Forever's Not Supposed to End

Matthew's point of view

Two weeks later, and Hayley and I had been on several fun-fllled dates. I was always exhausted for the next day or two, but I didn't care. She was worth every second of it. She was on her way over and the guys were being difficult.

"So... what you're saying is... that us being here is cockblocking you?" said Dan slowly. Nathan snorted with laughter and Mateo just smirked.

"No," I sighed heavily.

"What I'm saying is, that Hayley is coming over in less than five minutes and if you don't all get out of here right now there's going to be serious hell to pay," I warned, even though they all knew that I didn't have anywhere near enough strength in my pathetically feeble body to make any of them pay any kind of hell.

"Aw guys, he's gonna try and get some. Our little man is all grown up," said Mateo, pretending to wipe away a tear.

"And she is hot," he added quickly.

"Who's hot?" came Hayley's voice from behind us.

I turned around. She was stood leaning in the kitchen doorway casually, wearing bright yellow skinny pants and a black tee-shirt, a studded belt just visible. Her eye-shadow was yellow today, and made her eyes really stand out.

"Just a girl," I said quickly, feeling my face turn red.

"You guys know I've been in the apartment for like ten minutes? And I heard you all talking about me?" she said, putting her hands on her hips.

"Well, hate to love you and leave you," said Dan, jumping to his feet.

"Yeah, have a great night you two," said Mateo, following suit.

"Gotta dash, you kids have a great night," smirked Nathan, patting me on the shoulder then following the guys through the kitchen, into the living room and out of the apartment.

I didn't speak until I heard the door close behind them.

"I am so sor-" I started, but was cut off by Hayley's lips pressing firmly to my own.

"I thought they'd never leave, so I had to come up with a plan to get them out," she said, pulling back after a few seconds.

I heard sniggering from the living room and peered around the door to see all three guys peeking over the top of the couch.

"OUT!" I yelled, pointing at the door.

They all hung their heads theatrically and dragged their feet as they sidled their way out of the apartment.

I walked over to the door and locked it, and put on the security chain, just for even more reassurance.

"I'm sorry, where were we?" I asked, wrapping my arms around Hayley's waist and kissing her cheek gently.

She giggled slightly and hugged me back.

"I was just giving you a proper hello," she smirked, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling my lips down to meet hers again.

This time I was ready for her, and immediately deepened the kiss. I felt her pushing me backwards until the backs of my legs hit the couch and I crumpled, falling backwards into it, her on top of me, but not once breaking our kiss.

My hands made their way to her hips as we made out, then slowly moving around onto her butt.

I felt her lips curl into a smirk.

"You have a really nice butt," I defended, squeezing it slightly, then kissing her again.

"You think?"

"Yeah. Like a really really nice butt. Maybe in the top ten butts I've ever felt," I smirked.

"I doubt you've even felt ten people's butts," she laughed.

"Oh. Now that was harsh. I'll have you know I did my fair share of butt-grabbing whilst I was in college. It usually ended in me getting slapped in the face, and Nathan sleeping with the girl, but hey, you don't win every time," I shrugged.

"You make your brother sound like quite the man slut," she giggled, flipping around and sitting down on my lap, my arms immediately wrapping around her waist.

"Um, maybe because he is?"

"He doesn't seem like it," she said, shaking her head.

"You've never seen him drunk. Dear god, what a show," I laughed, thinking of the last time I had seen Nathan properly wasted.

He'd got the four of us thrown out of a club for his insane behaviour.

"But. I don't want to talk about him, we're gonna watch a movie remember?" I prompted.

"I know. But can't we just make-out instead?" she said, turning to face me and doing her best puppy-dog eyes.

"What are you a teenager?" I laughed, kissing her forehead gently.

"Well, I am only just an adult," she said, reminding me of her age.

I struggled to believe Hayley was only twenty-two at times. I quite often forgot about the seven and a half year age gap between us.

"Let's watch a movie, come on, I picked us out a good one," I said, grabbing the remote from the coffee table and hitting the 'play' button.

"Aw, I just realized that when this came out, you were too young to go to the movies and watch it without an adult," I smirked and she playfully slapped my chest, making me poke my tongue out at her.

God, she made me dizzy, but in the best way possible. She brought out my playful, almost childish side, that hadn't been seen much recently.

She made me feel alive.

As the movie started she scooted off my lap and grabbed a blanket, pulling it over the two of us. I reached across, my right hand taking her left.

