True Love Waits

Chapter 1246 Love Is In The Air

Then, Matthew received a picture of Phoebe's swollen face. There was indeed a clear palm print on her pale face.

Half an hour later, after the department manager finished reporting, he finally texted her back. "Okay, thanks for the info."

Phoebe wasn't happy with his curt reply. She was hoping for more of a resolution.

Matthew came back to the villa around 9-ish like usual. When he walked into the bedroom, he saw Erica sitting at her laptop, working. Hearing him come in, the girl immediately got to her feet and looked at him nervously.

Her big eyes shifted back and forth, as if she were planning something.

However, Matthew just gave her a quick glance and went to the closet without saying a word. Then he walked into the bathroom.

Half an hour later, he walked out. Having showered the day's dirt away, he was ready to settle in for the night. He wore the robe he fetched from the closet. When he came out, Erica had already climbed into bed.

Standing by the bed, he looked down at Erica. She was playing with her phone. He cocked an eyebrow and asked indifferently, "I thought we'd try making babies." Erica's heart pounded rapidly. So, did he want to sleep with her tonight?

She shifted nervously. It was not until then that Matthew noticed that she had just changed into the sexy wine red nightdress Debbie bought her. The way she sat made her even more ravishing, as her sexy legs were revealed by a garment's tendency to ride up.

The man's eyes were filled with desire in an instant, and he felt his male essence coursing through him like a boiling stream. He fought for control, eventually barking out a hoarse "Let's go!" "Go? How do we do that?" She didn't know what to do first.

Matthew didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "We can start by getting naked." He was amused. His wife was so pure and innocent. She seemed a bit flustered now.

"O-okay." She felt foolish. 'Of course that makes sense,' she thought. 'Let's get our clothes off.'

Half-kneeling on the edge of the bed, Erica stretched out her hands to untie his night robe.

That went quite smoothly. Soon things progressed naturally, and the two lovers were tangled on the bed.

He was on top of her, nuzzling her neck and drinking deeply from her lips with every kiss. Erica trembled and said in a small voice, "I'm a little... scared..."

whispered, "It's

like magic. She relaxed a

other, and the moment. For a long while, only the

to do with lovemaking. All sorts of shame and awkwardness about her body, her inexperience. Matthew was no stranger to sex-what if

tense up. Naturally, this caused some pain. She didn't expect the first time to be this

nails were deeply embedded in

his heart ache. He lowered his head and kissed away her tears, comforting her in a

man's chest and sobbed, "Just leave me alone. I need to sleep..." Her

right now? If he let her off this time, he might as well be a monk the rest of

head and kissed her red lips passionately,

was dawn, Matthew filled a tub with hot water and carried the sleepy woman

tucked her back in bed, she was

opened her eyes. She looked around the bedroom,

mind went

she came back to her senses and realized where she was. She was in their

the mattress again. "Aah-" She winced in pain. What happened to her? Was she in a car accident? Why did

the man's gentle words of comfort, and his vigorous motions the night before. It was all coming back to her. Last

married for three months, and she finally gave

like it was in novels or on TV. Why was her experience different? Some people said it was the

Matthew now? Was he at work, or in the

She

didn't know how she managed to leave the bed and get to the bathroom. She eased herself into the tub, wincing most of the time. When she turned on the hot water, she started to relax. She grabbed her phone and texted Matthew. "You're

was like a wolf, a hungry wolf that had been starved for three days! 'No! Make that fifteen days!' He must

room of

Group and Theo Group were in a meeting, including

capital, Sheffield and Matthew insisted on being there

meeting, Sheffield sat back in his chair, his legs outstretched. He listened to Matthew analyzing the plan for the

normally perfect neck was now marred by

teeth marks partly covered by his collar. He thought Matthew must have had one hell of a wild night. 'Scratching and biting... That sounds