Maybe Matt's Miracle
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“That’s sexy,” I say.
“So are you,” he says quietly. He shoves his pants down over his hips.
“Is there a reason you’re taking your clothes off?” I ask. My heart is tripping like mad, though.
“I like your jammies,” he says, eying me from head to toe in a slow sweep that makes my blood pound in my veins. “Did you wear those in the cab?”
“I didn’t think you’d mind.”
“I don’t. I’d like them more if you took them off, though.” He’s wearing nothing but his boxers now, and he shoves those down, too, and kicks them across the room. His dick bobs like it wants my attention. I grin. I can’t help it.
“Why are you here, Sky?” he asks.
I pull my shirt over my head. I’m not wearing a bra. “I guess I missed you.”
“Which part of me?” he asks. He lies down on his bed, his manhood arching toward his belly.
“The whole package,” I say.
He takes his dick in his hand and squeezes. “Me or my package?” He chuckles.
I roll my eyes. “You can be so silly.”
“Come sit on my face, and I’ll shut up.”
I laugh. But my panties are suddenly wet. “Don’t tempt me.”
“I’ve been trying to tempt you since the day I met you. I sat down beside you in that church, and you were trembling. I wanted to know you. Immediately. It hit me like a speeding train.”
I push my pants and my underwear down my legs and step out of them. I’m completely na**d, but I don’t care.
“You took on all that responsibility without blinking an eye, just because those kids needed you. And I fell in love with you a little bit because of that. Because if you could love three kids you’d never met, you could maybe love me a little, too.” He beckons me forward. “You got room in your heart for me, Sky?” he asks. “I did warn you that I was going to make you fall in love with me.”
I crawl across the bed until my chest touches his. I straddle his h*ps and look down into his beautiful face. “You win. I can’t live without you.” I kiss him. His lips are warm and soft and feel so right under mine. “I hope you’re ready for a big family.”
“I’m ready for anything you give me.” He arches his h*ps under me, rocking into my na**d heat.
Matt rolls us over, and he settles between my thighs. He bends his head and toys with my nipple, rolling it gently between his lips, tugging lightly and abrading it with his tongue. “You ready to marry me?” he asks when he lifts his head. He stares into my eyes, and I swear I can see the very depths of his soul. He’s good and kind, and he loves me with an intensity I never could have hoped for.
“Yeah,” I whisper to him. “I’ll marry you.”
“I’m going to ask you again when I can do it right.”
“It won’t be as wonderful as this time.” It won’t. There’s no way.
Matt reaches for a condom and rolls it down his length. He pushes inside me until he can’t push any further. Then he stills and brushes my hair back from my face. “I never thought I’d be so lucky,” he whispers.
His arms slide under my shoulders, and he holds me close to him as he begins to pump his hips. He slides in and out, in and out, in and out, each move punctuated by little grunts by my ear.
Suddenly he stops and pats my thigh. “Roll over,” he says.
I grin and comply. We’ve never done it this way, but I’m willing. I’m so willing. Matt slides one hand beneath me and dips into my curls, teasing my clit, and from behind me, he spreads my cheeks and sinks inside me. It’s fast and hard and so so perfect. I push my bottom back toward him, and he adjusts his angle until he makes me tremble. “Found it,” he gloats.
I cry out because I feel so full and so tight and Matt’s moving just right inside me. “Shh,” he whispers beside my ear.
Shit. Forgot. “Matt,” I whisper.
“I love how you say my name right before you come. Right before you get that little hitch in your breath and make that little gasping noise.” His fingers move against my clit, rubbing fast as he powers into me.
“Matt, Matt, Matt,” I chant. Then I suck in a breath as he pushes me over the edge.
“There it is,” he whispers, and then he grunts and comes inside me while my walls clamp down around him. My release flutters through me, and he works my cl*tuntil I’m spent. Then he drops onto my back, heavy and warm like a blanket, as his fingers thread through mine, holding me to the bed. He stills, and his breaths blow hot against my neck, where he buries his face. He hisses as he pulls out of me, and I can’t even move. I lie there na**d and exposed and so well worked that I don’t care.
Matt shuffles around behind me, disposing of the condom. Then he crawls across the bed and kisses my shoulder. “So glad you’re here,” he says.
Matt’s the most sincere man I’ve ever met. He tells me how he feels. And what he doesn’t tell me, I can ask about and then he’ll tell me. He doesn’t hold back.
“I love you,” I tell him, and I climb up to lay on his chest. I turn my head so that my ear is directly over his heart. It’s steady and strong and…mine. “Will you love me forever?” I ask. I lift my head to look into his face.
“And a day,” he affirms.
“Matt,” I start. I don’t know how to say what I want to say. “You mentioned that it would take a miracle for you to get me pregnant.”
“Yeah,” he says quietly.
“What if I said that I believe in miracles?”
“I’d say you’re wishing for things you can’t have.” He doesn’t stop touching me, so he’s not mad or sad. He’s just resigned to it.
“But,” I start.
He puts a finger over my lips. “But nothing, Sky,” he says. “You’re my f**king miracle. Not a baby. I don’t need a baby to make me whole. I just need you.” He laughs. “And I get your kids as a bonus. What more could I ask for?”
“Matt, could you move in with me?” I ask. I hold my breath as I wait for the answer.
“What about Seth?” he asks.
“We could have a talk with Seth.”
“I’ll talk to him when we go home in the morning.” He yawns. “You can sleep here tonight.”
“You want to go to my house now?” I ask.
He looks at the pile of condoms on the dresser and shakes his head. “We still have about nineteen condoms to use.” He lifts me up and pulls the covers down, and then pulls them over us. I settle into his arms.
“I think we should do away with the condoms and see what happens,” I suggest.
He shakes his head. “Not necessary.”
