Baby It's Cold Outside

"Beautiful what's your hurry?" Mathieu was getting exasperated, he just wanted Elizabeth all to himself. It was as if simply meeting her healed his once devastated heart, but in this entire time, he hadn't once thought about his promise to himself of swearing off women or about what Melissa had done to him.

"Beautiful... Please don't hurry..." Matt heard himself beg as he locked eyes with Elizabeth.

""Dang those chocolate brown eyes of her were going to destroy me,"thought Matt.

"Gosh, those green eyes were perfect," thought Elizabeth.

"Well..." Elizabeth hesitated momentarily.

"Maybe just a half a drink more..." Feeling victorious, Matt happily helped Elizabeth remove her boots while she took off her heavy winter jacket and scarf.

"Come on, beautiful... Let's go finish making that hot chocolate. And scout's honor I'll be on my best behavior." Matt saluted as if to gesture a scout's honor promise. Elizabeth chuckled at his silliness, loving the way his dark brown hair looked kind of wild.

"Were you a scout?" She asked him curiously.

"Never in my life." He deviously winked before taking her hands again and pulling her to stand up with him.

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Fifteen minutes later, Elizabeth found herself snug in Mathieu's arms as they sipped hot cocoa. They had ended up sharing a mug and talking about their lives. There was no secrets between them as neither of them saw reasons as to why keep them. Sure some of the topics they talked about were difficult, but being with one another seemed to ease that.

Elizabeth felt heart practically give when Matt talked about his parent's tragic death in his senior year of high school. His father was an avid pilot in his free time and he was flying his wife out on a trip for their anniversary.

"They were so excited to go to the Cayman Islands. My mother always wanted to go there. It was all she could talk about for weeks... Woman drove me crazy, but god I loved her." He sighed, he had always been very close with both his parents since he was an only child and had been home schooled.

"I didn't think anything of having not heard from them the next day. I figured that if they had landed, they were busy getting used to the time zone change and settling into their hotel... But then an officer knocked on my door. I asked him what was wrong and he told me that I should probably sit down. When I finally did, he told me that their plane was found in a wreckage, and their bodies had been found as well. There was nothing that could have been done for them... Jeeze... Never in my whole life have I felt like that. It nearly killed me." Matt had already been eighteen at the time and with no other family, everything his parent's had worked so hard for had become his. It didn't matter, because he had no one.

"So I went to college... I wanted to be an entrepreneur and start my own business... A restaurant... Somewhere along those lines I meant Melissa... Worst mistake of my life..." He had given his heart to that spineless woman on a silver platter and boy did she eat that up. He told Elizabeth about how he had proposed to her a year later and they decided on a long engagement since Melissa wanted to get her career as a fashion magazine editor in line. Instead, it was just an excuse for her to convince her man on the side to marry her. Apparently that man had better prospects. So when he caught her cheating two years after that proposal that he broke it off with her.

The last year was a blur, he had been trying to get over her. That was pretty much it for his history, Matt decided as he pressed his lips to her neck, wondering what was going through that pretty little head of hers. He knew she was trying to absorb his past.

"Matt..." Elizabeth murmured softly, taking the mug out of his hands, and setting it on the brick border around the fireplace.

"If I ever meet Melissa, I'm going to slap her... And then thank her." Matt's whole body began to shake with laughter at her statement and his hold on her tightened. He couldn't help but think how great she was in that moment when she began to join him in laughing.

"No worries dear...The last I heard was that Melissa gave birth to that other man's twins and his so called prospects went straight down the drain. Funny how karma works. She went with the successful man and now I'm the hot shot with a booming business." Shaking her head, it was now Elizabeth's turn to share her history.

"When your twelve... None of that stuff really makes sense... Sure I was very intelligent at that age, but my parents also hadn't been very straight forward with me about how bad my father's health was getting until it was too late... I just remember my mother telling me to hurry up and get dressed, we had to go to the hospital. It was night so by this point I was fast asleep. When I finally did as she told me that ambulance was already taking my dad away... It scared me so much... The ride to the hospital was forever and it was even longer before the doctor told us that my father had gone into cardiac arrest due to the medications and how hard his body had been fighting the cancer. He died en route to the hospital. The doctor said it so stone like that I screamed. I just screamed until the man left. And then I cried. I can't imagine how a person can just stand there so calm and tell a wife and a daughter that the most beloved man in their life just died! It made no sense... I was so devastated..." Elizabeth sighed, tears slowly making their way down her face as she remembered how painful that experience had been.

She felt so comforted by the way Matt rubbed her back with one hand and gently tilted her face towards his with the other and wiped away her tears. She kissed his lips gently and pulled away to admire the smile that had formed on his face.

Elizabeth knew she had to go on about the things in her past that made her who she was now so she kept on. She ended her whole little monologue by telling Matt about Cooper and how she had ended back in Minnesota. "I haven't talked to him since that day, but he hasn't taken the hint. Still calls and leaves voicemails. Once a cheater, always a cheater." She finished, not caring about what Cooper had to say to her.

