From Mountains to Lone Stars

Watching Matt perform was totally a turn on for me. I couldn't stop staring at the way his ass flexed as he moved around the stage and screamed into the microphone. His arms flexed too and I just wanted them around me. He was so damn hot. I couldn't stop biting my lip watching him.

"Are you with someone?" the sound guy asked.

I turned to face him and examined him. Matt had told him earlier that we were dating. "Yes, he's on stage."

"Yeah, I know, but are you like actually with him?" the sound guy got closer to me.

"Yes." I turned back around. This was not a conversation I wanted to be a part of. Why didn't men take it for fact that someone was taken? Regardless of that, why didn't they just leave well enough alone if someone wasn't interested.

The guy slapped my ass and my reaction was not a good one. Slowly, I turned to face the man and stared him down. "What the fuck is your problem?"

"I don't believe you're actually with him." He grabbed my ass again, and I fucking lost it.

"DO. NOT. TOUCH. ME."

The music cut off and suddenly a presence I felt comfortable with was behind me. Instinctively I knew it was Matt and felt my confidence coming back. Matt wasn't the only one behind me though. All of the guys were there.

"Hey man, is she really with you?"

Matt towered over the guy and crossed his arms. "Even if she wasn't with me, you don't touch someone without FUCKING asking. Do not touch my woman." Matt gently grabbed my hand and lead me onto the stage.

"Sorry about that! We had a little issue with our sound guy. This is my girlfriend, Maverick. She's gonna chill on stage with us. Jimmy, kick this shit!"
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"I'm sorry that guy touched you, Maverick." Matt held my hand as we drove back to Bruce Hall. He wanted me to stay the night with him tonight. I was weirdly okay with it this time.

"It's okay, Matt." I looked at his profile, still very much turned on by this man. "It happens."

He stopped the car and turned to face me. "But it shouldn't happen, Mav. I wanted to kill that guy when you said for him not to touch you. Not even I can touch you without your permission, Alexa."

Tears welled in my eyes. Matt was good looking, funny, smart, and clearly very polite. I had never met a man who was so calm and caring about it. Most guys just say they don't want another guy to touch their woman.

"Jesus, Matt."

"What?" He started the car again, nearing the UNT campus.

"Thank you... I... Matt... I think I'm ready."

He parked the car and looked at me, questions clear in his eyes. "Ready for what?"

I leaned over and pressed a kiss to his mouth, dragging my hands through his hair. "Ready for sex."

Notes

HEATING THE FUCK UP!