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Off limits p. 2 - Matt Sturniolo

Part 1 here

Pairing: older sisters bf!Matt x innocent!reader

Summary: You’ve always had a small crush on your sister’s boyfriend. But you never acted on it, not until this summer, after you found out some things that changed everything.

Warnings: long plot?, cheating (I don’t condone cheating this is all fiction), teasing, age gap (Matt is 22 reader 18), virgin!reader, oral, lowkey mean!sister, kissing, fingering, pet names, clit spanking, “just the tip”, outercourse sex, p in v, virginity loss, sneaking around, unprotected sex, etc…

You should regret it.

You really should.

He’s not just anyone…he’s your sister’s boyfriend. Completely off limits. The one person you were never supposed to want, let alone touch. But the way he looked at you… it’s burned into your memory. The softness in his eyes, the way his voice dropped when he said your name, the way his lips felt against yours, and the way his hands moved across your skin, all of it plays on a loop in your head as you lie awake in bed. You barely slept. Every time you closed your eyes, it came back. Not just what happened… but that you didn’t pull away.

You wake up to soft light spilling into your room. The events from last night swirl in your mind, making it hard to settle. Your throat feels dry, and your stomach twists nervously.

After a few deep breaths, you push yourself out of bed and quietly make your way downstairs, hoping a bit of normalcy will calm your racing thoughts.

As you reach the kitchen, you freeze at the doorway.

Matt and your sister are there, sitting close together at the table. Your sister’s hand rests gently on Matt’s arm, her tone unusually sweet as she says, “Hey, good morning! Look, we’re all good now.” She leans in and leaves a small kiss on Matt’s cheek.

Matt nods once, his face is serious, almost cold, and he quickly looks away. He doesn’t say a word, not meeting your sister’s gaze or yours.

You force a small smile, stepping fully into the room, though the air feels thick and hard to breathe. “Morning,” you mumble, reaching for a glass of water just to give yourself something to do. You can feel Matt’s eyes on you for a split second before he looks away again.

Your sister doesn’t seem to notice the tension. She’s all smiles, too cheerful. “I was thinking we could go to the lake later,” she says. “Take the boat out. It’ll be fun.”

You shake your head lightly. “I’m not really in the mood, you guys can go, I'll just stay here.”

Matt sets his coffee down. “Same. I’m not feeling it either.”

Your sister lets out an exaggerated sigh. “Ugh, you two are so boring,” she mutters with a half-laugh, trying to brush off the tension.

Matt doesn’t respond. You don’t either.

Whatever she thought this sweet morning act would fix… clearly didn’t.

Your sister rolls her eyes, crossing her arms. “Ugh, fine.” She scoffs. “Some of my friends are staying at a cabin nearby. I’ll go hang out with them, at least they actually want to spend time with me.”

She stands up and heads to her room to get ready.

The house suddenly feels emptier without her. The silence settles heavy around you, making everything feel colder, more tense.

Later, Matt finds you alone in the living room. He hesitates for a moment, then sits down next to you.

“Can we talk?” he asks quietly.

Before you can answer. Your sister walks in, eyes narrowing as she sees you two sitting close.

“Are you sure you don’t wanna come with us?” she asks Matt.

Matt's jaw tightens slightly at her question, his eyes flickering between you and your sister. "Nah, I'm actually not feeling great today," he says, his voice flat, maintaining his serious expression.

Your sister lingers, watching the space between you two. Her smile fades slightly. “Right…” The silence stretches. Her eyes narrow, just for a second. “Have fun doing nothing,” she says, voice clipped. Then she turns and disappears down the hall, her door slamming shut a second later.

The slam of her door leaves a hollow silence behind.

You and Matt just sit there. Neither of you says a word. The quiet stretches on, heavy and uncomfortable. You shift slightly in your seat, fingers fidgeting with the hem of your sleeve. Matt stares straight ahead, jaw tense, leg bouncing.

It’s awkward. So much happened last night.

You finally break the silence.

“So… everything’s good with you guys now?”

Your voice is soft, but the question hangs sharp in the air. You don’t look at him when you ask it. You can’t.

Matt doesn’t answer right away. His jaw is locked tight. He stares straight ahead, like he’s trying to find the right words, or maybe just trying not to say the wrong ones.

Finally, he exhales, slow and shaky.

“No,” he says quietly. Then, after a beat, “That’s what she thinks.”

You nod slowly, unsure what to say. Your fingers keep fidgeting in your lap, and the silence between you feels too tight to breathe through.

Matt leans back slightly, dragging a hand through his hair. “She woke up this morning acting like everything was fixed,” he mutters, almost to himself.

You glance over at him. “And you just… went along with it?”

His eyes finally meet yours. “What was I supposed to do? I didn’t want to start another fight.” He shakes his head. “I didn’t forgive her. I just didn’t want to make a scene. Especially not with you there.”

You look away again, heart pounding harder than it should.

He sighs, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s complicated.”

You look at him, curious and a little frustrated. “Then why are you still with her? Why don’t you just break up?”

Matt’s eyes flicker with something unreadable. “If I break up with her now… it means I have to leave the cabin and go home.” He pauses, then adds quietly, “And I wouldn’t get to see you.”

The words hang heavy between you. You don’t know what to say next.

You look away, suddenly unsure what to do with your hands. “Matt…” you start, voice soft. “She’s your girlfriend. My sister. This is… it’s wrong.”

Matt leans forward, elbows on his knees, hands clasped tightly together. “I know,” he says, voice low but urgent. “I know it’s wrong.” He pauses, looking down at his hands before meeting your gaze again. “But I can’t stop thinking about you.”