"Thank goodness for Cooper." Matt sighed softly, happy to have this woman in his arms. Well he was until she pepped right up again.

"MATT! You have a Christmas tree and it's not decorated!?" She was in disbelief. Matt was quick to learn that the winter season was Elizabeth's second favorite next to summer and that Christmas was her all-time favorite holiday. She loved everything about it. She loved the spirit. The way people were so happy (for the most part) during the season. It just brought joy to her.

"Oh yeah... The tree..." He knew there was no way getting out of this now. "Don't you have decorations?!" Elizabeth was already up and over by the tree, examining it. He smirked when he watched her lean in and take in a scent of the pine.

"Don't get your knickers in a twist, little lady. Give me a sec..." Mathieu went up to the big closet in a nearby hallway that lead to the laundry room. His mother had always kept the decorations upstairs making it easiest to access them. He pulled out a box of Christmas lights and another box of ornaments and carefully dragged them back to the living room. Elizabeth all but tackled him for the lights. Together they began decorating and Matt would listen to the beautiful angel that had burst into his life singing Christmas carols. Once the lights were on the tree and the ornaments hung, Elizabeth found the star that went on the very top.

"Oh Matt, can you lift me up?" Elizabeth asked, the look of happiness in her eyes made Matt's heart swell with pride.

"Of course, Angel." He had taken to calling her that, because she was just that. His angel. He carefully lifted her up so that she could place the star on top of the tree. It kind of unnerved Elizabeth how easily he had just picked her up as if she was as light as a feather. "It's ready now!" She squeaked with joy before finally plugging the tree in. It lit up so beautiful that it took her breath away.

Matt admired Elizabeth as she admired the tree. This little woman was so beautiful that she took his breath away. There was something about the way that her eyes were lit up in this moment that made him want to do whatever it took to keep that look on her face. In that moment, Matt knew in his heart, that he would do just that. Do whatever it took to always keep that light glowing in Elizabeth's beautiful eyes. She threw her arms around Matt and began to fervently thank him. He laughed, but soon hushed her words of thanks with his lips. He just had to have this beautiful woman. This evening had been so perfect, but he craved to make love to her.

The kiss quickly became more passionate and the two of them sank down on to the floor somewhere in between the glowing Christmas tree and the crackling fire place. There was no doubt in Elizabeth's mind that she wasn't ready. More now than ever had she wanted to lose her maidenhood. Mathieu Storms was the one for her.

Matt's lips started to make their way down to her neck and he easily located his spot as if he had known her body in the most intimate ways his entire life.

A gasp was elicited from her lips and her hands went to the bottom of his wife beater and slipped beneath the fabric to his hardened stomach. It was Matt's turn to gasp now. He pulled away from her and in record time had his shirt off before bringing his attention back to Elizabeth. Flushing a deep shade of red, knowing that her panties had to be soaked all the way through by now.

"You are wearing way too many clothes, Angel." Matt's husky voice whispered in her ear as the evidence of his arousal pressed against her thigh through her clothing. From what Elizabeth could tell, Matt was very well endowed. "Then help me take them off..." She responded daringly, not knowing what was coming over her. All she knew was that she had to have Mathieu right now.

Clothing article after clothing article were expelled from their bodies and soon their naked bodies pressed together. Elizabeth and Matthew were still locking lips and tangling tongues. He just couldn't get enough of the taste of her lips and she couldn't help but to imagine the amazing things his tongue could do to her. Just because she was a virgin didn't mean she was an uneducated virgin.

Mathieu's large hands took hold of her tiny wrists, pinning them to her sides before making his journey down low. Her eyes grew large when she realized what he was preparing to do and panic flashed through her and dissolved the moment his mouth latched onto a pebbled nipple. "Matt!" She cried, feverishly. Her nerve endings when wild as he began to feast on one nipple before switching to the other. Her moans were an orchestra, encouraging him to conduct a masterful symphony.

When he felt that her breasts wore thoroughly explored and feasted upon, he dragged his lips lower, aching to taste more of her sweetness. He let go of her wrists and used a free hand to gently part her nether lips with his fingertips.

"So wet, Elizabeth..." His eyes taking in how her liquid heat dripped from her. He let his tongue take one long lick down her slit, from her clit to her vaginal opening. His tongue swirled briefly around the opening and he gently sucked. At that moment they both moaned loudly. Elizabeth had never felt something so exquisite and Matt felt like a starved man at and endless buffet.

His first taste of her told him that he would never get enough of her and he began to lap up her juices like there was no tomorrow. Elizabeth's moans turned into quickened gasps for air as she writhed on the floor in front of the fireplace.

