Chapter twenty-six
Novah
Matt's been gone for an hour now and I'm kind of worried. What if he's left?
Maybe he's still emotional about last night?
God, I'm overthinking this.
I need to stop worrying and get dressed.
The door opens and I see Matt walk in. His hair is wet and hanging down on his forehead.
Oh my god, phew.
"Hey, babe. I just took a quick shower," he smiles his beautiful, model-like smiles.
I grin and throw my arms around his neck. "I'm gonna go downstairs and brush my teeth and everything," I say to him happily.
His eyebrows furrow.
"Really? You don't want to go to the apartment? I got a different one,"
"What do you mean?"
"You didn't seem to really like the last one so I decided to get a new one. I don't like the idea of you showering down there,"
"How'd you get a new apartment so quickly?"
"You'd be surprised how quickly I can do things. So do you want to go there?"
"How far is it?"
"Ten minutes,"
I look from side to side nervously.
I don't know. Last time I went to his apartment, bad things happened.
"I swear, this time nothing will happen. You'll just take a shower and then we'll leave,"
I start chewing on my lip nervously.
Is this a good idea?
Both Alessia and Skylar told me he's toxic.
Hell, everyone has warned me about him.
"Hey," he calls out and I look at him in the eyes. "Do you think I'd ever let anything happen to you? Do you think I like knowing that your down there in just a towel?"
"I know I'm just....scared. I don't want to be hurt anymore. I've been so stressed out since I started college,"
"I know, baby," he places his hands on my waist and kisses me rosily. "I know. I got the apartment for you, babe. It's yours for you to come and go whenever you please,"
"How is it mine? I didn't pay for it,"
"It's yours because I said so," he says firmly.
He quickly rephrases. "It's yours because I want you to have it. Because I love you and want to see you have the best in life. It's the least I could do after this weekend, don't you think?"
"But Matt its too much,"
"What you mean to me.....I could never put a dollar amount on. You are priceless to me, Nov. How many times do I have to say that?"
I contemplate his words. The care and adoration and love in his eyes when he talks to me.
The softness in his voice.
I think that's all the proof I need that this is okay.
"Do you actually love me?"
"More than anything. I hope you believe me,"
I avert my gaze to the wall once more. "Okay. I'll come with you. But it's your apartment and that's final."
"Okay, baby," he kisses me. "But don't blame me if you don't even make it in the shower...."
"No sex, mister," I say semi-sternly as I gather a few clothes to take to Matt's apartment.
"Why notttttt?" he whines.
"You are on sex break," I inform him.
"You won't be saying that later....." he mutters under his breath.
"Huh? Speak up," I joke.
"You be quiet. I'm on sex break? I'm gonna fucking demolish you when we get to that god damned apartment,"
His dirty words. The forcefulness. Him telling me to be quiet.
It makes my palms sweaty and my panties wet.
I gulp and pack the few clothes I'm bringing in a small bag.
"I'm looking forward to you demolishing me," I say slyly.
He smirks. "I thought I was on sex break?"
"I might change my mind. Maybe,"
He narrows his eyes at me and I know he's taking my promises into account.
I'm in for a tease later.
"As a matter of fact,"
I walk slowly over to him, pressing my hips against his.
I put my face close to his ear. "I think I'm in a little mood right now,"
He stands rock-still and doesn't make a sound.
I grind my hips against his making sure to pay extra attention to between his legs.
"I wanna take you into my mouth and suck you off until you cum," I whisper and grab his bulge with my hand.
I hear him exhale.
"Do you want me to, Matt?"
"I haven't said anything," he says, controlled.
Now, this frustrates me. I'm gonna make him beg for me.
I look over at the door and make sure it's locked.
I unzip my jeans slowly and step out of them.
Matt is standing in the same spot with his arms crossed and his impassive expression.
I take my top off and throw it at him.
He catches it and hands it back. "You may need this," he says with a smirk.
I throw it across the room, frustrated.
I unclasp my bra and throw it at him.
He catches it again.
I slide take my panties off and sit on the edge of the bed.
I look between his legs and am pleased to see his noticeable erection.
Good.
And he's about to get even harder.
I watch him intently keeping my eyes locked on his.
I spread my legs right in front of him as wide as possible and slide two fingers into my wet opening.
He continues standing there with the same expression.
I pull my fingers out slowly and moan, just to make him want it.
I keep my eyes locked on his and suck on the two fingers deliberately.
His eyebrows raise a bit but he stands in the same spot with his arms crossed.
I decide to up the ante.
I push my fingers inside my wet pussy faster, making a big deal of moaning loudly.
"Matt, why don't you come over here and fuck me?" I moan as I finger myself. "I wanna taste your cock in my mouthhhh......." I groan as I rub my clit. I throw my head back and massage my clit with my legs spread and my eyes locked on Matt's.
"I'm gonna cum right in front of you daddyyyy....."
I rub my clit faster and faster while panting and moaning.
