My New Personal Assistant

##My New Personal Assistant: Chapter 34 - From The Flame

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#THOMAS

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I didn't even get to close the door when Matt started kissing my neck and licking it up to my ear.

He pressed me against the door, and I just looked at him. His eyes were glazed, and he was grinning. I smiled and let it just be.

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I took his head and kissed him while feeling his hands taking off my shirt. I let go of him and raised my arms. Matt grinned devilishly and used my shirt to tie my hands above my head. It wasn't tight at all, I could just pull it away, but it was the notion itself that made me look at him harshly.

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"What are you doing, Matt?"

"Hush. Just stay there. Please." He smiled, and I looked up at it.

I exhaled. "...Fine..."

He beamed and kissed me again before licking and kissing my neck and triceps and traveling to my pits.

I watched him.

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He roamed his hands all over my body and kissed my lips slowly again. Matt licked my nipples and kissed my chest. It felt nice. I watched him feast on my torso, all the time returning gently to kiss me and continue with his hands and mouth to cherish every part of me he could reach.

I moaned when he reached my belly button and pulled down my pants.

"Matt..."

He stood up and wobbled a little, bracing on the door behind me. He started laughing.

"Sorry, got dizzy."

I chuckled. He was so adorable now.

"Call me Matty." He looked at me like a puppy and gave me a soft peck. "I loved hearing you call me that."

"Brandon looked a bit shocked when I did so..."

Matt smirked. "Yeah. He was probably thinking, why didn't I punch you for that."

I raised my eyebrows.

"I was an angry kid the last time someone tried it." Matt gently bit my chin.

"Why?"

"My mom used to call me that."

I don't even know why my eyes watered, but I felt that I needed to blink to stop myself from tearing up.

"I didn't know..."

Matt shrugged his shoulders and smiled at me.

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"How much do you weigh, Tommy?"

I frowned... He had this mischievous spark in his eyes. How drunk is he?

Oh no...! He's going to lift me! "No!" I looked seriously at him.

"No?" Matt grinned playfully.

"Don't you dare, Matt!"

"Hmmm... Let's pretend..." he smirked cunningly and put my arms "tied" around his neck, "that you're tied up and cannot get out of it."

"Matt, you're drunk." I tried to reason with him.

He chuckled. "Yeah."

With that, he lowered himself slightly and took hold under my thighs as he lifted me.

I didn't know if I screamed out of fear or laughed out loud at how ridiculous this was. I believe it was something in between. I clung around his neck and, amused, waited for what he had in mind.

"190 pounds." I grinned. "You're not doing this ever again. Is that clear?"

"Can't hear you," Matt smirked and turned around.

I shook my head. Matt had built quite a lot of muscle in these past few months. Honestly, I loved it, but I didn't like being carried around.

Matt started moving, and I just let him, watching for the furniture and being conscious of whether he might fall.

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Matt carried me like this to my room and let me fall on my bed. He bent so my hands were still around his neck when my back touched the mattress.

I just laughed. I have no idea why; I just did. Matt grinned above me and leaned in to kiss me. I suppose I was affected by the fact that I had just woken up, and he was so fucking adorable right now that I just let him do whatever he wanted. He held my arms around his neck, and we made out like that for a long time.

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"What's your favorite song?"

"What?" I was still dazed from kissing him, yet he looked like an impish kid right now.

"Your favorite song."

"Why?"

I even came to terms with the possibility of being the one taken this time, and he started pecking me again on my face and neck, asking me about music???

"Pretty please."

I rolled my eyes and grinned. "From the Flame by Leprous."

He raised himself as if thinking.

"You into progressive music?"

"Yeah..." Pretty much the exact opposite of country music.

"I can do that."

"What can you do?"

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Didn't we want to have sex now...? What's happening within that chaotic man?!

Matt put my arms down and raised himself. "Come, come..."

"What?!" I wanted to have sex. What's happening here?!

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He pulled the shirt off my hands, raised me, and then ran away. I was staring after him, startled, laughing out loud, absolutely shocked, amazed, and most of all, confused. I stood up and followed him.

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I found him in the music room sitting on the armrest of the couch, his feet on the cushion with one of the electric guitars plugged in, headphones over his left ear, and jamming.

"What are you doing, Matt?"

He looked at me like a sad, cute puppy.

"Matty?"

I grinned. Damn it... he's the cute, adorable drunk... I just chuckled and sat on the couch facing him.

He played it. It wasn't perfect, but I could tell he was trying to play it.

"Do you have pen and paper?"

I just wordlessly stood up and gave him that from the cabinet.

Matt played the song from the start and started writing down chords on top of the backrest. I watched him in astonishment. He had most of it right... he was good!

I went to the cabinet and pulled out the printed notes to that song. I gave them to him.

He glowed. "Thanks!"

I just sat down and watched him play along to the song in his ear.

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I don't know for how long I watched him. I was totally mesmerized by him...

