Matt draped his arm onto the back of the couch, next to Michelle and gently played with her hair. Michelle turned her eyes toward Matt, who smiled and continued to twirl her hair, making Michelle feel tingly inside. Her eyes only seemed to zoom in only on him. His gorgeous chocolate eyes that appeared to hide all his secrets and gave a mischievous glint, his adorable pout lips that were curdled into a soft smile and she wondered how velvety they would feel against hers. Her breath was taken away from his faultless handsome face.

"Are you okay?" Matt asked as he watched Michelle watch his lips as they spoke.

Michelle lightly blushed as he had caught her; her eyes quickly looked away from his lips and into his eyes that were deeply staring at her. "I- um, I'm fine." She stuttered for words.

"Yeah? You seem kind of hot." He brushed away a strand of hair from her sight.

She reddened a little more at his words. Why was she getting all tongue-tied and blushing? She was never like this; it made her too vulnerable. "It is kind of hot in here." She fanned herself.

Matt nodded. "It is, let's go outside for some air." He stood from his seat and offered his hand. Michelle glanced at his outstretched hand and back to his brown eyes. She felt her hand lift themselves into his large hand, his grip tightened as he pulled her up and walked out of the small club and into the cool night breeze.

The soft wind howled through the silence, causing her hair to fly in all different directions. Matt instinctively brought his hand to brush away the loose wisp of hair. His warm hand glided across her chilling cheek, instantly bring them heat.

Instead of moving away, Matt leaned down and kissed Michelle's lips very lightly. Michelle stood still as a stone with eyes shut softly, nearly fluttering. "Trust me." Matt whispered against Michelle's lips and kissed her again letting his tongue move past the limits of his own mouth in search of Michelle's. Matt's hands gently gripped each of Michelle's cheeks as her lips parted and Matt slithered his way into the mouth of the hesitant girl in front of him.

Her heart skipped their beats and her mind flashed their confusion. She didn't know what to do; she was inexperience. Her hands stayed frozen to her sides and she let Matt do the work; she just imitated. Matt pulled away, sensing uncertainty. He looked at her closed eyes, rubbing her cheeks with his thumbs. She slowly peeled her eyelids open, her eyes hiding shame.

Matt didn't say anything, but just wrap his arms around her shoulders, bringing her closer to his body. He deeply inhaled her fragrance, smelling like rain. Was it possible to bottle rain scent? It wasn't important, because he had her right where he wanted.

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Her body felt like jell-o against his built body, his touch made her quiver and want more. He gently kissed her for a while, the tender exchange continued as she helped Matt take off his gray t-shirt. She broke away, looking over his body, discovering and tracing where all his tattoos were. Her hands ran lightly over his chest, which were moist with sweat from the set. They had decided to skip the after-show party and go straight to his house, leaving the twins in trust of the band.

Matt helped her slip off her shirt and took his turn looking at her. His fingers trailed down her stomach and then hooked the top of her jeans and smoothly pulling her down with him onto his living room couch. They began to kiss again and Matt reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. The straps came down her arms and fell onto the ground, where their clothes were leaving a path. She gently laid on top of him, pressing her bareness against his. They helped each other out of the rest of their clothing and Matt's hands ran over her exposed skin.

Her nervousness slowly disappeared as she became familiarized with his body. Matt broke away from the kiss and she opened her eyes to look up at him as he looked back.

His eyes questioned her and she nodded. His lips brushed against hers and his fingers rubbed soft, slow circles on her warm clit. She closed her eyes and sucked on his tongue as the kiss deepened and she slowly slid onto him. They began to make a slow but steady pace, his hips moving up to meet her as he pushed deeper inside. She rocked back and forth, never speeding up but almost teasing each other with the unhurried pace. Matt panted her name, their bodies' slick with sweat and rubbing against each other, creating friction between the two. They worked to an unbelievable orgasm, her muscles tightening and setting off his.

They both breathed heavily as Michelle laid her head onto his sweaty chest, tracing his tattoos. Matt ran his hand through her damp hair.

Yeah, he had her right where he wanted.