Sorry for taking so long to post this. I have a bit of a writers block (not when I wrote this obvisously, but I wrote it a while back)

I started another Standoff story before the block too, I will post it asap. It is a post "No Strings" fic.

I really hope you like this one, it took me ages to write ;)

Please review, means the world to me - maybe your reviews can jolt me out of this writers block.

NOTE: Rating change, this chapter is probably "M"

More than friends? – chapter 11

They were sprawled out on Matt's couch. There wasn't nearly enough space for both of them, but they didn't even notice, just clung to eachother to prevent themselves from falling to the floor.

Matt poured kisses over Emily's flushed, tear stricken cheeks. The salty taste and the warm sensation on his lips were bittersweet. He hated that she had been so unhappy, but he was grateful that she had come to him, grateful that she was now here with him on his couch in his arms.

He couldn't get enough of this woman next to him. Emily. Matt's hands were roaming her body, wanting to explore every hidden part of it. At first his hands were in her hair, her wavy auburn locks running through his fingers as he pulled her head closer, pressing his mouth against hers.

This mouth was his new favourite thing. Her lips were neither too lush nor too narrow, they were just perfect. He didn't quite know how to describe the colour, maybe because he wasn't really looking at them at that moment. He was much too busy tasting them, running his tongue along them, memorizing how they felt.

Emily kissed him back with the same force she felt from Matt. This kiss was different from any other they had shared. It was quite impetuous. The tension from the last weeks wanting to be freed. Their yearning for one another and all of their pent up feelings were expressed in this kiss so passionate it left them both breathless.

Emily's arms were around Matt's waist. She was clinging to him, wanting to feel him against her own body. Suddenly she felt Matt's hands slide down her back, gently massaging her and drawing circles on her shoulder blades, then going further down to her lower back. When he lifted her shirt slightly and touched her bare skin she felt shivers run through her body and a weak moan escaped her lips.

She had to feel him too and tried to rip his shirt off to get access to his firm upper body. When the fabric wouldn't give in, tightly tugged in his jeans she pulled her mouth from his to look into his eyes.

At first Matt was surprised she had pulled away, feeling like something was suddenly missing he tried to pull her back, not wanting this kiss to end any time soon. When she put her hand over his mouth and looked into his eyes pleading, he noticed her impatient attempts to take off his shirt.

…"Do you need some help, Princess?", he asked teasing her, enjoying his newly gained power over her. He couldn't stop himself from chuckling at the desperate look on her face. It was so cute. He knew that she had a hard time asking for help, and even though he wanted nothing more than to feel her naked skin against him, he was taking this moment to annoy her a little.

The fist in his chest surprised him though, and his smirk changed into stunned disbelief.

…"That's what you get for teasing me" Emily exclaimed, grinning herself now.

Having had enough of this banter, though enjoyable, Matt lifted himself a few inches from the couch and pulled off his shirt in record time, throwing it to the other side of the room. The previous problem out of the way he quickly found Emily's lips again and commenced another mind blowing kiss.

Now free from his own shirt, he wasn't quite satisfied with the small patch of bare skin he had gained from pulling up Emily's shirt. Realising this might be just as difficult as getting his own off while entangled on the couch, he put his arms around Emily and pulled them both up to a sitting position. Their lips never losing contact, he managed to unbutton and slide off her shirt before continuing with the bra clasp behind her back. The silky lace bra was slit off her shoulders revealing her flawless round breasts.

Only the need for air made Matt pull back from the kiss, but this gave him the chance to admire Emily for a moment. He couldn't take his eyes off of her, they wandered from the tanned skin of her flat stomach, up to the curves of her breasts and the perked nipples, that told him just what he wanted to hear.

…"Emily, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. Beautiful doesn't even come close. You're beyond beautiful, beyond perfect" As he said this he looked into the eyes of the woman he was describing. He noticed how her cheeks turned red as she blushed at the compliments.

He leaned forward and ever so gently brushed his lips against hers, trying to convince her of what he had just said.

Emily was speechless, no man had ever complimented her like that before. And if they had tried to, she would have brushed it off as an attempt to get her to sleep with them. At this moment she didn't feel awkward, she didn't feel like the words were said to accomplish anything. She trusted Matt and knew the words had been a simple statement of his feelings. She knew that from the kiss that followed, a kiss so sweet she thought she was going to faint.

Lost in her thoughts of compliments and breathtaking kisses, she felt Matt take her in his arms and stand up. He was looking down at her with a question in his eyes and she immediately nodded and then rested her head against his chest.

How come she had all of a sudden let totally go of her pride? Let go of her former beliefs that she could do anything herself, never needing anyone else? She let Matt carry her, when she could perfectly well walk on her own. Well, truth be told she didn't actually trust her legs to uphold her weight at that moment. Maybe it was ok to accept a helping hand once in a while?, especially from someone like Matt, who quite enjoyed playing the strong saviour. Also, it did give her a perfect view of his muscular chest and arms as he held on to her. She decided then, that for once she would let herself need someone. She didn't have a choice, she needed Matt.

