After I was fully consumed with him, filling me completely, I make good use of doing my kegal exercises.
“Christ baby, that feels sooo good, don’t stop.” He says looking back into my eyes, with his that are hooded.
I start bouncing on him now, my ass slapping against his thighs, I can’t stop myself any longer. I just go through a frenzy with his cock planted and buried inside of me.
Matthew holds back a great deal of restraint. He knows I need to get my frustration out. As soon as I felt his tender caress on my spine, as soon as I felt his faint touch, running down the middle of my back, I knew.
I gradually moved head up to look at his face, even though I didn’t need to, to know what he was thinking. I could feel what he was thinking, before I seen it in his eyes.
What I seen when I did finally allowed my eyes to look into his, nearly knocked me over.
Love. Not the love you think you feel in the heat of the moment of grinding into one another. This was unwavering love I could see inside of his soul love. I immediately slowed down, I couldn’t breath. I forced myself to accept it. Allowing myself to believe in it. Without a doubt, deep down inside me, I knew he was in this with me. Everything. He completely stumped me with that look in his eyes. I never experienced something like this and it left me feeling so raw, so vulnerable.
I placed my hand on his chest; I could feel his heart beating. The beat of his heart made me look down to chest. My hand was directly over his heart, as if my body knew, instinctively where I belonged. I couldn’t contain my tears any longer. I was moving in sync with Matthews’s body, just calmer, softer.
Matthew moved his large warm hand, down to my chest. Placing the palm of his hand over my heart, without him taking his eyes off of mine, made me shiver.
He kept his other hand cautiously on my hip. I felt my release moving through my veins, waiting to be released. I quickly grabbed his hand that was lying over my heart, leaving it on top of his. Matthew could feel me. Could feel what I needed to take from him.
“Come for me baby doll. I love watching you fall apart in my arms for me. Let. Yourself. Go.” He whispered to me.
And that’s exactly what I needed to hear from him. I needed to hear him say that to me. As I scream and yell his name through my orgasm, I fell Matthew begin his as well. Both of us, unraveling in each others arms. It was the most erotic feeling I had ever had. It was very heady to feel so consumed by Matthew.
As my body thundered through its aftershocks, and Matthew was spent, and I couldn’t move.
Matthew wrapped both his hands around my throat, clasping his fingers against the back of neck, he pulled me into him. I leaned into his body, feeling his warmth. As I tried to get my breathing under control, I felt the fleece throw covering my body. I wrapped my arms around his waist and snuggled into his embrace. I knew then that I really did belong to him. I would always be his. Just like he would always be mine.
Chapter 19~ Matthew
“Tom, how are you doing today Sir?” I ask him, with a little tremble in my voice. I pause to take a moment to clear my throat. Tom, looking at me like, the cat that swallowed the canary.
“Doing very well Matthew, thank you asking Son.” Tom says back to him with a grin.
Ugh… I am going to get my ass kicked by Tom when I ask him for his blessing to ask Emma to marry me. I notice while I am talking to myself, that I am also pacing in front of Tom.
“I know why you’re here Matthew. Come on out with it.” Tom says sternly. Is he mocking me?
“Really? And how could you possibly know what I am here? I did want to see how you are feeling you know.” I told him sounding a bit too defensive I think. Maybe today isn’t the best day to ask. I mean, I haven’t known Julia long enough by most people’s standards, but I will marry her, one way or the other.
“Look,” Tom says with a long sigh. “I am not as stupid as I look, and relax I am not saying you think I am.” Tom says with his hand raised to stop me from interrupting.
Matthew, I know how you both look at each other. I was the same way with Emma’s mother. You find yourself probably catching your breathe every time you see her. You probably are very protective of her and I am so touched you would come to me first. Well, I think that at least. I have been where you are right now, once in my life as well. And really, it’s a day no man ever forgets, and obsesses way too much. But I still want to hear it, so let’s get on with it. I am dying to hear.” Tom says to me with pure excitement written all over his face. Making me chuckle.