His confession hangs heavy between you, the words thick with implication. You swallow hard, heart pounding in your chest. You should say something,anything… but the words stick in your throat. Matt leans closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. “You’re the only thing I want right now. Not her.”

You shake your head slightly, eyes stinging. “Don’t say that,” you whisper, even though part of you aches to hear it again.

Matt’s voice drops lower, filled with a rough edge. “I can’t stop thinking about last night.”

His words hang heavy in the air, stirring everything you’re trying to push down.

You swallow hard, cheeks burning. Your voice is soft, almost shaky. “Last night… it shouldn’t have happened.”

Matt’s eyes search yours, a small, teasing smirk tugging at his lips. “Did you like it?” he asks quietly, his tone both playful and serious.

Your heart skips a beat. You hesitate, then nod barely noticeable, your breath catching in your throat.

Matt watches you closely, his smirk widening slightly. “Did you like my mouth between your legs?” His voice is low, almost unrecognizable, like he’s testing your reaction. Your cheeks burn hotter. You press your thighs together tightly.

"Did you like my fingers inside you?" He whispers the words directly into your ear, his breath hot against your skin. His hand moves to your thigh squeezing gently. "Because I loved it." His thumb traces patterns on your leg through your dress. "So much."

You whisper hoarsely, "Matt... stop." But your body betrays you by leaning into his touch instead of pulling away. Your hand covers his on your thigh, pushing it away slightly. Your eyes meet his intensely "This is wrong..." You remind him weakly.

Matt watches your body language carefully, how you push his hand away but spread your thighs slightly wider. He smirks slightly, knowing your denial doesn't match your actions. "You always say that," he mutters softly.

Your hand still rests lightly over his, not fully pushing him away anymore, but not pulling him closer either. Your breath trembles as you speak, voice barely above a whisper.

“What if… what if my sister finds out?”

The question hangs between you like a warning. Heavy. Real. The heat of the moment suddenly cooled by fear and guilt.

Matt’s eyes stay on yours, something unreadable flickering in them. He doesn’t answer right away.

Your question lingers in the silence, and when Matt doesn’t respond right away, something shifts inside you.

You slowly stand up, pulling your hand away from his. “I should go to my room,” you say softly, avoiding his eyes. Your voice wavers just enough to give you away.

The floor creaks under your steps. You feel his eyes on your back, but he doesn’t follow.

Matt stays there, alone in the quiet room, sinking back into the couch. He runs a hand down his face, mind racing.

Time passes. The house stays still, heavy with everything unsaid.

Then, the front door opens. Footsteps echo down the hallway.

Your sister’s voice calls out casually, “I’m back!”

Her footsteps head straight down the hall. A moment later, you hear her door open.

She’s back in the room with Matt.

You lie still in your bed.

Muted voices come from the other room. You can’t make out words, just the low murmur of your sister talking, and Matt answering every now and then, his voice quieter, duller.

You imagine her trying to cuddle up next to him, laughing, acting like everything’s normal.

Time drags. The house goes quiet again.

You’re just about to turn off your lamp to go to sleep when the door creaks open.

Matt steps in, quietly closing it behind him. His hair’s a mess, his face unreadable in the low light. He stands there for a second like he’s not sure what to say.

“Matt? What are you doing here?’ You ask in a whispering voice not wanting your sister to hear you.

"Shh," he whispers back, taking a careful step closer. His voice is thick with something you can't quite place - desire, regret, maybe both. "I can't fucking sleep knowing you're in here, next door." He runs a hand through his hair roughly, standing at the foot of your bed.

You swallow hard, watching him stand there in the moonlight streaming through your window. You're only wearing a thin tank top and shorts, your hair down and messy from sleep. Matt swallows hard too, watching you watch him. He takes another step closer. "Can I..." He pauses, clearing his throat.

You bite your lip, looking up at him through your lashes. "I… I don't know if it's a good idea." You whisper softly, pulling the covers up slightly to hide your body's reaction to him being here like this.

Matt nods slowly, like he expected that answer. But he doesn't leave. Instead, he takes another step closer until he's right at the edge of your bed. "I know," he whispers back softly. His eyes drop to where the blankets cover your chest briefly before snapping back up to your face.

Without another word, Matt carefully climbs into bed with you. He slides in behind you, pulling the blankets up over both of you. He's careful not to touch you, keeping a small gap between your bodies. But he's there. In your bed. His warmth seeping into your back despite the distance.

Matt leans in slowly, his breath warm on your neck. He pauses for a moment, giving you time to pull away if you want to. But you don't move. He takes that as a silent invitation and presses his lips gently against your neck, just below your ear.

His hand comes up to rest on your hip possessively as he kisses your neck again, this time opening his mouth slightly to suck gently. His fingers dig into your hip bone almost painfully. "Fuck..."

Matt's other hand reaches up to tangle in your hair, tilting your head to the side to give him better access to your neck. He starts to leave a trail of sucking kisses down your neck, his breathing growing heavier with each one.

Without warning, he turns you onto your back and captures your mouth with his, kissing you fiercely. His hand moves from your hip to your waist, pulling you closer. The kiss is deep, passionate, the kind of kiss that makes you forget everything else.

He breaks the kiss to trail his lips down your jaw and neck again, his hands roaming over your body under the covers. His hand moves down to your tiny shorts, teasing you through the fabric. “Fuck, you’re not wearing any panties.”

You gasp softly at the sensation of his fingers pressing against you through your shorts. "Matt... we shouldn't," you whisper breathlessly, but your body arches into his touch despite your words.

