Rated: R for language and brief sex
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Adam had called me up Monday night asking me if I would go on a date with this guy friend of his.
"No, No, No." I said in the phone.
"Why not? You ain't even giving him a chance." He wined into the phone. "You've grown up with me and you don't trust the guys that I hang with?"
"Right!" I stated. "Look, Adam. I don't know about this. It's weird to me. Like, it just don't feel right."
"Bry, you are like a sister to me and I wouldn't set you up with anyone bad." He said softly.
"Do it, Bry, so we can go clubbing. I need to have some fun!" Jay said in the background.
I giggled at him. "You are a ho!"
"Yes, he is." Adam stated in an angry tone. "Please, Bry?"
"Fine. Who is he and all that shit?" I sighed.
"His name is Matt Hardy. He'll meet you at Grill and Bar at 7:30 Friday night." Adam paused. "Look, I got to go. I love ya and tell me how it goes."
"Bye." I said.
Now, here I was; sitting at the bar with my auburn hair pulled back into a ponytail. A dark green dress that fell to my knees highlighted my green eyes of the same color. My slim figure was pushed and pulled into the damn dress for this man that I've never seen. Why am I doing this?
I look over the crowd of drunks and partiers to find a guy coming through the doors. He was about 6'1" with black hair that was pulled back into a tight, low ponytail. His black tank top and black pants showed off his very well built body. When he looked at me, I saw how brown and gripping his eyes were. He smiled at me and made his way to me.
"Are you Bryanna?" He asked in a very southern accent.
"Yeah, Matt." I stand up and hold out my hand for him to shack.
"These are for you." He held out some wild flowers. Cheap date, I thought.
"Thanks," I said at I took them. He is so not my type.
"Do you want to get out of here?" He asked me.
"Sure."
I grabbed my coat and began to walk through the crowd, leaving Matt behind. People pushed and pulled at me to move, but I am a bitch and wouldn't give. Finally, I made it to the door. Turning, I find Matt making his way through the crowd. I snorted at him as I walked out to the night air.
Adam will pay for this, I thought as I made my way to my black Ford truck. He set me up with a guy who is a cheap date, who doesn't even look good to me! Damn Him! Well, the guy ain't all bad; he has a great body but....he is so not me.
"There you are." I heard his voice behind me. I turned around and saw how the moonlight shined off his body. He'll be a good fuck, I thought.
"Climb in." I pointed to my truck.
"That's yours?" His eyebrows raised up.
"Yeah." I gave him a weird look before I climbed into my truck. "So you are we off to?"
"Home." He stated as he climbed in.
"Home?" I asked him.
"Yeah. You don't appear to want to be on this date. And, I don't want to be on this date either." He said as a matter of factly.
"Okay, but what to tell Adam and Jay?"
"Tell 'em that we just didn't get along." He leaned his head back.
"Hold on." I turned to him. "Why the hell don't you like me?"
"Because you are a stuck up bitch who thinks I'm a cheap date but a good fuck." He looked at me. "Which, I am. I must say."
"Where in the hell do you get off calling me a bitch?" I yelled at me.
"Where the hell do you get off calling me a cheap date and saying that I don't 'appeal' to you?" He asked in a quiet voice.
"Fine." I turned the car on. "Get out and go away."
When I got home from the date, Adam called and freaked out on me, telling me that I need to stop acting like a brat. He said that I needed to grow up before something go passed me by. Since that night, I hadn't talked to Adam, he hasn't called or anything.
The day after Adam's phone call, I called Matt's to apologize to him, but his dad said that he was gone to work. I haven't called back.
"Bryanna, we have some of them wrestling people coming in. Here are their possible injuries." The head nurse snapped me out of my daze and hands me a clip board.
"Let's see....one shoulder....one head.....one ribs....one ankle....," I said softly to myself as some people got wheeled in.
I put the clipboard down so that I could go see the injured. Getting up, I pulled the over sized green nurse's outfit down and in place. A very familiar voice rang in my ears.
