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The Man for Me

Mishka falls apart when Ambrose the boy she is in love with leaves trying to get over him she meets a charming man but is he the one for her? What happens if Ambrose comes back? Will Mishka find the love of her life or not.

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Chapter Six

You wake up the sun warm on your face. Opening your eyes, you see Ambrose next to you with his arms under his head, you look at his beautifully sculptured body and all you want to do is to trace your finger over it. I close my eyes unsure of everything that has just happened last night at the same time I shake my head smiling as I can't believe I am lying next to the man I have loved for so long as I open my eyes I see Ambrose looking at me with a smile across his face.

"Good morning baby." Feeling as if my heart is about to burst out of my chest when he calls me baby I reply. "Good morning gorgeous." Pulling you towards him he kisses you. "I have to get up, I think I am late for work already." He holds onto my hand and gives me puppy dog eyes as he whines. "Call in sick, we can spend the day together, please. I don't want to let you go just yet." You smile and lay back down on his chest and snuggle into him. He holds you and you both lay there in a comfortable silence holding on to each other.

Ambrose falls asleep again and I slowly sneak out from under his arm making sure not to wake him. Pulling his shirt on I go to the kitchen looking in the fridge I take out a couple of eggs and bacon and put them on the counter. Looking in the cupboards I find a pan to fry in. It is not long and I have adapted to where everything is in his kitchen. While I put on a pot of coffee I grab my phone from my bag and send my boss a message. Marcus has called me thirty times I ignored him as I could really not give a crap for him. I switch my phone off and put it back in my bag after sending Sonja a message saying you are not well and will not be coming in. I pour myself a cup of coffee and cook the eggs and bacon, while the bread is toasting. After buttering the toast, I arrange two plates on a tray and pour two cups of coffee, but just as I turn, tray in hand I see him standing in the doorway with just a towel around his waist. I look at him lifting my brow I scan his naked chest and take him all in. "Is it just me, but this here is exactly what I came back for," Ambrose says as he closes the gap between the two of you. Looking into his smokey brown eyes feeling yourself intoxicated you whimper "I made breakfast." I say as I place it on the table and sit down. Ambrose sits on the opposite side and looks at you. "What?" I ask as I put a piece of bacon in my mouth. He leans over the table and looks into your eyes then says. "You are beautiful Mishka, what man would not want all of you." Picking up a piece of bacon I offer it to him. He holds my wrist as I feed him the piece of bacon seductively sucking your fingers moaning. "Mm, that is so good."

After eating Ambrose helps pack the dishwasher with the breakfast dishes and pours you both another cup of coffee. "I'm going to get in the shower," he says looking back at you inviting you with his eyes as he walks towards the bedroom. Smiling I wait till I hear the water running before I head to the bathroom. I take off the shirt and climb into the shower and stand behind him running my hands down his back and over his bum, turning me he takes me in his arms letting the water fall over our naked bodies as we hold onto each other. After a few minutes, Ambrose lifts my chin up so that I am looking at him. His face is serious as he talks. "I love you Mishka." He kisses me as he lifts me up and I hook my legs around him, with my back against the wall I hold onto him feeling his erection perfect as he enters me pleasing me as no other has before. Tears roll over my cheeks never wanting this to end. Just as I reach my ecstasy I clench tight around his pulsating cock as he releases inside me, keeping himself deep inside as we catch our breaths. I utter the words my heart has been longing to say as we put our foreheads together and we look into each other's eyes. "I love you more than you will ever know. Ambrose. I have loved you for so long."