my head and blushed, embarrassed. I have never thought of Matt in any other way than as a brother so I knew my judgment had to be clouded by something, that something being the lack of sex. Still, I looked back up at Matt praying he hadn't seen me. He hadn’t or if he did, he didn't realize what had done through my mind.

Matt looked at me and broke me free from my thoughts. "I just don't think you're happy with him."

I stood from the couch. "Oh, that's ridiculous, Matt."

"Is it, Spence? You spend more time with me than you do him and half the time you spend with him is spent arguing or something. And now you're lying to him and dragging me into it!"

I crossed my arms. "Maybe the last month has been tough but..."

I stopped talking at Matt covered his face with his hands and slowly slid them down. "That's another thing, Spencer, if you were so happy with him then why the fuck would you cheat on him in the first place?"

His words had venom in them. "That's a real low blow, Matt and honestly it’s none of your goddamn business!" I made my way to the door.

"Yeah, actually it is my business. You can talk to me about it when it's convenient for you but not when I'm the one bringing it up?"

"Yeah, Matt. I'm supposed to be able to vent to you without you throwing it in my face whenever you feel like it!"

He takes a couple steps towards me. "My job as your best friend is to tell you when you're being stupid, to just tell you how it is and that's what I'm doing, I'm sorry if you don't like it. You're not happy with Zack and he's not happy with you. Stop being stupid and realize that. There's someone out there that can make you truly happy!"

Matt’s voice has softened but I didn't care. I was still furious with him. Who did he think he was? "Zack does make me happy, Matt! But don't worry! I won't bother you with my problems anymore and I'll tell Zack the truth about last night so you don't have to worry about being caught up in a lie!" I stomped to the door and ignored Matt when he called my name. However, before I can turn the knob on the door his hand envelopes my wrist and he spins me around to him. We make eye contact for a brief moment and I think he's going to apologize but he doesn't.
I don't realize what's happening right away. Matt’s lips brush against mine and shock and confusion overwhelm me. I didn't kiss him back; instead I pull away and use my free hand to slap Matt hard across the face.

"Don't," I manage to get out before fumbling with the door and walking out as soon as it's opened. Matt didn't follow me; he's not stupid enough to since Zack is right across the hall.
In the hallways I run a hand though my hair as thoughts swarm my brain. What the fuck just happened? And why? I slowly traced my lips with my finger. I knew I couldn’t let Zack find out. This had to be kept a secret. I don’t know what was going through Matt’s head but I knew he must have been confused about something or maybe he was just lonely.

I was still wrapped I thoughts in the hallway when the door to mine and Zack's room opened. "Oh, there you are," Zack smiles as he pokes his head out of the room. "I'm done do you still want to go get lunch?"

"What" I ask him. "Oh, yeah. Let me get dressed."

He turns and I follow him back into the room. "Take your time; I want to take a quick shower first anyways."

I nodded, grateful I would have a few more minutes alone to gather my thoughts. Zack kissed my cheek before walking into the bathroom, he swung the door closed but it didn't latch. Through the crack of the door I could hear the shower turn on. After a few minutes I could hear Zack singling softly. Hearing his voice made me smile, I loved hearing him sing. I sat in the bed and listened to him. Matt was wrong. I did love Zack and I was happy with him. Zack and I belonged together, every couple goes through a rough patch and this just happened to be ours.
Zack walked out of the bathroom a few minutes later with a towel walked around his waist and water droplets covering his body.

"Babe," he chuckled, "you haven't even started?"

My eyes ran across his face, arms, chest and stomach. I had to force my eyes away from him before I spoke. "I was too busy listening to you sing," I told him. I stood from the bed and began to go through my suitcase.

I felt Zack wrap his right arm around my waist as his left hand moved my hair from my neck. He kissed the nape of my neck and I suppressed a sigh. My body ached for his and I knew he would pull away before things got heated.

I turned in his arms. "Zack..." I started.

"Shh," he slowly pressed his lips to mine. I kissed him back, shoving the flashback of Matt kissing me to the back of my mind. Zack gripped my hips and pulled me in closer to him. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him deeper into the kiss.

Without removing his mouth from mine, we fall into the bed. Zack laces his fingers with mine and pushes our hands into the mattress above my head. He bites at my lip before moving his mouth back to my neck. I tighten my grip on his hands had he nibbles and sucks my skin. Suddenly, he lets go of my hands and pulls away from me.

I don't groan as every part of me is screaming. He gets off the bed and walks out of the bedroom and into the living area of our room. I take a deep breath before I begin to awkwardly sort through my clothes. I pull my shirt off and as I'm pulling on a bra Zack reenters the bedroom.

"I'm not done with you," he tells me. I look up at him surprised as he unhooks my bra and lays me back in the bed. "I just wanted to put the 'do not disturb' sign on the door so the guys don't interrupt," he tells me as he crawls back on top of me.

He kisses me but I pull away the best I can, which is difficult because my head is between his and the mattress. "Zack, you don't have to do this," I whisper against his lips. I know how hard it is for him to sleep with me and I didn't want this to cause another fight. "It's okay."

"I want you," he tells me before kissing me again. His hand travels between my legs and he begins to massage me through my shorts. "I really fucking want to."

