I shuttered with pleasure, anticipating that Matthew would enter me. But instead he laid on his side and slid his hand down until it was between my legs. I gasped at the sensation. “I love how wet you get,” he said huskily as his fingers stroked me, gently teasing my lips, and quickly finding my most sensitive spot, which he circled with the tips of his fingers.
I tired reaching for him but he stopped me. “No, no you just lay there and enjoy yourself. I want to watch your face as I make you come.” I could feel his hardness through his underwear against my thigh.
“It’s okay, I want to,” I said, even though I could barely see straight from the sensation of his touch.
“Don’t worry about me, Leah; just relax and let me take care of you.” Matty moved so that he was out of reach, and I gave up any attempt to reciprocate. The truth was that it felt amazing to just lay there and be loved on. Matty made sure to go slowly, to make it last. He alternated being kissing my lips, sucking my breasts, and staring into my eyes while he played with me. He didn’t even have to put his fingers inside of me; just his hand stroking me was enough to send me over the edge.
I finally couldn’t hold back any longer, and I arched my back, trying to create more pressure against his hand. I could never have imagined losing control this way with Matty just watching me, but I felt completely safe with him. I wanted him to see the effect he had on me, to know that he alone was the only man I would ever be this way with.
“Ah, there you go, love,” Matty said, smiling down at me. “You want me to go a little faster? Press a little harder?”
“Yes, please,” I moaned as I looked deep into Matthew’s eyes. “I love you, Matty. I love you!” I nearly yelled as the release finally came. Matty didn’t take his hand away, though; he continued touching me, which was almost painful as I was so sensitive. Now, however, he did slide a finger into me, finding a new spot to arouse. I didn’t think I could take any more, but he continued rhythmically pressing until I came again. I finally unclenched my back and relaxed into the bed. I was absolutely spent and my body almost numb.
Matty leaned down and kissed me. “I would pleasure you every day for the rest of my life just like that, Leah, and go without it myself just to prove to you how much I love you. From here on out, my number one goal in life is to make you happy. As much as I wanted to be inside of you just now, I don’t ever want you to doubt that your happiness is my number one priority. Do you believe me?”
“Yes, I do,” I said, “but you must let me show you how much I love you, too. Marriage is a two-way street, and I want you to let me drive sometimes. I want to prove to you that I’m a good driver, Matty,” and with that, I mustered up my strength and rolled over, pushing Matty down onto his back. “Now it’s your turn to lay back and enjoy yourself.” Matty grinned as he watched my head go lower and lower. I pulled down his briefs and our eyes stayed locked as I took him into my mouth, playing with him the same way he had me. He was still aroused from when he had been pleasing me, so once I committed, he came hard and fast. We collapsed side by side, holding hands and staring up at the ceiling before drifting off to sleep once again.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
“Crap, I’m late!” I said frantically as I awoke suddenly to the reminder on my phone going off. I had totally forgotten that I had a late morning meeting. “Crap, crap, crap,” I yelled as I rushed into the bathroom to clean myself up.
“What’s going on?” Matty called out, startled from his deep sleep but not yet fully awake.
“I have a meeting in less than an hour,” I shouted back. “And I’m not ready for it.” Not only was I not physically ready, I didn’t have any of my notes prepared. It wasn’t a very important meeting, just a check in for the first part of the summer session; but, regardless, I needed to show up prepared.
I started to quickly brush my teeth. I glanced at myself in the mirror above the sink and was mortified at my smudged makeup and disheveled hair. I took my toothbrush into shower with me and finished brushing in there before quickly lathering up some body wash. I used the suds to scrub my face, too, hoping to get all the eye makeup from the night before off. There was no time to wash my hair, so I grabbed a ponytail holder that I kept in the shower for when I did deep conditioning treatments and threw my hair into a messy bun. I finished rinsing off the soap and jumped out of the shower, throwing a towel around me, and running over to my closet to find something to wear.
“What would your academic colleagues think of Professor Andrews activities last night?” Matty teased as he lay sprawled out naked on top of my bed, with the edge of the blanket just barely covering him. “Professor Andrews was being rather naughty, I must say.” I had my back to him but could sense the huge smile that I knew was on his face.
“Oh, zip it,” I said, trying to feign annoyance but enjoying the joke, smiling myself as I flipped through the tops in my closet. “Mr.
