Thanks for your kind reviews! I'm sorry if this chapter isn't up to scratch, I'm a bit tired at the moment and may have overused the words 'I' at the start of every sentence or 'I/he smiles'. Sorry... but I hope it's still OK. Just a quick note, at the end there's a bit of hot sexy action. Haha, read on! :)

All of my limbs are stiff, my eyelids heavy, a thin layer of sweat coating my skin. Groaning slightly, I shift my head up onto a colder part of the pillow, just as the memories of last night's dream flood back into my mind. Only brief snippets, like the rather embarrassing moment of my mother walking in on us both having sex. OK, it was a kind of nightmare. I remember her screaming horrible things at me, yelling that she was scarred for life by the sight. Then she asked me who was under the covers with me, and I reluctantly answered which resulted in her retorting with something that resembled a bat-like shriek, and making an incredibly fast beeline down the hallway. That was all I remembered.

I feel down my body, realising that I am still only in knickers. Over my pounding headache I faintly remember the events of last night. We were... well we were about to... you know, do it and had each other almost fully undressed before drifting off. I internally sigh, I was so close to having him, making him mine, and yet this had gotten in the way.

My eyes dart over to Matt, who is lying only in his boxers still, face down against the pillow. He's making soft snoring sounds, which I think sound quite cute. His hair flops over his eyes in a way that is so sexy that it makes me want to leap on top of him and kiss him with all my might. Not that I don't want to do that anyway.

The first thought that crosses my mind is to reach for my phone, and my hand rummages about on the bedside table, but then I remember that I left it in my jacket, which is probably somewhere on the floor of the room. I just hope it didn't get damaged by the way he tore my jacket off, throwing it a mile across the room.

Finally I spot it in a heap underneath the desk on the opposite side of the room. Luckily the carpet of this room is quite thick, so it wouldn't be damaged.

Lazily I climb out of bed, then realise I'm not wearing my bra. Not that I need to mind though, so I continue my way towards my jacket, crouching down and rummaging through the pockets until I find my phone, pulling it out, unharmed. It's still turned on as I wander back over to the bed, throwing myself back down onto the warm sheets.

The hotel naturally has WiFi, and I read the password off of a framed notice on the door and before I know it I'm able to get online. Until I see a text from Sophie.

Wuu2? Went 2 the cinema with Jake last night. He stayed the night at ours. It was epic! :)

Sighing, I realise what she was hinting. I'd nearly got there with Matt, but that damn wine had gotten in the way of us doing that type of thing. And it had obviously affected him the most, because he was still fast asleep.

Sleepily I text back, Epic? Haha, I'm ROFL! Me + Matt went out 4 dinner last night, got a bit drunk then spent the night in a hotel room. Didn't quite go 2 plan, we fell asleep b4 anything could happen! :(

After a few moments I get a reply, LOL unlucky! when will u b back?

Later on, I think :P

K, cya! Xx

Bye xx

Quickly pressing the home button on my iPhone I decide to have a quick check of my emails. After a few moments downloading them, I notice that I have 6 new unread ones. All of them are from Twitter.

I have a few mentions from people, some of my friends. One's asking how the convention was. I don't know how I could reply without blowing everything. Just as I'm about to read the next one, I hear a low groaning noise from beside me and slight movement.

My head whips to the side to see Matt rubbing at his sleepy eyes then collapsing face first into the pillow again. He won't be getting up for a while, it looks like.

Turning my phone off I place it on the bedside table and lie back underneath the warm sheets, wrapping an arm around Matt's body, snuggling into his shoulder. It seems to have woken him up, because he's shifting over so he's lying on his side, facing me. He shoots me a sleepy smile and struggles to open his eyes fully.

"Morning, gorgeous," he smiles, stretching his arms over his head and rolling onto his back. I move my head so it's resting on his chest, one arm wrapped around his body, as I snuggle into him. He really makes a nice pillow.

"Oh, sugar," he snaps under his breath. I didn't think he was the sort of person to use sugar as a substitute curse word.

"The wine!" he moans, shifting over again to face me. "The damn wine! I-I must've dozed off... I'm sorry."

"It's OK... I dozed off too," I smile, stroking the floppy piece of hair hanging over his eyes gently. "But we can have another go, can't we?"

"'Course, 'course," he chuckles, leaning down and kissing my forehead. Then his voice turns husky and lustful. "When?"

It kind of comes out of my mouth. I can't help it – he just looks so unbearably attractive with that crazy bed-head and sleepy eyes.

"Now."

He lets out a long yawn, moving onto his back again. "I would, love, but I'm a bit tired y'see."

"Please?" I beg, kissing his shoulder, smoothing a hand over his chest. I can feel his heartbeat increasing beneath my touch.

"I could never deny you," he growls, then rolls over and presses his lips to mine, wrapping an arm firmly around my body and pulling me against him so my breasts are pressed tightly against his chest. I roll over on top of him and hurriedly pull down his boxers, and he assists me in kicking them off. But I don't get a chance to see anything as my eyes are closed in ecstasy whilst kissing this amazing man. Soon my knickers are discarded and we're both ready for some action.

My heart pounds in anticipation of what's about to happen. I almost feel like I could pass out at any moment. One of my hands manages to remove itself from his hair and wanders down between us, my fingers wrapping themselves around his erection. And my god is he bigger than I expected. It makes me growl with want that soon he'll be inside me.

He's moaning into my mouth as my hand strokes him gently, the sensitive flesh spasming beneath my touch. But then I hear the ever-so-familiar ringtone of the TARDIS, coming from my phone and I groan with annoyance at being interrupted, breaking from the kiss and bringing my hands back up.