I find that spot between his chin and his shoulder that’s all mine and snuggle into it. “We’ll talk about it again later.” I yawn and close my eyes. Nothing ever felt quite this right.
Matt
I wake up with Sky in my arms. I want to wake up like this every day for the rest of my life. She’s turned so that her bottom is in my lap, and we’re lying like two spoons in a drawer. I reach behind me and get a new condom. We used four more during the night. I might just have to take her suggestion and dispense with them entirely. See what happens. But not yet. Not until I marry her. I want her to have my name. I want it to be permanent.
She stirs and murmurs encouragement at me when I push into her from behind. “Matt,” she whispers. I reach around her, trying to get to her clit, but she shoves my hand away. “I can’t come anymore,” she protests. “You wore me out.”
I stroke inside her, my movements lazy and slow. She clenches around me, and while she might not be able to come again, with me touching her cl*tshe can certainly take the warm wash of pleasure that I want to give her. She squeezes me tightly, so tight that I want to come already. Her breath hitches and she makes that noise, and my own completion hits me faster than I thought possible. I come holding on to her shoulder, pushing in lazy strokes, and she rides it out with me.
I stop moving and hold her close, not even wanting to pull out yet. She’s so perfect and everything I’ve ever wanted.
“Good morning,” she whispers.
I chuckle. “I’m almost ashamed of myself,” I say. “I haven’t come that fast since I was a teenager.” I roll her onto her back so I can look into her face. “See what you do to me?”
“I’ll take it as a compliment,” she says over a giggle.
“Are you ready to go home?” I ask her.
She smiles and nods. “Can we?”
I smack her na**d bottom and laugh. “Of course, we can. Get up. Let’s go take a shower.”
We shower quickly, and she protests that she’s sore. I wash her gently and wrap her in a towel, and then sneak her across the hallway back to my bedroom so she can get dressed. The sun is barely up, and we’re moving around like teenagers. Her hair is wet, and she’s still in her jammies. I pack some clothes this time because I won’t be coming back here. I’m going to sleep at her house, provided Seth doesn’t mind.
We stop for breakfast and take donuts back for the kids.
As we walk into her house, I realize that I’ve just come home. Her dad is puttering around the kitchen, and Mellie is helping him flip a pancake. He looks up and scowls. “Hi, you two,” he says. He glares at me. I laugh. Fuck, he’s her father. He’s supposed to glare at a man with lustful intentions. I also know I have his blessing, and that’s all I need.
“’Morning,” Sky chirps. Mellie scurries over and straight into Sky’s arms.
“I was afraid you weren’t coming back,” Mellie says. “Like my mom.”
Oh fuck. I never even thought of that. Emotion chokes me and have to swallow hard to push it back.
“I’m not going anywhere for long,” Sky explains. “Neither is Matt. We’re going to be here, kind of like a mom and dad for you.”
Mellie looks over at me like she’s curious. “A mom and a dad?”
Sky blinks her blue eyes. “Yes. A mom and a dad. Is that okay with you?”
Mellie takes Sky’s face in her little hands and looks into her eyes. “And you won’t go away?” she asks.
“Never,” Sky says.
“Matt, either?” Mellie asks. Her gaze is skeptical.
“Matt, either,” Sky affirms.
I walk toward Seth’s room. He has a meet today, I’m pretty sure, so he should be up. I knock on his door.
“Come in,” he calls.
I stick my head in. He’s getting dressed. “You almost ready?”
“Yeah,” he says. “Are you going?”
“Of course,” I say. I approach him and sit down on the edge of his bed. “Can we talk? Man to man?”
“Dude, I used a condom,” he blurts out.
“What?” I say. I stand up.
His eyes go wide. “Oh, I thought you figured it out,” he says. He winces. “Shit,” he says. “I messed that up.”
“You’re having sex?” I ask.
“Just…like…once.” He looks everywhere but at me. Hell, he’s sixteen.
“You’re being careful, right?” I ask. “Do we need to go shopping for more condoms?” I’d hate to think he just got one from the school nurse or something.
“Umm, no…” he says. “I got some.”
“Well, when you need some more, let me know.”
He nods and lets out a breath. “You’re not going to tell Aunt Sky, are you?” he asks.
I bite my lips together. “Sorry, but I can’t keep secrets from her.” He nods. “How did it go?” I don’t want details. I just want to know he’s okay.
He keeps packing his bag with his uniform and equipment. “Okay, I guess.” His face gets red.
The first time is usually fantastic for a young man, not so much for a young lady. “Who is she?” I ask. “You need to bring her by to meet us.”
“She’s not quite that kind of girl,” he says with a wince.
“If she’s worth f**king, she’s worth bringing home to meet your family, dumbass,” I bite out. That shit pisses me off. But I can remember having this same talk with Sam and Pete, too. And Logan for that matter. Logan was a bigger man whore than either of the twins. “But that’s not what I wanted to talk about.”
He looks up. “What did you want?”
This time, it’s my turn to fidget. I don’t know why I feel so out of place asking Seth about this. “I want to marry Sky,” I say.
“Okay…” he says.
“That okay with you?”
He nods slowly and then with more speed. “It’s okay with me.”
“So, I was thinking, while we wait for a wedding, that I might move in here.” I wait and watch his face. “How would you feel about that?”
“You already asked her to marry you, right?”
“Yeah.”
“You’re not going to change your mind?”
“She couldn’t chase me off with a really big stick.”
He chuckles. “It’s fine if you want to move in, Uncle Matt,” he says. My heart stalls. He just called me Uncle Matt. I’m one step closer to being part of his family.
“I like that,” I say softly.
“Me, too,” he says back. “We had better go.”
Sky has already changed clothes, and she’s getting the girls into their coats. This will be an all-day event, so she’s packed snacks and toys, too.