DOUBLE TROUBLE TIMES TWO ||ON A BREAK||

chapter twenty-three

I woke up on the.. floor? I looked around to see everyone else on the bed.

did I fall out? how did no one hear a thud then? never mind, I got up and leaned on the wall for support.

guess he was pent up, I made my way into the kitchen and started watching the television since I wasn't that hungry.

out of no where, my eyes started getting heavy and my head started nodding off.

my head fell of my hand and on to the couch cushion and I fell asleep.

I felt someone's presence beside me and I seen all of them, I must've been sleep for about two hours.

I felt someone's head and my lap and looked down to see Chanel watching tv.

I put my hands through her hair, and started lifting it up off my lap.

"your finally awake?" she got up and looked at me, with a small smirk on her face.

"mhm." I push myself off the couch and accidentally hit the table on my side.

"woah, you good?" she placed her hand on where I hit my hip.

"yeah I'm fine, I'm just hungry." I limped to the kitchen and looked around for something to eat.

my eyes lit up, when did they have fruity pebbles? I hurried and grabbed them.

I felt hands slithering around my waist while pouring my cereal.

I turnt back and saw Mattia holding my waist with a strong grip.

"leave me alone." I look at his with an annoyance look on my face.

"what's wrong mama?" he grinned and put his cheek next to mine.

"you've been using me as your personal fuck toy since five days ago."

"not true." he starts kissing my neck and shoulders and creep his hands under my shirt.

"I feel like you should get couple massages for me and Chanel to composite us."

"you want that." he starts dragging his hands lower and lower.

"mhm." I let a half-hearted moan since he squeezed my lower waist.

"or do you want me to fuck you senseless?" he started to put his hands under my shirt.

"the massage would be better for me." I brushed his hands off of me.

"why, not both? you know you want it." he towered over me.

he wasn't lying, but I really wanted that luxury massage too.

"we can do one quickie then schedule our appointments."

"thank you." he started pulling my shorts and rubbing my hips.

"wait, in the kitchen?" I glare back at him with a confused look.

"why not?" he starts sucking on my neck and massaging my shoulders.