15. Epilogue
Matt
Show me. Her words swirl through my mind. I will show her how much I want her every day for the rest of our lives.
I pull my phone from my pocket and type a text.
“What are you doing?” Nat asks.
“Telling Ry not to send any more kids to our house,” I grin before pulling her into my lap.
Leaning down, I press a gentle kiss to Natalie's lips, savouring the taste of her. She melts against me, her body fitting perfectly into mine as our mouths move together in a slow, sweet dance.
Reluctantly breaking the kiss, I trail my lips along the line of Natalie's jaw and down the smooth column of her neck. She shivers beneath my touch, a soft moan escaping her parted lips.
I continue to nuzzle and suck at the sensitive skin, leaving a trail of butterfly kisses in my wake. My hands roam freely over her body, memorising every curve and dip as if it were the first time I'd touched her.
My hands make their way to the zip of her overalls.
“Such a waste of brilliant fancy dress,” I chuckle as I peel off the Ghostbusters uniform.
“There’s always next year,” she giggles. When the fabric falls open I see that she’s wearing nothing underneath but a lace bra. I suck in a sharp breath at the sight, my cock twitching excitedly.
"You're so beautiful," I murmur, my voice filled with reverence. Leaning down, I press a kiss to the swell of Natalie's breast, my lips teasingly grazing the fabric that covers her nipple.
A soft moan escapes from Natalie's lips, begging for more. I slide my hands under her overalls with a smile and push them off, letting them fall to the floor in a heap.
Natalie stands before me in all her glory, clad only in the black bra and matching knickers that leave little to the imagination. My eyes roam hungrily over her body. Fuck I missed this.
Unable to resist any longer, I reach out and cup Natalie's breasts through the fabric. She moans softly at the touch, her hips instinctively rocking against mine as our bodies come alive with need.
I unhook her bra and let it fall away, revealing her perfect, soft breasts. I lower my head and take one rosy nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it and sucking gently. Her hands tangle in my hair as she presses herself closer to me, lost in the pleasure of my touch.
Her skin is flushed with desire as I move from one breast to the other, lavishing each nipple with equal attention. The sweet taste of her fills my senses and ignites a fire within me that can't be extinguished.
Releasing Natalie's breast with a wet pop, I look into her eyes and see nothing but raw passion staring back at me. There's no doubt that we both want this, need this, with every fibre of our being.
"Chaise longue," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. I know exactly what she's asking for and I'm more than happy to oblige.
I lift Natalie effortlessly into my arms, carry her over to the chaise longue and gently lay her down on the plush velvet cushions. She looks up at me with a mix of anticipation and trust, her eyes filled with a hunger that mirrors my own.
Kneeling down in front of her, I take a moment to appreciate the sight before me - Natalie laid out like a feast for the senses, all soft curves and smooth skin begging to be touched. It's almost too much to bear.
I capture Natalie's lips in a searing kiss that leaves us both breathless. My hands roam freely over her body, tracing lazy circles along her thighs and hips before moving higher to cup her breasts once again. She arches into my touch, a low moan erupting from the depths of her soul.
I hook my trembling fingers into the waistband of Natalie's knickers and slowly peel them down her legs. Her eyes never leave mine as she watches me with an intensity that threatens to undo me completely.
As soon as she's completely bare before me I let my gaze wander over every inch of her - the delicate curve of her waist, the soft swell of her hips, the glistening heat between her thighs that I want to taste so badly.
I position myself between Natalie's legs rest my hands on either side of her and lean down to claim another kiss. She tastes like heaven, sweet and addictive.
A needy whimper slips from her lips as I trail kisses down her jaw and along the soft skin of her neck.
My fingers reach between her legs and I start with slow, teasing circles around Natalie's clit, revelling in the way she arches into my touch and whispers my name. Her hips move in time with mine, grinding against me in a desperate search for release.
Unable to resist any longer, I lower my head and flick my tongue against Natalie's swollen nub. The minute I touch her she cries out, her hands clutching the cushions beneath her.
I slide two fingers deep inside her dripping wet pussy as I gently suck on it. She's hot and tight around me, pulsing with need as I thrust in and out at a steady rhythm.