"You know, that was so cool." It was Adam.
My heart sank to my stomach when Adam looked calmly at me. I walked over to him and got him positioned so that I could check his heart beat. Sitting on a wheeling chair, I warmed the cold metal of the stethoscope up for him.
"Hey Bry." He said in a tone that was airy.
"What'd you do this time?" I asked placing the metal to his chest.
"Damn, that's cold." He hissed in my ear.
"I tried to warm it for you."
I listened carefully to his heart and breathing, noting that he was a very healthy male.
"So, what hurts?" I asked.
"My ribs-I think that Jeffy Boy here landed on me wrong." Adam patted a multi-colored hair dude on the back.
The guy, Jeff, was lying on his back, watching his brother flirt with one of the blond nurses. His green eyes glared at the woman, then at Matt.
"What's up, man?" Adam asked him.
"My brother." Jeff smiled at me. "You the doc?"
"Yep, now, what's wrong with you?" I listened to his heart just like I did Adam's.
"My ankle."
I pulled his baggie black pants leg up his right ankle, it was swollen and blue. I hissed a little at it, knowing that it will take him out of wrestling for a good 4 weeks. I moved to Matt, who was getting Nurse Smith's number. She smiled her I-know-I'm-cute smile before she left. Matt glared those brown eyes at me when I checked his heart beat.
"Matt, can I say something to you?" I lowered my head so that I looked at the floor.
"What?" His voice was harsh and mean.
"I'm sorry." I looked into his eyes, hoping that he would see that I was really sorry.
He smiled at me. "It's my shoulder, doc."
"Hummmm....okay." I looked at the purple mass that he called his shoulder. Another 4 weeks out.
Jay was the last, and the funniest.
"Danmit, I'm fine." He growled as one of the male nurses tried to put an I.V. in his arm.
"I'll get him." I told the nurse. When he moved, I took his place. "So Jay, what about you?"
"Head." He placed his hand on his forehead.
"Okay." I checked him out to find that he had a few major bumps on his head. A week of him out.
After everyone was checked and told what to do, I was off my shift so I went to change. As I came back from the changing room, I walked over to Adam.
"Did the match go well?" I sat on his bed with him.
"Hell yeah, we got such a huge pop. It reeked of.... Never mind." He smiled that famous smile at me.
"Yo, Doc!"
I looked at Matt, he was waving me over to him.
"What can I do for you, Matt?" I asked him when I got over there.
"Throw this away." He handed me the paper that had the blond nurse's number on it.
"Why?" I looked at it.
"She ain't floating my boat, like another medical person I know." He eyed me up and down. I blushed a little before I threw the paper away. "Can I ask why you were mean to me on my date?"
I sighed. "I had a bad day that day. My parents called and told me that my ex, Mark, was looking for me and that I should give him a second chance."
"Oh, I see. Well, that's cool. Maybe, next time we could have a good date." I smiled at me.
"Huh?" I looked at him like he had two heads.
"I'm asking you out, Bry my dear."
"Okay. You have my number, just call. But I must go before they call me back on duty."
Going home, I think about Matt and how must of a nice guy he really is. I'm glad that he gave me a second chance at this. Even if it didn't work out, at lest I would have a new friend, who lived in the same area as me.
"How long have you and Adam been friends?" Matt asked as he pushed himself higher.
"Forever. His family is friends with mine. He's my older brother who knocks me on my ass every chance he gets." I smiled at him, the pictures of a 27 year old man swinging like he was 6 was just too weird.
"Yeah, Adam has that bad habit of that. He's done it to Jeff and me I don't know how many times." He laughed at me; fear was getting the better of me as my swing got higher in the air. "Scared of heights?"
"Yes." I said as I drug my feet to stop the swing.
"Well, it's getting late and I have a feeling that if I get you home late, Adam will have my balls on a silver plate." I laughed at him.