After minutes or hours, I don't know or care, Matt grinned and looked at me. He twitched his brow playfully. "You want to join me?"

I just smiled and sat behind the piano.

"You not taking the guitar?"

I smiled. "Trust me." I had been playing it on the piano so many times that I knew it now by heart.

He grinned. "Are we singing it as well?"

"Please, no."

I don't mind... well... I can stand hearing him sing a country song, but I can't sing that well, and, no offense, but Matt can't either, at least not to the level this song deserves, in my opinion.

Matt grinned. "Fine; in that case, I hope you can keep up with the original."

"That I can keep up?! Just play it. You show off!"

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Matt smirked and put his phone on speaker.

"Plug it there." I pointed to the sound system.

He did and looked at me. "Ready?"

I nodded with a grin.

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With that, I started playing the piano, and he was on electric guitar, playing along as we were listening to the song from the speakers.

I didn't even have time to think about what devastating consequences this could have as I was so elated by everything happening. I surrendered my favorite song to this man and, at that moment, just let go completely.

By the end, I looked into his eyes with a dreamy smile. I knew that I'd regret this tomorrow, but tonight, I just felt drunk from his childishness and joy.

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The song ended, and Matt played the last few chords, just sitting there looking at me with love. I stood up and walked to him as he laid down the guitar. I took his head in my hands and straddled him, kissing him with everything I had. Tomorrow I'll worry. Tonight I want to be drunk on him.

Matt held me tight and kissed my neck while I pulled on his shirt.

He laid down with a smile and took my wrists gently.

"Buttons, Tommy, please."

I grinned and unbuttoned his shirt while he watched me. I lowered myself and kissed his chest, sliding it down his arms and letting it fall on the floor. Matt pulled my face up and kissed me tenderly, caressing the hair on the back of my head.

"Let me love you, Tommy, please."

I smiled and nodded. "Love me."

He smiled and kissed me again.

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I opened his pants and took them off with his briefs and socks.

We stayed there like that looking at each other with smiles.

How many times will I make love to this man until it splits me open?

I came to him and sat down, brushing his hair back. Matt took my cheek into his palm and leaned over to kiss me. Just like that night in the apartment, we abandoned all aggression and only cherished each other.

He tilted my head gently and kissed my neck. He kissed the vein, and I felt it again as my whole body tingled. I moaned, not even stopping myself now. This emotional rollercoaster was taking a significant toll on me.

Matt smiled and pulled me onto his body, kissing and hugging me, spreading his legs around my hips and humping our cocks against each other. I loved how my chest felt against his, how those strong legs held tight around me, and I didn't even want to let go of him, but I couldn't just dive into him dry like this.

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I tried to move lower to get down on him, but he stopped me.

"Matty... I'll come back, but I want to eat you before I get inside."

"No, just stay here with me."

I chuckled. "I'm not going anywhere, baby."

"Just take me like this." He held me tight to him as if I'd disappear if he let go. I could understand that feeling, but this was not the way I wanted to live my life... hurting each other and then loving each other, holding tight, afraid to let go and rather suffer... I looked at him and wrapped my arms around his upper back.

"Matty, look at me."

He blinked and really looked into my eyes. I was right. He was sad and afraid of losing me. Losing this moment...

"I love you."

He blinked and blushed.

"Let me do this right. I'm here."

Matt nodded and let go of his grip. I didn't even realize how tight he was squeezing me until my back could move and stretch above him. He left his hands on my lower back and watched me with a smile.

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I kissed his lips and nose, making him shut his eyes, and I kissed his eyelids.

"I'm here."

He nodded, and I leaned to his neck, kissing and licking the skin behind his ear, traveling down onto his shoulder and hard pecs. How much I loved what he did with his body in these months. He was always stocky, but he was now as if carved in stone. His pecs were firm, and I loved licking those little dark nipples, making him moan above me, and feeling his hands on my neck and the back of my head.

I trailed the ridges of his six-pack, wrapped my hands below his lower back, and pulled him slightly higher, kissing his stomach and licking his belly button, feeling the fuzzy hair on my tongue.

Matt moaned above me, and when I looked, I realized he never took his eyes off me. He watched me sink onto his pubes as I took his cock in my hand and then licked it along the length.

I let the smooth velvet skin glide over my tongue, and his hands rubbed my face and hair while I started licking and sucking it, feeling him grow in my mouth.

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I bottomed on it and slowly bobbed my head up and down, feeling him shiver.

"Tommy, please... Just come back here and make love to me."

I stopped and watched the longing in him... just who is this man...? How can one understand him...?

I raised myself off him and decided to grant him his wish.

But I will not be taking him dry... I'll be so regretting this tomorrow... fuck it!

I kissed him. "Wait here. I'll be back."

"No..."

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He turned after me as I walked into the dungeon and took the lubricant. I'll be cleaning that off the couch tomorrow, swearing at myself the whole time. My inner rant lasted only up to the point where I turned and saw him lying there. Fuck this all...

