Matthew took me home.
He’s not your typical man, he is a gentleman. Not to sound all Cinderella, but I had a curfew that night. I had to take my mother to the airport early in the morning. We had to leave the house by 3:00 am to get her to the airport for her international travels. Matthew got me home by 2 am, exactly when I said I needed to be home. I pulled an all-nighter, and Matthew went home to rest after our adventure. I wish I could’ve gone with him honestly, I would’ve if I didn’t have a prior commitment.
After our impromptu first date, our texts became flirty, scandalous, and exciting. You know how you get those spidey senses where your chocha (Puerto Rican slang) start to tingle? It was those kinds of texts. They were yummy and filled with cravings. I don’t know about you, but two writers wrapped in heavy chemistry make for the best teasing.
Our dates start to become a regular occurrence.
Our kisses became longer.
Our hands began to wonder.
Our hugs turned into cuddles.
Our tongues started to communicate.
Our conversations grew deep.
We went on many dates before we decided to have a sleepover. For the whole month, it was just us two running around the town. From movie dates to dinners, to lunch dates in the middle of the workweek. From Target runs to eating Crumbl cookies in the parking lot while taking a few hits for Mac Miller. Sharing unreleased Mac music was my favorite activity we did. From helping me bring in the cat food (for the colony of street cats that live in my backyard) to capturing one of those kitties for someone to love. From conversations about our short stories in our college days to conversations about our travel plans for the year.
It was such a breath of fresh air being able to be friends with someone like Matthew.
Our friendship was divine.
Our vibe is in sync.
Our connection was unmatched.
It was as if we were on the same wavelength. We were both on our healing journey. Single together. I could lean on him and, if needed, he could depend on me. It was a beneficial relationship; we are people, after all, humans that crave intimacy, company, and a listening ear. We are souls that desire connections, comfort, and peace. For some reason, our souls found each other and intertwined without us noticing. Now, who’s going to untangle our ties? They have strongly bonded that it’s hard to take out the knots with my own two hands.
This type of affiliation felt like our souls had known each other in our past life. It could’ve been the shrooms talking, but I truly believe I was placed in Matthew’s world to help balance his energetic wavelength. We were an open book with each other, and I never felt the need to omit or keep anything from him. I was comfortable telling him things I would normally only tell my best friends. His aura, mixed with his calm energy, allowed me to open up to him without feeling judged. Allowed me to showcase my unapologetic self. Allowed me to naturally talk without censoring.
Sleepover.
I had a couple of friends visiting from out of town that I was hosting. We wanted a girl’s night out and we did just that. Matthew was out in the city with his boys and I was out on the streets with my girls. It was the last night of the year, new years eve eve. We designated our sober driver and all I know is, what Shaggy sings, it wasn’t me.
I text Matthew to come crash our girl’s night and join in our shenanigans. He comes – alone. His look when he saw me in my tight blue crop top, ripped high-waisted jeans, and my hair all beach waved, pushed to the side, was priceless. His intoxicating blue eyes coated my body from head to toe, and he complimented me, ‘’Wow, you look so beautiful,” with his rose-blushed cheeks. He licked his lips, which were yearning for a kiss hello. Sharing eye gaze made for an ample kinesic conversion before he swiftly embraced me, hugging me with his arms around my waist, lifting just my heels off the floor.
I introduced him to the girls and he offered to buy us a few rounds of green tea shots. My sister and I returned the favor and bought him a few drinks. Matthew and I danced, took some shots, and would share glances from time to time. We snuck a few kisses when the girls weren’t looking. In those moments, our bodies pressed against each other making our thirst for one another peak. I continued to dance the night away with the girls and would sneak away to give Matthew some attention. However, he was just happy to be there and told me, “I love seeing you in your full element, I’m enjoying myself here.” I kissed him with my lathered-in Jameson lips and left him with a tease of the inevitable.
He walked us to our car. Our bodies begging not to separate, but we parted ways. He went home and the girls and I went to good-ole waffle house – we ordered to go. The girls and I got back to my house and set up to eat in our dining room like we were having a whole-ass family dinner at 3:30 in the morning.
Let me know when you get home (insert kissing emojis)
Just made it home
I’m thinking about kissing you rn
*Mmmm come hereeee
We just got home. (:
You left me wanting more.
Like I’m smiling like a fool right now.
I wish you came home with me!
Come get me.