We got into his car and drove to my house. I noticed a black firebird in my drive. Knowing who it was, I began to shack from fear and anger. Matt looked at me, hoping to see what was wrong. He realized before I had to open my mouth.
"Come one." He said, getting out of the car with a scowl on his face.
I hopped out of the car and moved very close to Matt, hoping for some protection. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I saw Mark sitting on my front porch, glaring at Matt and me. His blue eyes shot darts at Matt as we came closer.
"Bry, why the hell are you cheating on me?" Mark's voice was whiny yet violent. He took a step near me but I hid behind Matt.
"I'm...n-not." I stammered out. Tears fell down my face.
"Bitch, you're fucking him, aren't you?" Mark yelled at me.
"Don't yell at her like that." Matt growled at him. His brown eyes were turning black from his rage.
"Don't fucking talk to me, you pussy. You have no place here." Mark barked out.
Suddenly, Adam speared Mark to the ground. His fists pounded into Mark's face and ribs. Took Matt and Jay and Jeff forever to pull Adam off of Mark.
"You stay away from her, you bitch!" Adam yelled as Jay held him back.
I was shacking and crying by now from the shots of anger Adam showed. Mark glared at me as he got to his feet. His face was all bloody and bruised. He walked up to me, grabbing my arm. Adam yelled at Jay to let him go, but Jay held on tight to him.
"You can have your wrestling friends to help you but it won't last. Do you really think that Matt Hardy would want a slut like you? You will come back to me, Bry. You will." He breathed in my ear.
For some reason, anger got the best of me. I balled my fist up and sent it flying. It can in contacted with Mark's chin, causing blood to fly everywhere.
"Stay the hell away from me." I spat at him before I stormed off into the house.
I didn't even notice the Adam had stopped struggling against Jay or the shocked looks on everyone's face. I was too upset and mad to give a damn. All I wanted has to cry my eyes out and have a calm night of sweets and sleep. Is that too much to ask?
"It's going to be okay, Little Bit. I ain't leaving." He said as he pulled me into his arms.
He patted my hair down as he held on to me tightly. I buried my face into his chest, hoping I would stop crying. Adam felt me begin to shack a little more and pulled me arms length away from him. He lower himself to my level putting his hands on my cheek so that I could look into his eyes.
"I don't think he'll come back around tonight. I mean, my spear totally reeked of awsomeness." He said in "Edge's voice". I smiled at his stupidness. "That's better."
"I need some sugar." I murmured to myself.
Adam pulled me into his arms and planted one right on my lips. I pushed away from him but laughed at what he tried to do.
"That was not sugar, that was poison." I said as I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.
"Yeah." I turned around and saw Matt behind me. "This is sugar."
I gently pulled me to him and wrapped his arms around my waist. He slowly lowered his head to mine, letting our lips touch lightly before fully shaping our mouths to each other's. I kissed back with the same passion that he put into that kiss. His tongue ran along my bottom lip, asking for the chance to enter my mouth. I opened my mouth and let his tongue slid in to memorize my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck when I felt my knees go weak. We slowly pulled apart, letting ourselves catch our breaths.
"AAAWWW!!!" We heard from around the room.
I looked around and saw Jeff, Jay, and Adam looking at us all 'lovey-dovey' like. I flipped them off before I walked into the kitchen for some sugary junk. Finding some Moose Track ice cream, M&M cookies, and some sodas, I walked back into the living room. Jay, Jeff, and Matt had claimed my couch; Adam was back on my Lay-Z boy. I plopped down, putting my stuff around the area where I would sit, and leaned back on Matt's legs. I opened my ice cream and went for a bite when a finger stuck itself into my work. I looked at the owner, Jeffery Nero Hardy.
"Do you mind?" I asked, rather annoyed that he got in my way.
"Here." He held his finger out near my mouth, ice cream covered it. "Lick it off, if you want it that back."