I slump down in the chair next to him, at his dining room table. I take a gulp and dive in.
“Tom, you know I love Emma. I would do anything for her. We haven’t been together a very long time, I know, however, I am positive that there is no one else in this world for me but Emma. I am here to ask for your permission and blessing to ask Emma to marry me. Sir.” I finish with a deep intake of air, and let it out all at once after. I pull the ring box out of my pocket to show Tom, and hand him the box.
“May I?” Tom asks before opening it.
“Please do. I wanted you to see it before I ask Emma.” I say while I worry if he will approve of the ring.
And by the size of Tom’s eyes, when he pry’s open the box, is any indication of his approval, than I would say I have it in aces.
“Holy Hell Son, how big is this thing? Shit, I can only imagine what this set you back.” Tom says with astonishment.
“It’s only two carat’s.” I say with a shrug.
“Really? Only two?” Tom says laughing at me, shaking his head. “Is Emma pregnant?” He throws in right away.
“No Sir, I am not asking Emma to marry me because she is pregnant. I hope we have children some day, don’t get me wrong, I love my nieces and nephews.” I explain that he has not that to worry about.
“Well,” Tom starts with, as he hands me back the ring. “I am touched, really, that you thought to come ask me first. You and Emma are in love, and anyone can see that. I would be honored to call you Son. You have my blessing, and permission. Not that you really needed it. I mean this isn’t 1952 or anything. But the gesture in asking me, very thoughtful, Matthew.” Tom concludes as he rises to welcome me to the family.
I move to get up as well, and go in for that fatherly man hug. “Thank you Sir. I promise to make all her dreams come true. I would lay down my life for Emma.” I tell Tom as we hug one another briefly.
“So when are you planning on asking Emma?” Tom asks me as we sit back down, as we pick up our glasses of ice tea for a break.
“Well, I was hoping to ask her tonight. That would be ok, right?” I wonder if I am going to fast.
“Hell, you have my stamp of approval, I say go ask her right now.” Tom says as he slaps me on the back, giving me a wink of approval.
“Thanks Tom. I really mean it, I just hope Emma says yes and likes the ring as much as you do Sir.” I tell him tucking the ring back into my pocket.
“Oh, believe me, she’ll say yes. I know how much she cares for you. She can’t hide it, that’s for damn sure. Neither can you. You both look like love birds every time I see you two together.” Tom tells me, making me nod with a chuckle.
“Ok, well, I better get the plans in motion for tonight. I want to have everything perfect. Need to go to the florist after here. I am sure you will be first she calls, or charges in here, as soon as she can break away from me.” I assure Tom, laughing.
“Good luck then. And don’t be so nervous. You already have her heart.” Tom says as he gets up, moving to the door and pretends to shove me out.
We hug once more and I am on my way. I hope she says yes.
As I drove back home to put my plan into motion for tonight, all I could think of was I wanted to do this before her results from her biopsy came back. Whatever happens, we will get through it together. No matter what, and I don’t want Emma to ever doubt that.
After getting off the phone with Henry, her boss I felt better not to worry about
her job for the next couple days. She will be shocked to find she is getting a forced vacation of one week. I called my PA, (personal assistant) having her reschedule my week, taking off the same amount of time as well. It was Tuesday, and neither of us were going to go back to work until the following Tuesday. Having never taken a vacation, let alone a single day for that matter, my PA was a bit taken back, wondering if I had a head injury. I laugh to myself thinking back on the recent conversation I had with her regarding my time off.
Thanksgiving was quickly approaching. Another month. Then, her birthday, and Christmas.
This coming Saturday was Sweetest day. October 21st. She always said the third weekend in October was always the best weekend for the remainder of the year and into the next until spring came. I am sure it will be a wonderful weekend. No matter what the weather would be.
