'I did ...what?'

He utters in disbelief as his hands drop to his side. I look down tears burning in the corners of my eyes but I quickly blink them away, refusing to show them as he murmurs in a daze.

'Ever since I heard you at the recording studio, I've been wondering what you were talking about. What on earth did I do to break your heart?'

His words are earnest, I can hear it, but I don't care and easily brush them aside as I snap.

'I'm not having this conversation with you!'

'How can I make things up to you if I don't even know what the fuck I've done in the first place?!'

He yells in desperation making me look up at him. Brimming with anger, I shout back at him.

'There's no way I'm going to tell you because you should know exactly what I'm talking about!'

'Well, I don't! So why don't you spell it out for me?!'

He snaps, his hands holding my arms as he looks me in the eye pleading for an answer. I instantly jerk them off me again as I yell at the end of my whits, throwing my arms in the air.

'Fucking figure it out yourself! If you can't your honestly the dumbest man to walk the frikkin' earth, Matty!'

'Well, you're no fucking walk in the park either!'

He shouts, dragging a hand through his hair. A devastating look in his eyes as he follows with a murmur.

'I've got a feeling we both have a completely different view on how things went down all those years ago...'

'At least you've got that right!'

I bite out, stalking past him and heading back inside. Rebekah and Tyler both got worried looks on their faces as I grumble.

'Can we go to the club now? That was plenty karaoke for one damn night.'

Matt already hot on my trail, trying to catch up with me as the both of them nod too afraid to ask what's going on exactly. Just as he reaches me I turn back around glaring at him before I stalk towards the door. He doesn't know what I'm talking about, my ass! I cuss waving over a taxi. I jerk on Rebekah's arm, making her sit next to me so Matt can't as I tell the driver the place we're supposed to go.

The entire car ride all of us are silent, both Matt and I gazing outside in opposite directions, lost in thoughts as the others don't even dare to open their mouths. The air in the car oozes with hostility as I continue grumbling to myself until we get to the club. As soon as the car stops I fly out of my seat, muttering to Rebekah that I'm going to search for Alex before leaving the three of them behind. Not even bothering to look in Matt's direction. Idiot!

I tell the bouncer I'm here to see my brother, he quickly scans the list in his hands giving me a nod as he opens the robe letting me through and telling me where I can find him. The music of the club thunders in my ears as I stalk toward the back, making my way through a mass of people who are dancing to the beat the DJ lays out for them. As I get through the back I finally manage to find Alex. He's standing at the side watching the crowd when he sees me from the corner of his eye and smiles in my direction, but that it quickly drops once he sees my face up close and he asks.

'What's going on?'

I grind my teeth, pulling him to the side and asking him if there's a place where I can smoke. He nods at me, still looking worried as he leads me to a backdoor. The noise from the club dies down as soon as the door closes behind us and he turns to me, ushering me to speak up as he gives me a smoke. Thank fuck you haven't given up on smoking yet... I sigh, trying to gather my thoughts as I inhale deeply.

'He blames me... Me! For fucks sake! Is he out of his fucking mind?!'

I grumble out loud, making Alex raise his brow confused as to what I'm talking about and he says.

'Who is?'

I look at him sideways, taking another draft as I state the obvious.

'Matt. I don't know what kind of fucked-up theory he has about what happened before he left. But he thinks I'm the one who pulled the plug on whatever the fuck was going on between us back then!'

Alex blinks, just as confused as me by this revelation and I wave my hand around blowing out some smoke as I snap.

'Exactly! How the hell am I the one to blame when he up and left, not even bothered enough to give me an explanation?!'

'You sure that's what he meant?'

Alex asks, not believing the words that are leaving my mouth. I tap the ashes off my cigarette almost glaring at him for doubting me as I grunt.

'Oh, I'm fucking sure alright!'

'How did this even come to pass?'

He asks and I quickly fill him in about everything that happened at the karaoke bar and right after. Once I'm done he heaves a sigh, rubbing his temples as he says.

'You're positive there's nothing that you're missing from what happened back then?'

'What's there to miss?! He's the one that left, Alex! Not me!'

I spit, throwing the bud of my cigarette aside. He puts his hand on my shoulder, smiling gently as he says.

'I know he did. But my gut is telling me there's something else going on here...'

I shrug my shoulders, not even sure what the truth is anymore as I mutter.

