Hi Everyone, I wanted to get this chapter up since its been a while since I posted one. I haven't proofread it thoroughly so I apologize for any errors. I'm going to try to come back and correct any errors this weekend as well as post another chapter. :) Mandi

Chapter 9

There is a slight chill in the autumn air as I wait for Matthew to arrive. It's nothing a light sweater wouldn't fix but if I run upstairs to get one, I might miss when Matthew pulls up. I know it's silly, I need to see his arrival for it to be real somehow.

As if my thoughts summoned his car, he arrives. It's a good thing I didn't go get my sweater, I would have surely missed him. His car is pretty new from the looks of it. The shine mirrors the images of everything around it, including me. I don't know what kind of car it is but its beautiful just like him.

It pulls to a stop right in front of me and I can see his beautiful smile through the window. I sincerely hope that smile is for me. Only a second or two later he is stepping out of the driver side. That smile is for me, as it only gets bigger as he gets closer. "Ella, I'm so glad to see you again. " He grabs my arms that are down at my side and quickly gives me a friendly peck on the cheek. Not what I was expecting. I wanted him to wrap his arms around me, pull me in tight and kiss me deeply what would feel like forever. Maybe even dip me back like you see in the movies. "Come. We have an appointment to catch." With this he leads me over to the car and opens the passenger door. Appointment? What does he mean by appointment?

He smiles at me as I look up at him once I'm seated. "All in? Keep all arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times. The ride will commence momentarily." He is so adorable I can't even stand it. I giggle as he closes the door and runs around to get into the drivers' seat. He turns the key, "And we're off." He is so much more playful today. He is acting like a teenager, like a boy that could be my age. I'm giddy with the feeling of normalcy.

Turning slightly in the front seat so I can have a more direct access to stare at him, I ask, "So where does this ride taking us?"

"Does it matter? As long as it leads to us being alone, does it really matter where it leads?" He gives me a little knowing smile. Oh that smile does something to make my insides flip around like there is something living inside me that suddenly wakes. The feeling can easily become something that I can get use to.

"I guess you're right. As long as we are alone it doesnt matter to me at all." I look down at my hands playing with the hem of my skirt, "I really like being with you." Did I really just admit that out loud? I can feel the blood rushing to my cheeks making them flush pink.

"I like being with you too. You make me feel ten years younger. I mean that in the best way." We pull into a small parking lot. "Stay here. I'll be right back ok."

I nod then quickly remember he wants me to speak more, "Ok, I'll be right here." I smile and bite my lower lip trying not to laugh at how awkward I feel talking to his man in front of me. He is right though, he has seen me naked. He's been inside me. He's put his mouth places I would never even think a mouth should go. It's time for Ella to grow up and stop being so shy, how do I do that with the god-like man. I'm not that shy around Sarah anymore, but that because Sarah likes to talk... A lot. Practically her whole life story is know by anyone that is willing to listen for more than five minutes. You can't be shy around someone that you know so much about. That's it! Get him to talk about himself and I might also find out about that little boy's room.

A few minutes later, Matthew comes back holding a pizza box and paper bag. "MIss me?" He chuckles out his greeting as he gets back into the car. "I thought we would do pizza and a movie. Or just pizza and talk. We didn't really talk much last time. I feel partly responsible for that. " There is the knowing grin of his.

"That sounds good to me."

We are enjoying the pizza at his house a short time later. "Will you tell me more about what you said in the car?" I actually managed to say that without being awkward.

"Which thing was that?"

"What you said about feeling younger around me, in the best way. What did you mean by that?"

"That? Hmm, well I didn't mean it like you are young so I feel younger. I have to start when I was younger." He reaches over to the bag that he had got with the pizza, "Do you want a beer?" I take the beer even though I've never had alcohol before. Liquor isnt something I've ever been interested in with what I say with my step-father, but I don't want to be rude. He takes a swig and I copy his actions. The taste isn't as bad as I thought it would be.

"I'm sure you heard that I was a child prodigy." I nob affirming his assumption. "Well, it's not as great and wonderful as people make it sound. I was just a kid in this adult world. I was able to learn and understand things much faster than most people my age, or any age for that matter. Understanding things in textbooks is one thing but you can't learn to be a quote 'grown up'. That's something that you just have to experience. So there I was just becoming a teenager having to live in this world of adults. Those experiences were not something a teenage kid is prepared for. I had to adjust, and in adjusting I lost my childhood." He takes around gulp of his beer.

