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A few days later into the tour, they got lucky and had a couple days off so they decided book a hotel room at the next destination of the tour.

Joella changed into one of Matt's motorhead shirts, that hung down to her thighs. Not worrying about pajama bottoms, she climbed into bed.

"Ah finally, a comfy bed." She grinned.

"For sure." He chuckled, striping down to his boxers and climbed in next to her.

She had laid on her back, so he laid on his side to face her as he curled his arm under her head and slowly rubbed her stomach in a circular motion.

"Don't get me wrong, the bunks aren't too bad but nothing beats a actual bed."

"Definitely not. But that's the price of living in tour busses for months. Don't always have the options of hotel rooms."

"Unfortunately." She giggled, "I've grown used to it though."

It was silent for a few minutes before Matt spoke up, "You know what?"

"Hmm?" She hummed with her eyes closed, she wasn't tired just felt like having her eyes closed.

"I think you look sexier in my shirt than I do." He smirked.

She looks at him as she giggled, "You mean a conceited prick is actually saying someone is sexier than him?" She joked, remembering what she used to call him when they first started hanging out.

"Well I mean, I'm definitely sexy in it, at least that's what I've heard." He smirked with a wink, "And yes I am saying that, because you are sexier." He grazed his teeth over her shoulder like he was going to bite her but then kissed instead.

After a few more minutes they closed their eyes just listening to each other's breathing. Matt slowly moved his hand down, slid his hand into her panties and started rubbing her between her legs, causing her breath to catch in her throat.

As he laid there watching her, he thrusted a couple of his fingers into her, rubbing his palm on her mound. She moaned his name as she pushed her head back some and arched her back when he started moving his hand faster.

Hovering his upper body above hers, he kissed her, running his tongue along her lips, which she opened to welcomed him to enter her mouth. As they kissed he pulled his fingers out, slid them up to her mound before thrusting them back into her deeply causing her to whimper a moan.

He did that a few more times then felt her tightening around his fingers.

She pulled her face away to moan, "Oh!" As she was hitting her climax, she had to grab the bed sheets.

He kissed her cheek as he slowly pulled his fingers out of her and out of her panties.

"Good night." He smirked and laid onto his back.

"Nuh uh, no you don't." She rolled to lay her upper body on him and began kissing him.

He chuckled as he kissed her back, moving his hands to rest on her sides. He broke the kiss to take off her shirt then rolled her to her back.

"I'm so glad you don't wear a bra to bed." He said before kissing on her breasts.

"I can't stand the feeling as I'm trying to sleep. I like to feel free." She ran her hands over his head.

"Mm good." He mumbled against her.

He kisses down to her hips, takes her panties off then starts licking her mound.

"Oh fuck." She licks her lips.

Not wanting her to hit her edge from him doing that he kisses back up her body moving her legs further apart with his knees. While they kiss again, she slides his boxers down, to which he instantly kicks them off. Standing up on his knees partially he puts one of her legs on his shoulder and thrust into her.

"Matt." She moans pulling on his arms to bring him closer to her so they could kiss, leaving her leg hooked on his shoulder.

"Oh fuck babe." He brushed his lips against hers then brushed his nose against hers.

Standing back up, he removed her leg then made her get on her hands and knees. He rubs himself on her mound before thrusting into her while gripping her hips.

"Babe, I want to try something." He rubs one hand up and down her side but with the other hand he runs his thumb on her anus.

She bit her bottom lip, getting what he meant, "I uh, I've never tried that before. Does it hurt, I wonder?"

He hadn't stopped his movements he had been doing with his hips he stuck his thumb into the hole had been rubbing moving it back and forth, "I don't know, I've just heard of people doing it though."

"We can try it." She said nervously.

He pulls himself out, rubbing his shaft between her cheeks, "If you want me to stop, just let me know and I'll stop instantly." He slowly slid himself into the other hole.

All she could do was squeeze her eyes and nod. It was hurting tremendously but she didn't want to disappoint him since he was wanting to do it so she tried her best to ignore the pain.

"You okay?" He rubbed his hand up and down her back.

"Yeah." She barely squealed out.

"Want me to stop?" He asked and she shook her head because as he was thrusting in her, it was starting to feel better.

"Fuck." She moaned slightly, feeling his sack hit her mound.

He threw his head back as he moved a little faster into her. After a few minutes he started hitting his climax.

"Ells, fuck, feels good." He thrusted a couple more times as he shot his load.

He felt like he hadn't satisfied her so before she moved he made her stay in that position by grabbing her hips and started rubbing his tongue over her mound before sticking it into her, exploring her walls.

"Oh baby yes!" She moaned, resting her forehead on the pillow while gripping it.

After she got her climax, they both relaxed next to each other.

"Babe?" Since he was laying on his stomach he turned his head to look at her.

"Yeah?" Her breath was shaky from their activities.

"You didn't like what I suggested and started doing did you? At least it seemed that way."

She rolled to hide her face from the embarrassment, "No not really." She muffled out.

"Baby." He quickly turned to his side and made her look at him, "Why didn't you say something. I would have stopped, I told you that."

She moved her face to look away saying softly, "Because you wanted to do it that way and I didn't want to disappoint you."

"Oh my God baby." He groaned pulling her closer, "You wouldn't have, I promise. Not everyone is into that stuff. I just figured since we liked it rough that you would like it and I'm sorry for that." He sighed.

"It's okay." She mumbled into his chest. "I'm sorry too, for not speaking up. I was just trying to make you happy."

He hooked his finger under her chin to lift her face, "Just being with you makes me happy. You don't have to do anything you're uncomfortable with for that to happen."

"Okay." She smiles and they share a kiss.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I had you do that and made you feel like you had to do that to make me happy."

"Don't be sorry. It's my fault not yours." She kissed his lips.