I closed my mouth around his long, ice cream covered finger. My tongue ran along with my mouth as I bobbed my head a little to coax a moan from Jeff, which I did get. I released his finger with a 'Pop' sound.
"That was good." I said flatly before I went back to eating my ice cream.
Everyone's mouths were open in shock from what I just did. I acted like I didn't know anything and crawled to my DVD's, looking for a good scary move or funny movie to break my mood. Picking 'Scary Movie', I popped it in and crawled back to my spot. Matt leaned down to me, placing his hands on my shoulders.
"That was so....hot." He breathed in my ear.
I breathed back: "I know."
Matt rubbed my shoulders through most of the movie. It relaxed me a lot; the sugar helped too. At the end of the movie, I helped everyone find a room. Since I only have four rooms and four guys, with myself, I let Adam sleep in the same bed as me. We've done it before so it was okay.
Adam jumped into my bed in his black boxers and a smile on his face.
"You know, I've been sleeping naked." He raised his eye bows.
"Not in my bed with me." I said as I straightened my over sized black T-shirt. It fell to my knees and flowed out of everywhere. "Adam, why does Matt like me so much?"
"Well, what do you mean?" He laid back with his hands behind his head.
"I mean, I am not blonde with big boobs. I'm not a model or sexy or anything. I mean....maybe Mark's right, I am just a slut that he wants for a short time or something." I looked down at the ground
Adam climbed out of bed and moved to me. He lifted my chin with his hands. My hazel eyes met his blue eyes.
"I don't know about Matt but I do know that you are not just a cheap thing to him. He does care about you a lot." He pulled me into a hug, rubbing his hands up and down my back. "Now, lets get some sleep."
We moved to the bed, Adam near the door and me spooned up in his arms. He pulled me tightly to him with his arms around my waist. My back pressed against his chest. He kissed my temple before he drifted off to sleep- me along with him.
After a long shower, I climbed into a pair of jeans that hugged my hips and a T-shirt the read 'Spoil Me' on it. My auburn hair was in a ponytail that bounced around my shoulders when I walked down the stairs. I saw Jay looking around himself, like he didn't remember where he was.
"You that sleepy, Jay?" I asked as I looked at his eyes, half closed and glazed over. "Or drunk?"
"Ummmm....Uhhhh....I'mmmmm...Okay." He managed before felling, face front, on my couch. I laughed at him before going to the kitchen.
I don't cook so I just made coffee for everyone. With the sound of the coffee making itself, I sat at the table to think about things.
I liked Matt, I really did. But....what was I to him? I was a Hardy Boyz fan and knew all about them, or what they let their fans know. I knew that Matt like blondes and I had found a picture of one of his ex's and I was nothing like what she was. That model type. Although, Adam told me last night that Matt cared for me. But why? What do I have to give him? Low self-esteem? I have a lot of that!
"Door!" Jay yelled sleepily at me.
Sighing, I got up and went to the door. Mark was standing there, with my older brother Jacob. Jacob's auburn hair was tucked into a 'Go Canada' cap. Mark paced around the porch like he was nervous.
"What?" I demanded harshly.
"What's going on with you, Bryanna? Huh?" Jacob asked me, grabbing my shoulders and shacking me.
"Jacob, Stop!" I screamed in his face.
Mark grabbed me from Jacob just to slap me across the face. He threw me into the door-frame, pinning me with his arms to my shoulders.
"Bryanna, I love you. Don't you see that? These guys don't care for you. They just want a cheap fuck." Mark asked in a soft voice. Jacob nodded at him.
"Let her go." I heard being growled in our direction.
I turned to see the guys holding Matt back from hurting Mark and Jacob. Mark scowled at them then turned back to me.
"Bryanna, I love you but I can't force you to do anything." He let me go. "But pick, them-who don't love you, who just want that beautiful body of yours- or me- I love you and will do anything for you."
"Them." I said flatly.
