false god- matthew sturniolo

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"i don't know about that." i let out a small laugh.
"what do you mean?" "your seeing a hockey
player and your telling me he's not playing you?"
eli scoffed at me. anger fled my body. this guy
knew nothing about matt and he has the nerve
to say shit about him. "he's not but whatever can
we finish up here?" i asked.

"he pissed me off so fucking much, i was going
to actually commit a crime" i told summer.
"that's just some stereotype, maybe he's jealous"
summer raised her eyebrows at me. "highly doubt
that." i crossed my arms.

me and summer were waiting for matt and josh
to finish practice. we were sitting in my car.
i offered to pick matt up but he drove here with
chris. i just wanted to see him before he leaves.
even though i was seeing him in a few hours
anyway.

"hi" he pecked my lips. i wrapped my arms around
him and put my head on my chest. "you ready
for tonight?" matt said. "of course!" i pulled away
and looked up at him. "is chris ready that's the real
question?" i looked at chris. "hey!" "what's that suppose to mean?" chris fixed his messy hair.
"i'm gonna find more clues!" matt put his arm around my waist. he jokingly scoffed. "we'll see about that, wont we?" "we will" i squinted my eyes
at him. "i should go, josh will start whining soon"
i looked at matt. "alright i'll pick you up soon,
i'll text you." i kissed his cheek. "okay i'll see
you soon, bye chris!" "see you tate."

"who found more clues?" i happily smiled at
chris. he sighed. "she's never gonna shut up
out this?" he looked at matt. matt shrugged his
shoulders. "umm, what about me??" nick
exclaimed. "nick of course!" "you found more
clues but i found more clues than chris wish
makes me feel more superior than him." i smiled. chris rolled his eyes. "okay, you guys can go now." matt said. "oh thanks for that matt." nick crossed
his arms.

"oh my fucking god, i think i might cry."

matt brought me to one of the restaurants that
we're shown in "la la land" which is one of my
favourite films to ever exist.

it was a bit of a drive. i didn't mind though,
staring over at matt while he drove made me
crumble.

"surprised?" he smiled at me. i looked up at him
and passionately kissed his lips. "thank you."
his cheeks quickly heated up. "anything for
you." "your literally gonna be the father of
my kids and you get no say in it!" i cheekily
teased. "crazzzzzyyyyy statement."

we drove back to matt's place since i was staying
the night there. i had a class at 2:30 tomorrow.
i didn't really need to be up early. i told my dad i
was staying over at summers, he didn't mind.

"you wanna watch something?" matt said referring
to his tv. "yes!" "i want you to watch my favourite
films." i smiled. "if you want that, it can happen."
he passed me the remote.

i put on "how to lose a guy in 10 days." matt had no idea what he was getting himself into.

i snuggled into the side of him. his arm was draped
around my shoulder and his hand was holding
mine. every few minutes he would gently rub his
thumb off the back of my hand. it would send
insane butterflies in my stomach, mostly further
down my body.

matt paused the film to get us drinks and snacks.

he came back with our food. "thanks for today
again." i gave him a closed mouth smile.
he pulled the pepsi can away from his mouth.
"of course." he pressed his lips against mine.
i slipped my tongue into his mouth and he
quickly moaned. i clenched my thighs.
i could taste the sweetness from the pepsi
off him. he cupped my face and deepened the
kiss.

"get on my lap now." he growled. i quickly
straddled him. he pulled away from my lips
and kissed my neck. "your so beautiful tate."
he groaned against my neck. "i can feel you
dripping on me." i groaned. "then do something
about it." matt pushed the fabric of my underwear
out of the way and easily slid 2 fingers inside of me.
i let out a breathless moan. "fuck, your soaked."
matt said before kissing me.

him kissing me and his fingers still working inside
of me sent me over the edge.

i pulled away from him. "what are you doing?"
he asked. "i'm fucking you." i tied my hair up.
he chuckled. "really?" "yes really." i pulled his
shirt off. i placed small kisses around his collar
bone. he groaned and pressed his fingers into
my back. i kissed up his neck and onto his
jaw, before making it to his lips. i kissed him
with such urgency, it was like i was never going
to kiss him again.

i slowly rocked myself against him. he was
so fucking hard, a whimper escaped my mouth.
he quickly flipped me over onto my back.
he was now hovering over me. "i'm gonna fuck
you now, okay?" he had a dark look in his grey-ish
eyes. i quickly nodded my head.

matt's first thrust into me i was already seeing
stars, arching my back and trying not to scream
his name. "your such a good girl being quiet while
i fuck you, aren't you?" he said before kissing
the gap between my tits. "mhm" i whimpered
for a response.

we both finished. matt was still thrusting inside
of me. i was so vulnerable and i didn't want him
to stop. i wanted him to chase my next orgasm.
"fuck tate." he kissed my lips. my eyes were gone
to the back of my head.

matt layed beside me. we were both pretty sweaty.
i pressed a kiss to his chest. "thank you."
he let out a small chuckle. "why do you always
say thank you?" he cupped my face. "because.."
i trailed his hand with my finger. "you make me
feel good." i looked up at him. "always, i would
never leave you unsatisfied." "good because
i like when you make me feel good ." i pecked his
lips.

i slipped on one of matt's t shirts and used the
bathroom of course. i came back matt was in
his plaid pyjama pants and a black t shirt.
he looked yummy.

"your gonna make me want to do that all over
again since your wearing that." i closed the door
after me. "this?" he said referring to his outfit.
"yes that, you look so good and yummy." i hopped
onto his bed. "thank you baby." he smiled.
i pecked his cheek. "can we snuggle?" i asked.
"you don't have to ask that, come on." he said.
but he pulled me towards him and placed me
beside him. "can you scratch my back?" he
giggled. "fine." the only reason matt loves when
i get my nails done.

we were near the end of the film, matt's eyes
looked heavy.

i pulled away from his embrace and looked at him.
"your tired matt" "maybe" he gave me a weak
smile. "i guess no head then." i crossed my arms
and looked back at the tv. "what??" "i'm awake,
i promise!"