"See when most kids my age were riding bikes and learning to flirt with girls, I was learning how to be a doctor. I completely skipped over the learning how to be a teenager. " He finishes off the last of his beer and gives me that big beautiful smile of his.

"All the people who I meet and interact with treat me like I'm ten years older than I actually am. The girls that usually meet try to act older than they are, like they are trying to be grown up and I can't stand that. That's why I don't really date. Then I saw you, " There's that smile that would make me jump from the Empire State Building if it asked. "There was something in your smile and they way you blush, like now, that I knew you weren't like those others. You are you. A shy, young girl, that isn't trying to act like she's a woman of the world but still a young kid in this world. I liked that because I want to feel like that 17 or 18-year-old kid that I never got to be. You give me that." Leaning over the table he gently grabs my chin and kisses my lips.

Breaking the kiss I look at his eyes and see myself reflected back, "Matthew, You make me feel so grown up. I've never had anyone treat me like you have. My mother never cared that much about me and my step-father, well, I told you he didn't treat me much better. I always felt like a little girl there, meeting you I finally feel like I'm growing up. I like that. I like that I can make you feel kind of the same in a way."

"Thank you for telling me that."

"I want to ask you one other thing."

"Ok. what is it?"

"The other day when I was here I was looking for the bathroom and saw the other bedroom. The one with all the toys."

"And you think that there is a little boy who lives here." Matthew sayings in a questioning way.

"Yeah that's what I thought, but it doesn't matter to me if you have a son."

"No, I don't have a son. Those are my toys." Matthew laughs, I believe it's a slight embarrassment for him. "It's the growing up to fast thing. I'm kind of a little boy inside still. So I keep a room that I can go into and be a 15-year-old boy again for a bit. It doesn't freak you out does it."

"No, it's kinda sweet."

"Do you feel like we've been too serious? I think we need to have a little fun." Matthew runs over to the living room and turns something on. A few seconds later a song comes on, Domino by Van Morrison. He runs back over, scooping me up and we start to dance around like fools.

We are having so much fun that I don't even think I can stop dancing. Matthew finally falls to the couch taking me with him. I am laying on top of him, the most comfortable spot in the world. He is out of breath and sweaty, also a very sexy sight. The urge to kiss him takes over me, so I eliminate the distance between my lips and his. Quickly his tongue is dancing him mine, the feeling is so tense. With in a moment I feel his hands on my back, running up the skin to find the clasp of my bra.

Running my hands down his chest, my daring fingers find the button of his jeans. Without over thinking it, I undo the button and the zipper. Matthew starts to sit up breaking finally breaking our kiss. I must be showing my disappointment since Matthew says, "Everything's ok, I just want to get these pants off." Since he is took his pants off, I decide to help with his shirt. He returns the favor and undresses me. The only thing left between us are my shoes and panties and Matthew's boxers. He wraps his arms around me pulling me back on top of him.

We only kiss for what feels like hours. Matthew kisses and sucks on my neck, chest, and breasts. His hands travel down to my butt and under panties. Not quite sure how I got so brave, my hands travel down to his boxers. They find their goal of the most private part of him. I run my hand up and down him feeling him grow from my touch. "Oh Ella! That feels so good." Before I know it he has pulled my panties from my body. He replaces my hand with his, with his other hand he pulls his boxers down just enough. Within a moment he is sliding into me. Matthew wraps his arms around me holding me in place, "Don't move yet, just feel it."

The sensation is overwhelming. My love of this man grows each time we connect like this. "PLease!" I beg him.

"Since you begged." With a little laugh he starts to move. Sooner than would like, I feel myself reaching that point of release. "Let go, Ella." He grunts at me. The feeling is so intense I let out a cry. "That's my girl. Get ready, I'm going for number two." He continues moving his hips under me prolonging my orgasm. Almost as soon as I start to come down to earth, I feel the slow build again.

As I reach my second orgasm, so does Matthew. The strong legs under me start to stretch as he releases in me. We lay together in that moment for several minutes with only the sound of our breathing. "I need to get up, I have to use the bathroom."

"Well, If you must. Come back quick. I'm not done with you."