(insert eye emoji)
Don’t tempt me! I’m only 20 minutes away.
I’m not kidding.
I loved dancing with you.
I’m seriously about to hop back in the car and kidnap you.
Please do.
I really want to hold you and kiss you some more.
If i come get you, can i bring you back to my place?
**Yes, a consent king**
Yes, im wide awake.
**It was 3:45am**
Okay, i can be at your place in 20 min
Okie dokie. (white heart emoji)
Otw
I run upstairs to clean myself up a little and change into comfy clothes. My girlfriends are confused and asked me what I was up to, I giggled and told them that Matthew was en route to get me. They all screamed in excitement, threw me some condoms, and told me to be safe y que vaya con Dios. To my ladies; I packed a toothbrush, fresh panties for the morning, a feminine wipe, threw deodorant into my purse, some perfume, and a fresh pair of socks. I was ready for his arrival.
Matthew called me to notify me that he was outside. He didn’t want to bother anyone this late… this early? **it was 4am** you decide. I said bye to the girlies and brought my happy ass outside, where Matthew was waiting outside his car to open my door. I kissed him hello and hopped into the passenger seat. He had music to vibe all the way back to his place… we were five minutes into the ride and his hands were glued to my thighs. We had the windows cracked to allow the smoke to fade out. We were giddy and the atmosphere was thick af.
We couldn’t wait to get back to his place. Matthew started to rub my thighs and separate them, unsticking them from one another. Running his fingers up and down my thighs and caressing my inner thighs ever so lightly, it slightly tickles, turning me on. I asked Matthew if I should just take my shorts off to be more efficient. Hehe before he could answer, my shorts were off and I was left with just an oversize tee shirt with my blue lace undies that matched his eyes. He glances at me at every stop sign and red light, continuing to tease me with his fingers. The closer we got to his place, the closer his fingers were reaching to what I was craving. ETA showed we were 7 minutes away… his left hand was on the steering wheel and his right hand lingering…shoving my panties to the side and slowly inserting, one..two fingers, coming out slowly – wet. Teasing me with a playful circular motion on my g-spot. I was on cloud 9 and Matthew’s sly grin faded into biting his bottom lip.
We parked. Matthew hastily unlocks his front door. Takes my hand and guides me to his bed.
We give his cats a quick lovely hello and I jump on the bed. Matthew follows, and we start playing twister, kissing and running our hands all over each other. I pull on his pants and demand him take them off. His jeans came off, his boxers next, and I pulled off his moss green crew neck. He asked, fully naked, if he could take my shirt and my panties off. I said it was unnecessary to ask but politely grabbed his arm to nudge him my way.
His lips on my body felt like a hot summer’s day. Matthew stuck his tongue out and sucked on my left earlobe, leaving me with the sound of his agile breathing. I could feel the goosebumps layering my skin as he continued to leave his ghost kisses where my neck meets my shoulder, while he adorned me with his sticky sweet honey-like kisses down my torso. Gripping my hips with his ivory hands, as his lips have a discussion with his favorite lips of mine. I can start feeling my body trembling with pure lust, letting out a moan of complete pleasure. My toes are curling and my back starts to arch. He places his hands on my stomach, anchoring me down as he spread my legs and didn’t come up for air. I start reaching for the sheets because my body feels so weak yet euphoric at the same time. I softly pull his dirty blonde hair to motion him to the next conversation because I cannot wait any longer for him to be inside of me. He ends with one last lick and a see you later kiss before meeting my brown eyes with his sea blues. Matthew asked me if it was okay to continue and I nodded yes (we love a consensual king here). He grabbed a condom from his nightstand – safety first. Naked in conversation, the first stroke leads me to a faint moan and a delightful whisper fuckkk, from Matthew. We were saturated in that late-night hunger and thirst for each other. He gently pulled out to continue to tease me but it backfired on him as I gripped him tightly. We were fighting the urge to finish versus staying longer. Our scents combined and his sheets were covered in our aroma. He flips me over and enters me from one of my favorite positions, finishing as he left me sweaty kisses on my lower back. Our moans were in sync and we let out giggles of satisfaction. The sun snuck in through the uncurtained windows showcasing me covered up in his sweat, my hair all over his bed, still feeling him everywhere. We kiss good morning and cuddle up as we continued our naked conversations, taking naps throughout the day.
What a way to end the year.
until next time,
EBarona
