Never Far Away (The Never #2)(24)

“I can’t believe you’re here and that you remember. I had almost given up hope,” he said in a whisper.

“I’m here, Baby, and I’m not going anywhere.” She kept her eyes on his as she slowly leaned in towards him, asking him for permission to put her lips to his. She stopped before their lips met, unsure if he was ready for the contact. He answered her by closing the space between them. The kiss swept through her, slow and sweet like honey. Her hands, forever drawn to his arms, glided along the muscles of his shoulders. His hand moved into her hair, gently tugging on her tresses, while the other hand had snaked around her waist, gripping at the curve of her hip. “Please, Porter, tell me we can be together right now. I need you to make love to me,” she wasn’t opposed to begging him; although she didn’t think it would be necessary. She needed to connect with him, more now than ever. He didn’t answer; he just lifted her with his ungodly strength and laid her gently down on the bed.

His eyes never left hers as he peeled off the shorts she’d worn on their hike the day before. For an instant she regretted not changing or showering before she left for his house, but thinking back on their perfectly sweet and emotional reunion, she wouldn’t have changed a thing. She sat up quickly and removed her tank top. She grabbed the bottom of her sports bra and pulled it over her head, She felt Porter’s gaze on her naked torso.

“I’ve imagined you here, in my bed, so many times since you went away. It was torture even sleeping here, Ella.”

“Come over here and make new memories with me, Porter.” He pulled his shirt off before he came to rest over her body on his enormous bed. The feeling of his chest resting upon her breasts was heavenly. The small smattering of hair on his chest only added to the goose bumps that were taking over her body.

Porter wasted no time paying close attention to the spot on her neck that drove him crazy. He feasted on her, slowly lapping at her skin. He moved his velvet mouth down her neck and left a trail of kisses down her throat and between her breasts. He placed slow and wet kisses down her body, stopping when he came to the top of her underwear. He peeled the top of them down her thighs, using his thumbs to rub all along the outside of her legs, causing her body to convulse with pleasure. He had them off in seconds and she was left naked, completely at his disposal. He made his way back up to her mouth, stopping only to bury his nose in the apex of her thighs, lovingly nuzzling her swollen sex. She gasped at his brazenness and her arousal was catapulted into overdrive. She grabbed at the waistband of his shorts and pushed them down to his feet, not taking the time he had to worship her body, but frantically trying to simply free him so that she could feel all of him on her.

His mouth found hers and the fire between them was fueled by their new nakedness. Legs tangled, arms entwined, and his body found all the nooks and crannies of hers to fill. There wasn’t a part of his body that wasn’t melting into hers. She felt his thickness between her thighs and reached down to stroke him.

“Oh God, Ella.”

“Even when I didn’t remember you, I missed you, Porter. I knew you were missing from me; I could feel it,” she said as she lazily slid her hand over his hardness. “I’ll never understand why my head couldn’t remember, but my heart never forgot.”

His hands smoothed over her ribcage, grazing over her stomach. He looked down at where her hand was holding him and then his eyes met hers again. As his eyes bored into her, she felt his hand glide down her front until it reached her core. He cupped her and drove his palm into her, the friction causing her to gasp for even a single breath.

“Your body remembers me, Ella. I will always be the one your body craves. The only one it responds to. You’re mine.”

“Yes,” she breathed.

His fingers slipped past her entry and she couldn’t help the moan that escaped her. Slowly his fingers pumped in and out, trailing along the walls of her sex, finding all the spots inside her body that made her tighten in her core. She felt the familiar tingle and clenching inside her stomach that she knew would eventually come through her like an avalanche. She pulled his face down to hers and kissed him, trying to match with her mouth the intense desire he was stirring with his hands. As they kissed, her hips were tilting and thrusting, doing everything they could to allow him to have complete access to her. When his thumb brushed over her clit, her body jolted and she felt him smile against her lips.

“You like that?” He asked in a husky voice, his lips still pressed against hers. She nodded. His thumb brushed over it again, only this time it lingered and he pressed harder.

“Please,” she begged.

“Mmm. Please what?”

“Don’t stop,” she tried to say, but it came out as a whispered cry.

“Never.” His delicious torture continued as his mouth moved down to her breast. As his tongue swirled around her nipple and his hand continued to dive in and out of her, she could not stop the orgasm as it ripped through her body. Her legs shook, her hands grasped the bed, and she had no control over the moan that escaped her.

Porter slowly kissed her breast as she came down from the high of her orgasm and she ran her hands through his silky hair. Both of his hands slid up the side of her body, past her hips, over her waist, along the sides of her breasts and up her arms. He linked both of his hands with hers over her head and gave her a kiss so soft and gentle it brought tears to her eyes. She could still feel him hard between them, and his soft kiss turned into something more urgent and greedy. He broke the kiss to lean over to his night stand to find a condom and Ella grabbed his hand to stop him.