Mark and Jacob growled at me, grabbing me. I screamed when Jacob's hand flew to my face. It never touched me though because Matt threw him to the ground. Adam grabbed Mark and pounded on him like Matt pounded on Jacob. I ran to Jeff who put his arms around me. Jay tried to pull Jay and Matt off of their bloody victims with no success.
"Stop!" I screamed. Everybody stopped moving. "Just stop."
Tears were falling down my face, which was hidden in Jeff's naked chest. He held me tighter to him, hoping that I would calm down.
Matt let go of Jacob and Adam let go of Mark. "Now leave." They growled at the two bruised and beaten men.
Matt came to me and pulled me from Jeff. I cried in Matt's arms, glad because I would've fell from shacking if he hadn't held me. He kissed my head, pleading with me to calm down. That everything will be all right. That....
Before he could finish, I passed out from.....everything really.
"Adam, I really do care about her." Matt said as he held my hand.
"I know man, but she will push you away sometimes. She's done it to me so many times; I'm used to it. But, go easy with her." Adam said as he left the room.
I moaned, acting like I was coming out of it. I placed my hand on my head and tried to sit up. Matt grabbed my shoulders, gently laying me back down.
"No up yet." Matt said with a smile.
My heart melted with that smile that sat on his handsome face. It seemed child like, in a way.
"What's up?" I asked in a dry voice.
Matt picked up a water bottle and handed it to me. I drank a little of it before repeating the question.
"Well, Adam's freaking out about Mark and your brother, Jacob. He thinks that they might come back." Matt said to me. I nodded at Adam's thinking, knowing his blonde self too long. "He's thinking of asking Vince to let you come on the road with us for a while. It might be easier since you are a doctor. I hope you don't mind this, though."
"No, I'll feel safer. I mean, I have Adam to watch over me in the day, and you to hold me at night." I stated smoothly, wondering if he'll catch it. He did.
"Hold you at night?" I nodded. "I think I can do that."
"Where's Jeff and Jay?" I asked, realizing that they aren't there.
"Jeff went home, to see his girl and all. Jay went to buy you some stuff and get those clothes Adam said that you have holding somewhere." Matt pulled himself off his knees and helped me stand.
"How'd he get the money?" I asked, knowing the answer.
"Adam." Matt stated flatly.
"I'll kill him." I whispered in a hiss. Matt laughed.
"First let's get you walking."
"If I do good, will I get a prize?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.
"Maybe." He said in a smug toned voice.
He slowly let me go so I could walk around. It took a few moments but I got my legs back. They felt shaky at first, though. After a few minutes of this walking around the living room, I looked at Matt smugly.
"Can I have my prize now?" I asked, sounding like a little girl.
"Maybe." He looked me up and down.
"When do I get a 'yes' from you?" I put my hands on my hips.
"When I say 'yes you can have your prize."
He walked over to me, stopping when my chest touched his. I placed his hands on my hips. Then, I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Can I have my prize now?"
"Yes, you can have your prize."
He leaned down and pressed his lips softly to mine. Pulling up, he looked in my eyes. He kissed me again but with more passion. His tongue parted my lips, searching my mouth. He sucked my tongue into his mouth, letting his and mine play with its mate. I moaned into his mouth. His hands moved to my butt, cupping it. A growl lifted from his lips.
"Alright you two." We heard from Adam, breaking our mood. We turned to him, I glared. "Don't give me that look. Vince said she could as long as she worked in the back as a doctor. Helping the wrestlers-you know the drill, Bry. Now, let's get packed. We leave tomorrow morning."
I sighed into Matt's shoulder. Wondering what was in store for me, my job, and me and Matt, I left Matt's arms to go make a few phone calls to the hospital.
After I told the hospital that I was leaving (they really didn't argue because I worked nights mostly), I went into my room to pack my stuff. My bags were packed in no time, some clothes coming from the clothes Jay brought back. I sat on my bed, not really doing anything, when Matt came in.
"I was wondering if I could finish what I started earlier." He said softly leaning against the door.