I came to him and dove into his lips, lying on top of him and smearing the lube on his crack while I kissed him like I hadn't kissed anyone before. I held his head with one hand while I pushed two fingers inside him and prepared him for me... I just couldn't stop kissing him at this point.

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There was no talk. We just kissed and stared at each other as I wetted my cock and pushed his leg wider.

"Let me in, Matty."

Matt pushed against me, and I slid inside, hearing his moan in my mouth.

We moved slowly, just kissing, entangled, desperate for the closure of the other. I wanted to merge with his body completely, just fall into his, starting at our chest until we would become a single being. I was delirious and overwhelmed with everything.

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We moved sensually, and our bodies became softer and more sensitive.

"Tommy?"

"Yes?" I looked at him.

"Can I?"

I looked where he pointed. Lubricant... "Okay." I nodded lightly, and he reached for it while I moved inside him.

I kissed him when his fingers started moving around my crack and rubbing it, gently pushing in while I was still thrusting into him in steady slow motion.

He bent to be able to reach more and managed to insert the tips of his fingers into my hole. I hissed, but the uncomfortable cold shiver changed with each breath of his on my pec, and soon I just enjoyed it. I pulled him closer and sank into him completely, giving him the best possible access, but I think he didn't think it through. What he tried is not as easy as one may imagine.

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"Baby, let me." I kissed his forehead and joined his fingers in, not realizing that he would not remove his.

I dove into his neck with a scream as I began to shake. He looked at me, but I couldn't comprehend what was happening now. The smooth, wet tightness of his hole, my fingertips brushing against my prostate while his knuckles were still in, spreading my ring. His hot breath on my body, his hair on my skin, everything all at once sent me somewhere I had never been when his tongue found my neck and sucked on it in the way he knew was making me absolutely insane.

I fell over the edge that I didn't see coming and screamed in absolute bliss, seemingly for hours...

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I came to, and his hands were now on my back, his lips on my neck, and he cradled me while I filled him with my cum... What was happening?

I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his lips with devotion.

Matt looked at me, and I smiled.

"You said you wanted to wake up one day next to me, filled with my cum."

"Knowing that mine is in you." He grinned.

I pulled out and rolled onto my back with him in my arms. He smiled and kissed me, slowly inserting his throbbing cock.

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The armrest was right behind my lower back, but neither of us wanted to adjust, so we pretty much did it sitting up. I held his head in my hands the whole time, looking into his eyes, and let him kiss my neck and earlobes, dashing on my lips and holding me close as we brought him to his edge.

"Tommy!!!"

I don't know if I ever heard sweeter sounds than when he moaned my name in the bliss of climax. I held him tight on my chest and let him fill me.

Matt looked up at me and kissed me, laying me down with him again on the couch...

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We made love in this room, cherishing each other as if we loved each atom of our bodies and souls. I didn't want to think about anything else now. I wanted to feel this. What I felt at that moment was more than I ever had, and I knew I'd sacrifice everything for this fragment of time between us.

We lay on the couch, entangled together as if lovers. We kissed and laughed, caressing each other in the afterglow. Each of us was filled with the seed of the other.

I hid my head in his neck and breathed him in. This man is either the best or the worst thing that could ever happen to me, and only time will show which one it will be...

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"You play really well."

"You seem surprised by that."

"No... Well... Just a little. I mean, you're REALLY good."

"You have the right instrument here. For example, on that thing," he pointed to the piano, "I could maybe play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star if you showed me what keys to press."

I chuckled. "Why guitar, then?"

"My mom used to play it. She taught me. When I was in the hideout, I played all the time. It was even our go-to lie if someone saw me there. I told them that I was practicing there and that Mom was working nearby. They called her a few times to see whether I was telling the truth, and she came every time, and after that, they just believed me. Some even came to listen to me occasionally, and this one nice old lady was bringing me cookies when she came. I just couldn't play at night, of course."

I nodded and kissed his temple. Matt smiled. I think he was pretty much sober by this point. I could see, however, that he was tired.

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"I have one guitar at home that I cherish more than anything. It was hers. I know that if I had to choose between my company and that guitar, I'd just build a new one. I wanted to bring it here, but I forgot about it because I was drunk and just telling Brandon about everything."

He squeezed me tight and buried his head in my neck, kissing it lightly.

"Everything?"

"Yeah. He was a bit concerned, especially after I told him about what Owen said, but he likes you and even asked me not to break your heart."

I scoffed. I don't think that could be helped now anyway. But I decided to stay silent and kissed him. What's the point of repeating that all the time?

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"Can I sleep with you tonight?"

I looked at him. "Sure."

We left his clothes there and went upstairs to my bed, slowly falling asleep in the embrace.

"Matty?"

"Yes?" He looked at me with sleepy eyes.

"Please don't break my heart." I felt like a completely different person. I still wasn't sure if I liked it, though.

Matt pulled me closer. "Please don't break mine again." He smiled tenderly.

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We're doomed... I fell asleep holding him on my chest.

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