You know i make you wanna scream..

I stared at Matt, unable to speak. Did he really just ask me to marry him?
A million thoughts came into my head in a millisecond. Was he joking? If he wasn't joking, would we last? Was I ready for this? I was only 27, was I ready for marriage?
Deciding I loved him enough, I went to say yes, to realize I was crying. 'Yes.' I sobbed. 'Yes, yes, yes!' I nodded, putting my head in my hands as he pulled me into a huge hug.
'My life is perfect now.' he murmured as he held me. He then took the little red box from the pizza box. 'I asked you in the classiest way possible, with a pizza box.' he laughed, as he opened the red box, to reveal a beautiful white gold ring, with a beautiful diamond on it. He turned it around in his fingers, which showed that on the inside of it, there was an infinity symbol engraved in it. I held out my hand as he placed it on my finger. I cried even more looking at it. I was engaged to Matthew Sanders. I was going to be Eleanor Sanders. I hugged Matt tightly. 'I love you.' I cried.
'I love you so much. Always and forever.'

'He what?' Kaycee shouted down the phone at me.
'Take it easy, Kayc, you're going to do your vocal cords damage shouting like that. He proposed to me.' I laughed.
'Dear God, tell me you said yes!'
'No, I threw the ring back at him and walked out.' I said, winking at Matt who was cooking dinner, as I sat at the kitchen island. 'I'm kidding, obviously I said yes.'
'Alana's here with me, and we call dibs on bridesmaids!'
'Of course. '
'Aw, El, we really are so happy for you, even though I really did not see this coming at all. Tell him if he hurts you, I have sources.'
I rolled my eyes, and started staring at my engagement ring, moving my hand around so I could see it at every angle. 'Thanks, guys. And sure, I'll tell him.'

I hung up, and walked over to Matt, who was cooking lasagna. He turned around and kissed me gently. 'Tell me what, fiancee?'
I giggled, stomach flipping at the thought of being Matt's fiancee. 'If you hurt me, Kaycee has sources, apparently.'
Matt snorted. 'Well, tell her she won't be needing those sources, cos I'd never hurt you.'
I smiled widely as I sat back down at the island. 'So, tell me how you planned the proposal and how long you've been planning it for.'
He sighed. 'Well, I've been thinking about it for a few weeks now, but I didn't think you'd want to, and I know we've only been together like, 2 months, but I've known you for about a year now, and honestly, I've been in love with you since you talked to me in Ireland half a year ago. Anyway, I picked the ring last week, and I just asked that delivery guy to bring an empty pizza box. I thought it was a different way to propose rather than the traditional way.'
I smiled. 'It was an amazing way.'
'I know we're not even engaged a day, but we do need to start thinking about the wedding.' he said.
'That will be an interesting day' I said. 'When do you think we should have it?'
Matt shrugged. 'Well, it's February now, so let's say a summer wedding, maybe July?'
I smiled. 'Sounds perfect. I better tell my mom.' I picked up my phone, and dialled my Mom's number. My mom and I had always been close, but I was grown up now and she was still busy with her job, which was a bank manager, so we never really kept in contact, sadly.
'Eleanor?' I heard the same, gentle voice I adored so much.
'Hey mom.' I said cheerily.
'Hello, sweetheart. Are you alright?'
'I'm fine.' I said nervously. Would she approve? 'I was just wondering if you're around the next few days, maybe we could meet up and grab some lunch or something?'
'Sure, hun. Is everything alright? Do you need money? Are you in trouble?'
I laughed at my erratic, concerned mother. 'Mom, I'm fine, honestly. I just need to talk to you about a couple of things, nothing bad.'
'Are you pregnant?' she said excitedly. My mom always told me how much she was looking forward to the day I had kids.
'No, mom, I'm not pregnant.' I laughed, and Matt turned around from the cooker, raising his eyebrow.
'If you're sure you're alright, baby. How does tomorrow sound, The Market Broiler, lunchtime?'
'Perfect. Thanks, Mom, see you then.' I hung up the phone.
'I love your mom already.' Matt grinned as he plated up the lasagna.
'She's something, anyways.' I laughed, as I ate dinner with my fiancee.

'So, have you told any of the guys yet?' I said.
'Not yet.' Matt shook his head. 'I will, though. They're gonna be so happy, they love you.'
'I love them too.' I smiled widely.
After dinner, I went for a run on the beach, just to clear my head. I couldn't believe I was engaged. To Matt fucking Sanders. I was literally the luckiest girl in the world. There were people who would kill to be in my place. I loved him so much, and now he was really mine, since he had asked for my hand in marriage.
When I got back to Matt's, I was sweaty and red faced. I walked into the sitting room, where Matt was watching a match. I flopped down on the couch beside him.
'How can you pull off the post workout look so well?' he sighed, staring at me.
'I don't, believe me.' I laughed, catching my breath still.
He pulled me onto his lap, and kissed me. 'You're looking a little sweaty.' he whispered in my ear. 'How bout a celebratory engagement shower?'

I nodded, biting my lip. He stood up, with me in his arms, and walked out of the sitting room, and up the stairs. For some reason, every time we had sex, Matt always carried me upstairs.
He walked into his en suite with me. It was huge, with a massive shower with glass tiles in it.
He put me down, and smiled at me seductively. He then took my sports bra, reefed it over my head, and threw it on the ground. Then, he put his hands on the waistband of my sweatpants, and pulled them down quickly. I stood in front of him, in just my panties. He dropped to his knees in front of me, and kissed my thighs gently. 'Oh, Ms Williams, what I wouldn't do to you.' he murmured, and he then reefed my panties down, to around my ankles. He stood back up.
I felt everything clench down south. He was all mine. I grabbed the hem of his t shirt, and pulled it over his head, showing off his tattooed stomach and chest. I put my hand on his chest, and let it wander down to the waistband of his grey sweats, where his bulge had grown huge. I pulled down his boxers and sweats down at the same time, letting him free. He was so fucking big it scared me.

'In.' he demanded, glancing at the shower. I stepped into the shower, and he came in after me. He turned it on, and put it to the right temperature. The hot water felt soothing on my aching muscles. I turned around to face my beautiful fiancee. Without speaking, Matt leaned down to grab my legs and lifted me so I was straddling him while he stayed standing in the shower. We kissed eachother, hard and wanting, our tongues gliding over each other, hands wandering.
Then, I felt his hips move so he was at my entrance. I moved so he slid inside me gently. I moaned, and he kept kissing me as he started to really move, thrusting in and out quickly, until I couldn't take it anymore, and orgasmed wildly around him while he came loudly, calling my name and moaning. I liked engagement shower sex.

Notes

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