This is how our first kiss is supposed to go

***Matty's POV***

This dickhead had to come crashing in. He knows how to spoil a moment. She was practically mine, she's single still for now and I consider her fair game.

Fuck I won't be able to forget that. Her standing over me in red underwear. Teasing me and asking me to get naked for her. She couldn't pull herself away from my embrace. If she sleeps with Ross then it's Ryan's fault. I'm being childish I know.

I've had girls before, quite a few actually for my age. Rach always tried so hard to be sexy, she even wore stockings once. But they now seem incomparable.

"The other two are asleep I hope that's okay dude" Ryan says to me.

I wanna punch him.

"thanks man" I say instead.

"Can I borrow your shirt" Taylor asks

I almost look up and give her mine. Until I realise Ross is putting one of his over her body. His hand skimming her waist and down her thighs. It stops at the top of her thighs and hangs loosely around her frame. She smiles at him hazily. I'm realising she can get away with anything. She just kissed me passionately in her underwear now she's with him. And I'm not annoyed at her I'm... jealous. This is the kind of thing I do to girls not the other way around.

She sits down in his shirt and takes her drink in her hands.

"Let's do something else now" she suggests.

I know exactly what we could be doing. I think wishfully.

"we're gonna be err" her mates starts.

"see you in the morning" she laughs. They go upstairs.

"Anyone got the munchies" I say.

If we go into the kitchen I might be able to get her around me and away from Ross.

I get up and walk towards the door she rises. Turns to face Ross. No, no don't ask him to come with you.

"You want me to get you something?" She asks him. Good girl.

"Mmm yes, anything babe" he replies, he's stoned.

Brad and Stiffy are chatting about some shit flicking through my playlist. Ryan thinks better of following us and sits with Ross. They're sharing a spliff.

Following me into the kitchen, she spots Steve's guitar, I knew she would. She goes to it ignoring me staring. It's now 2:30am and she sits on top of my dining table her legs exposed holding the guitar. Instantly she starts to play.

I have to look away I busy myself with the cooking. I'm making a batch of cheese on toast, I dunno why. It's easy they'll all eat it.

After I put it in the grill she starts singing along whilst playing her own cover of biffy's "many of horror". Slowly I turn to watch her, she isn't looking at me. When she finishes I find myself staring again and she looks at me all shy.

"Sorry, I should have asked" she says.

"Please don't say sorry to me" I say moving in on her.

"That was really good" I compliment. In front of her I take the guitar,

"Look this is all I can play" I say

I start playing come as you are, badly.

She smiles.

"Steve taught me" I admit, forgetting that she doesn't know me. Yet.

"Steve?" She questions.

"My mums boyfriend. It's his guitar."

What am I doing? Why am I telling her this? I run my hands through my hair. Normally I wouldn't care I would just be trying to get through her and to where I wanna be between her thighs.

"Here play me something else" I say handing her the guitar back.

I have to hear her sing again.

"any requests?" She asks

"Can you play any guns n roses" I laugh

She goes straight into an acoustic version of sweet child of mine. It's stunning, re-imagined and it sounds innocent and sweet.

I was so angry earlier at Ryan that I completely forgot how to deal with the situation. I should have offered her my shirt straight away. Then she would be in my clothes and not his. I normally keep my anger in check, I was just lost in that moment, so close to making her realise. She has to know that I like her.

The toast is ready so I plate it up and put it all on the table. I fill up two jugs of cool water and put that there too. I grab a piece and walk over to her, she's not singing right now and the guitar is on the side. I stand in between her legs, that are slightly parted. She's making no objections, the shirt riding up so that I can see her red underwear. She thinks I'm going to kiss her again. I just watch her expression as she looks into my eyes, waiting. That's more like it, I feel my tension disperse immediately. I can't tell if she's disarming me or the other way around. I can feel the control I'm holding over her as she's hanging on my every word.

She shuffles slightly forward and I can feel her legs around my hips. I look down at her,

"You must be hungry" I say to her quietly. Not wanting to rush into anything.

She breaks my eye contact and quietly looks down to where we are touching. Fuck.

I know I'm hard. She knows it too.

"What do you want?" I tease. Brushing her hair back away from her face as she looks up into my eyes.

I can't just give it to her. I need her to explicitly tell me before I make any more moves.

She smiles and blushes. A deep pink comes over her cheeks and suddenly I'm the lost one. Looking at her, how she's waiting on me to take the lead is enough to make me explode. She's biting her lip, I wanna do that for her. I make it my personal goal to get her to blush again, the shade of pink that her cheeks go is beautiful.

Crushing my mouth around hers. She whimpers under my touch. She pulls me closer to her, her small hands pulling at my back. I lean into her, my cock pushing at her thigh. How is she doing this to me? She has to know how she's making me feel, pulling me under.

I moan into her ear briefly breaking away from the kiss. Her legs squeeze around me, her body doesn't want to let me go.

"That is how our first kiss was supposed to go" I tell her.