Matt ignores your protest, his fingers hooking into the waistband of your shorts and pulling them down in one swift motion. "Shh," he whispers against your ear, "You just gotta be quiet. She can't hear us… If you make any sound I’ll stop."

Matt's fingers find your center, slipping between your folds easily. He groans at how wet you already are. "Fuck, you're soaking." He starts to rub you slowly, his thumb pressing against your clit. His other hand covers your mouth, muffling any sounds that try to escape.

You bite down on his hand to keep from moaning as he adds a finger inside you, pumping it in and out slowly while his thumb circles your clit. He adds another finger, stretching you open as he kisses your neck harshly to distract you from any noise. "Shh..." He warns again.

His voice drops to a husky whisper near your ear, "You remember how good my mouth felt between your legs last time? Should I kiss you there again? Should I lick your sweet little pussy until you come all over my face?" He continues moving his fingers inside you while speaking, driving you crazy.

You whimper against his hand, your body shaking with need. You nod vigorously, your eyes pleading with him to do exactly as he suggested.

“But you gotta stay quiet, okay? You can’t make any noise.” Matt smirks against your neck before suddenly removing his fingers and sliding down between your thighs. He pushes your legs apart roughly but quietly before burying his face between them.

He starts licking you slowly, his tongue flat against your folds. He tastes you thoroughly, savoring the sweetness of your juices. His hands grip your thighs tightly, keeping your legs open as he eats you out like a starving man.

You try to keep quiet but your body betrays you when he finds your clit with his tongue and starts sucking it gently while flicking it rapidly. Your hands fly up to cover your mouth as muffled whimpers escape despite yourself.

Matt's muffled groans vibrate against you as he continues eating you out hungrily - licking, sucking, gently until suddenly two fingers enter you again while his tongue stays focused on your clit." Keep quiet baby," he whispers against you between licks."Don't wanna wake her up."

Your body tenses and shakes as he finger fucks you slowly while sucking and licking your clit. You bite down hard on your hand to keep from screaming out as the pleasure builds and builds. Tears start to stream down your face from the effort of staying quiet. But you can’t, some soft moans escape your mouth.

Matt pauses for a moment, looking up at you with a stern expression. Without warning, he slaps his wet fingers against your clit, making you jump and gasp in shock feeling a bit of pain and pleasure. “I told you to stay quiet, didn't I?”

He goes back to eating you out with renewed intensity, his fingers curling up inside you to hit that sensitive spot. Every few seconds, he pauses to slap your clit with his wet fingers or bites down gently, making you squeak and bite down harder on your hand. “Fuck, you’re so wet.”

"Look at you," he whispers against your thigh, before licking up your arousal that's dripping down. "Dying to come while trying to stay quiet. Is it turning you on more that we could get caught by your sister?" He pushes his fingers deeper inside you, curling them perfectly.

You throw your head back against the pillow, tears streaming down your face from both pleasure and the strain of staying silent. Matt's words and actions push you closer to the edge.

"Come for me baby," he whispers against your clit before sucking it hard into his mouth again. His fingers pump faster inside you while he uses his tongue expertly on that sensitive spot. "Let go," he commands softly.

Your body obeys his command, your orgasm crashing over you in waves. Your hips buck against his face as you come hard, your muffled screams turning into choked sobs. Your body shakes slightly as he continues to lick and suck your clit gently through your orgasm.

As the last waves of your orgasm subside, Matt slowly pulls his fingers out of you and wipes his face with the back of his hand. He gives you a smug smile, clearly pleased with himself. "That's a good girl," he whispers before leaning in to kiss you deeply.

He kisses you deeply, letting you taste your own sweetness on his lips. He pulls back slightly, his eyes locked onto yours. "You did so well staying quiet," he says softly, running a hand through your hair. Then he takes off his pants, letting out his hard cock.

You get a bit nervous as you see his cock for the first time. “Matt…”

"Shh, it's okay," Matt interrupts you softly, his hand coming up to cup your cheek. "I know you’re a virgin… just let me rub against you, okay? I don’t have to put it in.”

You swallow hard, nodding softly. Matt smirks slightly, clearly pleased with your trust. "Just spread your legs for me baby," he guides your legs apart gently. He settles between them, his hard length resting against your soaking wet folds without entering you. He starts to grind against you slowly, his length sliding between your lips and hitting your clit with each motion. "Fuck…"

He keeps grinding against you slowly, his cock sliding between your wet folds and hitting your clit with each thrust. The head of his cock hits your entrance but doesn't push in, just teasing you. He reaches down and spreads your legs wider apart to get better access, making soft groans in your ear.

You let out a soft whimper as he hits your clit perfectly with each grind. Your hands grip his arms tightly. "Matt... it feels so good," you whisper quietly, your hips starting to move slightly against him instinctively. He kisses you deeply to muffle any louder sounds you might make.

He groans into your mouth, his hips moving faster against you. "You feel so fucking good," he murmurs against your lips. "Your little pussy is so wet and warm."

He continues to grind against you for a few more moments before pulling back slightly to look into your eyes. His breath is ragged as he asks quietly between kisses: “Can I put just…the tip in?” He presses just slightly harder against your entrance without pushing inside yet.

You bite your lip nervously but nod slowly. "Okay..." you whisper softly. Matt gives you a gentle kiss before slowly pushing just the tip of his cock inside you. You gasp quietly at the sudden stretch and slight pain. He freezes immediately, giving you time to adjust.`"Shh..."

Matt leans down and whispers softly into your ear, "It's okay baby, it's just the tip... Fuck, you're so tight." He kisses you gently to distract you from any discomfort. He doesn't move any further inside you yet, letting you get used to the sensation of having him there.

