When he finally reached me, he paused and lifted my face to his by curling two fingers under my chin.

"Sweetheart, did you get ready for me with the help of Mathew?"

Although I was embarrassed, I kept my gaze. 'Yes, Sir'

I could see the excitement in his eyes as he went in for a gentle, respectful kiss on the lips.

Mathew's body temperature cooled down a little, and I heard him drop his garments on the floor. As soon as Nicola broke from our kiss, I spun around to give Mathew a compliment. He had a more robust frame than Nicola himself. My pulse fluttered and my stomach...