summary: after chris sneaks out of your room, matt sees him and they’ve both been distant since making your head spin in circles of why?? one night matt takes you out in his motorcycle for a ride ;)
warnings: hair pulling, fingering, nudity, p in v, public, creampie
i’m in my office working on figuring out who the fuck is after y/n when her guard knocks on my door. i open it and he tells me that she told him chris was going to her room my expression immediately changed
what the fuck is chris up to? i knew something happened at breakfast before i got there
i thank him for telling me and i made my way there. i turn the corner and to my surprise he’s right at the door “chris what are you doing?”
he stops and slowly turns his head to my direction where im walking towards him. “i-uh- i was just checking on y/n” he stuttered
im not buying it, they were too flirty earlier and she seemed perfectly fine to be sick. “really? you expect me to believe that” i catch up to him
“yeah, what i can’t check in on our gu-” before he can finish his sentence i grab him by the collar of his hoodie and push him up against the wall
“i told you-” i look him dead in the eye “-to stay the fuck away from her, she’s mine”
“alright alright dude-” he puts his hands up in a surrender “-let go of me” he shoved me, making me lose his grip
he fixed himself up giving me the side eye “asshole” he muttered under his breathe as he walked away. im not stupid, i know they just fucked i could smell it off of him
she seriously doesn’t listen
the past few days have been quite lonely i’d say. chris wasn’t really talking to me, during dinner he would barely look at me or if i asked him something he’d just give me short responses and leave the table as soon as he finished
matt hasn’t been talking to me either, the only times he does is when he updates me on the guys that are after me i kinda forgot that’s why im here anyway
it’s like im getting the cold shoulder from both of them, and i don’t like it. most of the day im either in the library, finding new clothes in my closet, or helping in the kitchen
matt continuously tells me i don’t have to but i insist. i love helping whenever i can and it keeps me occupied from boredom aswell as my overthinking
i cannot stop thinking of all the reasons why chris and matt aren’t talking to me
did matt do or say something to chris? does chris hate me? was i just used? is matt plotting my punishment for not taking his warning? am i still in danger from the auction people?
im quite literally losing my mind.
it’s been a week of this routine, and as much as im sick of constantly being ignored i can’t complain either. this house, this view, everything is beautiful. the scenery makes me feel like im in a movie
i try to remind myself to just be grateful that im here and alive thanks to matt. a few nights ago i found an empty journal in one of the drawers in my room, so i decided to write before i went to bed everyday
all my thoughts about matt, chris, these past few days, my time with their staff, the books i’ve read, just about anything to get my mind off things. and it worked like magic, i’d feel so relieved after
it’s around midnight when i got out of my bathroom after an everything shower. i had my pink robe on as i made my way to grab my journal, sit at the desk and start to jot down my feelings from today
about 30 minutes passed when my hand started to cramp, at the same time my eyes kept watering from how tired i was and my mouth could not stop yawning. so i took that as a sign to finally go to bed
i close the journal and make my way to my bed that feels like im sleeping on a cloud every night. that’s when i realize i don’t have anything under “shit- i forgot”
i think it over and decided to fuck it, imma go to sleep naked. i seriously couldn’t care less about it either. it’s not like anyone is going to stare at my bare body, imma be under a blanket anyway
i undo the tie at my waist and let it fall to the floor. i climb onto the bed.. the light tapping for the rain is so calming that i fall asleep immediately
i’m woken up by several loud bangs at the door. it’s two in the fucking morning, who the fuck would need me right now
i groan before i crawl out of bed, i scratch my eyes as i make my way to the door
“I’M COMING!” i yell, im so annoyed right now. i angrily open the door to see who the fuck woke me up from my peaceful slumber. my eyes widen as i see the man in front of me
he takes a sneak peak of me before meeting my eyes, my mouth open and closing trying to say something
“matt- wh-what are you doing?-” i pause and i recollect he just disturbed my sleep “-and why the fuck did you just wake me up at two in the fucking morning?!” i turn around to look at the clock on the wall
he smirks “looks like you came prepared sweetheart” he says as he looks at my body again. for the love of god why does he keep look- OH MY GOD
I DON’T HAVE ANY CLOTHES ON!! I COMPLETELY FORGOT
my face goes pale as i realize why he won’t stop checking me out. i panic and go behind the door to cover myself, even tho it’s pointless at this point
“you did not just see that okay?” my heart is racing, im so fucking embarrassed. but at the same time my legs started to squeeze together am i turned on by this?!
he chuckles a bit “as much as i love- well loved the view, i need you to put clothes on”
my face contorts “uh- why?”
“just do it” his lips are in a flatline, his eyes are so sharp that it feels like it’s stabbing me all over my body
“o-okay just give me five minutes” im about to close the door when he holds it firmly
“two minutes- now hurry up sweetheart” he closes the door
i rush to the closet to find something to throw on. my brain is in a fog, part of it is half asleep and part is racing thru answers of where the fuck matt wants to go at this hour
i put on a black camisole with sweatpants and a pair of converse as well as a sweater just in case it’s chilly outside
i open the door and shut it behind me but before i could say anything, he grabs my wrist and leads me “matt! where are we going??”
