When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Stella slowly lifted her head and squinted at him.

When she saw the face she had been longing for day and night, she immediately assumed that she was dreaming.

She gave Matthew a goofy grin and brushed her fingertips across his cheek.

“It’s really you… It’s been so long since you last visited my dreams.

Don’t you love me anymore?”

And with that, Stella bawled her eyes out yet again.

She wrapped her arms around Matthew and held him tightly.

Nuzzling his chest, she murmured, “Yes, that’s it… It’s that familiar sound… Matthew’s heartbeat…”

Matthew froze, momentarily dazed.

His mind urged him to push Stella away, but his heart held firm, refusing to listen.

Stella only clung to him tighter, her soft curves melting into his chest, like she was trying to become one with him.

back to that tender moment at the Clark family house, when he had held her close, feeling her soft breasts beneath his

up, hot

the last shred of self-control he had, and gently pushed Stella

eyes locked onto his, a mix of pain

you

left Matthew speechless again, frozen in

take no for an

threw herself back into Matthew’s arms, her grip tighter than

pleaded, her voice trembling

push me

for a little while longer…

at him, her tear-filled eyes glassy from the

her gaze, making her seem even more vulnerable, even

Matthew’s resolve wavered.

couldn’t bear to turn

heavy heart, he closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around

into his embrace, Stella breathed him

pressing a soft kiss on