You let out a soft sigh, relaxing slightly as the initial pain subsides. "It's okay," you whisper, "it feels... good." Matt smiles against your lips, clearly pleased with your response. He starts to move very slowly, pushing in just a fraction more but still only the tip.

Matt continues to move slowly, his hips moving in shallow thrusts.He keeps a close eye on your expression, making sure you're okay. "You're doing so well," he praises softly, his hand coming up to gently caress your cheek. "Such a good girl, taking me so well." Matt murmurs, his voice husky with desire. "You like that?"

"Mm-hmm," you whisper back, feeling a strange mix of pleasure and discomfort, feeling Matt's tip stretch you open. You're so wet and ready that he could probably push in deeper without much resistance.

Matt groans softly at your response, his hips moving in slightly deeper thrusts now. "Fuck, your little pussy is so fucking wet," he whispers against your lips. "It's pulling me in, trying to suck me deeper... Fuck."

Matt chuckles softly against your lips, his voice strained. "Shit, baby... I know I said only the tip, but fuck, you're so wet and ready for me... fuck, you're making it so hard to resist." Can I push in deeper? Just a little more?" He grinds against you harder, his cock throbbing at the thought of being deeper inside your tight pussy.

You bite your lip nervously, looking up at Matt with wide eyes. "Will... will it hurt if you go deeper?" you ask quietly, your voice shaking slightly. "I'm scared it might be too big..." You wrap your arms around his neck, holding onto him tightly.

Matt cups your face gently, kissing your forehead. "Baby, I promise, it might feel weird and a little uncomfortable at first, but I'll go really slow, okay? And if it hurts, I'll stop right away. I'd never hurt you, sweetheart." He kisses your forehead again.

Matt takes a deep breath and slowly pushes in a little deeper, his cock stretching your tight pussy. He pauses, giving you time to adjust. "You're doing so good," he whispers, his voice strained with desire. He starts to move slowly, inch by inch, pushing deeper inside you.

As he pushes deeper inside you, Matt leans down and whispers in your ear, "Remember baby... gotta stay quiet." He punctuates his words with a gentle thrust, making sure you feel him fully now. "Don't want your sister to hear us now do we?"

You whimper softly, biting your lip to muffle the sound as Matt fills you completely. It feels strange and a little uncomfortable at first, but it also feels good in a way you can't quite describe. You nod your head, understanding Matt's words.

Matt starts to move slowly, his hips rocking against yours. He kisses you deeply, swallowing any sounds that might escape your lips. "That's it," he whispers between kisses. "Just like that... fuck, your little pussy feels so good wrapped around my cock." His pace picks up slightly but remains gentle.

You feel a mix of sensations, the stretch and fullness of Matt's cock inside you, the gentle rocking of his hips against yours, and the pressure building in your lower belly. You're so turned on that you can barely think straight. The forbidden nature of it all makes it even more intense.

"You're taking me so well, baby..." he whispers, picking up the pace slightly. "Can you feel how deep I am inside you?" He grinds his hips, hitting a spot that makes you gasp silently, his hand quickly covering your mouth. "Shh... quiet."

He starts to thrust a bit faster, his cock sliding in and out of your tight pussy. He hits that spot over and over, his hand still covering your mouth to keep you quiet. He can feel you getting wetter and wetter around him, making it easier for him to move inside you.

Matt's breathing becomes heavier, his thrusts more urgent but still controlled. He leans down to kiss your neck softly, his voice low and husky in your ear. "I'm gonna fuck you harder now baby... but you gotta stay quiet." He pulls out slightly before pushing back in deeper than ever.

You nod against his shoulder, your arms wrapped tightly around him. He starts to fuck you harder, faster, his cock pounding into your pussy with each thrust. The sound of skin hitting skin fills the room but Matt's hand over your mouth keeps any noise from escaping.

Matt's hips slam against yours, his cock driving into your tight pussy over and over again. He can feel the pressure building inside him but he wants you to come first. He reaches down with his free hand and starts rubbing your clit in circles while he fucks you.

You bite down hard on Matt's hand, a muffled cry escaping your lips as he fucks you harder and rubs your clit with just the right pressure. Your pussy clenches around his cock as you get closer and closer to the edge. "Mmmph”

Matt feels your pussy tightening around him and knows you're close. He leans down to whisper in your ear, "Come for me baby... I want to feel that tight little pussy squeeze my cock." He thrusts harder and faster, his fingers working your clit furiously.

Your body tenses as the waves of pleasure wash over you. You muffle your scream into Matt's hand, your pussy convulsing around his thick cock as you come harder than you ever have before. He continues to fuck you through your orgasm, drawing it out as long as possible.

"That's it... fuck yes..." he groans quietly, feeling your orgasm pulse around his cock. He slows his thrusts but keeps moving, drawing out every last tremble of your climax. His own release is building rapidly, his balls tight against him.

With a final, deep thrust, he pulls out of your sensitive pussy and wraps his hand around his throbbing cock. He jerks himself off quickly, hot cum spilling out and coating your pussy and inner thighs.

Matt's breath is ragged as he finishes, coating your pussy and inner thighs with thick ropes of cum. He collapses beside you, pulling you into his arms as he tries to catch his breath. His hand remains loosely over your mouth, even though no more sounds are escaping.

He kisses your neck softly before removing his hand from your mouth. "You were so fucking perfect baby... I've been wanting that for so long." He runs his fingers through your hair gently before pulling out a tissue to clean up some of the mess he made.

