His hand grabbed her hair tightly while they kissed, making her smirk, her whole body wanting him. His other hand ran softly up her spine, making her shiver lightly at his touch as he slipped her bra off and tossed it aside before flipping them again. Kylie smirked up on him as he brought his lips back down on hers, only this time it was different.
The kiss wasn't just lustful and desperate, it was deep and meaningful. He kissed her the way he used to after a particularly horrible fight, letting her know with his lips that, no matter what happened between them, he always loved her. It was the kind of kiss that always had her melting back into his arms again, no matter what he did to her, when he kissed her like that, she was always his again.
It took her by surprise, and she moaned against his lips because, even if she'd numbed herself, she could never resist that kiss, and she knew she was dangerously close to letting him through. She couldn't help it. Neither Peter or Chase kissed her like she was everything to them. Only Tyler could make her crumble the way he was doing in that moment, with only his lips.
Eventually, his lips left hers and started to move along her jaw and she tilted her head back and closed her eyes, loving the way his lips felt, knowing she needed to get herself under control before she cracked completely and begged him to be hers again. His lips paused at her ear and she held her breath, biting her lip. “I still love you Kylie.” He breathed, sending a shiver through her body. “Even if this means nothing to you.” He said before her returned to kissing her neck, and she knew she'd been an idiot to think she could sleep with him and not let it mean a thing to her, though she wasn't about to admit that.
His lips moved along her collar, down the center of her body, and she closed her eyes, enjoying the line of fire he traced across her skin with his lips before he pulled away and pulled her shorts off. His lips came down on the inside of her thigh then while his fingers rubbed the inside of the other one and she moaned and arched her hips into his lips. He was driving her crazy, and it had been so long since they'd had sex, she wasn't sure she could take his teasing much longer. "Tyler." She moaned. "Please fuck me." She breathed desperately.
It wasn't hard for Matt to tell he was driving her crazy, making him smirk against her lips. He loved driving her wild, dragging it out as long as possible, until neither of them could take it anymore before he'd finally fuck her. At that point, there was no going back. She had him all over again, and he was suddenly extremely thankful for Tyler's plan because, after this, he wasn't sure he could go back to pretending there was nothing between them.
He knew, when they were done, her game would be too easy to play. He'd spent a year, building up his resolve to the point where he could tolerate her taunts and games and cruel words calmly and rationally, without so much as blinking. However, as sure as the sky was blue, he knew sex with her would fuck that up completely. When they were done, if she was cruel to him, this time, it would actually hurt. A lot. But there was no way he was stopping now.
“Shit, Matty.” She breathed against his lips breathlessly, making him smirk against hers, knowing she was getting desperate. “Fuck me already.” She smirked against his lips and ran her fingers down his chest, making him just as desperate as her before she unbuttoned his jeans and Matt smirked.
He couldn't wait much longer, he had to have her, he continued rubbing the inside of her thigh with one hand while he slipped out of his jeans before, finally, he pulled her panties off and pressed his lips between her collarbones, making his way down the center of her body, smirking up at her.