It's been a long time coming, but here it is. Drop me a line and let me know what you think. No sex in this chapter, so if that's what you're looking for, try back later.
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Staci could barely move and she couldn't remember a time when she had felt so content waking up next to someone. She could feel Matt's nude body pressed up against hers, his hard cock poking her in the back. 'Matt really needs to put a leash on his morning wood,' Staci thought to herself. That thought was followed up by what she would have really liked to do with Matt's rock hard cock.
It was hard resisting the obvious sexual attraction that she had to Matt. His every movement spoke of sex to her and his smile, his laugh, the look he got in his eyes when he was hungry for her body, those called to her on a primal level. She wanted him.
Her eyes roamed over the planes of his body. She took delight in the way his muscles moved beneath his skin as he gathered her closer to him and rumbled contentedly in his sleep. Matthew Rosenbloom was definitely the kind of guy that she could get used to waking up next to. Part of her wanted to wake Matt up with a loving blowjob while the other wanted to roll him over, jump on his cock and ride him like there was no tomorrow. The decision was taken from her, though as Matt stretched himself out and rolled over on top of her.
"Morning, Ana."
Staci looked up at Matt, slightly startled because she had been so deep in her thoughts that she didn't even realize that he was awake. "Hey," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Matt chuckled and nuzzled closer to her, his lips brushing against her face lightly. "Are you being shy with me? You do realize that you are bare-assed naked beneath me right now, don't you? The time for being bashful has long passed."
Staci growled before pushing against his shoulders. Wasn't that always the way it went? Here she was, thinking of making love to the man and he had to wake up being a cocky asshole. She liked him much better when he was sleeping.
Matt just smiled down at her, his body keeping her in place. He loved the way Staci felt against him as she struggled, her lower body pressing against his manhood, her nipples brushing against him, her breasts being pushed into him repeatedly as she tried to arch her back for more leverage. He could stay here with his sweet Ana beneath him forever and say fuck the date. She would wear herself out eventually and then he could have his way with her. But what fun would that be? His Ana was at her best when she was being a spitfire, giving him attitude. He lowered his head and bit her shoulder as she squirmed.
The pride swelled, as did his cock, when Staci stiffened at the contact and he felt the wetness seeping from her core. So, his Ana liked that, did she? Matt stored that piece of information away for later. But, he hoped it wouldn't be too much later. "Once again, sweet Ana, you are in my arms and on your back. If I didn't know better, I would think that I was clairvoyant. And you didn't believe me..."
Matt watched, pleased with himself, as Staci's eyes glittered with her pent up anger at his comments. He loved the fire that burned deep inside her. It was one that invited him to be burned and it felt good to know that he could provoke that passion from her in a number of ways.
"Matthew, get your dumb ass off of me. I can't stand you when you're in one of your cocky moods. Like I told you before, you're lucky I even took the time to look at you. Now, move your ass. If you don't, I won't be responsible for the fallout, which may include the loss of your dick."
Matt just laughed, but he did shift his body so she wouldn't have such easy access to his manhood. "I've got you right where I want you, Ana. Why would I move? Look, I'll stop riling you up for now and we can talk about what we're going to do today instead. What do you say?"
Staci just sighed. It wasn't like she didn't enjoy Matt on top of her, so she agreed. But she wasn't going to let him think she was giving in. "Fine. But, if you get started again, I'm going to end it...And you won't like the way I do it."
Matt nodded and settled in against Staci's body, his larger form draped across her carefully, making sure he wouldn't crush her. He used her ample bosom as his pillow and sighed contentedly. "So how do you feel about the zoo after breakfast?"
Staci found herself luxuriating in the feel of his body on hers, though she fought hard not to notice how right it seemed. She ran a hand absently through his sandy locks, looking into Matt's eyes and watching as his eyes returned to their normal gray color from the bluish tint they took on when he was feeling amorous.
"Ana? Earth to Ana?"
Staci's eyes widened with the realization that she had been staring at the man, like she was in some kind of trance or something. Her mind had the worst timing. "What?"
"How do you feel about some food and then the zoo? I was thinking that maybe we could walk and talk, get to know each other better. And maybe I can convince you that I'm a nice guy, in fact, I won't stop until you're convinced that I'm the man that you've been waiting for."
Staci smiled down at Matt. "Oh yeah, and how do you know that?"
Matt's hand snuck up her body and rested on her left breast. "I just know. Don't you feel it here, like I do?"
Staci smirked. "No. I don't usually use my breasts as a gauge to determine if a man is the one for me or not."
Matt just shook his head. "I was thinking of looking a bit deeper inside of you, angel."
"Ohh...my heart." Staci felt a little dense at that moment, but who could blame her. Matt had been saying nothing but dirty things to her since she met him a few days ago. It was hard to think of him referring to anything in a non-sexual sense.
"I knew you were smart, Ana. Let your heart guide you and I'll do the same. But, right now, my stomach is doing the talking and it's telling me that I need some sustenance. How about you? Are you hungry?"
Staci nodded, not quite sure how to take his remark. Was Matt actually a sweetheart disguised as a smart-assed frat boy pussyhound? Although, she seemed to be the only pussy he was chasing at the moment, that didn't mean that he was thinking monogamy, per se. Staci wasn't even sure that what they had was going to last longer than a few weeks, but what she wanted for those weeks was a guarantee of sorts and she needed to hear the words. Staci took a deep breath and gathered her courage. She had to know for sure. "Are we going to be exclusive, Matt? I know you've talked about being a couple, but I want to know what that means to you."
Matt regarded her carefully, as if he wasn't sure what to think about her. "Here I go, giving you a compliment and there you are, making me rethink it. Anastacia Jones, I told you before that you are mine and that I am yours. I'm not really big on sharing, so you're just going to have to get used to the fact that I'm going to be the only man you're dating. I am the only man who will be bringing you pleasure, my name will be the only one you scream out while I do so, and I surely will be the only man looking at you in that bathing suit of yours."
Staci nodded again, relieved more than anything. She didn't want to assume anything, just in case, but she was glad to hear that Matt on the same page. She was still planning on taking things one day at a time and trying to keep her heart out of something that was so new until she knew exactly where Matt stood, but she definitely didn't want to share while she was figuring things out. "Ditto. I'm the only one that is welcome in your bed from now on, Matthew. If come in and find another frat whore crawling on your bed while we're together, I'm going straight Lorena Bobbitt on your ass."
Matt laughed while subconsciously cupping his privates. "Duly noted, Ana. That is a threat I won't soon forget. But, perhaps I should echo that with one of my own, though I believe OJ, allegedly, would be more appropriate as the person I'd imitate."