Feeling that Elizabeth was getting closer to her climax, Mathieu let his lips lock around her enlarged clit, and began to make love to her throbbing bundle of nerves with his tongue along. He alternated between fast and slow strokes of his tongue and gentle nibbles. "Oh! Oh! OH! Matt!!" Elizabeth was squealing and screaming and Matt took that as his cue. Taking a finger, he eased it into her drenched opening, and slightly curved it to brush against a wall.

A white light blinded Elizabeth's eye sight before she squeezed her eyes shut and began to thrash beneath her lover. Matt's loving aggressions didn't cease as Elizabeth rode at one...Two... Three continuous orgasms. Never in her entire life had she known a pleasure so weakening and so euphoric.

Matt's eyes had been watching her and he was rather surprise to see the tears sliding down her face. Ending his exertions, he made his way back up to her. He placed a tender kiss upon her parted lips and gently wiped away her tears.

"My love.... You're crying..." He was a little worried, unworried if he had been so lost in what he had been doing that he hadn't heard her to tell him to stop. Elizabeth started to chuckled and soon was laughing hysterically. Now, Matt was extremely confused. Had he or hadn't he done something wrong. Only Elizabeth had known that he had done something almost too right for her to handle. She almost couldn't wrap her mind around the pleasure that had just engulfed her 'innocent' body.

"Oh Matt that was... Oh god..." The only way for her to describe it was by letting out one more moan while the aftershocks of her orgasm took their course. Matt now understood and a proud smile lit up his handsome features. He was going to marry this woman. For the rest of his life he wanted to bring her so much pleasure that she would cry and then laugh.

His hard-on that was so stiff that it was painful begged for attention now. "Angel... I'm going to make love to you know." A smirk spread across his lips when he felt Elizabeth widen her legs for him. He positioned himself at her entrance and could feel her tense ever so slightly when his member began to make its venture inside of her. As if feeling her body's instinctive reaction, Elizabeth relaxed almost immediately, and Matt found himself soon seated inside of her to the hilt. Only with a slight wince had she given signs of the pain that losing her virginity had caused her. While Elizabeth had long ago lost her hymen to horseback riding, the stretch of him was still rather uncomfortable.

Soon she adjusted to his size and pushed her hips forward. "More..." Elizabeth asked softly before feeling Matt start to slide in and out of her. He set a steady, slow, and almost torturous pace. "Faster!" She begged and he laughed. He had wanted to be as gentle as he could with her, but this little minx had other plans. Matt obeyed and was soon pounding in and out of her tight, wet pussy at a ferocious speed. Over and over again. Every time he felt her get close, he would slow his pace to an almost stop. Elizabeth was getting angry now at being denied release and her legs wrapped tightly around his hips to lock him inside of her. "Please Matt! Please!" She needed it and she wanted to feel him release at the same time of her. Matt grinned and leaned back slightly, putting his palms on either side of her head, before giving her his all. He made deep, long strokes inside of her tight canal. Each time he hit her spot and she delightedly moaned.

The crescendo rose and they were soon both screaming. If Elizabeth thought her orgasm earlier was intense then there were no words to describe the one she had just experienced. Matt had shouted and growled when his load shot from him and into her. He had felt it stirring in his balls as they tightened to his body. The pressure inside of him had been almost scary before his release and he couldn't stop his orgasm once it began. What was maybe ten seconds seemed like an eternity to both of them before their simultaneous orgasms ended. Matt hardly caught himself from collapsing on top of her. He gently pulled out of her and pulled her into his arms. Their bodies were thoroughly soaked, hot and sweaty from their love making, and even more so from it taking place in front of the burning fire.

"I love you, Elizabeth... I don't care if it's been a few hours. I love you." Matt whispered, knowing without a doubt that this woman... This Angel... Was made for him.

"I love you too, Mathieu." Tears again were running down Elizabeth's face. She was scared of loving someone so strongly so soon and so young, afraid of the hurt she would feel if anything were to happen, and petrified of the thought of losing him.

Wrapped amongst one another, the lovers fell asleep, just as a heavy snowfall brewed once more. When they awoke, sometime in the early hours of morning, they made love again. They memorized each other, committing everything to memory.

The next morning, Matt woke Elizabeth with a fresh cup of hot cocoa and a sweet kiss. "Oh no! My mom is probably so worried!" She gasped when she saw that the clock mounted on the wall read eight a.m. "I should call... No... No... I have to go..." She was frantic. This was so unlike her normal behavior. Matt watched Elizabeth fumble for the phone hidden in her discarded jeans with an amused smile on his face. She wasn't going anywhere. They were snowed in.

When her mother answered, Lorraine told her daughter just that and assured her that she had no worries of her being in the wrong hands. "Go get him tiger." Lorraine laughed before hanging up the phone. Elizabeth's face was fire engine red, leaving Matt to wonder what her mother had said. He didn't wonder to long as he took in the sight of how beautiful her exposed body was to his.

"Now...How about some pie?" He chuckled, remembering the dessert that had started all of this, before moving on top of her to get it started all over again.