"Well, Matt, I need to tell you some stuff first." I patted the bed next to me. He sat, looking confused but thoughtful. "I've only had sex once, that was with Adam. I don't want to rush into sex in a relationship and I'm not."
"That's cool, I'll chill on the sex thing. I don't mind really. But tell me about you and Adam?" A evil grin crossed his face.
"Well, on my 18 birthday, I pulled Adam into my room-threw off my clothes and said 'Have me'. That's it."
"I am soo....." Matt started.
"So...nothing. You ain't going to do anything to Adam. If you know what's good for you." I folded my arms over my chest.
Matt tackled me to the bed and tickled me until tears fell off my face. Then, he just held me in his arms.
I felt safe with him. I could trust my life with him, my heart too. But, if anything happened to destroy my heart with him, I don't think I could live.
When we boarded the plane, I grabbed Matt's hand, hoping that he would help my fears of flying. He just smiled at me with an evil look on his face. I cocked my head at him before I took my seat near the window. Great!
"What?" I asked him.
"You're dating a Hardy Boy and you're scared of heights. I just find it kind of funny." He sat next to me, fixing mine and his seat belts.
I laid my head on his shoulder so I could sleep most of the trip. I was still awake when we started to take off and I grabbed Matt to keep that safe feeling that I always get with him. He smiled and wrapped his large arms around me. I finally fell asleep a few minutes later.
".... And thank you for flying United."
I woke up to Matt shaking my shoulders slightly. I yawned and pulled myself up. Adam put his arms around my waist as we got off the plane.
"You know, you drool in your sleep." He whispered in my ear.
"You snort." I fired back.
"Kids," Jay said in a parenting tone. "Not on the plane."
"Kiss my ass." I said as I glared at him.
"Wait." He said to me with an evil grin on his face.
We claimed our bags and made our way to get the rental cars. Jay, Adam, and I were in a black Ford Explorer and Jeff and Matt were in a silver Mustang. Jay wasn't too happy about this.
"Why the hell do you get the nice ass car?" He yelled when we were getting the automobiles.
"Because the Hardy Boyz rule and Edge and Christian suck!" Jeff said before Jay chased him around the parking lot.
"Do you agree with that?" Adam asked a laughing Matt.
"I don't know about your personal lives so if you do that type of stuff, that's cool...." Matt laughed out as Adam chased he too.
Poor little me was left to watch this funny but weird scene. A tall looking guy with long blonde hair walked up to me with a smirk on his face. I knew that he was HHH of the WWF.
"I'm Paul." He stuck his hand out for me to shack.
"I'm Bry." I shook his hand.
"So...what's up with them?" Nodding to the guys who were now play fighting.
"Something about sucking Hardyz and Edge and Christian." I shrugged my shoulders.
He laughed at my mixed up followings. I cocked my head at him, curious.
"Paul!" I heard. Stephanie was calling him from a very cool looking car. "We need to go."
"Nice to met you, Bry, and I'm sorry that you have to put up with those four." He smiled at me before he left.
"That was Paul?" Adam asked in an out of breath voice as he came over to me. I nodded at him, seeing how tired he and the others were. "We need to go."
When we got to the arena, I noticed how many fans there were. It looked like everyone was there at these gates. Jay helped me climb out of the car and get my medical bag. Adam was on his cell phone with someone.
"Are they always this loud?" I asked yelling over the screaming fans, holding my ears with my hands.
"You get use to it." He smiled as him and Adam walked into the arena as I waited on Matt and Jeff.
They showed up a minutes later, parking next to me. I smiled at Matt who was glaring at Jeff. I shook my head when Matt growled at his brother when he got out of the car.
"What'd he do this time?" I asked.
"He annoyed me that's all." Matt growled as he got his bags out of the back of the car.
"Yeah, I told him how good it felt to have you suck on my finger." Jeff said.
