Matt bit his lip slightly. "Well, what if we could be more than friends?" He muttered into Amy's hair.

Amy nodded slightly and sighed,
"I suppose that would be the best thing to do."

Matt looked at her. "Well, I'm glad that this happened." He said truthfully.

Amy looked up and gulped,
"Me too."
She brought her lips close to his, not touching, waiting for an okay.

Matt licked his lips and then moved towards Amy. He kissed her softly, bringing his hands up to cup her face.

Amy smiled into his lips and ran her fingers up his chest.
She kissed back and thought to herself,
You do love him Aims. You do.

Matt brought Amy into his lap and leaned his forehead against hers. "I love you." He whispered, looking into her eyes.

Amy wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.
She played with a strand of his hair and whispered back,
"I love you too."

Matt put his head on her shoulder and closed his eyes, breathing in her scent.

Amy rested her head on his shoulder and gently kissed his neck.

Matt rocked her back and forth in his arms, kissing her shoulder every once in a while.

Amy felt her thong rub against his cock, under her skirt, with every rock.
She kissed his neck again, sucking lightly.

Matt laughed slightly, running his fingers though her hair.

Amy giggled,
"It's your fault! You're the one rocking back and forth!"

"You're the one letting it happen!" He protested laughing.