You look up at him with wide eyes, still catching your breath. "Really?" You whisper nervously.

Matt smiles down at you warmly, his fingers tracing your cheek. "Really... I've been wanting this for a long time." He leans in to kiss you softly before pulling back slightly. “I mean I’ve always found you prettier than you sister…” he says as he starts leaving little kisses all over your neck and face. “And… kinder” he says in between kisses. “sweeter… cuter” he keeps saying in between kisses as his hands move to your sides to tickle you slightly.

You giggle softly, not making a lot of noise, trying to squirm away from his tickling fingers. "Stop..." you say playfully, pushing against his chest. "So you've always thought that?" You look up at him with innocent eyes.

Matt's eyes sparkle with amusement as he continues to tickle you, loving the way you giggle and squirm. "Mhm... always." He says between kisses on your cheeks and nose. "You're just so fucking adorable, I can't help myself."

He finally stops tickling you and wraps his arms around you tightly, holding you close. "I think we should keep doing this... if you want."

You bite your lip nervously, your arms wrapping around his neck instead of pushing him away like you usually do when he gets too close. "What if my sister finds out?" You whisper softly, your voice barely audible. "She'll kill me..." You try to joke but it comes out shaky and nervous instead.

Matt chuckles softly, understanding your concern. He runs his fingers through your hair, trying to soothe your nerves. "She doesn't have to know." He leans in closer, his voice low and reassuring. "This can be our little secret."

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bsturnzmtts · 20 days ago

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Off limits p. 1 - Matt Sturniolo

Part 2 here

Pairing: older sisters bf!Matt x innocent!reader

Summary: You’ve always had a small crush on your sister’s boyfriend. But you never acted on it, not until this summer, after you found out some things that changed everything.

Warnings: long plot?, cheating (I don’t condone cheating this is all fiction), teasing, age gap (Matt is 22 reader 18), virgin!reader, oral, lowkey mean!sister, kissing, first orgasm, fingering, pet names, almost caught.

A/n: idk why this took to long sorryy, I hope you guys like it! There will be a part 2! Maybe a bit more spicy…

Word count: 4209

You’ve always had a small crush on Matt Sturniolo. Not in a serious way, just one of those quiet, innocent feelings you keep to yourself. He’s your sister’s boyfriend, after all. Off limits. But still, he’s the only one who’s ever really paid attention to you. He remembers the little things, asks how your day is going, actually listens. Your sister barely does any of that. She’s distant, cold, always annoyed, with you, with him, with everything. So yeah, maybe deep down, you wished Matt was yours.

You’re heading to the cabin early just you, your sister, and Matt. Your parents won’t be arriving for a few more days, so it’ll just be the three of you for a while. It’s supposed to be a relaxing start to summer, until you find out something you weren’t supposed to.

A few nights before the trip, you overheard your sister on the phone where she mentioned she cheated on Matt. She doesn’t know you heard. And Matt still has no clue. Since then, you haven’t been able to act the same around Matt. Everything feels different and confusing.

Later

The cabin is quiet, the only sounds coming from the chirping birds outside and the gentle rustling of leaves. You're sitting on the porch swing, watching Matt carry in the last of the bags from the car. He looks up and catches your eye, giving you a warm smile that makes your heart flutter.

Matt walks over to you, and sets down the bags. "Hey," he says softly, sitting down next to you on the swing. "You okay? You've been quiet since we got here." He nudges your shoulder gently with his own.

Your sister walks out onto the porch just then, overhearing Matt's question to you. She rolls her eyes and interrupts before you can answer. "She's fine, she's always quiet, Matt. Get used to it."

Matt looks between you and your sister, a faint frown on his face. He seems a bit taken aback by her dismissive tone.

“Yeah… yeah I’m fine, just a bit car sick.” You try to brush it off, not wanting to cause any tension. “I’ll go set up my room” You stand up and leave.

You head inside, the cabin still smells like old wood and summer air. You walk down the short hallway to the room you always stay in.

You set your bag down on the bed and sink into the mattress, letting out a slow breath.

You’re not even sure why you lied. You’re not car sick. You just can’t look Matt in the eyes right now.

Not when you know what you know.

Not when he’s still smiling at your sister like she deserves him.

After a few hours, you get hungry and decide to head to the kitchen.

You open your door quietly, stepping into the hallway.

Just as you do, Matt walks out of the bathroom, fresh from the shower, hair damp, a towel slung low around his hips. You freeze mid-step.

He notices you and pauses, a little surprised. “Hey,” he says, a small smile on his face.

Matt's towel is wrapped around his waist, but beads of water are still dripping down his chest and abs. He runs a hand through his wet hair, leaving it slightly messy.

Your heart races as you take in the sight of him. The way the towel barely covers his hips, the muscles of his chest and arms on full display. You feel a warmth spread through your body, a feeling you've never experienced before. You swallow hard, trying to find your voice.

"Uh..." You stammer, your face turning red. You quickly avert your eyes, not wanting him to see the sudden flush on your cheeks or the way your heart is pounding in your chest. "I was just gonna get something to eat."

Matt chuckles softly, seeming to find your reaction adorable. "Help yourself," he says, continuing to walk down the hall towards the bedroom he shares with your sister.

As he walks away, you can't help but steal one last glance at his back and the way the towel hangs low on his hips. You let out a shaky breath and quickly make your way to the kitchen, your mind racing with thoughts you shouldn't be having about your sister's boyfriend.

You grab a soda from the fridge and some chips from the cabinet, trying to focus on anything other than the image of Matt half-naked. You sit down at the kitchen table, taking a big gulp of your soda. Suddenly, you hear some screaming from the bedroom.