His words are all it takes. I shove my shorts and panties from my waist before he can try. Zack chuckles into my mouth and I grin into his as my heart brings to race. Is this really finally going to happen?

Zack slips a couple of fingers into me and a moan escapes my lips easily. After a few moments I realize he's teasing me and he knows it. "I don't need foreplay," I whisper into his neck as he bites mine. "I really just want you to fuck me."

Zack smiles at my words. "If you insist," he winks and I nod before tearing the towel from around his waist.

Just as he's about to slide his dick into me, my phone rings. Zack makes a reach for it but I grab his arm. "Ignore it," I demand. If it was an emergency, it was just going to have to wait.
Zack happily does as he's told and thrusts into me. "Fuck," we both gasp in unison. Zack's grip digs into my shoulder as mine digs into the back of his neck. I forgot how good sex was with him, it really had been too long! Zack's stokes changed rhythm a few times. He began to thrust slower into me and then, without warning, he pulled completely out of me and then slammed back into me.

"Fuck!" I scream. Zack laughs

"Shh!"

I was never very vocal in bed until I started sleeping with Zack. Like most men, he loves it but he also loved his privacy and I knew he didn't want the whole hotel to know we were fucking.
He laughed at me again as I covered my mouth with my hand to muffle the moans. Zack fucked me hard until he suddenly pulled out of me again. I thought something was wrong until he lightly tapped the side of my butt cheek.

"Face down, ass up," he smiled.

I flip over on my stomach while shaking my head at him. "You did not just say that!" I laughed. My phone began to ring again and Zack and I ignored it as he began to massage my clit and then moved his wet hand towards my ass. Slowly, he began to push the head of his dick into my ass.

I clenched the bedsheets as he began to thrust, first slowly but then quickly quickened his pace. I felt him grab a fistful of my hair and the harder he fucked me the harder he tugged. I felt the nails from his free hand dig into the skin on my hip as my own dug through the sheets and into my palms.

The hand that was clenching my hips finds its way to my clit and Zack massaged it as he bites random spots on my back, giving me chills. I can feel the pressure begin to build and I know I'm going to cum soon.

Zack is pressed as deep into me as he can possibly go. His thrusts are short and slow again. He untangled his hand from hair and wrapped it around my throat.

"Cum for me," he quietly demands. I know it's going to happen and so does he. He quickens his pace on my clit and it's not soon after I feel my body jerking as the intense waves of pleasure overwhelm me. "God, Zack," I half moan, half whine as I shove my face into the pillow to muffle the groans of pleasure coming from me.

Before my body can recover from the first climax I've had in a month or more, Zack pulls his dick out of my ass and slams it full force into my vagina once again.

"Oh, my God!" I scream into the pillow. Pleasure hit me again and I didn't need to be facing my lover to know he was wearing his famous smirk. Zack fucked me roughly and it wasn't long before I felt another climax begin to build. I knew Zack was about to finish too. He began to slap my ass and his thrusts got even quicker as he gripped my shoulders from behind.

"Fuck," he breathed, leaving a trail of scratches from my shoulder blades to the middle of my back. I came for a second time, right after he did and collapsed on the bed beneath me.
Zack laid on his back beside me. He was hot and sweaty but still pulled me against him and planted a kiss on my forehead before closing his eyes and laying his head down. I closed my eyes and listen to the sound as his breathing.

Zack and I are still laying naked on the bed with our eyes clothes when my phone begins to ring again. I begin to get up and answer it but Zack tightens his grip around me. "Ignore it," he growls. He doesn't want this moment ruined and neither do I.

I propped my head up with my hand and trace the tattoo on his chest with my finger. "Worth the wait," I compliment him. He keeps his eyes shut but smiles.

"I'm just sorry it took so long for it to happen," he told me.

"That's okay, you can just make it up to me by doing it again...and again...and again." I laughed.
He laughed too and opened his eyes before sitting up. I sat up too. "That sounds amazing, but I'm going to need food first."

I glanced at the clock. It was after four in the afternoon, where had the time gone? "Do you want to go out or order in?" I ask him.

He pulls on a pair of basketball shorts. "I'm thinking room service," he shrugs. "I'm going to go get the menu." He kisses me before heading out of the bedroom again. I decide to pee while he's gone and check my phone.

Three missed calls and two text messages all from Matt. Out of the three missed calls, he left one voicemail. I decided to listen to it first.

"Spence, please come talk to me or something. I'm so sorry about what happened. I don’t know what came over me. Please, let's talk about this."

I took a deep breath before deleting the voicemail and moving to the text messages. "I can explain I swear. Please talk to me." And the one after that said, "Please Spence. You're going to have to talk to me eventually."

I deleted the text messages but went over them in my head as I washed my hands.
"If you don't hurry up, I'm going to order without you," Zack called from the other side of the door. I pulled on the robe hanging in the bathroom slid the cellphone into one of its pockets before joining my boyfriend in the bedroom.

Notes

Soo, a lot happened in this chapter. What do you guys think? Let me know, I love hearing from you guys!

Title credit: "Motion City Soundtrack "It Had To Be You"