The Chronicles Of A Brokenhearted Girl.

chapter 6

The work week came and went, and after our little playful meeting the other night inside Matthew's office, he hasn't come into the office since. Shelly said he was working remotely. She mentioned that he had some urgent personal matters to attend to and would be out of the office for a few days. But, all I heard about that was he was staying home because he didn't want to risk us having s*x". I smiled at the thought of him not being able to control his urges towards me. However, I couldn't help but wonder if there was more to his absence than what Shelly had mentioned. Perhaps there were other reasons why he chose to work remotely and stay away from the office. Regardless, I found myself eagerly anticipating his return, curious to see how our dynamic would unfold after our playful encounter.

It was a dull Saturday night, and I had the urge to call Matthew just to see if he would answer. I wondered if he was feeling the same anticipation as me or if he had forgotten about our encounter. Despite my curiosity, I hesitated to reach out, afraid of what his response might be and whether it would confirm my suspicions about his true intentions. I watched 'The Lincoln Lawyer, made a microwave dinner, and drank some wine, trying to stay busy and keep my mind from thinking about calling him. None of it worked; my fingers were already dialing his number before I could fully comprehend my own actions. The sound of the ringing phone filled the room, each ring increasing my heart rate and amplifying my nervousness. As the call connected, I took a deep breath, ready to confront whatever awaited me at the other end of the line. Hello." The familiar voice I had been yearning to hear for all three days responded, instantly flooding me with a mix of relief and anxiety. It was as if time had stood still, and at that moment, all my doubts and fears seemed to dissipate. "Mathew', I whispered into the phone as tears welled up in my eyes. The sound of his name on my lips brought back a flood of memories, both happy and painful. I couldn't help but wonder what he was going to say next and if this phone call would bring us closer together or push us further apart. The phone call went silent as I waited anxiously for Matthew's response. The weight of the silence hung heavy in the air, making my heart race with anticipation. Each passing second felt like an eternity, amplifying my mixed emotions and leaving me on edge. I desperately hoped that this silence was just a pause before he spoke and not a sign of something more ominous. " Where are you, Nichole?" he asked , his voice filled with concern. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself before answering. "I'm at home," I replied, my voice trembling slightly. The silence that followed was deafening, leaving me even more uncertain about the outcome of this conversation. " Okay, I am on my way", he said, and my heart raced eagerly to see him , hoping that his presence would bring me some comfort and reassurance. As I waited for him to arrive, my mind raced with thoughts of what could be troubling him and what this conversation would entail. I couldn't help but feel a mix of anticipation and anxiety as I prepared myself for whatever was about to unfold.

I sprayed my favorite scent of Chanel No. 5 perfume, and I slipped into something soft and more revealing , hoping to make a lasting impression on him. The room filled with the intoxicating fragrance as I nervously adjusted my outfit, trying to strike the perfect balance between alluring and approachable. A knock on my door signaled that Matthew was here, and my heart skipped a beat. I took a deep breath, reminding myself to stay calm and confident as I opened the door to greet him. As we exchanged greetings, I couldn't help but wonder what exciting adventures or meaningful conversations awaited us tonight. Matthew woke up and sniffed the air with a smile, commenting on the delightful scent that filled the room. His compliment put me at ease, and I felt a surge of excitement for the evening ahead. As we made our way to our destination, I couldn't help but anticipate the possibilities of a memorable and enchanting night with him. "So, you're working remotely now?" He stepped back and looked at me, and before I could say another word, we were kissing passionately. The electricity between us was palpable, and it felt like time stood still at that moment. As we continued our embrace, I knew that this evening would be one for the books, filled with both romance and adventure.

We both went up for air to breathe and looked into each other's eyes, the anticipation and desire evident. With a smile, he whispered, "Shall we continue this enchanting night under the starry sky?" My heart raced with excitement as I nodded in agreement, knowing that this night would be one to remember forever. We made our way to my bedroom, Matthew leading the way, his hand gently guiding me. As we entered the room, I couldn't help but feel a surge of electricity in the air, knowing that this night held endless possibilities. The flickering candlelight cast a warm glow, creating an intimate atmosphere that set the stage for an unforgettable experience. He pulled the nightgown I had on off and threw it to the floor, revealing my bare skin underneath. The anticipation grew as our bodies gravitated towards each other, ready to explore the depths of passion and desire that awaited us in the darkness of the room. We kissed, and he positioned himself between my thighs , igniting a fire within me that burned with an intensity I had never felt before. Our connection deepened as we surrendered to the intoxicating rhythm of our bodies, losing ourselves in a world where time stood still and only pleasure mattered. My moans filled the room, and Matthew's grunts could be heard as well , creating a symphony of raw desire. Every touch, every whisper, fueled the flames of our passion, pushing us closer to the edge of ecstasy. At that moment, nothing else existed except for the overwhelming pleasure we shared, binding us together in a dance of unbridled sensuality. We were both close to our climax , our bodies trembling with anticipation. The intensity of our connection heightened, and as we reached the peak of pleasure, time seemed to suspend itself, allowing us to savor every blissful sensation before surrendering to the waves of ecstasy that washed over us.