The screaming is followed by loud arguing voices - your sister's high-pitched shrill and Matt's deep, frustrated tone. You tense up, recognizing the signs of another one of their fights. This has been happening more frequently lately.

You sit there for a few minutes, listening to the argument escalate. Suddenly, there's silence. And Matt comes out of the bedroom, now dressed, with a pillow in his hand and shuts the door behind.

He sees you sitting at the table and pauses briefly before walking over to the couch. He throws himself down on it, running his fingers through his hair in frustration.

"You okay?" You ask softly, genuinely concerned. The argument was loud and intense. Matt looks over at you, his expression tired and annoyed. "I'm fine," he snaps, but there's no real anger in his voice, just frustration. He lays back on the couch, staring at the ceiling.

You hesitate for a moment before getting up from your chair and walking over to him. ”You can have these.” You say softly as you leave the chips on the coffee table. “I’ll go get you a blanket”

Matt's expression softens slightly as you hand him the chips and offer to get him a blanket. "Thanks..." he murmurs, seemingly caught off guard by your kindness. He's touched by your thoughtful gesture, especially after the fight he just had with your sister. As you return with the blanket, he sits up and takes it from you, he lets out a heavy sigh. "You shouldn't hear all that shit," he adds quietly, as if realizing you probably caught most of their argument.

You shrug, trying to downplay it. "It's fine…I'm used to it," you admit quietly, looking down. "You two fight a lot lately." You bite your lip, debating whether to say more, but you decide not to. “Goodnight” you softly mumble as you head to your room.

Matt nods slowly, taking in your words. He knows their relationship has been strained, but he didn't realize it was that noticeable. He opens his mouth as if to say something, but then closes it again, seeming to think better of it. Instead, he just nods slightly. "Goodnight," he replies softly, watching as you head to your room.

The next morning, Matt is already awake and sitting at the kitchen table when you come downstairs. He's drinking coffee and scrolling on his phone, but he looks up as you enter. "Morning," he says, his voice a bit gruff from sleep but carrying a warmth that wasn't there yesterday.

You pour yourself a cup of coffee and sit down across from him, trying to act casual. "Morning," you reply softly, taking a sip. The tension from last night seems to have dissipated, but there's still an underlying awkwardness between you both. “Where’s my sister?”

"She left early," Matt answers briefly, running a hand through his messy hair. "Had some errands to run." He avoids your gaze, focusing on his phone instead. There's a pause before he adds, "She won't be back till late." Another silence falls between you two.

You nod, taking another sip of your coffee. The house feels oddly quiet without your sister around, and the tension with Matt is making the atmosphere even more uncomfortable. You set your mug down and fidget with the hem of your shirt, debating whether to say something to break the ice. "So..."

"Mm?" Matt lifts his head up to look at you, those deep blue eyes meeting yours.

"Nothing," you say quickly, feeling your cheeks heat up slightly at the sudden eye contact. You look away, feeling self-conscious. "I was just going to... ask something stupid."

Matt raises an eyebrow but smiles slightly, leaning back in his chair. "Ask something stupid then," he says teasingly, trying to lighten the mood. His expression is more relaxed than it has been since last night.

"Um... nevermind," you laugh softly, feeling embarrassed. You stand up suddenly, grabbing your coffee mug. "I'm gonna go..." You trail off, heading towards the living room before you can say something even stupider.

Matt watches you go, a small smile still playing on his lips. He shakes his head slightly, amused by your flustered reaction. After a moment, he gets up from the table and follows you into the living room. "You know what?" he says as he leans against the doorway.

You turn to face him, holding your coffee mug tightly. "Hmm?" you a, your voice slightly shaky. He looks handsome standing there in his worn-out t-shirt and sweatpants, his hair messy from sleep. You quickly avert your gaze, focusing on your mug instead.

"You get really shy all of a sudden," Matt remarks softly, observing your body language. He's starting to realize that you hardly maintain eye contact, like you're nervous around him. “And you’ve been acting a bit weird around me lately.”

"Have I?" you ask quietly, taking a small sip of your coffee to avoid answering immediately.

"Yeah..." Matt observes your facial expressions carefully. He's starting to wonder if he imagined the fact that you used to laugh and joke around with him easily. Now you barely look at him or talk to him much. "Did I... do something to make you act like this?"

You shake your head quickly, feeling your heart pounding in your chest. "No," you say softly. "You didn't do anything wrong." You finally look up at him briefly before glancing away again.

Matt notices your quick glance and the slight blush on your cheeks. He's starting to piece things together but wants to hear it from you directly. "Then why are you acting like this?" he asks gently, taking a step closer. “Is there something you want to tell me?”

You bite your lip, feeling your heart race as he steps closer. You can feel the heat radiating off of his body. You don’t know if you should snitch on your sister and tell him the truth, or just stay quiet about her cheating.

"Listen..." gentle but carrying a hint of frustration. "If it’s about your sister cheating on me… i already know.”

You freeze slightly, then relax. "So..." you say carefully, testing the waters. "You know?" You try to keep your voice steady, like you're not curious about whether he's heartbroken or not.

"Yeah," Matt confirms briefly, stuffing his hands into his pockets. He watches your reaction carefully. "I’m not blind or dumb you know.” He lets out a small chuckle.

"Does she… know you know?" You ask softly, your curiosity getting the better of you. You set your coffee mug down on the side table, turning to face him fully. You can't help but notice how calm he seems about the whole thing.