'Right now, I don't even care... As long as he keeps his head in the sand there's nothing for us to talk about! I just wanna forget about this whole ordeal and have some goddamn fun.'

Alex nods, though I can tell his heart isn't in it. But thankfully he decides to drop it at the moment as he says.

'The two of you will figure it out eventually. For now, just go and have some fun on the dancefloor or something. My guy is already spinning, but I'll come by later when he's done.'

I give him a hug thanking him before heading back inside. I decide to get something to drink first. Non-alcohol since I can't have another mess on my hands tonight, and walk towards the bar when I see Matt chatting with the waitress. Great! I grumble as I get closer trying to listen in on them. But since they're talking in Spanish I quickly give up and wait for her to come over and take my order, standing a few feet away from him. Sure, take your damn time talking with him... I bite out under my breath before she comes heading over to me, Matt suddenly notices I'm here as well and he stammers.

'L-Lex, I~'

But I shut him up by shoving my hand in his face, not in the mood. First ordering a coke before glaring over at him as I snarl.

'Forget about it, I don't fucking care! Enjoy your time with miss bartender, I'm going to dance.'

I must've sounded like a jealous girlfriend since the bartender's eyes flash worriedly between me and Matt a few times as I grab my drink before walking off again. Fucking idiot, chatting it up with the waitress just after we got into a massive argument. Great way to piss me off even more! I grumble to myself as Rebekah comes flying toward me and asks.

'What on earth happened out there? Matt wouldn't even talk to me when you dashed out of the car. T-The karaoke bar, what was that all about?! The way the two of you~'

I shake my head, stopping her in her tracks as well. Downing my drink in one go before I tell her.

'Bhek's, I love ya but I'm not in the mood right now... If you want to have the detailed version go find Alex, I told him earlier. Right now, I just want to dance and forget about everything that happened back there.'

I hand her my glass, leaving her standing on the side as I head down to the dancefloor. I'm done with this shit for the night. Luckily Alex put his money where his mouth is and the DJ that works for him is playing an awesome remix that makes you wanna get loose, even if your head isn't in the right place. I shake my hair and loosen my hips as I let myself get swallowed up by the music. I can feel Matt's eyes burning on my skin as I move around to the rhythm of the beat, forcing myself to look everywhere but in his direction. Don't bother me... I drag my hands through my hair and over my body, not even caring who else looks at me as I start to move more slowly following the beat the DJ lays out for all of us. I just wanna let go...

I dance alone for another few minutes when a guy strolls up to me and asks if he can join me. He doesn't particularly interest me since he isn't my type, at all. He seems to be one of those locals who just wants to have another girl in his bed every night. Whatever. I sigh, agreeing nevertheless. Let's see how you like it when I fuck around with your feelings. I grumble to myself although it's more directed at Matt.

He lays his hands on my hips and starts following my rhythm as he dances behind me grinding my butt, a little too much for my liking. Although I don't stop him and continue dancing since he does know what he's doing and knows how to move ...even if it's a bit too much. Every time his hands start to wander a bit I put them back in place, not interested in more than a dance. And pissing off Matt in the process, obviously. I think to myself as we switch positions so he's now dancing in front of me, a sly smile on his face as he watches me. I roll my eyes, looking past him toward the bar to see Matt is almost biting his tongue off in frustration. Serves you right... I smile cockily at him as I turn back around pushing my ass against the man's groin and laying an arm in his neck, trying to drive Matt's frustration even further. What now, huh? I grin as I notice he's still talking to the bartender behind him, his jaw clenched as he keeps his focus only on me. Sucks when you're the one standing in my fucking shoes, doesn't it?! I squint before turning around again. Looking away from him, in the meantime avoiding the hand of the guy I'm dancing with as he's trying to grab my ass instead of my hips. Jackass. I think, actually referring to both of them. I bend backward, my curls swaying to the music as I suddenly feel his hand drag over my dress towards my bra... Not good! I panic, but before I can even manage to make a move to stop him I get yanked away violently. I blink looking up and see Matt's arm protectively wrapped around my shoulders, his muscles stiff, raging with anger as he bites out to the guy in front of us.

'Beat it, she's with me.'

'Since when?'

I spit, trying to shake his arm away from me. Again, the bloody nerve. I grumble to myself, but he only tightens his grip more looking down at me. Warning me with his eyes as the guy in front of us says with a smug look on his face.