"Oh. I forgot, there's popcorn in the kitchen," I said, looking at her, hopeful that she would get up so I wouldn't have to.

"What kind?"

"Uh. Toffee. Is there any other kind?"

"You have a massive sweet-tooth," she laughed, getting up to get it.

She returned moments later with the bowl and sat down next to me, re-covering us with the blanket. I wasted no time in draping my arm around her shoulders, she curled into my shoulder and reached her hand up, taking mine. I smiled like an idiot to myself.

I loved how affectionate she was.

I had picked us out a funny movie, one of my favourites, because I loved her adorable little goofy laugh and I wanted to hear more of it.

She watched it intently, laughing at all the jokes. I however, was not remotely interested in the movie.

I had one hand under her shirt on her lower back, tracing small circles, slower and slower until I eventually stopped and started to trace her spine, ever so slowly running my thumb up and down it.

She shuddered and leaned in closer to me. I smirked against the top of her head.

A few minutes later she lay down, using my lap as a pillow. Her face was dangerously close to my crotch and I used every ounce of my self-control to not get aroused.

I rested my hand on her shoulder and her hand rested on my knee. I breathed out slowly, trying not to look down at her head in my lap, knowing the sight of it would get me so worked up I'd probably make an ass of myself and try to get her into my bed or something.

"You OK?" she asked quietly, twisting to look up at me.

"Mhm, great, yep," I said quickly.

She sat up and grabbed the remote, shutting off the movie.

"What's wrong?" she asked, looking at me like she thought something was seriously wrong.

"Nothing," I chuckled. "Just where your head was... was getting me all... flustered," I confessed, smirking slightly.

"Sorry," she said awkwardly, looking away.

"That's OK. I just figured you wouldn't want me like... sexually harassing you," I said, nervously chewing on my lip.

"You can harass me a little bit, I'll let you know when you gotta stop," she said, her eyes meeting mine again as she said it.

I pulled her so she was sitting on my lap and started to kiss her neck gently, using one hand to push her hair back from her face, the other settling on her thigh.

She tilted her head back, exposing more skin to me. I eagerly kissed down to her collarbone, her hands finding the back of my head as I did so, pressing gently, clearly liking what I was doing.

I chose a spot I liked and kissed it over and over, making her breathing quicken slightly.

"Matthew?" she whispered.

"Yeah?" I looked up quickly.

"Want to... want to go to your room?" she asked hesitantly, trailing her hand up and down my arm.

I smirked.

"Now who's the one doing the sexual harassment?" I chuckled as we stood up and I led her to my room by the hand.

Not that I had been planning anything, but I'd put fresh sheets on my bed, and it was actually made up neatly for once. Plus my room was actually clean. Must have been some kind of miracle.

"But you love it," she breathed in my ear as she walked past me and sat on the edge of the bed.

A shiver ran down my spine and I practically dived on her, regretting it instantly as my head gave a painful throb, but I didn't care.

As we made-out she rolled us over, so I was laying flat on my back with her on top of me, straddling my hips. I desperately wanted to buck upwards, to make her feel just how excited she'd got me, but I knew I needed to take things slowly, for myself and for her after everything she'd gone through with her ex.

Her hands started tugging at the bottom of my shirt and I lifted my shoulders, allowing her to pull it over my head. She started to kiss me again, then lightly bit on my bottom lip, making me gasp slightly before I could stop myself.

She giggled quietly and started to kiss my neck. My breath caught in my throat as she gently worked her way up and down my neck, her hands roaming my chest. My hands were both under the back of her shirt, loving the feeling of her smooth, flawless white skin. I was desperate to see it and not just feel it.

She bit down on my neck and I gripped her tightly, pulling her body down so it was completely pressed against mine. There was no doubt she now knew how hard I was.

She froze slightly.

"Just ignore it," I told her quietly.

I was completely shocked when her hands started going for my belt buckle.

"Hayley, don't, you don't have to do anything," I said, shaking my hand and trying to pull her hands away.

They were shaking slightly.

"This is all about you," I decided out loud, holding both her hands in my own.

Her green eyes looked up at mine curiously, questioning, without words, what I meant by what I had just said.

"I... I want to make you feel good," I said, trying not to sound nervous or awkward. It wasn't like I hadn't had plenty of sex before, it was that Hayley had a terrible past, and I wanted to make her trust me, before we tried to do that.

"Can I?" I asked, pulling at the hem of her black tee-shirt. She blinked slowly and nodded.