“no need for you to know” his voice is cold, shivers go down my body- or was it the wind that made an appearance once we were outside
i roll my eyes, he’s not telling me anything for gods sake so i’m starting to get annoyed. he starts to slow down as we make our way to a motorcycle, which my guess it’s his
he lets me go and goes to grab the helmet. he puts it on as he swings one of his legs over. he looks over at me and motions me “get in”
i cross my arms over my chest and dip my hip. im not gonna do anything if he doesn’t tell me where the fuck he’s taking me
he’s taken a back but tries to dismiss it, “it wasn’t a question sweetheart. get in. now”
his tone is stricter. his voice is horse and god was it hot but i’m too stubborn to fall that easily “no i won’t” i swing my hair to the side, trying to keep my composure
he’s getting mad, i can tell by the way he grips the handles as he stares at me “i’m gonna tell you one more time, get in or i’ll leave you out here in the cold”
my stomach folds, why the fuck is it doing that?! am i turned on by him demanding me?!! what the actual hell. it’s really hard to keep the act up when my body is betraying me so i give in
i exhale “fine” and hop in the back of his motorcycle but i don’t grab onto his waist. do i know that i could fly off if i don’t? yes. do i care right now tho? nope
“y/n you’re gonna have to hold on to me, you know that right” he turns his head over his shoulder to look at me
i look him dead in the eye “yeah i do and i don’t care” my hands make their way to the seat beneath me, luckily there’s enough for me to hold on to
matt says nothing and storms off. the sudden change made me gasp and grip onto my seat for dear life, it also doesn’t help that he’s going pretty fast
he goes over a speed bump which makes my body jump up and my arms subconsciously wrap around his waist. i don’t realize what i just did til three seconds later when i hear a small laugh coming from his mouth
this time i just let him win and don’t say anything
we get to the top of the mountains where you can see the city lights below. the view is outstanding, i could seriously stand here all night
matt turns off the bike but keeps his helmet on as he makes his way towards me where im looking out into the city. he grabs my chin and forces me to look at him, the sturniolo brothers love todo that don’t they?
“im gonna need you todo something for me, mkay?” he’s staring into my soul in a way that feels hypotonic so i nod
“you’re gonna let me use you however i want and you’re gonna take it, got it?”
holy shit, what did he just say? did he just say he’s gonna fuck me however he wants?! fuck my life- well quite literally because why is my pussy soaked already at the thought of being used by him
i try to form words but instead i slowly nod my head up and down
“words y/n” he’s losing his temper a bit, i reply with a verbal yes
“good girl” he takes off his helmet and in one swing he takes off my sweater and shirt, my tits bounce since i didn’t put a bra on. my nipples hardening as they make contact with the cold air
matt takes one in his mouth and runs the pads of his fingers over the other one making my head fall back, a moan leaving my lips as my hand gets tangled in his hair
we slowly walk towards the bike and my lower back slams into it as he takes another mouthful of my other tit. “mfhghm matt-” my hips start to roll into his hard rod but he stops my movements
“no, i do all the work” he makes a pop with his mouth as he hooks his fingers in my sweats and pulls them down. i yelp as he then pushes two of his fingers inside, the coldness of his rings making contact with my skin
“you’re soaked baby” he hisses then kisses my neck as he pumps his fingers in and out of me in a rhythm that makes my jaw fall slack
“aohhh- oh- oh my god- mfghhh mattttt”
he groans as he goes faster and starts to circle my clit at the same speed he’s fingering me. i moan so loud that i forgot we were in public, i hold onto the bike behind me for dear life as my legs start to shake
“matt mattt- oh my godddd i-im cominggg” my breathing is erratic as im embracing myself for the high but matt doesn’t say anything, instead he goes even faster
“OH-OHH MY FUCKK!! MATTTT” i scream at the top of my lungs as i come undone in his hand. my vision is blurry, my legs feel like jelly and my forehead is drenched
matt kneels down and strips his tongue up my slick wet folds to slurp my juices but i’m too sensitive that i wince “no- no matt too much”
“i said i’m gonna use you however i want so that means you don’t get to tell me when to stop” he looked up at me with his icy blue eyes as he takes another lick
he stands up “the safe word is red now turn around” which i obliged immediately. i hold onto the handles as i hear him pull down his pants
he takes his cock and slaps it on my ass for me to feel and holy shit is it big- but i don’t say anything just preparing myself for his big dick
“this is the only sturniolo dick you’ll ever have in you” before i could say anything he slams it in, the force making me jump forward and grip the handles even harder
“oh fuckckkkk” i’m a moaning mess, my walls are clenching onto his cock like it’s life depended on it
he holds onto my hips to keep me in place as he rails himself into my pussy “oh god you’re so fucking tight” he breathily said but his speed doesn’t stop, instead he goes faster making my eyes roll to the back of my head
he grabs a hold of my hair and he pulls me up, the different angle making him hit my g spot. i scream and moan his name as i feel the knot forming again
tears start to run down my cheeks “i-im go-gonna co-come a-againnn” he dumb dicked me to the point where i can’t form words properly but it only turns him on because he goes even faster
“yeah?-” he makes his way to circle my clit like a mad man “-come for me sweetheart. make a mess on this dick”
i scream before i come again for the second time that night. matt lets go of my hair as he rides out my high and chases his
he moans my name and then i feel his hot liquid paint my walls, he pulls out as i feel some of it drip down my legs. i can’t see straight, my body is trembling after having two orgasms back to back
i try to stand up straight but it’s barley any use. after a bit, i stablize my breathing. when i try to reach for my clothes matt chuckles and smirks “you think we’re done?”
i look at him with my eyes wide open “i can’t handle another org-” he doesn’t let me finish my sentence, like always, and pulls my wrist
next thing you know im riding his dick on the motorcycle chasing the third orgasm of the night
chapter 6 coming soon and possibly the last one ;)
authors note: i’m really really sorry for making you guys wait after that last chapter i feel terrible for it but hopefully this makes up for it ;) i was having a hard time in my life so nothing was coming to my mind for amore. the motorcycle scene was inspired by “sweet venom by rina kent” i HIGHLY recommend the series if you enjoyed this chapter tehehehhe
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