When they reached Matt's bedroom he gently lay her down on the bed. He stood there for a second just watching her. Once more he was mesmerized by this woman. How had he ended up so lucky? What did he do to deserve to have someone like Emily lying in front of him on his bed?

She was looking back at him and he noticed a brief shyness in her expression. He had an idea of what she was thinking. Even though this wouldn't be their first time together, their situation was so different from back then. They had been through the whole range of emotions, from lust to regret, confusion to anger and hurt before finally finding eachother again. It had been some rollercoaster ride, but as Matt thought back on the previous weeks he knew that it was a path they had needed to take to get to the place they were now. It hadn't been pretty, but he didn't have any regrets. He would have liked a little less hurt, but he knew the turmoil had been worth it. Being there with Emily told him exactly how much it had been worth it.

Matt sat down on the bed beside her. Her arms lay loosely against her sides. Her chest was rising heavily up and down showing her rapid breathing and Matt noticed her hands trembling in anticipation. He wasn't going to rush though, he wanted to cherish every inch of her, memorizing her body in his mind. When she reached up for him, he gently but firmly pushed her arms back down.

…"Be patient, please", he said, his voice husky with emotion. "I know you don't like to lose control of a situation, any situation..." he continued with a smirky grin. "…but please let me do this"

He ended his words leaning down to her kissing her softly. Emily's eyes told him just how much she wanted to take action herself, but then she sighed and gave him a reassuring smile.

Matt started placing kisses along her jaw line and her neck before teasingly taking her earlobe between his teeth gently sucking it. He was nestled between her ear, her shoulder and her hair. It smelled so good, her hair. A fresh smell of lavender shampoo mixed with the smell of Emily herself.

He felt Emily twisting slightly beneath him and decided to hurry just a little. He couldn't really wait much longer himself either. Turning his attention to Emily's collarbone, he shifted his body downwards. He kissed every inch of skin around her right collarbone and then ran his tongue along it.

Emily was going out of her mind. Oh, how good this felt. On one hand, she never wanted it to end, on the other she couldn't wait for Matt to hurry up, having high expectations for what would come next. As she felt Matt's tongue move from her collarbone towards her right breast, she couldn't help let out a moan of pleasure.

She thought her heart would jump out of her chest, it was beating that fast and her mouth and lips were dry as the dessert. Her eyes were closed and her head was tilted back giving Matt complete access. He was alternating between kissing and licking circles, going from the top of her perked breasts, down her cleavage and underneath, round her breast once more. For every turn he came closer and closer to her nipple. It was hard and aching for him to touch it, but just as he was almost next to it, he stopped and started over with her left breast.

Emily let out a cry in anguish, once again trying to raise her hands, wanting to guide his mouth where she needed it so bad. But once again her hands were stopped by Matt and this time he held her wrists down above her head, to keep her from further disruptions.

This man was driving her crazy. She thought about what she would do to get back at him, but her mind was unable to focus on anything but Matt's actions.

Emily arched her back trying to do whatever she could to urge Matt on. Matt was still sitting next to her with just his upper body leaning towards her. She wanted much more contact, but it seemed Matt had managed to turn her body into jelly, leaving her utterly unable to do anything about the situation. She didn't actually want anything to be much different, she just wanted Matt to hurry up!

…"Matt…Matt" Emily whined almost inaudible. "Matt, please, get on with…."

She never got to finish her sentence as Matt cut her off by taking her left nipple in his mouth. He was suddenly much more aggressive in his movements, biting softly, sucking and licking, making the nipple respond immediately. He turned back to the other nipple, giving it as much attention.

Matt had heard Emily pleading and decided to put her out of her misery. The whole "taking it slow" plan wasn't really working for him either. He wanted to feel her body against his, he wanted to touch her with his hands as well as his tongue.

To be able to do that though he would have to let go of Emily's wrists. The moment he let go he felt her hands at the back of his neck, her fingers entangled in his hair.

He felt himself being pulled towards her and then their lips touched in a kiss full of wanting. Their tongues stroked eachother franticly, the kiss deepened into a kiss so powerful it took his breath away. This woman certainly knew how to kiss! He had never experienced anything like it.

The lack of air almost made him faint. He pulled back slightly and took a deep breath looking into the eyes of the woman beneath him. Emily looked back at him, panting for air. She had never looked more beautiful.

Suddenly he felt Emily push him to the side onto his back as she sat kneeling with a leg on each side of him. It had taken him totally by surprise, but he played along, wanting to know what Emily had in mind. Had he known, he might not have surrendered so easily.

Emily leaned forward kissing a trail from the top of Matt's chest down towards the lining of his jeans. She gently licked a circle round his bellybutton as she went over it. Her hands were not far behind, stroking the well-formed muscles of Matt's stomach. She slid her hands behind him, grabbing his buttock in each hand as she placed kisses on the opposite side, where a distinct bulge had appeared.

…" Jeez, Emily, You're killing me" Matt groaned.

…"You get as good as you give, Flannery", Emily answered back with a cheeky grin. She wasn't even getting started yet.