I kept the eye-contact as I slowly pulled off her shirt, throwing it aside once it was off.

"You're so beautiful," I said softly in her ear, running my hands up and down her sides, desperate to feel the newly exposed skin. Her skin was so soft, and it was as perfectly pale and flawless as I had imagined so many times.

I kissed her again, gently but passionately, as my hands settled on the back of her bra, either side of the clasp holding it in place.

One of her hands strayed down to my crotch and groped my roughly through the thick fabric of my jeans.

I bucked into her hand and gasped before I could stop myself. It had been a long time since anyone's hands had done that.

I felt her smirk against my lips at my reaction and I took that as a sign she was OK for me to continue. I undid her bra clumsily, amazed I'd even managed it at all.

She took sharp breath in and froze. I opened my eyes and looked at her. Her eyes were closed, she looked terrified.

"Hey, look at me?" I said, rolling us gently so we were laying on our sides, facing each other.

She opened her eyes slowly, they looked like they were full of tears.

"You're not ready for this, and I think we should stop, OK?" I said quietly, gently caressing her face.

"No. I am. I swear, I just... I need to be looking at you, I think," she said nodding slightly, her arms crossed over her chest, holding her now unclipped bra in place.

"Are you sure?" I asked again.

She nodded.

"Tell me to stop, just tell me," I said quietly, pulling her into a hug, kissing her neck again.

Her hands reached into the hug and pulled her bra off and threw it aside.

If it was even possible, my jeans got even tighter and more painful. I held her close, feeling her bare chest against mine. She pulled away slightly and I ran my hands down to her breasts. I groaned as I cupped them, I looked down at my hands on her body and practically whimpered.

"You're so wound up," she said, smirking slightly.

I just nodded wordlessly, my mouth hanging slightly open as I gently rubbed a nipple, making her shudder and gasp slightly.

I smirked and lowered my face before she could stop me, sucking the soft flesh onto my mouth.

I flicked my tongue over the sensitive skin and she gasped quietly again, her body tensing, hands going to the back of my head to keep my mouth where it was.

I continued what I was doing with my mouth as I undid her belt and pants, pulling them down, leaving her in a pair of black panties only. I looked up at her face, and ran my hand up the perfectly soft skin of her thigh.

Her hand quickly gripped mine and stopped it, her eyes snapping open.

"It's just me remember? Just keep watching me, don't forget who it is," I said quietly, kissing over the skin of her breasts and settling with my mouth on her other nipple, repeating what I had just done to the first and swirling my tongue around it.

Her eyes watching me were making me so painfully hard I couldn't concentrate on what I was doing. I pulled down my jeans and kicked them off, much more comfortable in just my boxers, though feeling slightly self-concious now.

Her eyes fixed on the bulge in the front of my boxers.

I removed my mouth for a moment.

"Like something you see?" I chuckled.

"I... I... maybe," she said, clearly starting to lose herself in the moment, exactly what I wanted her to do, so she'd forget about all the horrible things her ex had done to her.

"You maybe?" I smirked, running my hand up her thigh again, reaching her underwear, then running it back down. She didn't stop me, and her hands were now both roaming over my hand, lips attaching themselves to my neck, biting and sucking. I was sure she was going to leave a mark.

I couldn't have cared less if she covered every inch of my skin with Hickeys.

I ran my hand up and down her thigh a few more times before I started to tug on her last piece of clothing. She did nothing to stop me.

I couldn't help looking as I slowly pulled her underwear down and she kicked them off.

"Hayley," I moaned quietly as I took in her naked form for the first time. Just looking at her was enough to make me moan.

"You were totally planning this," I smirked, running a finger over the perfectly smooth area where her pubic hair should have been.

"Nu-uh, just cant deal with being hairy, it's gross," she said quickly, but pushing my hand away.

"I promise it'll feel good," I said, rubbing my hands up and down her sides.

Her eyes met mine for a few seconds and I could tell she was starting to trust me.

Not breaking the eye-contact, she took my left hand and guided it to between her legs, flinching slightly as I stopped it, barely half an inch from touching her. Oh how I wanted to touch her.

I removed my hand and stared at her.

"Do you want me to do this?" I asked her, giving her another chance to back out.

"Yes," she nodded, taking my hand and putting it back again.

Watching her face carefully, her hand gripping my arm ready to pull it away at any moment, I moved my hand the last tiny amount of distance and touched her.

I slipped my middle finger into her a small amount and her back arched slightly off the bed, but the way she had started biting her lip got me worried. I went to remove my hand and she stopped me.