'What's the problem amigo? By the looks of it, you're the one bothering her ...not me.'

'I am not your amigo. And right now, you're my problem. So fuck off!'

Matt says as he turns his attention back to the unknown guy. This guy, un-fucking-believable! I give him a shove, not amused by his jealousy at all right now as I yell.

'I can take care of myself, thank you very much. So go back and flirt some more with that bartender, we're just dancing.'

'Lex...'

He mutters glancing my way, his voice now dangerously low but I don't care and pull myself away from him as I snap.

'No Matt! You don't fucking own me, I can dance with whoever the fuck I want. So go fuck yourse~'

'Lex, shut your damn mouth for once in your goddamn life!'

He swears, interrupting my ranting and pulling me back to him pointing at the guy in front of us as he says.

'Your pal over here? His name is Carlos, and the only thing he's trying to do is~'

'Hijo de puta madre!'

A female voice suddenly thunders from behind us interfering with Matt as I violently get shoved into his chest. The same woman who shouted through the entire venue now stalking up to the guy who apparently is named Carlos, slapping him across the face while Matt sighs as he mutters under his breath.

'...get her attention.'

I look up at him quizically, not understanding what's going on as she continues to scream.

'Que chingados?! ¡Me dijiste que habías terminado con esta mierda! ¿En serio? ¿Una puta rubia como esta?'

The woman rages seething. Although I have no clue what she's saying, it doesn't take a genius to know he just pissed off the wrong woman. Her angry spewing makes the guy in front of her cower slightly, but before he can even open his mouth and stammer something in return Matt's voice thunders through the club.

'¡Déjala fuera de esto! ¡Maldita perra!'

'Shut~ the~ hell~ up! All of you!'

I scream at the top of my lungs, making all of them turn to me as I continue spitting with frustration.

'I don't understand a damn word of what all of you are saying, in case you didn't notice! So, anyone, please enlighten me what the fuck is going on here!'

The woman quirks a brow, not interested in me at all as she continues to curse in Spanish to Carlos while Matt turns to me, sighing as he starts to explain what's going on.

'I wasn't flirting with the bartender ...I was talking to her about you. She told me who he was when the two of you started dancing. Because Carlos over here is head over heels for Raquel.'

He says pointing between the two of them who've suddenly stopped arguing to listen to what Matt's saying.

'He doesn't know how to win her over because she evidently doesn't seem to notice how crazy he is about her. Though in her defense. Carlos can't seem to get his act together as he continuously keeps pushing her buttons, trying to get her attention the wrong way.'

'Sounds familiar...'

I grumble through clenched teeth as Matt continues.

'Raquel is basically calling him every name in the book for dancing with you as Carlos's only mission, apparently, is to piss her off even more saying it's nothing.'

'...And?'

I ask looking up at Matt, knowing he's leaving something out. He averts his gaze, reluctant to tell as I mutter.

'Don't fuck with me, you didn't lash out for nothing!
What~ did~ she~ say?'

I ask him slowly, not in the mood for any more bullshit tonight. He scratches behind his ear almost looking scared himself as he keeps his other arm tightly wrapped around my arm and murmurs.

'She said you were a blonde ...slut.'

'A what?!'

I yell trying to get loose, hoping to get her between my grasp but it's to no avail. Still, I keep my attention on the woman who just called me a whore and tell her seething with anger.

'Listen up, skank! You don't even know me, so you have no fucking right to judge me! I've got enough crap to deal with, so don't drag me into your relationship issues. Get your fucking act together! Either you want him, or you don't! But don't keep screwing with his head like that, I've been there and it sucks like hell! And just for the record ...I'm not even interested! I'd never date someone like him. Now get the fuck out of my way!'

I shove my way past them both while dragging Matt behind me, holding his shirt between my grasp as I grumble.

'You. Come with me, mister!'

I can hear him curse softly under his breath as he follows me to a more secluded area and I turn to look at him, muttering to no one in particular.

'Sometimes there's a little voice in my head telling me I should call MTV... I swear to God, a reality show like this would make more money than every fucking Jersey Shore episode combined! Everywhere I go bloody drama follows...'

'...I sure know the feeling.'

Matt huffs as I finally let go of his tank top. I rub my temples, trying to calm myself down as I whisper.

'So the bartender filled you in, huh?'

'I wasn't flirting with her, beautiful. Although I knew that was what you were thinking...'

