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cloudy with a chance of matt sturniolo

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summary - matt (your ‘enemy’) comes over because of the horrible weather outside.. little did you know that wasn’t the only reason.

! one shot !

contains - swearing, spit, smut, teasing, good girl name, begging, etcc??

It was 1am at night on a sunday. my whole day consisted of watching movies, and now that the time came to actually fall to sleep I couldn’t.

I stumbled downstairs in the dark, leaving my phone upstairs. all I could hear was the rain down pouring outside, and my bare feet touching the cold ground.

I made my way to the fridge in hopes of a cold drink to ease my dry mouth. I opened the fridge grabbing out a pitcher of iced tea and placed it on the counter to grab a glass. mid reach to grab a glass, loud banging came from the front door.

my mom wouldn’t be back for another two weeks since she’s on a business trip, so who could that be? my mind immediately thought of the worse, i flicked on the lights and grabbed a knife out of the drawer.

my eyes still slightly blinded by the sudden light, i made my way to the front door, slowly unlocking it. I opened the door and was greeted by a soaked matt sturniolo. “matt-“ i tried to say before he pushed by my shoulder to get in the house. I scoffed.

“what are you doing here?” I throw my hands up, shutting the door behind him and following him to my own kitchen. “put the knife down.” he said glaring at my hand. I look down at it for a second before throwing it on the counter. my mind not even focused on the knife. what was matthew doing here?

“I- um-“ I pointed at him, “do you need a towel?” he looked down at himself, like he didn’t realize he was soaking wet. before I even let him speak i rush over to the laundry room grabbing him a towel. “what are you doing here?” I repeat handing him the towel, and sitting up on the island across from where he was standing.

“the roads,” he stops his chest rising and falling rapidly. he clears his throat, “it’s raining don’t you see?” I look down at my swinging feet suddenly taking in what I’m wearing. a black bra with pajama shorts.

he takes in his surroundings, seeing the un-poured juice out on the counter. he walks over to it and pours it in a glass. make yourself home I guess. he walks back over to where he was previously standing and takes a sip, looking at me.

I fill in the silence, “matt I know why you’re here but why are you here, you could’ve went home it’s not a far drive to your house. why would you want to even stay here, we practically hate eachother.” I rambled on.

he puts the drink down, “I don’t hate you.” he says licking his lips, ignoring my question. i laugh looking to the side, “okay matthew,” I mock. he picks back up the drink, looking at me a certain way that made me nervous for some reason. he smelled of deep cologne and his hair was soaked, drooping over his forehead.

why was I reacting to him like this? we’ve hated eachother since like middle school, he always picked on me for little stuff growing up and now.. we barely talk even when his brothers are around.

I lean over the island to grab an apple feeling suddenly hungry. i bite into the apple, both of us staring at each other in silence. he walks over to me, glass in his hand. “you thirsty?” he says. I look over at the pitcher on the counter. “yeah actually really thirsty,” I smile swallowing my apple.

he smiles back slightly and takes a sip of the juice, putting the cup down right beside my thigh. he grabs my cheek, his hand feeling very warm unlike how the rest of his body looks.

his thumb touching my bottom lip, making me feel pulsing down there. he glances at my lips then back at my eyes looking for a sort of confirmation. I had no clue what was going on in his mind. why did he suddenly want to kiss me? and why did I want to kiss him too.

I leaned in but before our lips fully touches he spits the juice in my mouth, licking his lips after. I choked, “matt what the fuck!” I shout. he smirks, this ass fucking smirks. “y/n,” he pauses. “I can’t pretend to hate you anymore, I can’t stop thinking about you.”

he doesn’t give me a second to think before his lips are fully smashing on to mine. the apple falling out of my hand and the taste of iced tea flavored saliva swabbing back and forth. his hands were on my neck and on my jaw, switching between both.

my hands were in his hair pushing him more into the kiss. I pulled away, out of breath before quickly saying, “I can’t pretend either.” he smirks before placing his lips back on mine. his tongue travels into my mouth, pulling my breath away. the sound of lips smacking masked the sound of the rain.

his hands lowered down my body before landing on waist. he picked me up off of the counter by my ass, pulling me closer to him causing my legs to wrap around his waist. his clothes were wetting my warm skin, but I didn’t care. he walked over to my living room, our lips never leaving each other. we kissed each other like we’ve been craving it for a while and maybe we have. he slowly places me down on the couch. watching out for my head.

he hovers above me, while my hands slowly move up his torso. I pull up on the hem of his shirt, he smirks into the kiss and takes off his sweatshirt and shirt leaving his chest bare. I look at him in awe, his beautiful tattoos showing. his lips come back to mine and i couldn’t help but let out a moan I was holding in.

he slightly picked me up unclipping my bra, pulling it off fully. he looked down at them like he was a starving child. and looked up at me, “are you sure?” he says. I throw my head back in irritation, wanting to feel his lips on my boobs. I nod, not sure anything else could come out. “speak, with your mouth y/n” he repeats.

