Like a typical guy that wants something

"Well that went down well" Matty laughs.

"I think maybe Rhea might have just mentioned our double date and that sparked something off" I tell him.

"That makes sense" he remarks something clicks for him as he realises why Ross might be so annoyed.

"What's the problem?" I ask Matty, I know what I heard. My mind wants to make sense of it all.

Matty rolls up again.

"No problem, I think he might just be pissed at me is all" he says.

"Hey do you wanna share a spliff babe" he asks me.

He gets up and heads out of the room returning with a little baggy and a purple grinder.

He sits next to me on the sofa and starts grinding up some of the herbs in the baggy.

"Can I roll it" I ask him

He turns to look at me and smiles "sure".

After grinding it up he indicates for me to sit in his lap. He puts his arms around me placing the rizla paper between my fingers. He distributes the tobacco and herbs. And then helps me to roll it up. His hands over mine.

Once rolled he whispers in my ear that it's perfect. I smile I can't help myself. I stay in his lap leaning back on him slightly as he lights it up.

"Babe this might make you a bit high okay" he smiles at me.

"You've not had a half of one before so see how you go" he tells me protectively.

We share our smoke, he keeps me close to him.

"Ross likes you a lot, Taylor. Don't be too hard on him he's just acting like a typical guy that really wants something" Matty says.

"I knew it would be difficult to keep you away from him" he says to me.

"But I love you" I tell him, getting worried at the turn of this conversation.

"I love you. Taylor. I think Ross has just seen me being an asshole to girl after girl and because he really likes you he doesn't want that for you. And if I was him and I didn't have my perspective I wouldn't either" he says taking a drag on the smoke.

"What did he mean about playing games, Matty?" I ask him I'm starting to feel heady and relaxed.

"Like i said babe he's seen me play games with girls and it not turning into anything. He just doesn't want you to get caught up" he says

"Would you do that to me?" I ask him feeling my heart thump out of my chest

"No Taylor I promise" he says turning my face towards his.

"I mean it, I love you" he kisses me. And places his hand on my hand with my eternity ring.

"I'm just saying don't be hard on him, he's never seen me be a genuine guy with any girls. He is not a bad guy he's always treated girls nicely, he's a complete softy in fact. And he always hated when I did the things I did. He never actually got involved until now. And i just think that's because he's got it bad for you" he chuckles.

"I can't really see why?" I tell him.

"Are you for real? Now you're just fishing for my compliments" he laughs.

"No I mean it. Not sure I see what the hype is about" I tell him.

He puts the spliff down and it rests on the ash tray. He scoops me up and lays me down on the sofa. I'm happy with the direction this is now taking.

"I think that's quite enough smoking for you, you've become delusional" he laughs climbing on top of me.

I love him like this, he just takes charge. He pulls the T-shirt up quickly.

"You're mine" he tells me taking my breasts in his mouth for the second time this evening. "I'm going to show you how beautiful you are" he says.

I moan his name, even though we just did it I can't help my bodies reaction to him.

He kisses down my body, lingering over my belly.

"I even love your tummy" he chuckles

"I've never loved a girls tummy, but yours? Every inch of you is so sexy" he tells me.

He continues further down kissing me, every inch of my skin.

Before going down on me he looks up at me as if asking me whether it's okay.

"Is this what you want babe" he asks me.

"Only if I can do the same to you after" I tell him.

He winks.

And then I am completely lost to him as he takes me in his mouth. Intense pleasure builds inside of me and before I know it he's inside of me again, he's on top this time. Working his way in and out of me slowly.

"You feel so fucking good babe" he tells me

"No matter how many times we do it, I want to do it again" he says to me.

"Me too, Matty" I tell him.

"It was so hard not fucking you that first night when you were sitting on my kitchen table"

"Only knowing that the others were in the room next door, stopped me from throwing you back and taking you right then".

I gasp as he thrusts into me harder, he takes my hands and places them above my head. He holds them in place.

"No moving" he tells me and I smile at him.

"You are all mine, okay?" He tells me.

I moan at him I'm so close to yielding to my orgasm.

"You need to say it" he tells me holding himself still inside me.

I thrust up into him and he squeezes my hands lightly telling me no.

"I am all yours Matty" I tell him.

He thrusts into me again pushing my leg up out of the way.

We end up laying on the sofa together for hours afterwards. He tells me stories about his past, stories about his family. All the kind of general crap that partners love, his favourite colour which is black. His favourite food being steak. And I begin to feel more and more sleepy clinging onto him and his naked chest. The fire dies down and we take that as our cue to go upstairs to bed together. He carries me up and places me on the bed again. And then he climbs in next to me pulling me into his chest to go to sleep.