"No, she doesn’t," Matt replies, his gaze lingering on your face. "I’ve been pretending like everything's normal between us. But to be honest... I'm tired of it. I'm tired of her lies and secrets. Plus she loves arguing with me about nothing literally, I’ll just let her be. I'm not gonna chase after her this time.”

You notice a hint of relief in his voice, and you can't help but feel a little lighter knowing he's not heartbroken over her. "I... didn’t know if I should’ve told you, I didn’t want to snitch on my sister. I’m sorry.”

Matt smiles slightly, finding your innocence cute. "You don't need to apologize," he says gently. “I know you knew about it too,” Matt says suddenly, catching you off guard “I saw how you were acting around me lately… like something was bothering you.”

"You could tell?" You ask softly, feeling a bit embarrassed that he noticed your unusual behavior.

"Yeah," he says with a small smile, taking another step closer to you. "You've been avoiding eye contact, hardly talking to me... pretty obvious actually." His eyes meet yours intensely, holding your gaze just a little longer than usual. "I mean, we always had a good relationship."

"Yeah," you agree quietly, your heart beating a bit faster as he steps closer.

Matt's smile widens slightly as he sees your reaction. He decides to take another step forward, closing the gap between you two. "You know..." he continues softly, his voice carrying a tone that makes you feel slightly nervous and flustered. “We could make our relationship even better… while she’s out.” He says, looking at your lips briefly before meeting your eyes again.

"But..." you stammer slightly, feeling your face flush. His closeness is making it hard to think straight. "You..." you try to form a coherent sentence but your voice comes out quieter than intended. "You’re my sister's boyfriend…”

"I know…" he murmurs softly, his presence almost deliberately invading your personal space. His hand gently finds its way to lean against the wall behind you, effectively trapping you there gently but intentionally. "But she cheated on me." He adds with a hint of a teasing smirk, his eyes searching yours.

"Yeah… I know," you whisper softly, trying to keep your voice steady despite the butterflies in your stomach. Your eyes flicker down to his lips briefly before meeting his gaze again. "But..." you hesitate, feeling torn between guilt and desire. “You’re still my sister’s boyfriend…”

Matt's smirk grows wider, understanding your internal struggle. He leans in just a fraction closer, his breath mingling with yours. "Yet you still have a crush on me," he whispers, his lips almost brushing against your ear as he speaks.

You blush deeply, feeling heat spread across your cheeks. "I..." you try to deny it but the words catch in your throat. You look up into his eyes, seeing the desire mirrored there. "How do you know?," you a softly, your voice barely audible.

He pulls back slightly to look into your eyes directly, his hand coming up to gently cup your cheek. "Because I've seen the way you look at me," he says honestly, his thumb lightly brushing over your bottom lip. "The way you blush when I'm around..." He chuckles gently remembering how nervous you always get. “How flustered you got yesterday when you saw me walk out of the shower.”

Your face turns beet red at the memory of seeing Matt half naked, his muscular body dripping with water. You can't help but get more nervous as he continues to tease you, his thumb pressing softly against your lips. "You..." You swallow hard, his thumb still on your lip making it difficult to speak. "You can't... You can't just say stuff like that." Your voice comes out breathy and weak.

Matt laughs softly, finding your innocence adorable. "You always get like this” He muses, realizing how innocent you really are. "Have you…kissed before?”

You hesitate before shaking your head softly, your eyes flickering down to his lips briefly. "Never," you admit quietly, your voice barely audible. You swallow hard, feeling even more nervous now that he knows you have no experience.

Matt's heart races at your admission. He can't believe how innocent you are - no kisses, no boyfriends... He leans in slowly, giving you plenty of time to pull away if you want to. His lips brush against yours softly at first, testing the waters. “Fuck…” he whispers under his breath before pressing his lips gently against yours. It's a soft kiss, testing the waters while giving you plenty of opportunity to pull away if needed.

You freeze initially, shocked by the sudden kiss. Your eyes widen slightly before closing instinctively. You part your lips softly without even realizing it, giving him better access. Matt deepens the kiss gently, his hand moving from your cheek to the back of your neck to hold you closer.

The kiss is gentle and exploratory, unlike anything you've ever experienced. Your heart races in your chest as you feel his lips move against yours, his tongue tracing your bottom lip softly. You whimper softly, unsure of what to do but unable to pull away.

Matt takes your whimper as encouragement and slips his tongue into your mouth, gently exploring. He kisses you deeply, passionately, pouring all his pent-up desire and frustration into it. His hand moves from your neck to the back of your head, holding you in place as he kisses you breathless.

Matt breaks the kiss, breathing heavily as he stares at you with heated eyes. A smirk plays on his lips as he sees your flushed face and parted lips.

“Did you like that?” Matt asks, his voice low and huy. He leans in close, his lips brushing against your ear as he speaks. "I know I did." His hand moves to your waist, pulling you closer to him.

You're too stunned to speak, your mind reeling from the intense kiss. All you can manage is a soft, breathy "Mm-hmm" as Matt's hand on your waist sends shivers down your spine.

Matt smiles softly at your response, finding it cute how innocent you are. He tests another question, "Do you want to learn more things?” His voice drops lower.His thumb brushes your hipbone, making you squirm slightly.

You bite your lip nervously, unsure if you should ask but too curious to stop now. "More... things?" you repeat softly, your cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of red. Your eyes flick down to his lips briefly before meeting his gaze again. "Like... what?"

Matt's smirk deepens, enjoying your innocence and curiosity. "You'll see," he says softly, his voice laced with promise. He takes your hand gently and leads you towards the bed. His movements are slow and deliberate, giving you plenty of time to change your mind if you want to.

