A Beautiful Forever(18)

“Are you sure this isn’t too fast?” he asks, his voice thick and low, caressing my ears, sending shivers down my body.

“Well, we did meet on the plane,” I joke smiling as I rise up on the tips of my toes to kiss him. As our mouths welcome each other, my world explodes. His arms circle me tightly as I wrap my arms around his neck, pressing myself against the hard planes of his body.

As our kisses become more frantic, he walks me towards the bed, my knees collapsing as I fall backwards onto it. When he pauses to remove his shirt, I watch in awe, gasping at the sight of him.

Pushing up on my elbows, I sit in front of him and reach out, running my hands over his chest that I can only describe as amazing. My mouth waters as my fingertips rise and fall, exploring each hard muscular bump. Leaning forward, I press a kiss in the space between his abs and his pecs, delighting as he slides his fingers into my hair and tips my head back to lean down, kissing me once more.

He supports his weight as he joins me on the bed, his hands roaming underneath my clothes and setting my skin ablaze. Completely lost in his mouth and touch, I wish for this moment to never end and pray silently that this isn’t some dream that will be over the moment I wake up.

Oh god, how could I have denied myself this? I have never done this with anyone I had strong feelings for before. It’s glorious.

Cupping my breast in his hand, he kisses my neck, causing me to moan as pleasure flows like waves inside me, crashing with each kiss against my skin. Sliding down my body, he lifts my shirt, hisfingertips brushing my already heated skin and setting it ablaze once more. When he starts to kiss his way towards my bust, I gasp and moan, becoming completely undone as he releases my breasts, swirling his tongue around each nipple until they are so hard I feel as though I’ll explode with each suck.

Gasping as each sensation shoots straight down between my legs, I writhe, oh god do I writhe as I urge him forward, wanting him to touch me more.

“Can we take it off?” he asks breathlessly, holding the shirt that is now bunched up to my armpits. I hesitate momentarily, realising suddenly that this will be the first time anyone has seen me naked in a very long time. I’m talking years long.

Reaching up I touch his face, his eyes close as he turns his head to kiss my hand and my heart soars. Taking a deep, steadying breath, I nod my head, trusting him as I sit up and remove the shirt myself.





Elliot


I practically hold my breath as I watch her remove her shirt along with her bra. She's so beautiful as her hair falls down over her shoulders and rests like silken curtains just above the two most perfect breasts I've ever seen. Round and firm, they’re just the right size to fill my hands.

As my eyes travel over her upper body, I notice that her tattoo curls over her shoulders and her sides.

“Will you let me see it?” I ask her, knowing that I’m risking ending this moment between us if she clams up, but I can’t help myself. I want to drink in every inch of her with my eyes.

A look of hesitation flits across her face before she nods and turns her body to show me. My eyes grow wide as I see it for the first time - her back is like one big canvas for the most remarkable tattoo I have ever seen. Flames start at her waist as the Phoenix rises, its beak open as it calls out over her right shoulder with its wings outstretched, reaching up over her left shoulder and down around to her ribs on her right side as if it’s hugging itself around her. The Phoenix's tail feathers fan out near the flames, curving around her body until they reach her hip bone in swirls of yellow, orange and red.

I run my fingers lightly over it, tracing the span of this mythical creature’s body. “It’s beautiful Paige,” I whisper, caught up in admiration, not only for the art but for the time and pain, she would have invested in getting it.

“Really?” she asks turning back to face me.

“Yes, really.” I reach up and thread my fingers through her hair, pulling her face towards mine, kissing her with everything I have in me. Her arms circle around me, her fingers press firmly into my back, compacting our bare chests closer together, until there is no more space. We are merged almost as one, her skin so soft against my own, melding to me, beckoning me forward.





Paige


Pressed together, our tongues slide against each other in a lavish dance of passion, our teeth clashing as our urgency increases, and we fall back on the bed. Traveling down my neck and across my chest, his kisses leave a searing trail of fire in their wake, causing my head to swim and the rest of my skin to feel chill in comparison. My mind swirls, as I pull desperately at his body, drawing him closer wth my overwhelming need to feel him inside me.