Matt shot his head up and began to chase Jeff around the parking lot. The fans went nuts and screamed for them. I smiled as I leaned against their car. Soon, they stopped and came back over to get their bags.
Matt put his arm around my waist as we walked in to the arena. I heard some of the female fans groan because he had a girlfriend but I knew that they would dream of get Matt anyway. Hell, I did for a long time, before I got him.
I sat at the trainer's table, bored out of my mind. Matt had told me to wait for him after the show so I can go with him to the hotel. I kind of freaked me out because I was sharing a room with him. Although, my heart knew that Matt would respect my feelings on sex and love making. But, maybe I'll give him something tonight.
"BOO!"
I screamed as large hands grabbed my sides. Jumping from my seat, I turned around to find Matt laughing his ass off at me. I punched his head.
"You jerk!" I screamed at him.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it." He snickered at me.
I glared at him as I grabbed my bag to leave.
Fans were screaming and yelling for Matt as we left. He looked at me, asking if it was cool to sign some autographs and take some pictures. I nodded my head at him. Personally, I wanted to see how he acted around his fans. I mean, I've seen Adam and Jay with their fans and they were great to them, but now I wanted to see my love...Matt with his fans.
Matt ran over and tons of girls screamed at him. He smiled at them, took pictures, answered questions, and signed posters until everyone had one. I thought it was sweet how he acted to his fans. Even this little baby girl who was dressed in a Hardy Boyz shirt. He picked her up and held her most of the time. It made me note that he would make a great dad someday.
When everyone had something from him, he walked back over to me, smiling. I smiled at him, wanting to kiss him for his great flair for his fans.
"What?" He said as he grabbed me by my waist, pulling me closer.
"I just saw a great side of you, Matt Hardy. The side that will never let down a fan or me." I throw my arms around his neck.
"Well, can I have a kiss for my 'great side'?"
I leaned in and pressed my lips to his. I heard the crowd boo and cheer and some said aaawww. It was hard not to laugh but Matt slid his tongue in my mouth. I moaned into him, pulling myself closer to him. His half-erect cock poked me in my navel. It was surprising but cool and scary. I pulled from him.
"Let's go to the motel. I think I have a surprise for you there."
"Calm down Matt." I laughed at him.
He grabbed my hair, forcing his lips on mine. It was such a passionate yet lustful kiss that it left us both breathless and panting.
I pulled his DX sweatshirt out of his pants, throwing it over his head and onto the floor. My hands roamed his chest and abs. Pulling my clothes off quickly, I laid down on the bed, waving Matt over to me. He ripped off his pants and boxers and climbed over to me.
At this point, I didn't want foreplay. I just wanted him. He slid on top of me, letting my hand slid down to his erect cock. With my legs wrapped around his waist, he eased into me slowly. I groaned from the little pain but the hell of a lot of pleasure.
My mind flashed back to when Adam and I had given each other our innocence. As Matt pumped slowly in and out of me, I felt that it was Adam's cock that made me moan like this. Harder, he pumped into me, making me moan with the climax that was coming. Faster and faster he stabbed into me, causing me to think that it was Adam. As my climax neared, I screamed out.
"Adam!"
Matt stopped quickly and looked at me like I was nuts. It hit me what I had done. Matt slid out of me, pulling his clothes on.
"Matt, I-" I couldn't even finish.
"Get your clothes on and get out, Bryanna." His voice was calm but hurting.
Tears trailed down my face and I stood up to get my clothes. Pulling them on my shacking body, I left.
"It looks like I am coming back to you Mark." I whispered as I passed by the arena on my way to the airport.
After I boarded the plane, I sent Mark an instant message:
You were right, Mark. I'm sorry for not believing you. Will you forgive me?
I was going back. That's all I knew at this point in my journey home. That life with Matt was not for me, I guess. But, why did I call out Adam's name? Why did I think about Adam and me? Who knows? Maybe, I'll have my answer, one day. But, right now, I have to face the man that was right about me coming back to him...Mark.