He grins a little, knowing that he made me jealous without even trying. Or was he?

'That wasn't even remotely funny.'

I bite out, squinting my eyes at him. You're still a jackass... His grin disappears as swiftly as it came while he takes a hold of me and growls.

'You know what wasn't funny? The way you let that guy's hands wander all over you... Made me want to rip his throat out.'

Now it's my turn to look smug as I glance up at him and ask innocently.

'Who's the green-eyed monster now? We were only dancing, I didn't break any rules...'

He shoves me up the wall in a dark corner, his hands raking over my body as he murmurs in a deep voice next to my ear.

'That wasn't dancing. That was you trying to make me lose my damn mind ...and you succeeded.'

The hunger in his eyes instantly makes my heart beat rapidly, his hands clasping my thighs as he pushes himself against me and threatens.

'Don't ever do that again, beautiful. Because next time I won't be as forgiving...'

The dominant tone in his voice makes me shudder in pleasure as his fingers progressively grasp over my skin. I wrap my legs around his waist a soft smile on my lips as I whisper.

'Promise... As long as you don't try to make me jealous anymore either.'

'Promise.'

He grins now that for the first time in what seems like forever I'm actually the one to insinuate a vow, even if I still hate them to begin with.

'I must admit, it's fucking hot when you get all possessive...'

I grin, loving the look in his eyes as he still holds me. God, you're sexy... I breathe as I let my fingers trail over his beard wanting nothing more than to kiss him. He gives me a sly smile, the sparkle in his eyes remaining as he says.

'Is that right?'

I nod, biting my lip as I let my eyes wander around the venue for a second. No one is even noticing us as they're all too caught up with themselves, having the time of their life and I turn my attention back to Matt as I ask.

'Wanna get out of here?'

His eyes brows together a bit, as he gently puts me back down on the floor and asks.

'You sure?'

Both of us not knowing where it'll lead if we were to walk out of these doors right now. Lust and desire already threatening to take me over, every fiber in my body yearning for him.

'Yeah, I think we've had enough crap to deal with for one day...'

I smile before letting go of his neck. I'm so done playing these games... I sigh, holding his hand as I murmur.

'I've gotta tell Rebekah we're going... Can you fill in Alex? He was supposed to meet me later.'

'Okay, beautiful... I'll meet you at the bar in ten?'

He says gripping my hand to make sure I'm on board with this. I can't fight this anymore, it's too tiring... I breathe, nodding at him before we part ways. Not even a minute later I find Rebekah nearby, she has seen most of what happened on the dancefloor so it doesn't take much time to catch her up before I tell her.

'We're heading out, I'm done with drama for the day.'

'So you guys are alright again?'

She asks, making sure everything has passed. I move my head around hesitantly as I murmur.

'We've still got a few things to work out... But that'll probably take some time, for now, we're good.'

She smiles understandingly as I look around the venue searching for Matt, Rebekah following my line of sight as she asks.

'Is he supposed to take this long? Alex should be done working now, the DJ just got off stage.'

I shrug my shoulders, having a bad feeling about this as I say.

'I don't know. I better go and make sure he's alright, I told Alex what was going on... I'm afraid he's trying to be the big hero or something...'

Rebekah follows my lead as we both head backstage searching for both of them. Alex, please don't do something stupid right now... I groan to myself searching through the hallway as I suddenly hear Matt shouting.

'What the~'

I curse. Rebekah, having heard his voice as well, we both start running in their direction and she asks worriedly.

'What's going on?!'

'I have no clue!'

I yell dashing around the corner when I see Matt and Alex standing together, another guy with them as Matt bulders in raging anger.

'This will be your only warning Trip! Stay the hell away from me!'

Trip?! As in Adam "Trip" Baxter?! I question, halting in my step as all the blood drains from my body as soon as I lay eyes on the guy's face in front of Matt. Oh, fuck no! I swear to myself, already balling my fists running over to where Matt's standing knowing this has every chance to end poorly if I don't hurry. He doesn't even notice me coming as Alex stands in the middle, trying to intervene between them, withholding them from lashing out at each other's throats as Matt seethes.

'I couldn't care less you work for Alex! I don't even want you near me  ...the same goes for them! If I even see you touch one of them, I'll bloody murder you!'

I swear to God, I can go nowhere with you... We're destined to get into trouble from the get-go! I grunt to myself, quickly grasping one of Matt's fists between my hands. Even if you're right about this one. I grumble, trying to get his attention as I call out to him.