“yes matt yes,” I groan squeezing my eyes shut. he immediately puts one of my tits in his mouth groaning, sending sensations through my whole body. I could’ve came just at the feeling of his warm lips on breast. he squeezes the other one with his hand before lifting his head up to meet my eyes. his once light blue eyes turn a deep ocean color.

he bites his bottom lip looking down at me before lowering down and kissing me once more, tearing my lips apart. he slips his middle finger and ring finger slightly into my pants to taunt me for a while. I whine, “please.. matt,” I sounded so pathetic but I didn’t care for one second. “tell me what you want y/n..” he mumbles between the kiss. I whimper feeling so helpless, “matt I- I want your fingers inside me.”

“good girl,” he kisses me once more before pulling off my pants along with my panties, leaving me completely naked. he rubs between my folds already feeling my wetness and the effects he has on me. I watch him as he sticks his fingers in his mouth cleaning them off and then moving to hover above me again.

“suck on them.” he says moving the two fingers toward me. I do as he says, twirling my tongue around them, giving it one good suck before popping them out my mouth. “god..” he mumbles. once more, he rubs between my folds and then sticks his ring and middle finger inside me. a moan unexpectedly comes out of my mouth.

he starts pumping his fingers inside and outside of me slow then fast, “matt pl-please.” I say already feeling my edge. I make sure to give him a correct answer this time, “please let me cum.” I say practically begging before he pulls his fingers out leaving me whimpering.

“not yet, what if you hate me again tomorrow?” he says pouting. his mouth is so close to my clit I can feel the warmth. “I- I- wont I promise please.” he laughs sending vibrations through me. “say your mine y/n, nobody else can touch you after this.” he says. his words turning me on even more. “im yours,” I swallow. “all yours matt.”

he mumbles in satisfaction, before I feel his tongue go in me I pull away. “get up,” I say to him suddenly feeling powerful. he looks confused but none the less does as I say. I get on my knees and look up at him playing with his hard member through his sweatpants. “fuck..” he mumbles looking down at me. I pull his pants down and then his boxers, his member finally free. I slightly gasp at the size, I had a feeling matt would be big but big was a understatement.

I hold his dick in my hands before spitting on it and licking between his slit, bobbing my head slightly just at the head. “mmm,” I hum. matt was obviously growing impatient, so I let him do whatever he wanted as long as I didn’t have to guide him. he wrapped my hair around his hand and pushed down on my head. “you don’t know how long I waited for this,” he tells me, throwing his head back pushing on me a little faster.

tears, falling out of my eyes. I stop and pull off before he cummed, both of us left unsatisfied and just wanted to fuck the shit out of each other. he pulls me up by under my arms and slightly pushes me back on the couch. he sits down and then pulls me to sit on top of him. “I want to see you ride me” he says. he kisses me, mixing our saliva and rubbing it on his cock.

I lift my hips as he guides his tip with my entrance. once its slightly in I push down feeling his dick in all the ways I could’ve asked for. pressure, pleasure, pain hitting me all at once. I moan throwing my head back, and he groans, us both feeling each other. “fuck you’re so tight,” he said trying to hold himself back from just drilling into me.

I held down on his chest, slowly bouncing on his dick. the skin slapping, practically matched the thunder outside. he held my waist, sitting up straight so he could kiss all over me. marking his territory. I bounce harder and faster. feeling it hit my g-spot every time. “fuck matt, you feel so-so good.” I said. he groans and kisses me on my lips. he was panting in between kisses.

“im clo-“ I try to speak as he begins drilling in me. I try to warn him but I’m left with choked up whimpers. “me too baby, cum with me.” he mumbles, staring into my eyes. “fu-fu-fuck” I repeat. our cum is mixed as I feel a warm load shoot up and mine fall all over his dick.

I collapse over his chest as he pulls out of me. he wipes some of the cum off my chest and licks it off of his fingers. “you taste good.” he said. I chuckle, absolutely exhausted. “I thought we hated eachother?” he asks, with a smug look. I look up at him, out of breath and place a kiss on his lips. “I don’t hate you matt,” I pause thinking, “never did.”

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