She began opening the zipper of Matt's jeans, and couldn't help laugh out loud when a pair of Winnie The Pooh boxers came into sight. She tried to hold back some of the laughter, when she noticed the horrified look in Matt's eyes. She bet he wouldn't have chosen those boxers if he had known he'd be getting company.

…"Winnie The Pooh, Matt?" She said, asking ask much as making a statement.

…"Ehhh, well…They're REALLY comfortable, Em" Matt answered slightly embarrassed.

…"I think they're cute" Emily said ending all talking by bending down kissing him through the silky fabric of the Winnie The Pooh boxers.

She tugged at his jeans to pull them down and Matt lifted his hips to help her. Not long after, his boxers followed the jeans, landing somewhere on the floor. Emily paused for a moment, admiring Matt's extremely well built body.

She took his hands and pulled him up to a sitting position, while she herself was standing beside the bed.

…"Want to give me a hand?" She asked him, referring to her own jeans.

Matt noticed the deep tone of her voice, it sounded sexy as hell. There was nothing he'd like more than to get her out of those jeans, sooner rather than later. He unzipped them, and took hold of the fabric at the outsides of her thighs, pulling the jeans down in one swift movement. The effective way of undressing her made Emily giggle and Matt wondered how it was possible that every sound this woman made, sounded like music in his ears.

Freeing her of every last bit of clothing, Matt grabbed Emily pulling them both down on the bed. The feel of her naked body against him was exhilarating. They tumbled around in bed, clinging to eachother, hot and sweaty, both wanting the other still closer. Their legs were entangled, Matt felt Emily's feet rubbing up and down his calves. His hands wandered from her hair, down her back stroking gently then circled to her front, taking a breast in each hand, squeezing gently and stroking her nipples with his thumbs.

Emily was so aroused by Matt's hands on her body and her breasts she thought she would scream. Using the last bit of self control she had left, she put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him down on his back. She hadn't been finished pleasuring, or had it been torturing?, him earlier and her expression, with lightly raised eyebrows let Matt know exactly that. This time though, she let him continue touching her. There was no way she would force those amazing powerful hands off of her body.

She was lying on top of him, their bodies touching from head to toe. They fit perfectly together. Emily was kissing Matt's neck, then biting gently and licking circles just under his jaw, making him shiver. Meanwhile her hips were grinding on top of his making them both crazy with desire.

Emily could feel him underneath her, could feel how much he wanted her and she wanted him just as much. Only a little while longer, she thought, as she slid downwards. Her kissing and nibbling continuing, but now along his right thigh, slowly going upwards, then she did the same with the left.

She continued this way for a while, sometimes going back down Matt's thighs other times continuing up, past without actually touching the intended destination, which was now hard and ready. She was playing with him, teasing him the best she knew.

Matt was squirming underneath her, his breathing was almost out of control and Emily noticed his hands clasping the sheets in desperation. Then she couldn't stand it any more her self.

She slid back up and positioned herself on top of him again, supporting herself on her elbows. She kissed him once more, this time a hungry kiss, a kiss starving for a desire to be fulfilled.

…"Your turn, Matt" She said in a low growl, pulling back slightly to look him in the eyes. The look he gave her, made her heart skip a beat. It was of course a look of total and utter desire, but she could also see respect and admiration mirrored in those gorgeous eyes.

Matt didn't think he could last much longer, he wanted her so much, wanted to be with her in the ultimate way two lovers could be together, and he never wanted to apart from her again, never wanted to let her go.

He quickly turned Emily on her back. He was almost leaning completely on her, had only one knee and one elbow resting on the bed to keep from squashing her. At first he circled his hips against her while cupping her face with his hands and kissing her swollen lips. Then he shifted himself slightly to one side and reached one hand down to her centre. He gently rubbed and stroked her, feeling her warmth against his hand. When his fingers reached into her wetness, it caused Emily to let out a moan of pleasure.

…"Matt, I want you now, I want you inside me" Emily whispered in Matt's ear.

Matt leaned over her, and the next moment Emily felt his fingers retract to be replaced. Her pulse was racing like mad as she felt the tip of him touch her soft centre. He rubbed against her for a moment, before finally pushing into her. He gently filled her, pushing all the way back, touching every sensitive spot inside her. As Emily clung to him, his pace accelerated and she matched his rhythm with her hips and with her hands holding onto his lower back.

She was thinking that this must be heaven, she must have died and gone to heaven. She had never made love to anyone like this before.

Just as they were both on the brink of orgasm, she heard Matt's voice and looked up.

…"Emily, look at me, I want to look into your eyes as we share this" His voice was so soft and sincere she felt a tear slide down her cheek.

Matt leaned down one last time to place a soft peck on her lips before letting go.

He thrust into her harder and harder as Emily went with him arching her back, pushing her hips upwards to help him push even further into her.

When she felt him finally loose control, coming inside her, she came too, her body quivered, heat shot through her in giant waves and as they came together they clung to eachother both trembling with satisfaction and emotion. They gazed into eacothers eyes and both saw promises of something great to come.