When Matthew came back home, he was surprised to see people milling around the house. He was even more surprised that they greeted him by name. Concerned, he ran up the stairs leaving his bag on the ground. The nursery door was open as he turned the corner, but it wasn’t Chelsea he saw. The woman in front of him was a young, blonde woman who smiled at him softly.
“The twins are fine. Chelsea’s in her study.”
Matthew nodded absently. He wondered if he’d bumped his head on the way home. As he walked into Chelsea’s office, she was behind her computer, a phone in her hand.
“Yes, I understand. I promise you, we’re more than onboard for taking possession of the estate. Yes. I’ll speak with you tomorrow then. Bye.”
As she hung up the phone, she saw Matthew and smiled. He looked out of breath as he stood in her doorway. She got up from her chair. When she was in reach, she wrapped her arms around him.
“Welcome home. I missed you,” she said before she kissed him.
“I missed you too,” he said absently. “What is all this?”
“I took your advice. We have a nanny, housekeeper, chef and gardener. Just for now, until the kids get a little older. I’ve gotten so much done. I even started working on a few cases. It’s been amazing. Also, I wanted to say I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have snapped at you like that, no matter the reason. I’m really glad you’re home.”
This time, Matthew took her up in a deeper kiss. She gasped as he finally let her up for air. The look in his eyes said it all, but still he didn’t ask. It was one of the reasons she’d married him, wasn’t it? His thoughtful, compassionate nature? Still, he didn’t have to ask.
“I have a surprise for you,” she whispered quietly.
“Really? What’s that? “
Chelsea closed her office door, the quiet click filling the whole room. She turned the lock. As she walked over to Matthew, she pushed him against her desk. The look on his face, wide eyes, opened mouth, was delicious to take in.
“You don’t have to…I mean, I know you’re still healing…”
“Shhh.”
Chelsea ran her fingers over the fabric of his jeans, the scratching sound filling her ears. Her hand laid flat over his cock as it jumped to life in her hand. A moan escaped his lips, his eyes never leaving her movements. She unzipped his pants before she pushed them and his boxers to the ground. He kicked out of his shoes, yanked his t-shirt over his head disheveling his blond hair.
As he watched, she dropped to her knees. First, she pulled off the shirt she wore, discarding it along with her bra. Her breasts popped into view. Matthew reached a hand down, squeezing one after the other. She could tell he was having sensory overload. She wasn’t done yet.
Chelsea trailed her tongue from the base of his cock to the tip, swirling her tongue seductively. She took her time, wetting every inch of his flesh. Her tongue switched between long, languid strokes, to fast darting trails. Every time she sped up out of the blue, he shuddered, moaning loudly. The sound of his moaning made her want to please him even more.
She wrapped her lips around his cock, loving the way he filled her mouth. For a moment, she held him there, her breath warming him. He groaned out in frustration, tried to grab her hair and thrust forward. She slapped his hand away, pushed his hands down on the desk. He looked at her in shock, the action turning him on.
Chelsea stopped teasing him. She sucked her lips in, moving her mouth up and down his shaft. The wet sound of her lips against his flesh sent shivers down her spine to her pussy. She took every inch in her mouth, into her throat. Slowly, she released his hands, her fingers trailed the inside of his inner thighs. She knew that spot never ceased to make him lose it.
She was right. Matthew began to moan, this time she let him grip her hair. His hips were moving in time with her lips, the steady motion making his orgasm build and build. She felt the muscles of his legs tighten in her hands. Chelsea moved her mouth faster, the suction getting stronger. Above her, Matthew’s eyes were closed as he mumbled oh God, oh God over and over again. He held her in place as his cock twitched and throbbed. Pools of warm cum invaded her mouth. She swallowed them down, wiping her lips after he’d slowly removed his cock.
“Well, that’s one way to welcome someone home,” he said still out of breath.
She grinned. “You deserved it. “
They spent the night together like they hadn’t in weeks. Both of them curled up in bed, wrapped around each other. When the babies were hungry, Chelsea fed them. They cooed over them, playing with the pair before they became sleepy again. Matthew put them to bed before he climbed back next to her. The warmth of his body pressed against hers shut out the cold.
“I love you,” he said softly.
“I love you too.”
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