'Matty, listen to me! You gotta calm down!'

He doesn't listen, trying to stare Adam to death while Alex screams out of frustration.

'Matt, what the actual fuck is going on?!'

I glare at Alex for even trying to ask that right now, never letting go of Matt's fist as he snaps his face over to him thundering furiously.

'What's going on?! This son of a bitch is the one that had the nerve to drive me over a cliff because he couldn't handle losing a fucking street race!'

Alex takes a step back stunned by the truth as Rebekah gets between them as well, trying to shut Adem up as he huffs.

'I won that race fair and square!'

'Like hell! Everyone that was there saw it happen!'

She screams and I turn my head to scowl at him as I bite out in a low voice.

'And if I were you, I'd keep my damn mouth shut ...right now!'

'You nearly ruined the whole community with that damn stunt, almost killing my best friend in the process!'

Rebekah snarls as Alex takes a hold of her arm, afraid she'll attack him next. I look over to Matt, who's still glaring at Trip. His chest rising and falling at a rapid paste as he breaths heavily, not able to cool off.

'Matty... Baby, look at me...'

I whisper, placing a hand on his chest and peering up at him. The usage of my words seems to rip him out of his maddened daze and he blinks a few times, peeking down at me. I'm here, it's alright... I gently place my other hand on his jaw, which is still twitching ever so slightly as every muscle in his body stands on edge.

'Listen to me very carefully... I know. Out of all the people in this room with you, I know better than anyone what you're feeling right now! You know that too. But remember what you told me the other night? You're here, with me. He isn't worth it.'

I whisper lovingly. Come back to me... Don't let your hate for him take control of who you are. I plead to him with my eyes. He grinds his teeth while clenching his arms around me, still not able to answer as I continue to stroke his face and I ask.

'Do you trust me?'

He gives me a stiff nod, the others around us silent and I take a deep breath as I notice he's calming down a little.

'I want you to go outside with Rebekah... I'll be right behind you, I promise. Alex will stay behind with me to make sure nothing happens, okay?'

I can see he wants to object but I don't give him the chance and whisper.

'I know, baby... But for once, put your faith in me and listen. It won't take long and nothing will happen to me, I promise you...'

I'm not sure whether it is because of the second promise I made to him within half an hour, or the fact that I've called him "baby" again, but he finally agrees with me as his muscles relax completely.

'Go on, I'll be right out.'

I usher him, smiling softly to let him know it's really alright. Rebekah hesitantly walks over to Matt offering to walk with her, telling me with her eyes that she'll take care of him once they get outside until I'm back. I thank her in return and Matt looks at me for another second, still gritting his teeth before unwillingly turning around. Thank God. I take a deep breath, waiting until they're gone before I turn back around, first addressing Alex.

'Alex... I'm really sorry for this.'

It isn't an apology, it's a warning. As all my suppressed anger starts to surface at once and I turn to Adam, slapping him hard across the face while I spit.

'You're the greatest scum to walk the earth. And you should be thanking God on your bare knees right now I managed to calm Matt down, otherwise he would've slaughtered you on the spot!'

He rubs his cheek, too stunned to even react as I continue.

'I've got a question for you, Alex told me his DJ was originally from New Orleans, correct? Ever heard of the name Whitfield?'

All the blood instantly drains from his face, as does Alex's for different reasons now that I've just thrown the one card at Adam I hoped to never use.

'You do...'

I grin, my inner demon amused with the look on his face.

'Now let me tell you a little secret... My mother's name was Emma Whitfield. You probably didn't know that, since we like to keep this fact on the down low. And if you did, you probably wouldn't have been so fucking stupid in the first place. Am I correct?'

I almost growl, making him nod vigorously as he takes a step back in fear.

'Yeah, that's right... If my mother is Emma Whitfield, that means my grandfather is Harry "the Hook" Whitfield. And if you were born in New Orleans, you probably know those aren't the kind of people you'd want to piss off...'

Alex pinches his nose. Not even bothering to interrupt me, knowing that it'll only make things worse as I smirk at Adam.

'You don't want any of us on your bad side. Now your problem? You're already there! So listen very carefully... After today, I never want to see your fucking face ever again! This also goes for the rest of my family, friends, and every damn street racer to walk the planet. If I ever get word of you being near them again ...I will end you. Am I clear?!'