Tonight I have planned to take her to my restaurant and we can both feast on Crab and lobster pasta. I called the chef ahead of time, telling him to make two double orders. Now I need to text my little Emma about my plans on taking her out tonight to her favorite restaurant. MmmHmm…
Matthew 1:45 PM. Hey baby, can I take you to dinner tonight?
Emma 1:47 PM. OK sounds good. Where and When?
Matthew 1:50 PM. My restaurant, you know your favorite place. *wink* and I will pick you up at 7 PM?
Emma 1:52 PM. Grreeeeat. You just want to get me in public to hear my moaning and groaning again. Can’t wait.
Matthew 1:56PM. Don’t be all poopy. You will have a good time. I promise. Smoooch….
Emma: 2:01 PM. Ok, if you say so. See you soon. Xo~
Ok, now that I have that done, I go to one of my personal shoppers I made an appointment with to get Emma a dress for tonight. The florist I need to be able to get into her house with, thanks to Tom giving me an extra key today. While we are at dinner they will be transforming her house to a magical oasis for tonight. Flowers and candles every where. Everything has to be pink and white, all the candles and flowers.
I have her dress and accessories all carefully in my car, as I head back to Emma’s to drop off her surprise dress, shoes, lingerie, and heels. She is going to look so beautiful tonight, not that she isn’t already. I just want tonight to be magical for her. Before we hear our fate in those results. I am positive this will be good for Emma as well, some positive energy.
After I placed everything Emma needed for tonight on her bed, laying everything out for her, it should bring a little smile to her face, I hope.
I get home by five, and start getting ready.
I get to Emma’s at 7 pm, exactly. I was a nervous wreck, to be quite honest. I had a boutique of white roses in my arms for her.
When Emma opened the door, wearing the dress I left her, she literally, took my breath away. She stood in the door, dressed to perfection. Her fuchsia, pink colored cocktail dress, the skirts with a bit of flare where it ended just above her knees, as she twirled around for me to see her in it. Her pink shimmering heels, her hair done up, with a few little sprigs of hair, wisps floating around to frame her face. I held another box out for her.
“You couldn’t look more perfect if you tried Emma. You take my breath away every time I see you.” I told her as I walked into her home and up to her soft body. I looked down into her sparkling emerald jewels for eyes, and leaned in to give her a gentle kiss on her lips.
“Thank you for my beautiful dress, and shoes, and well… Everything.” She said with a light blush to her cheeks, as she looked down nervously.
I tilted her head up with my fingers under her chin. “Simply beautiful.” I whispered.
“Here, these are for you.” I said walking into the house, handing her the flowers I brought her. Wait until she see’s the house transformed by the time we get back. I keep thinking to myself.
“Matthew, they are beautiful. Why do you spend so much money?” She asked shyly.
“Oh my love, believe me, this is nothing.” I told her with a wink, making her giggle.
She came back to the front room, bringing the roses in a vase with water in it. As she arranged the flowers, admiring them, I placed the gift box I had for her on the couch and walked up behind her, placing my hands on her arms.
Her dress was sleeveless, and she felt a little chilled. It wasn’t the weather for the dress, however, it was completely her when I seen it with the personal shopper.
“You feel chilly. Come over here, I have something that should warm you.” I whispered into her ear, as I lay a kiss just under her ear in that soft spot that makes her whimper softly each time I do it, making chuckle.
I take her hand, and walk her back to the couch and sit us both down. Hold the box for her, I ask her to open it, as I hold it for her.
“This is a very large box Matthew.” She tells me holding her fingers on the edge of the opening.
“Open please.” I said slowly, making her moan and roll her eyes. If we don’t get out of here soon, I am positive I am going to rip this damn dress off of her and make her scream my name ten ways to Sunday.
As she opened the lid, and moved the tissue paper, Emma gasped and wept. “Matthew, what on earth… Why did you… Oh my heavens, Matthew…” She held her hands to her mouth. I love giving her gifts. I love watching her reaction every time. It’s always different.
I pull out the full length mink coat I got her. She won’t want to know this was ten thousand dollars she would be wearing. For sure she would want to put it in a safe, or better yet, probably drag me back to return it.