"Don't stop. It feels good," she told me quietly, nodding.

Tentatively, I pushed my finger in the rest of the way, using my thumb to start rubbing her clit.

Her mouth dropped open slightly as I continued rubbing her, slowly wiggling my finger inside of her.

I couldn't help but imagine how incredible it would feel to plunge my cock into her overwhelmingly tight entrance. I reached down with my right hand and slipping it into my boxers, starting to stroke myself off slowly, hoping that wouldn't freak Hayley out too much.

She watched what I was doing with slightly wide eyes, an expression somewhere between lust and discomfort on her face.

I removed my finger from her and waited a moment before I pushed it back in, this time adding my first finger too.

She moaned quietly.

I smirked to myself as I worked her into a sweaty, panting mess using just my left hand.

"Don't stop," she whimpered as I removed my fingers.

"Just one second," I said, burying my face into the pillows and cursing my head for causing me pain at a time like this.

Her hand joining mine on my cock was enough to distract me from the pain.

The way her innocent eyes watched me was driving me crazy.

"Didn't I say this was all about you?" I warned, reluctantly pulling her hand away.

I pushed my two fingers back into her suddenly, and started to set up a rhythm, determined to give her as much pleasure as I could.

I wanted to take this so much further, but that could wait for next time.

Her hips were moving to meet every movement of my hand and she was letting out the most fucking enticing whimpering and moaning sounds.

Her hands yanked on my boxers, pulling them from my body and throwing them aside.

She took a firm grip on my cock and started to pump roughly, in time with my movements.

"Oh fuck," I muttered, my eyes slipping closed.

I wasn't going to fight her this time, I was too close, I was too desperate to finish.

I started to roughly kiss, bite and suck on her neck, leaving small marks as I worked my way down to her chest.

I started to suck on the soft flesh and she sped up the movements of her hand, causing me to speed up the pace I was fucking her with my fingers. She was gasping and whimpering, and I could tell she was close as I pressed on her clit with my thumb, hard, and she let out a cry of pleasure, bucking her hips, muscles tightening around my fingers.

I couldn't help but grin to myself, as she froze completely, lost in pleasure for a few brief moments.

It didn't take her long to snap out of it and climb on top of me, straddling my thighs, her right hand pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

"H-hayley, so g-good," I whimpered as I watched her hand moving rapidly along my cock.

"Just let go," she said, a slight smirk playing on her lips.

My hands gripped the sheets so tightly it was painful, and I bit down on my lip, closing my eyes and arching my back as I hit my climax, releasing all over her hand and my stomach.

I moaned loudly and my entire body tensed for a few moments, before I dropped back onto the bed, completely drained of all my energy, chest heaving, sweating, panting.

I lay perfectly still for a few seconds before I felt Hayley's lips on mine. I kissed her back gently and she pulled away, getting up off the bed and going to the bathroom to wash her hands.

I reached down and snatched up the towel I kept stashed under my bed for this exact purpose and used it to wipe off my stomach, my breath still catching slightly in my throat. I threw the towel into the corner of the room where I was building a pile of dirty laundry.

Not even bothering to put my boxers back on, I pulled the blankets over my body, exhaustion kicking in.

Hayley crawled back into the bed and I wrapped my arms around her still naked body.

"You gonna sleep naked?" she asked.

"Mhm," I mumbled sleepily.

"What if Nathan comes in?"

"He's seen it all before," I mumbled.

"But I'm still naked," she said, I could practically hear her smirking.

"He's seen a naked lady before," I said, gripping her waist tighter so she couldn't get away and put her clothes on. I wanted to feel her skin against mine.

"You're just so darn insistent," she chuckled, taking my hand in hers.

"If I had my way, you'd never wear clothes again, you're way too gorgeous to be hiding that body under clothes," I smirked, kissing the back of her neck.

"You're sweet," she sighed, turning onto her back slightly and resting her face against mine.

As much as I was trying desperately to stay awake, it was becoming more and more difficult. My head was starting to really ache and I knew I really needed to sleep.

"Thank you, for showing me I don't need to be afraid," she said quietly, smiling up at me.

"I should never have had to," I said sadly, giving her a small squeeze.

"Oh, and just to warn you, I really like you," I grinned.

"I really like you too," she smiled back.

I fell asleep with that big goofy smile on my face, Hayley cuddled close to me, her heart beating so close to mine.

I could happily have stayed in that moment forever.