When we reached my bedroom, I quietly closed the door before turning around and melting into Matthew. Our kissing was much different than it had been when we were younger. We now both knew how to do it properly without butting teeth or smashing noses. And we didn’t have to worry about my parents catching us. I could not get enough of his mouth on mine, the feeling of his lips and the taste of him as we let our tongues explore one another’s mouths, which was much nicer than the first time he’d let his tongue graze my lip in the eighth grade.
The lights were off in my room, but the moonlight shone through the window. My body was already on fire and we hadn’t even moved beyond kissing. My heart wanted to go slowly and enjoy every moment, but my body wanted – no, needed – to move faster. “Matty, I love you so much. I need you inside of me. Now. Please.”
Matthew let out a moan of desire as he shrugged off his suit jacket and loosened his tie. I quickly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off of him, throwing it aside; he turned me around and unzipped my dress, letting it fall to the floor. Staying behind me, he unbuckled my bra and let his hands slide around to my breasts, stroking them gently and pressing his naked chest against my back, kissing my neck. He then ran his hands down to my panties and hooked his fingers around the waist on either side to nudge them down before returning his hands to my breasts, this time squeezing them with a growing intensity.
As much as I loved his hands on me, I forced myself to wiggle around so that I could unbuckle his belt and undo his pants. He helped by pushing his underwear down and then paused a second before pulling his socks off. I laughed a bit at that, and he smiled before coming back to envelop me in another passionate kiss.
We stumbled towards my bed, making no effort to get under the covers. I did not want anything between us, no sheets or blankets. I just wanted Matthew’s body fully pressed against mine. I wanted to feel every inch of him.
“Am I going too fast?” Matty asked. “Please tell me, Leah. We can slow down.”
“Do you want to slow down?” I asked, and before he could answer, I said, “because I don’t. I said I wanted you now and I meant it.” I spread my legs and wrapped my arms around him to bring him down as close to my body as possible. Matty adjusted and was suddenly inside of me. We stopped kissing and just stared into each other’s eyes as we began moving together. We sped up quickly and I exploded within moments. He kept moving and when he came, I did again. The intensity was almost painful, almost too much to bear. And I came again just before he finished moving.
We collapsed next to one another and caught our breath. We were both naked and sweaty, sprawled out on top of my bed, which was now a tangle of the linens we hadn’t pulled back.
“Leah, did you come…. three times?” Matty asked with wonder.
“Yes, yes I did,” I said confidently before turning over on my side to lay against him. “YOU made me come three times, Matthew Boyd.” And with that I giggled a little before gazing up at him. He was playing with my hair and looking at the ceiling, a sleepy grin on his face.
“If we had to be apart for sixteen years to get to tonight, I can almost say it was worth it,” Matty said, before looking at me and adding, “Well, almost. A few less years would have been better, huh?”
“I’d have waited a million years for you if I would have known this night would happen, Matthew.” I pulled myself up to kiss him gently before snuggling back down next to him.
“I love you, Leah. I love you so much,” Matthew whispered. “I promised you once that nothing would ever keep us apart. I couldn’t keep that promise before, but I can now. I promise you that nothing will ever separate us again.” And with that, Matty drifted to sleep. I carefully reached over and grabbed a blanket from next to the bed and spread it over us.
“I love you, too, Matty. I always have. And I always will,” I whispered as I watched his breath steady and his chest rise. And with that, as I had on that night sixteen years before, I tried to match my breathing to his before falling asleep with him. Yet tonight, I knew that he would still be with me in the morning. While I would have normally felt ashamed at letting my passions get the best of me, I felt no remorse with how the evening had escalated. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I loved Matthew, that he loved me, and that we were meant to be together. If one or both of our lives ended tomorrow, I would be satisfied knowing that Matty had loved me as much as I loved him.
CHAPTER TEN
I awoke suddenly in the night to the sound of someone’s car alarm going off in the neighborhood; and for a brief second was shocked at the feeling of a body next to me. And then I remembered: Matthew. I smiled and leaned over to kiss the side of his torso before letting my hands gently explore his chest, giggling a bit at the hairs that definitely weren’t there when we were teenagers. I knew I should let him rest and that I should get back to sleep myself, but I just couldn’t stop myself
