Always Be Mine~ (18 page)

“
Not going anywhere baby doll. This is solid cherry wood.” Matthew confirms with a fist pounding on the table. He then climbs over the edge, steps down to the floor, and made the come here hand signal to me, making me smile seductively towards him.

I curled myself over to get on all fours, and crawled slowly to him. I knew this was making him crazy, his hard, enormous cock was twitching. He caught me looking down at him and how aroused he was, when I looked back up to his eyes he had a grin on his face as he leaned down towards the table, placing his hands on the table to hold himself hovering over the table at me.

“Enjoying the view Emma?” He asked suggestively, with an arched brow.

I crawled up to the end of the table and knelt up, leaning back with my heels pressed into my ass, I nodded.

All of a sudden, Matthew grabbed me by the waist and pulled me off the table into his arms, making me squeal.

Matthew snaked his solid large arms around me, keeping one hand on the small of my back and the other one wrapped under my ass. I wrapped my legs around his body and we reacquainted our lips and tongues to one another.

This time, our kisses were desperate. We both were worked up into a frenzy, aching for each others consumption. Both of us, moaning into each others mouths and Matthew walked us over to couch. He plopped down onto the couch, pulling me on top of him as he fell back.

I straddled his body, as he pulled my legs wider apart with him spreading his legs out more.

He immediately took his hand down between us, and circled my clit with his finger. “Fuck Emma, you are so ready aren’t you baby?” He moaned in between kisses and tongues lashing at the others, in a battle or duo in a sword fight.

I pulled my mouth off of his, stretching myself up, bending into his body, arching into his hard body.  I started grinding my hips into his, craving deeper penetration.

“Plllease Matthew, I need you so badly.” I moaned.

“
What do you want baby? Tell me.” Matthew asked, pushing me closer to the edge.

“
Please Matthew; I want to feel you inside me. Please.” I mewled in desperation for his cock to be buried inside me.

“
Mmm, Emma, I love to hear you sound so desperate to have me. You sound so sexy begging for it.” He groans with a low grunt as I wiggle in his arms.

Matthew takes his throbbing cock and rubs my clit with it, running it up and down between my drenched folds.

“I love to feel how soaked you get for me baby. You like how that feels?” He teased me.

“
Please Matthew.” I couldn’t think, I couldn’t do anything but beg for him to release me into euphoria. Matthew finally guided himself to my wet opening, placing the palm of one of his hands on my chest, between my breasts. He kept his hand flat against me, moving his other hand, widely through my hair, holding the back of my head.

He then leaned me back into his perched up legs on the coffee table. He slowly moved his hands down the sides of my body, gripping his hold around my hips, pulling my pelvis to arch into him as I slid down onto his hard, pulsating cock, creating an intensity between us, we both groaned a sound of pure pleasure. I leaned my head back into his bent legs, allowing my head to dip back down between his legs, up by his bent up knees.

“You have no idea how gorgeous you look like this, allowing your body to give into its pleasure. So fucking gorgeous baby doll.” He says slowly as if it pains him to speak.

Matthew starts pulling my hips down onto his cock; I began thrusting myself into him when he pulled me into his groin.
“Sit up for me baby, I want to watch you come for me.” He whispers, as he guides me up with one of his hands.

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 21
st
. 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
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