"I'll answer it," I say, and he nods reluctantly as I reach for my phone and tap the answer call icon.

"Hey, dear! It's your mum. I haven't been able to talk to you for ages. How did the convention go?"

It's my mum. I swallow hard. How can I tell her about Matt?

"Yeah... yeah, it went fine, mum. Amazing. Lots of fun."

"Did you meet Matt? Let me guess, knowing you you probably proposed to him. Sitting at home disappointed that you can't marry him, now are we?"

Oh god... how was I going to put this? I couldn't help but let out a chuckle when she said that I proposed to him.

"Mum... uh..."

"Yes, dear?"

"I did meet Matt... yes."

"Oh! How did it go? Got a photo to send your old 'ma?"

"Well... mum. Sort of... I don't know how to say this. It'll probably either make your day or make you pass out... but..."

"What? Did he say yes to your marriage proposal? I highly doubt that, dear. Come on, tell me."

"In a way... but not in a way... I didn't propose to him, mum."

"What do you mean, 'in a way'?"

"For god's sake. He kissed me, mum. I kissed him back. Yesterday I went to the filming with him, and now I'm in a hotel room with him. Unreal, I bloody know. But it's the truth," the smile on my face turns to a massive grin as my next sentence comes out as a squeal, "I'm going out with him, mum! We're fucking dating, OK? Oh... sorry."

There's silence on the other end for a few seconds.

"Watch your language! And what did you just say?"

"Mum! I'm going out with Matt Smith!"

At this point Matt's leaning against the headboard, listening in to our entire conversation. I glance at him after I spoke that line, and he smiles back at me.

"Are you serious? You're not having me on?"

"But he's here with me! Right now! Like, in the room! I'll pass you over..."

Matt sighs at the prospect of having to speak with his girlfriend's mother... rather awkward, but he accepts the phone I'm offering him and puts it on speaker.

"Hi."

"You have got to be kidding me. You have got to be bloody kidding me..."

"Yep, it's me. So then... I don't really know what to say."

I giggle at him and lie down next to him and he holds the phone in between us.

"Did you say you're in a hotel room? Dear..."

"Mum, for god's sake!" I sigh, then burst out laughing. She sometimes treats me like a child.

"Don't use God's name like that. I'm just being a mother that cares about her daughter's well-being. I want you to be safe, dear. I hope you're using pro..."

"Mum, no! This is embarrassing!"

Matt chuckles, kissing my temple and lacing his fingers with my own. I smile and rest my head on his shoulder.

"You are not giving me the sex talk in front of Matt!"

"Don't worry, I won't embarrass you. I just want to make sure you're safe. But I still can't get my head around the fact that you actually got him that day. How about that, your dream man?"

I blush slightly. "I know. Even now I still don't believe myself sometimes."

"You going to buy your loving parents a nice luxury yacht and a cottage in France with all that money you've got then? After all we've done for you..."

"Mum... you still haven't changed..." I tut, shaking my head slightly. "Maybe. But I'm hungry and want to go down for breakfast. Talk to you soon. I'll send you a picture of us."

"Put some clothes on first, though."

"Mum, please! Stop embarrassing me!" I laugh, "See you soon. Bye!"

"Bye!"

I end the call and let out a long sigh, shaking my head. "What is it about parents that make them want to embarrass you all the time?"

"Oh, I have the same problem," Matt chuckles, "But don't worry though... if anything it's funny."

"I am hungry, but I just said that to end the call. Shall we continue before breakfast?" I grin, giving him my cutest set of puppy eyes. His pupils dilate massively, clouded with lust.

"Yesss..." he grins back huskily, rolling on top of me and reconnecting our lips. I sigh into his mouth, tugging lightly at his hair as he reaches onto his bedside table, and I hear the sound of something being unwrapped.

"Better go by your mother's wishes," he says, breaking away temporarily. It's a condom. I gulp hard, I wanted to feel him without that but it's for the best, after all, I don't want to get pregnant.

Chucking the packet in the bin he continues kissing me, then my breasts, then starts sucking at my neck and then my jawline. I let out a gasp of pleasure when I feel him bite quite a sensitive spot on my neck, leaving a mark to be remembered hours from now. Then I feel something nudge at my entrance. My eyes flicker shut and I sigh happily, waiting for what is about to come.

"You sure?" he smiles, smoothing his hands up and down my sides, feeling my heart pound beneath him. I nod frantically, gripping my hands in his silky hair.

"Fuck yes. You don't know how long I've waited for this... just please."

As he pushes gently inside me, my eyes shoot open and my mouth opens into an O shape of pleasure as I moan softly. He's so big, filling me up completely, touching in all the right places. Bucking into the air, I wrap my legs around his waist as my core throbs with desire, and I groan loudly as the change of position causes me to feel all of him at once, and it's almost too much.

"Shit, Matt..." I whimper, as he almost withdraws, then slams back inside me, his head moving to kiss my neck softly as he pants against my skin, grunting slightly with every thrust. Oh my god... I don't think I'm going to be able to take this for much longer as he does the same again, but harder this time.

"Faster!" I call and he obliges, beginning to pick up the pace. Little ah's and gasps of pleasure pour from my lips, my eyes screw shut in complete bliss. This is everything I ever wanted and more. Me and my man, connected in every way possible. I don't think I could be more thankful in my entire life that I'm the one who he's chosen out of millions of others. Me. Out of everyone. And he's chosen me.

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