The sound of Natalie's moans fills the air around us and my cock is painfully hard. But this is for her, my dick has to wait.
I feel Natalie's walls clench around my fingers as she approaches the edge of ecstasy. Her whole body trembles beneath me as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over her like a tidal wave.
With one final thrust of my fingers and a well-placed flick of my tongue against Natalie's clit, she comes undone in my arms, crying out as she tumbles over the edge.
I slowly remove my fingers from Natalie's still-trembling core and bring them to my mouth, savouring the taste of her on my tongue. She watches me with a mix of love and desire as I clean every last drop. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of this.
Natalie
I get off the chaise longue with shaking legs.
“Strip!” I order. With a grin, he slowly pulls the zip on his overalls down before pushing them over his shoulders so they drop to the floor.
“All of it,” I giggle and point at his T-shirt and boxers.
He plays coy and sways his perfect bum as he teasingly slides his boxers down. I take a step towards him and gently but firmly grab his dick.
“Lie down,” I nod towards the chaise longue. That wipes the smirk off Matt’s face which is replaced by desire. He pulls his T-shirt over his head and sprawls out naked on the soft cushions. He looks like a piece of art.
I saunter to him and straddle him, my knees either side of his hips as I lower myself onto his thick, hard cock. My hands rest on his chest for balance as I control the pace, taking him inch by glorious inch.
“Fuck,” he groans, his hands gripping my hips. “You feel so fucking good.”
I moan in response, my head tipping back as the pleasure intensifies with every downward thrust. I can feel him deep inside me, stretching me, filling me completely. It’s a deliciously overwhelming sensation that has me lost in the moment.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he growls, his fingers digging into my flesh. “That’s it… just like that…”
My movements become more urgent as I ride him harder and faster. His cock hits all the right spots and it’s driving me wild. I can feel my clit throbbing with every thrust and I know it won’t be long before another orgasm hits me.
Matt sits up and pulls me into a tight hug whilst I grind down on him. I feel so close to him that I almost burst into tears. This is what I’ve been craving.
I kiss him deeply and start to bounce up and down, and with every thrust his cock rubs over my G-spot.
“Yes… yes…” he pants, his eyes locked on mine. “Fuck… you’re amazing…”
My heart races at his words and a flush of heat spreads through my body. I feel the familiar coil of tension building deep within me and I know it won’t be long before it unravels completely.
“Come for me,” Matt whispers hoarsely, his voice dripping with desire. “I want to feel you come all over my cock…”
As he says these words he circles my little nub and that gives me the last push I need for my orgasm to hit me like an explosion. My muscles clench around him as I come hard, riding out the euphoria while he continues to thrust up into me.
The look of pure lust on Matt’s face is enough to send another surge of pleasure through me. I can feel him getting closer, his movements becoming more erratic as he chases his own release.
“I’m gonna come,” he grunts, his hands tightening on my hips. “Fuck… I’m gonna come…”
I grind down on him, taking him as deep as I can as I milk every last drop of pleasure from him. His face contorts with blissful agony, his body taut with arousal.
Matt finally finds his own release with a low groan. I can feel the hot rush of his seed as he spills inside me.
I collapse against him, my breath coming in short gasps as the aftershocks of our orgasms ripple through us. Our bodies are slick with sweat and our hearts are pounding in unison.
“That was…” Matt begins, but he trails off unable to find the words to describe what we just shared.
“Amazing,” I finish for him with a contented smile.
He nods in agreement and pulls me close for a slow, lingering kiss. It’s filled with all the love and passion that our bodies have just expressed and it leaves me feeling warm and cared for.
We stay like that for a while longer, lost in each other’s arms before eventually untangling ourselves from our intimate embrace. We lie side by side on the chaise longue with our fingers entwined.
“What are you thinking?” Matt asks softly, breaking the comfortable silence between us.
I turn to look at him.
“I wonder how many books I can fit on these shelves,” I grin. Matt lets out a loud belly laugh.
“I love you, Bookworm,” he says and places a soft kiss on the tip of my nose. Right now everything we’ve been through feels so far away. But I know that whatever happens in the future, we will face it together.