I hold it out for her to put on.
Emma carefully puts the coat on and squeals as she wraps her arms around herself rubbing the soft pellets back and forth.
“You like?” I asked the stupid question.
“Do I like? Matthew, I don’t want to ever want to take it off.” She gasps, pulling the collar up to her neck, nuzzling into it, closing her eyes as she moaned.
“Now, I am jealous of the damn coat. And if I get any more aroused, I won’t be able to walk or sit in the car. Let’s go before I rip these clothes off of you this minute.” I say dragging her to the door.
Emma laughs. “What’s the rush?” She asks with a devilish grin.
“You, my little temptress, are going to be a little hellcat tonight I can tell. So let’s go have a public orgasm first over my new favorite meal. Shall we?” I ask as I wiggle my eye brows, making her laugh really hard.
Chapter 20~ Emma
When I walked into the house to get ready for my date with Matthew, I really wasn’t feeling all that much like going out any longer.
I dragged myself to my bedroom to take a bath and find something to wear and I froze in my tracks once I entered the bedroom.
I felt my face actually light up like a million watt light bulb. “Matthew.” I whispered, when I seen everything he bought for me tonight. I think I actually skipped to the bed to look over everything. I squealed in pure delight, dancing around like a school girl would, crushing on her first boyfriend or something. I put my favorite song on repeat, “Thousand Years,” by Christina Perri and took a nice relaxing bubble bath. I barely brushed my hands across my breasts. I feel like maybe if I don’t touch them, the cancer won’t spread. I know that is not rational thinking, however desperate, all the same.
I talk with my mom more these last two days than I think I did my entire life. I fear in telling my father about the results. I just need to push this all out of my mind for tonight. Just to be happy for Matthew tonight. He went through so much trouble; I don’t want to disappoint him.
When I opened the door, and seen him in full gala tuxedo, I froze. I couldn’t get enough of looking his body over. My greedy eyes wouldn’t stop at his face. I looked down to his crisp tux, the diamond cuff links, the flowers held loosely in his arms, along with a huge gift box. He looked like a knight in shining armor. I twirled around for Matthew, giving him full view of the gorgeous dress he bought me.
I felt like this was the prom I never went to. It felt
so magical, I wanted to bottle up this moment with him and relive it a million times over.
Once we made it through his restaurant, and we were seated in our private area that Matthew took me to the last time, we didn’t order. Everything was already planned. I could only smile, knowing full well what was on the menu tonight. I couldn’t stop giggling. He is just a bight light to my dark life at this moment. He makes me forget anything bad or sad. He is my lifeline, and never gives the impression it’s a duty he isn’t fully interested in committing himself to for me.
“To Emma and Matthew, the beginning of their new chapter to take, together, side by side, always.” He said, as he rose his glass to mine in a toast.
“Matthew, that was so beautiful. Thank you.” I whispered to him after we took a sip of our new favorite merlot. Very yummy, I smacked my lips, making Matthew roar out a full on hardy laughter that rolled through out my body, washing over me life a soft blanket, wrapping me in warmth and safety.
After giving Matthew my “traditional” mouth orgasm moans and groans throughout our perfect meal, that apparently he had doubled in size. I assume to only hope I would devour more to keep the show going him. It didn’t work however. I didn’t want to become too full to move tonight. I barely had been able to eat at all. My nerves where on edge for some reason and I knew Matthew could tell. He reached over, taking both my hands in his, bringing them to his lips, laying gentle kisses on the backs of each of them before lowering them again to the table.
“Emma, don’t put yourself through this inside of you. I won’t let you out of my site baby doll. You have my word. There isn’t anything we cannot conquer together. Okay?” He told me as he kept his eyes focused on mine.
I nodded.
“Now, I have an extra special evening planned for us. This is just the first part. Are you ready for the next?” He asked smiling while he wiggled his eye brows, making me laugh.
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