Chapter Ten

"What do you want, Mels?" Matt was looking up at me, grinning. He'd already driven me halfway to insanity, and he knew I could barely talk. Jerk.

"Y.. You..." I managed at least that. Unfortunately for me, that's not all he wanted to hear.

"Me?" He laughed. Apparently 'you' wasn't enough information, though it seemed perfectly clear to me. "But how do you want me? On top? Or on bottom?" Dammit. What an ass. He already knew the answer, but he wanted me to say it out loud. Well, fuck it. I was past the point of no return, may as well get what I want. Not like he was going to tell anyone. Not like we hadn't already done this before...

"Top... I want you on top.." He smirked at me.

"Does that mean you're admitting that you want to be my uke?" Seriously? I was past wanting. It was a need now.

"Dammit! Just fuck me!" Halfway to insanity or not, I'm still myself. Matt smiled.

"As you wish." He didn't prepare me. Didn't give me time to adjust. He just plunged in, and took. It hurt. A lot.

"Aaah!" I cried out. The pain felt.. Good. I have to admit it. I really am a masochist. I moved my hips to meet with his, needing him, needing more. The swivel chair moved back and forth, making our movement much more difficult. Matt decided on his own that the chair wouldn't work, and so lifted me up, still inside of me, and carried me into the kitchen, setting me on the low counter. I was still higher up than him, even with the counter as low as it was, which created a new angle for him. When he moved, I screamed. My back arched, and I couldn't breathe. The pleasure was so intense. He slowed, a huge smile plastered on his face.

"That good, huh?" He pulled me close to him, my eyes shining with need, my body nearly humming with it. My mind was blank except for it. He kissed me as he pushed in again, swallowing my moan, my cry of delight. I didn't know this level of pleasure was possible. I broke away from the kiss, my arms wrapped around his chest so I could lay my head on his shoulder, kissing and biting up his collar bone and neck. He was still going so slow, but at this angle, it felt unimaginable.

"Ha... har..der.." I managed to breathe out. He slammed into me, almost bruising force, granting my request. I cried out for him. My need was growing, that pulsing heat inside of me only getting hotter. I could tell he was close, because he started moving franticly, haphazardly. I was close too. I bit onto his neck, muffling the noise coming out of my mouth. I bit harder, the pleasure building to almost unbearable, until I tasted blood. I backed off immediately, not having meant to bite him that hard. But when I leaned back and saw his face, eyes completely black, misty and lust-filled, I lost it. One last thrust of his sent me screaming over the edge, his name spilling from my lips. He came with me, in me, screaming right along with me.

My body felt like it had just been hit by a semi. But in a good way. Sort of. I can't really explain it any better than that. Like it was the biggest thing that had happened to me so far in life, it hurt, but it felt unbelievably good. I couldn't move for the life of me, and ended up just falling back on the counter. Matt fell on top of me. We lay, for only God knows how long, trying to catch our breath.

"Holy shit." Wonderful, the first thing I say after mind blowing sex is a curse. At least it was a suiting curse.

"You can say that again." Matt was laying, half on top of me and half to the side, speaking into my neck.

"Holy shit." I grinned. Couldn't help being a smart ass, no matter what the situation. He laughed, and I could feel his mouth curve into a smile on my neck. He pushed himself up, just so he was putting the weight on his arms, and looked down at me. His smile was... Dazzling. Damn. Makes me sound like even more of a chick. Oh well.

"I'm glad you were thinking about me."

"I noticed." -Like I said. Smart ass, no matter the situation.- He smiled even wider, and leaned down to kiss me. I can't even begin to explain the emotions rolling through me at that point. They were overwhelming, but I couldn't really figure it out. I didn't realize it until it was almost too late, but I had fallen in love with my best friend. -Hey, even geniuses haven't been able to figure out love. When it comes to that, we're the same as you normal intelligence homo sapiens.- But I'm getting ahead of myself in our story.

He pulled back from the kiss, staring at me. Then laughed. "I think you need a shower Mels." I knew he didn't mean any offense, so I toyed around.

"What are trying to say?" I smiled at him.

"That you're still somewhat sticky from the chocolate syrup, and even sticker due to something else." He smiled back, kissing me lightly. I sighed.

"But I'm too tired to take one... Besides, you're still on top of me." He laughed, pushing himself all the way off of me and pulling me up.

"No complaining. You're not going to bed all sticky the way you are now." Dragging me behind him the whole way, giving me a great view of his ass, he brought me into the bathroom. I sat dow on the edge of the tub immediately, smiling up at him, just to see what he'd do. "Fine, no shower." I smiled, but it was a little early, because he turned the water on hot, and shoved me into the bath tub. "You're taking a bath instead."