Reaching down I unbutton his jeans, urging him to move forward. “Take them off,” I pant out.

He breaks away momentarily and finishes removing his pants, stepping out of them and sweeping them to the side of the room. With my eyes glued to him, I unbutton my own jeans and start to wriggle out of them. Swiftly reaching out, he grabs them for me, pulling them off my legs and flinging them over his shoulder, grinning wickedly as he climbs back over me, planting gentle kisses over my body until we’re once again face to face.

As the silken feel of his body slides on top of mine, I’m overcome with wanting, rocking my hips upwards, urging him to push inside of me. Moaning, he shifts slightly to the side and captures my mouth in his, kissing me, sliding his hand down the length of my chest and over my mound as erotic sounds escape his throat and ripple through me causing my insides to contract.

Finding its way between my legs, his touch is exquisite as his fingers slide through the slickness of my arousal. Gasping upon contact, I reflexively rock my hips against his hand, moaning as I feel his fingers enter me, curling forwards and working my tender insides already desperate to burst. As we moan into each other mouths, he works his fingers in rhythm to my rocking, circling his thumb around my swollen nub and causing a flood of glorious warmth that spreads out quickly and explodes from my body as I call out, thrusting my hips and clamping my thighs around his hand.

Gasping out, I clutch his hand, crying, “Please, I want you inside me so badly, I need you inside me!”

A guttural moan comes from deep in his chest and fills my tingling body with an urgency more intense than before. Poised over me, he slams his length into me, both of us gasping and moaning as he moves inside my body, gliding in and out with forceful perfection, filling me to my core, his rhythm heating me from within once again, radiating outward until I burst yet again.

“Shit! Condom!” I cry out as my body is wracked with an orgasm so powerful I can’t stop myself from convulsing as I clench myself around him.

Stopping suddenly, he holds himself on straight arms, dropping his head until his forehead rests on my shoulder. “I’m sorry Paige. It's too late,” he whispers through laboured breaths.

The glory of our love making ends abruptly as I realise what we’ve done. Annoyed with myself for getting carried away, I push at his shoulder to get him to roll off me.

Lying on his back, he presses his hands to his forehead, sighing heavily. As I sit up, I reach out, grabbing the sheet from his bed, wrapping it around myself as I rise off the mattress to visit the bathroom. I need to clean up.

“Paige – ” Elliot pleads as he quickly sits and reaches for my arm.

A painful ache forms in the pit of my belly as I pause and turn towards him, touching his face and brushing my hand over his course stubble. “I’m just going to take a shower ok?” I speak, my voice barely above a whisper as I try to appear unaffected.

“Are you alright? Paige! Listen - you need to know I’m clean ok?” he tells me looking genuinely worried as he rests his hands firmly on my hips and pulls me towards him.

“I’m fine Elliot…, and I’m clean too – I just need a shower. I'll come back afterwards alright? Don’t worry, we’re all good…I just want us to use one in future ok?”

“We will Paige, I just got carried away. I'm sorry I –”

Leaning forward quickly, pressing my lips against his, I silence him. I’m the one that urged him inside me. I’m the one that wasn’t thinking. “It wasn’t your fault. Don’t be sorry,” I whisper before stepping towards the door, the sheet trailing along the floor behind me. “I’ll bring a clean sheet with me when I come back,” I tell him before I exit the room and make my way to the shower to clean it all away.





Chapter 14


Elliot


Sighing heavily, I feel like such a f*cking idiot as I lay here, listening to the sounds of Paige showering. I can’t believe I got carried away like that, although it’s not like it hasn’t happened before. Thinking about the way I felt the first time I did that with Katrina, I realise that I must have it pretty bad for Paige, my feelings seem so much more intense this time around, and I can’t help but wonder what I would do if I was given an ultimatum and had to leave Paige. I feel a desperate need for her that’s unsettling and glorious all at the same time. I can’t imagine anything changing my mind about her. I need her.