Before I cum I stand right back up. I almost huff when I see that Matt is standing in the same exact spot not doing anything.
I pull his shorts down and see his sizeable erection, rock-hard.
I pull his boxers down and kneel in front of him.
I take the tip into my mouth and suck tightly.
He groans loudly and grips my shoulders.
I stop sucking not long after starting and stand back up.
"Beg me, Matt," I purr.
He looks at me curiously, his eyes aflame and his penis dripping with my saliva and his pre-cum.
"You're not gonna get to cum unless you beg me....."
He grabs me by the arm strenuously.
"Get on your knees. Now," he hisses in my ear.
He sucks on my earlobe and kisses right below it, sucking hard on the soft skin.
"Okay, daddyyy....." I love the way he just ordered me to do something sexual for him. That's so fucking hot.
I get to my knees and take him into my mouth.
His head rolls back and I focus all my energy on the wet, dripping tip.
There's a white coating already on it because of me.
He he hee.
I hold the base with my hand and suck on the tip.
Matt thrusts into my mouth making me gag. His dick reaches the back of my throat as he continues fucking my mouth.
I hear him breathing heavily as he forces his dick down my throat.
I try and open my mouth a bit wider to accommodate his several inches in my small mouth.
"Fuck, Novah......your mouth......"
His fingers dig into my arm, painfully and his dick begins to twitch in my mouth.
He takes in a deep breath and groans as liquid oozes out of him into my mouth.
"God, Novah," he sighs and I wipe my mouth and the tears that have gathered in my eyes.
"Are you okay? I...." he tries to catch his breath. "Got caught up.....are you okay?"
"Yes," I stand up and walk towards the bed but he quickly grabs me by the waist.
His hard dick is pressed against my ass as he whispers into my ear.
"You haven't gotten your fix sweetheart,"
I smile at 'sweetheart' and the sound of more pleasure.
"Oral?" he asks.
"What?"
He turns me around to face him.
"Do you want me to eat you out or fuck you?"
"Fuck me hard," I say confidently.
He pushes me on the bed.
"Get on all fours and arch your back," he orders.
I do just that.
"Brace yourself," he says huskily.
I start to prepare myself and then BOOM, unexpectedly.
I squeal.
He's ramming into me from behind as I sit there helpless.
It's fucking delicious.
I hear the sound of hips hitting my behind.
He holds on to my hips as he thrusts into me.
"Matttt......." I moan as I feel the tension build in my body. I squeal at the orgasm to come.
He places his hand on my lower neck and pushes my face down in the sheets so that my ass is sticking up doggy style.
I moan into the sheets while he takes me from the back.
His cock is filling me up completely and totally, giving me that full-feeling that makes my mouth water.
I turn my head to the side so that I can breathe and let the sensations take over my body.
He speeds up and quickly flips me over onto my back.
"I wanna see your face when you cum," he says breathlessly.
He parts my legs, pins my hands above my head, and enters me slowly, making sure that I feel each and every inch of him.
"Go faster....." I groan.
He pulls out and then enters again, swiveling his hips inside of me.
I groan and Matt pulls out, slowly, again.
I try and catch my breath for a second but he starts slamming into me unexpectedly.
I scream out his name as I squirt out a liquid around his cock.
He continues thrusting and I see him shut his eyes tight.
He's about to cum.
I almost giggle.
Seeing his muscular, tattooed body above me.
It's like heaven above.
Bang, bang bang! Somebody's banging on the door.
"Fuck," Matt curses angrily.
He pulls out of me and stands up, pulling on his boxers quickly.
I sit up on the bed take and catch my breath before pulling his t-shirt over my body before whoever is at the door, sees me naked.
I grab my panties off the floor.
Matt opens the door.
"What?!" he shouts at whoever's as the door.
Skylar rushes into the room, her face red.
Matt closes the door and crosses his arms.
"We're about to leave so you can save all your lies," Matt says to Skylar calmly.
She looks at me angrily.
"Did you guys just.....Novah?!?!" Skylar yells. She sighs.
I pull my panties on discreetly.
"Skylar......I'm sorry. Matt, can you leave for a second?" I say to Matt.
He rolls his eyes and walks out into the hall in just his boxers.
"Skylar.....I can't just cut him off. I'm sorry, I just can't. I don't have it in me,"
"Why can't you? What more does he have to do for you to see the real him? He's a liar, a cheater an asshole, a fucking jerk....."
"Why do you hate him so much?"
"Cause he keeps hurting you! Can't you just consider that before letting him jump your bones?"
How dare she?
"My sex life is none of your god damn business,"
"It is when you're fucking around with a guy like him?"
"A guy like him?! You barely even know him!"
"Why do you keep making excuses for him?"
"Because I love him,"
"Why?!"
"I'm leaving Skylar," I say calmly.
I grab some sweatpants out of my drawer and pull them on.
"Where are you going?" she asks.