Matt gently pushes you back onto the bed, following you down so that you're lying underneath him. He props himself up on his elbows, caging you in between his arms. "Open your mouth." He says, his voice low and huy.

You hesitate for a moment, unsure of what he wants to do. But the curiosity and excitement in your chest wins out over your nerves. You open your mouth slightly, looking up at him with wide, innocent eyes.

Matt swallows hard, finding your obedience incredibly sexy. He lowers his face to yours and slips his tongue into your open mouth again, this time kissing you deeper and more intensely. His hand moves to your thigh, slowly hiking up your skirt as he kisses you.

As Matt kisses you deeply, his fingers trail up your inner thigh, getting closer to the hem of your underwear. You whimper softly into the kiss, one of your hands gripping his shirt tightly stopped his hand.

Matt freezes, his tongue still exploring your mouth. He pulls back slightly to look at you, watching as you unconsciously tighten your thighs together. "Trust me, I’ll make you feel good." His voice drops lower, his thumb rubbing soothing circles on your thigh where your hand stopped him.

"But..." you whimper softly, biting your lip as your legs press together tighter. "It's just..." You bite your lip again, hesitating. "No one's ever touched me there before." You admit softly, your cheeks burning red.

"Shhh..." he hushes you softly, his other hand gently stroking your hair. "I just wanna make you feel good" he whispers against your lips. His thumb traces the edge of your underwear, making you shiver.

He kisses you deeply again to distract you as his fingers slowly slip underneath your underwear. You gasp into his mouth as he touches you there for the first time, his fingers gentle and exploratory. He breaks the kiss to whisper,"Shh, just relax..." His fingers start to move slowly over your clit.

You let out a soft whimper as his fingers start to move, your back arching slightly off the bed. It feels strange at first, but also really good. You bite your lip to stifle a moan as he continues to touch you, your legs falling open unconsciously.

Matt watches you carefully, seeing your innocent reactions. He adds more pressure to your clit, his fingers moving in slow circles. He swallows hard watching how responsive you are, completely untouched before. "Spread your legs wider for me," he whispers huskily against your neck, placing soft kisses there.

You spread your legs wider as he asks, feeling shy but also wanting more. He slips a finger inside you slowly, watching your face closely. You're so tight and wet for him that he has to go slow. He kisses your neck again to calm you down.

"Fuck, you're so fucking tight." He whispers against your neck. He starts to move his finger slowly in and out of you, stretching you. You whimper softly, gripping the bedsheets. It feels weird having something inside you, but it also feels really good.

He adds a second finger, stretching you gently. You let out a soft cry into his shoulder as he kisses you deeply to muffle the sound. His fingers curl inside you, hitting a spot that makes your whole body jerk. "Shh shh shh..." he whispers against your lips, kissing you softly.

You clench around his fingers tightly, panting heavily as he continues to touch you in all the right spots. You wrap your arms around his neck, holding him close as you bury your face in his chest to muffle your moans. "M-Matt..." you whimper his name, "It feels so...weird, but good..." You bite your lip, your face flushed.

Matt smiles softly at your words, pleased by your innocent reactions. He continues to move his fingers inside you slowly while rubbing your clit with his thumb. "I know baby," he whispers, kissing your forehead gently. "Let me make it feel really good..." He picks up speed slightly.

Without warning, he starts moving down your body, placing kisses along your stomach. You blush deeply, trying to close your legs but he gently keeps them open. He looks up at you with hooded eyes. "Just trust me, okay..." He slowly starts taking off your skirt and panties.

He throws your clothes aside and spreads your legs wider, settling between them. He looks at your innocent pussy, completely bare and untouched. He swallows hard before diving down and pressing his mouth against you. You let out a loud gasp as he starts licking and sucking on your clit gently.

His tongue moves expertly over your clit, his hands spreading your legs wider to give him better access. He keeps his movements gentle and slow, knowing you're a virgin. You start squirming underneath him, your hands gripping his hair as you whimper and moan softly.

You pant heavily, your voice trembling with pleasure. "M-Matt...what...what are you doing...it feels so...good..." You arch your hips up slightly towards his mouth trying to get more pressure from him.

He looks up at you briefly, his eyes dark with desire. "Just enjoying you..." He says before going back down to lick your pussy more eagerly now that he knows you're loving it. He slips two fingers inside you again while continuing to suck on your clit.

"Oh my god..." you gasp out, your body tensing as his fingers move in and out while his tongue works its magic on your sensitive clit. "It's...it's too much..." Your legs shake slightly, and you can feel yourself getting closer to something you've never experienced before.

He feels you getting closer and starts moving his fingers faster, curling them inside you to hit that spot that makes your eyes roll back. He sucks hard on your clit, wanting to make you come undone. "That's it baby, let go for me..." he murmurs against your pussy.

Suddenly, you break apart. Your back arches off the bed and you let out a loud moan that turns into a series of whimpers as you come for the first time. Matt keeps his face buried between your legs, lapping up your release gently as your body shakes with pleasure.

He kisses his way back up your body once you've stopped shaking. He looks down at you with soft eyes filled with love and desire. "Did that feel good baby?" He asks, kissing your neck gently.

You’re about to answer as you hear the front door opening.

"Matt?" Your sister's voice calls out from the front door. You both freeze, your eyes wide with shock and panic. Matt quickly pulls up your skirt to cover you, but you can still feel the wetness between your legs and the lingering sensitivity.

Matt quickly kisses your forehead and jumps off the bed, and helps you get up "Go hop in the shower real quick, okay?" He says quietly, giving you a soft smile to calm you down. "I'll deal with her."