Ch 5— Moan out his name.

SAMANTHA

“Honey, I am so fucking happy for you!” Olly screamed the sound made my phone vibrate against my ear.

I rolled my eyes, why wouldn't he be so happy to hear that I was living with Matthew fucking Cruz when he had always wanted to hear more exclusive gist about Matt?

“Hey, stop making it sound like a big deal.” I huffed, pouting my lip. “I swear I'm only staying with Matt because my Dad asked me to. There's nothing more to this.” I added, biting on my bottom lip real hard.

The call dropped dead silent and it barely lasted for five seconds before Oliver chuckled softly which made me sink my teeth deeper into my bottom lip.

“Oh honey, Don’t be silly.” Olly scolded, I could imagine him rolling his eyes dramatically after his words. “It’s not a big deal now, but I can't tell if you would still be saying that after staying with the bad boy for a week.” he chuckled and I could feel my thoughts wandering back to earlier in the hallway.

I felt a rush of heat between my legs as the image of Matt, drenched with sweat flashed through my vision. I could feel my heart racing, and my pulse pounding in my ears. A wave of desire swept over me, and I struggled to control my body's reaction. I couldn't believe how just the thought of him could make me feel this way.

The sound of his commanding voice as he asked Lily to give him her back played over and over in my head, making me shiver. I pressed a hand to my thigh, trying to steady myself, but my body was on fire. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks as I remembered how Lily had obeyed his request. I couldn't get the scene out of my head.

I wished it was me who was in that locked room with Matt earlier. I would have dropped to my knees had he given me such commands.

I was lost in my thoughts that I didn't know Olly was still saying something until I heard him yell, “This is Matthew Cruz we were talking about. The boy with the ocean eyes. The school fuck boy. Gurl, do you know how many bitches would kill just to stay the night with Matt?” he screamed heartily, and I was glad he did because a moan escaped my mouth when I unconsciously pinched my nipple real hard.

"Honey? Are you okay?" Olly asked, his voice laced with concern. I immediately slapped a hand over my mouth, embarrassed that he could hear the noises I was making. I hadn't realized how loud I had been, lost in my thoughts. My face burned with shame, and I wanted to melt into the floor.

I moved the phone to my mouth and I let out a shaky breath before saying, “I gotta go. Bye.” I ended the call and tossed the phone away before he could say anything. I heard the phone crashed to the wall but I couldn't care less about it.

I was having a weird feeling between my legs, and the only name I could mumbled was “Matt” as I threw my head back and shut my eyes.

I fumbled with the buttons on my shirt, struggling to control my trembling hands. I could feel the heat building up inside me, and I squeezed my thighs together in a desperate attempt to rein it in. It was like a dam about to burst, and I knew I needed to do something to release the pressure.

I threw the shirt to the floor, leaving me clad in just my bra and skirt. I sat there, trembling, unsure of what I was doing. Suddenly, my fingers moved on their own accord, tracing my belly button up to my stomach and to my bra.

I felt a surge of adrenaline as I slipped my hand inside my bra, fondling my hard nipple, with my heart pounding in my chest. A moan escaped my lips as I imagined Matt's hands on me, touching me like I had dreamed about so many times before.

“Mmph!” a soft moan escaped my mouth, and my right hand moved up and wrapped tightly around my neck. My nails were scraping the flesh on my neck as I pinned myself to bed.

I moved my left hand away from my bra and slid it down to my thighs. Pulling my skirt up to my stomach.

“Humph!” I groaned, my left hand roamed around my thighs, my legs were trembling and I could feel the heat coming from my vagina as I pressed my thighs together, stopping my hand from going down to my pussy wall.

My breath was uneven and my eyes were shut tight as I tightened my grip around my neck, forcing myself to open my legs wide.

“Ahh!” a sharp cry escaped my mouth as the pain I was feeling down there overpowered the pleasure I was feeling.

My body felt like it was on fire, my skin burning with heat. My fingertips trembled as they grazed the skin of my thighs, the contact sending shivers through me. My breath quickened as I rocked my butt on the bed.

“Mmmph!” I cried out, a groan of pain escaping from my lips. My body twisted on the bed, balls of sweat rolling down my face and dampening my hair. I could feel my hair sticking to my face, my heart racing as I struggled to catch my breath.

“Hhmph! Matt!” I moaned out, my body tensed when I heard something drop to the floor and someone gasped “Christ”

I knew the sound wasn't from me, I flung my eyes open and adjusted on the bed, only to see Matt staring at me with eyes wide open.

My heart was racing, and I wasn't sure what to do. “Matt!” I gasped, grabbed my shirt and wrapped it around my chest. His eyes did not leave my chest even after I had covered my chest.

He threw his hand to his hair and groaned. “Fuck!”