I swear, my limbs trembling with anger. Alex is still near me to make sure nothing happens. Although he's probably more concerned for Adam's well-being, instead of having to worry to save my ass.

'C-Crystal!'

Adam stammers, taking another step backward. I cross my arms, done with this whole matter.

'Good, now fuck off and go enjoy what's left of your miserable life. You're fired.'

He looks over to Alex, making sure he heard me right as he waves him off with a disgusted look on his face. He quickly scrambles out of the hallway as if the devil is hot on his tail and I turn to Alex looking apologetically as I say.

'I'm sorry about your DJ, but trust me, you don't want him anywhere around!'

'Yeah, I figured that.'

He states looking me over as he asks.

'You alright? I've never seen you throw the family card at anyone...'

'Well, he fucking deserved it! Why did you think I waited for Matt to leave? Even if I loathe all of them, he deserves to piss his pants right now!'

Alex nods in agreeance, even if he's not happy about it as he asks.

'So that really was the guy who nearly killed Matt that night, huh?'

I nod, looking over to the door Matt and Rebekah disappeared through a few minutes ago as I murmur.

'Yeah, I need to make sure he's alright. He's probably worried out of his mind that I'm still not back.'

'Then go.'

Alex smiles giving me a quick hug before I jog outside. As soon as I open the door, I see a wave of relief wash over Matt once he lays his eyes on me. I smile running over to him as Rebekah looks glad to see me as well. She says she needs to find Tyler since he has no clue where all of us went and I tell her to find Alex as well, eyeing her that he'll fill her in on everything that happened. As soon as she's gone I swing my arms around Matt's neck, a smile on my face as he lifts me into his arms and I whisper.

'I told you I'd be fine... You'd be fine...'

He holds me tight, burying his head in my hair as he murmurs.

'Thanks, beautiful. I don't know what I would've done if you weren't there just now...'

I draw his head back a little, a smile still hinting at my lips as I caress his face and breathe.

'Will you kiss me already?'

'Thank fuck, I thought you'd never ask.'

He grins grasping me even tighter against him, his lips immediately on top of mine. Finally. I smile between his kisses, pulling myself up to him even more. Desperate to have him near me now that I've finally got him all to myself after such a turbulent day. He lifts me as if I'm as light as a feather, once more kissing me deeply before drawing back a little as he rasps.

'Let's get out of here, I've had enough of this hellhole... You're mine tonight.'

***

As soon as we enter our hotel room he picks me back up again. Kicking his leg to slam the door shut behind us, kissing me wildly as he leads me to the bed. I claw my hands around his neck and shoulders begging him for more as I let my shoes fall off, my heels digging into his butt eagerly returning every furious kiss. I don't think I can ever get enough of you! I pant as he lets his lips trail from my mouth to my neck, his teeth grazing the flesh as he whispers huskily.

'I still have to figure out what I've done, don't I?'

'Of course ...t-this is just, ahh! A m-moment of weakness.'

I tell him out of breath, a moan slipping from my lips as he sucks the flesh in the crook of my neck. A bloody delicious moment of weakness! I whimper as one of his hands travels over my body, now freed from any restrictions since our bet is over. He softly pinches my nipple through the fabric of my dress and bra before throwing me on the mattress. I look up at him, the hunger in his eyes leaving me breathless as his eyes travel all over my body. My dress slides up, almost revealing my panties as the fabric on my shoulder has shifted down my arm a bit as well, exposing my lace bra even more on one side. He licks his lips while kicking off his shoes as he groans his voice tainted with lust, his eyes never leaving mine.

'In that case, I better not waste it then.'

He crawls onto the bed his hands drifting over my body, making me shiver under his touch. Please don't! I moan as he starts down at my legs. Agonizingly slow he drags them up to my hips and over my waist until he's completely on top of me, his gaze burning at me the entire time.

'You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.'

He breathes, the green in his eyes darkened, almost black, overtaken with pure and raw lust making me blush. No, Matty. You are... I exhale crashing my lips on top of his, drawing him near as I tug on his hair. I've never wanted you more in my entire life! I tell him with my kiss, throwing what's left of my sanity right out of the window, earning a satisfied moan to roll from his lips.

'You called me baby, twice.'

He hums grasping my hip, digging his thighs against me as he lets the fingers of his other hand wander over my exposed bra. I take a sharp breath as he gently massages the hard bud between his fingers, the little piece of lace in between creating even more friction making me groan with pleasure.

