#MATT RIFE
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Matt Rife
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he is the most embarrassing person ever i swear
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I punched Matt Rife so hard he became the Crimson Chin.
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He’s Out of My League part 3//matt rife (the end)
Warnings: okay this is FILTHY smut, including oral sex (f receiving), cursing, spanking, and aftercare
“I just couldn’t get you out of my mind, I couldn’t stop looking at you.” Matt admitted in the Uber as you left the club.
“Oh my gosh. You’re so sweet. I couldn’t stop looking at you either.”
Matt put his arm across your lap, placing his hand on your outer thigh. You snuggled close to him, and felt really comfortable.
On the way to his hotel, you alternated between kissing his neck and him making out with you. He’d squeeze your thigh, or run his nails along your skin. The anticipation was palpable on both ends.
It didn’t take long for you both to get completely naked when you got into his room. You were on cloud 9 as his eyes scanned over your nude body. Matt Rife couldn’t take his eyes off or you, or his hands.
He grabbed you by the waist, and used his body weight against you to make you crash onto the bed and lay on your back. He kissed you tenderly, letting his hands roam slowly up and down your body. You heard him begin to moan softly as he moved his lips down to your neck.
You moaned as he cascaded down between your breasts, leaving wet, sloppy kisses there. He took a breast in each hand and squeezed them, and ran his thumbs over your hard nipples. He puckered his lips and latched onto your left nipple. He swirled his tongue around it, and sucked as he kneaded your breast. He left your tit with a pop from his mouth, and lapped over your right nipple and suckled on it before kissing down the middle of your rib cage. Matt made a trail all the way down your stomach.
He spread your legs, kissed each of your inner thighs and then dipped between them. You felt him lick and suck on your clit like a savage. This went on for several minutes. He used his fingers inside of you as well, finding a rhythm and curling his digits upward just right. You writhed and whined like mad, throwing your hands into his hair, which was quite thick and soft on top, and easy to grab on to.
Matt wasn’t afraid to really go to town on you, he used his tongue, his lips, and even his nose. It was rather messy, but it was amazing. You felt the adrenaline rush in your lower tummy, and your legs started to shake. He kept a firm grip on your thighs, holding you down the entire time. You hoped his hands would leave marks. That way you could look at them for days and remember how Matt Rife had his way with you.
You were on the brink, but he stopped, raised up and placed his hips between your thighs. His ripped body looked incredible. He was easily the hottest guy you’d ever been with, or even laid your eyes upon.
Matt took ahold of your legs, thrusted forward and slid his cock into you. You were soaked, so his length pushed inside of you with ease. His tip hit your cervix, “Fuck!” you cried.
He grinned, and slid his hands down from your legs to your waist and he held you down on the bed. He created a rhythm, pumping his cock into your throbbing core steadily. You moaned like a little bitch. It felt so fucking good, you never wanted him to stop. You wrapped your legs around him tightly. “Fuck, you’re such a good girl.” he said.
You looked up at him, mesmerized by his arms flexing with each thrust. The sight of his abs rippling as he fucked you was almost too much. This man was insanely jacked. His little gold cross on a chain around his neck dangled back and forth with his movements and grazed his jawline and hit his puffed out chest. He had a dusting of hair on his chest that was a nice, soft contrast to his sculpted physique.
Your body started to quiver and shake even more as you felt like you were in a dream, watching this god of a man fuck you like it was his job. You were brought back to reality as Matt flipped you over and reentered you from behind.
He gave you a light smack on the ass, testing the waters with you. You let out a little yelp, followed by a moan, which must have been a good sign for him because he spanked you a couple more times.
His heavy balls slapped your clit, and his hips smacked your ass with each thrust. All the contact and the noise coming from your bodies was sending you over the edge. “Oh my god, Matt!” you screamed, not caring about the other patrons on the hotel floor. “Don’t stop! I’m gonna come!”
Matt grabbed a fistful off your hair, carefully yanking your head up. “Come, y/n! Be a good girl for me, babe.” He somehow picked up speed, and hit your cervix repeatedly and it was like your whole body was vibrating and you felt your heartbeat in your pussy, pounding just as hard as Matt was pounding you.
You moaned like a pornstar as you came, but you were certain that no porn actor had ever felt as good as you did in that moment. He pulled out, and you collapsed on the bed immediately after.
Matt was a true gentleman, he got a warm wash cloth from the bathroom to clean you up with, and he got you tucked in underneath the covers. He then wrapped you up in his strong arms and you both got all comfy in the bed. He kissed you on the cheek when you got settled in and snuggled up. And you slept like a baby.
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