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 okay. Nothing to be

voice worked like

a long while, only the sounds of love could be

was thinking of, and none of them had to do

this caused some pain. She

nails were deeply embedded

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

her hands on the man's chest and sobbed, "Just leave me alone. I need to sleep..." Her tone was

let her go to sleep right now? If he let her off this time, he might as well be a monk

kissed her red lips passionately, cutting her

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

she was already fast asleep.

afternoon before Erica finally opened her eyes. She looked

the ceiling, her mind went blank for a

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

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

motions the night before. It was all coming back to her. Last night, she and Matthew finally made love. They finally experienced the most

three months, and she finally gave

Some people said it was the best feeling in the world. That an orgasm was a life-changing experience. But why

Matthew now? Was he at work, or in the

he was. She needed to go to the

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

days! 'No!

room

ZL Group and Theo Group were in a meeting, including Sheffield and Matthew. They had been

Sheffield and Matthew insisted on being there

back in his chair, his legs outstretched. He listened to Matthew analyzing the plan for the group. Everyone else was just watching Matthew

was now

counted. There were at least seven scratches of different sizes, and two rows of teeth marks partly covered by his collar. He thought Matthew must have had one hell of a wild night. 'Scratching and biting... That sounds like Erica