'...I did.'

He smirks biting my lip before delving his tongue back into my mouth, ravenous for more as he continues to assault my breasts with his fingers. Fucking hell! I moan clawing at his top, trying to get it out of the way. This needs to go, now! He helps me out, quickly yanking it off him before persistently going back at it. Dragging his lips over my jaw, down to my neck. Greedily kissing the flesh underneath him, his bread tickling my skin as he travels further down until he reaches my breasts. With his hands he pulls down my clothes even more so he has a full view of my breasts, admiring the view for a second as he whispers in a hoarse tone.

'So damn sexy! You have no idea how I've longed for this...'

Without wasting another moment he puts his mouth over my nipple, his tongue and teeth teasing me through the fabric as he massages my other breast with his fingers.

'G-God, Matty!'

I cry out in pleasure, digging my hands into his hair. His teeth pluck on my breast as he smiles with delight, making another moan leave my lips. He continues to slowly trail further down with his lips, dragging the dress down my body along the way. Kissing my belly and hip making me tremble underneath him, breathlessly, as he gets rid of the dress entirely. His fingers play with the rim of my panties as he draws himself back up and growls.

'This is your last chance to back out. Otherwise, you're mine tonight...'

The beast inside him dangerously close to taking over as he still tries to assure me there's a way out right now if I want to. I hoist myself up, turning the both of us over so I'm now straddling him underneath me. Like hell, you're going to leave it at this... I think, dragging my hands over his bare chest as I close in on his face and whisper huskily.

'I'm not going anywhere. I want you, Matty...'

My fingers lovingly trace his flesh as I take in all of his raw beauty. Love isn't beautiful, or pure. Real love, true love, it isn't easy ...it hurts. Agonizingly painful, sometimes even straight-out cruel. A sweet torture continuing in an endless loop from which there's no escape. It's the tiniest of moments that make the suffering bearable, which makes it all worth it. A little piece of heaven in a whole lot of hell... This is one of those moments, and I'll treasure it until the day I die. I promise to myself as he grabs my face, kissing me again while flipping us back over so he's once again on top of me. His fingers swiftly open the clasp of my bra on my back, before throwing the tiny piece of fabric to the side. Wanting every piece of me for himself now that I've given into him. His gruff fingers instantly caress the pink flesh of my breasts as he pants heavily while his mouth works its way to his fingers.

'Fucking perfect.'

He sighs, this breath tickling my skin making my nipples even harder with need before he kisses them one by one. Oh my God! I moan loudly. Finally able to enjoy the feeling of his mouth toying with my breasts without any constraints, my fingers clawing at his shoulders as I hollow my back craving even more of him. Feverish I writhe my soaked panties against his leg, as I fidget unbuckling his belt and pants shoving them down violently. More, I need more! I groan, his boner already pressing through his boxers as he slams his hips against my sex, a deep rumble leaving his chest as his teeth pluck on my nipple.

'Ah! Mmm...'

I moan in protest as his lips leave my breast, once again trailing down my stomach until he reaches between my legs. Spreading them a little further as he kisses the inside of my thigh, Jesus fuck! I swear, his eyes burning a hole in mine, watching my every reaction. I bite my lip panting heavily as he lets his finger flick over my lips, feeling my arousal through the lace fabric making him growl with satisfaction.

'Matty! I, ahh...'

I moan buckling my hips as he draws circles with his fingers over my sex. He looks up at me wondering what I was about to say, not stopping his movements as I rasp my head falling back as he continues to drive me crazy.

'I h-haven't...'

He stops the motions, drawing his brows together as he looks at me and asks in a low voice.

'Haven't what?'

I tug my lip between my teeth, looking down to where his hand is resting. My cheeks filled with shame as he blinks in disbelief and murmurs.

'What about Ian?'

I tilt my head, frustrated that he even mentions his name right now as I bite out.

'We never really got to that part...'

He grasps my thigh his eyes twinkling with what seems to be a mixture of relief and happiness as he asks quietly.

'...Are you telling me you're still a virgin?'

I nod, still biting my lip as I avert my eyes unable to hold his gaze. This is so embarrassing! I mutter to myself as he crawls back over my body getting a hold of my jaw, making me turn my head so I look him in the eye as he asks brusquely.

'How far have you gone, exactly?'