"With Matt to his apartment,"
"You're being very stupid right now,"
I ignore her and grab my bag off of the vanity.
"Goodbye," I say, and open the room door.
Matt is standing there in his boxers.
"Put some clothes on," I say to him.
He walks back into the room and closes the door behind him.
I hear Skylar yell some more but I don't hear Matt say anything.
He walks back out in a few seconds with shorts on and black duffel bag in his hand.
"Where's your shirt?"
"You have it on,"
I look down at the white shirt.
"Which reminds me, I can see your tits," he says. He pulls my black bra out of his pocket and hands it to me.
"Where am I supposed to put it on?" I ask.
"Right here. I'll cover you,"
"There's cameras,"
He pulls a towel out of the black duffle bag and holds it up in front of me.
"Go. Put it on," he urges.
I take my shirt off nervously, worrying that someone will see me topless.
I clasp the bra on and pull my shirt back over my head.
"Finished," I say and Matt takes the towel.
He looks me over and smiles. "Good, good,"
I roll my eyes. "You are so annoying sometimes,"
"I'm sorry I don't want people staring at your tits," he says sarcastically while stuffing the towel back in his bag.
I pick my bag up off the floor and Matt takes my hand in his.
He kisses the top of my hand as we walk down the hallway, towards the stairs.
It's funny, we never use the elevator cause there's always a million people trying to go in it at once.
Thank god there's a stairwell.
"I hope you like the place. I seriously got it for you,"
I roll my eyes.
Some guy passes us.
He's tall with beautiful icy blue eyes. His dark hair compliments them perfectly.
He smiles at me as we pass him and I smile back.
Matt tenses up.
He's so jealous of everybody, I swear.
I turn and see his jaw clenched.
"What happened?" I ask.
He opens the door to the stairwell.
"Nothing, just frustrated,"
"Why?' I ask as we walk down the stairs.
"I didn't get to finish, remember?"
I think back to the room and what happened in there.
Oh yeah. Skylar interrupted just before Matt got a chance to climax.
"Sorry. When we get to the apartment...." I smile and squeeze his hand.
He opens the door once we reach the bottom of the stairs and smirks at me.
I wink at him and he smacks my ass as I walk through the door.
"I love you," he whispers in my ear.
My heart aches a bit when I hear him say that.
"I love you too, Mo Mo,"
He chuckles and kisses my hand.
"I love you more, sweetheart," He pulls the keys to his car out of his pocket and unlocks the car.
I look at my car and notice brand-new tires.
I run my finger across the door and notice its spic and span. No dirt or bird poop. No chipped paint.
Did he get my car washed?
"Matt, what happened to my car?"
"You don't like it?" he asks and takes my bag from my hand.
He puts both of our bags in the back seat and stands next to me as I examine my car.
Brand new tires? All four?
"How much did they cost?"
"It d-"
"And don't you dare tell me it doesn't matter,"
"Fifteen hundred," he says blankly.
"What?!" I turn and stare at him, irritated.
"Yep," he says nonchalantly.
"You can't spend that kind of money on me,"
"Yes, I can, actually. It's my money, Novah. If I wanted to spend every last penny I had on you I could and I would. Money doesn't mean anything to me. You do. I'll do what I want with my money and that's final. Now get in the car,"
He leaves me standing there while he walks around his car to the other side and gets in.
I lean back on my car and cross my arms.
He can't keep doing this.
Spending unnecessary money on me.
Ordering me around like a child.
So I'm going to stand here and wait till he apologizes.
One minute passes and Matt doesn't get out of the car.
Okay, this is getting boring......
But I need to stand my ground.
Another minute and I'm standing here, sweating my ass off, leaning against my car.
Fuck this shit, man....
I'm about to get in the car when I hear Matt's door open.
He walks up to me with an irritated look on his face.
"I don't what you're trying to prove here but I have a lot of patience and time, so your call,"
I roll my eyes and flip him off.
His mouth goes into a straight line and he sighs.
"Let's go, Novah, now,"
"You can't just talk to me like that,"
He huffs and his eyes narrow.
Matt's face hardens up and a guy approaches us.
Standing in front of me, and next to Matt is the guy that passed us in the hall a few minutes ago.
His icy blue eyes are piercing, daunting but enchanting.
Unlike any other eyes, I've seen before.
There's a long scar running from his eyebrow to his cheek.
It's in kind of a zig-zag and gives him a tough look that is very appealing.
His dark, almost black hair is short but long enough to hang down in his face.
He pushes it back and smiles charmingly.
He holds out his hand and I turn and see Matt scowling the hardest I've ever seen him scowl.
"Hello, I'm Ezra, an old friend of Matt's. And you, lovely lady, are?"
"Novah. Matt never mentioned an Ezra,"
Ezra smiles and his eyes flick over to Matt.
"You know, we go kind of far back," Ezra says, friendly.
I smile and hug Ezra.
"Its so nice to meet you, Ezra,"
Matt's eyes are dark.
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