A Beautiful Forever(49)



“I think you were supposed to do that at the front door,” I laugh.

“Aw hell,” he says, turning around and starting for the door.

“No, no don’t!” I call out laughing, but he ignores me, jogging to the front of the flat.

“Open the door for me,” he says as he holds me in front of it.

Continuing to laugh, I oblige, he takes one step onto the landing and immediately turns and re-enters, using my feet to swing the door shut before carrying me back down the length of the flat to the bedroom and laying me gently on the bed.

“I love you,” I whisper to him as he holds himself above me.

“I love you forever,” he says as he dips his head and takes my mouth in his. We kiss slowly, letting our tongues slide against each other as we take turns leading. Touching each other softly and lovingly, our passion for each other feels as though it’s alive and dancing around us as we move together.





Elliot


It’s been over a week since we’ve been together this way as we’ve felt strange being intimate in my mother’s house while Grace was in the room with us, so we’ve held off. But right now, we’re alone with nothing to worry about but each other.

Slowly, I pull her dress from her shoulders before sliding it down her body, treating her like a gift for me to unwrap and tasting every part of her as I expose her silken skin.

Leaving her dress at the foot of the bed I lie down next to her, trailing my fingertips over her skin until I reach the lace edge of her underwear.

“I love that you wore these,” I whisper in her ear as I slide my hand underneath the lace and silk toward the apex of her thighs. My breath hitches as I feel her arousal on my fingertips, my own need throbbing as she moans when I curl my fingers inside her. I love the way she moves against my hand, writhing under my touch.

“Oh god Elliot!” she calls out, her hips rolling as my thumb circles her clit.

“God I’ve missed this,” I murmur as I crash our mouths together wanting to be connected when she comes. Her whimpers fill my mouth and cause my arousal to pulsate harder. I press it into her side, taking advantage of her rolling hips.

As her hips spasm, she clamps her thighs together, locking my hand in place as she moans into my mouth, her cries reverberating through my chest. When she grabs my hand to stop my movement, I willingly oblige as she rolls us both, so she’s on top of me.

“I want you inside me so badly,” she gasps, undoing my shirt quickly and pulling it open, dragging her fingers over my chest and down towards my pants.

“Wait!” I call out as her hands start to undo my belt, “I haven’t got anything with me.” I don’t make it a habit to carry condoms around with me anymore. Our life these days doesn’t generally give us the option for spontaneous sex while we’re out and about.

“Oh…” she breathes, pushing her hair back as she straddles me still clad in her bra and panties. “Well… do we really care?” she asks.

I think for a moment, “No. I don’t think we do,” I reply honestly. She smiles wickedly at me and goes back to work, removing my pants and dropping them at the foot of the bed along with her panties before climbing back on top of me, making a show of it like she’s a feline, stalking her prey. She purposefully drags her arousal, soft and silk, over my erection causing a moan to rumble out of me. I’m close to bursting. I want inside her so bad right now.

Positioning me at her opening, she pauses and glides my tip back and forth up over her clit and down along her opening. Gasping for breath, my fingers grip her thighs as she continues to tease herself and me with my tip. Just when I think I can’t stand it anymore she slides down on top of me accepting me into her hot wet depths.

My hands are everywhere as she rides me, my own orgasm at bursting point. I force myself to hold on, wanting to climax along with her. Pulling the cups of her bra down, I take her breasts in my hands, focusing on her as I attempt to maintain control. Her hands slide over mine, and she presses my hands firmly against my chest as her moans become more erotic and I know she’s close.

“Elliot!” she calls, holding tight and squeezing me internally. “Oh!” she yells repeatedly, as she explodes again, throwing her head back and thrusting her chest forward as she maintains her grip on my hands. I burst inside her, pressing my hips up to increase the pressure of our connection as her movements slow, and she continues to milk me, gently easing us both back down to earth.

She releases my hands and drops hers to my stomach, trailing her fingertips up and down my abs as she catches her breath. I pull her towards me to kiss her deeply. “You’re so f*cking beautiful,” I whisper to her before rolling her over and starting to move inside her all over again.





Chapter 42


Paige


The next morning I wake early, not used to sleeping in anymore. Elliot on the other hand, is still fast asleep beside me. I watch his peaceful face for a moment before I slide off the most comfortable bed in the world and pad out to the kitchen naked, because I don’t have any clothes here besides the dress I was wearing last night.

When I open the fridge, I’m really not expecting anything to be there, I’m just opening it for the sake of it, so I’m surprised to find it stocked with the basics. I pull a bottle of water out of the door and unscrew the cap, drinking as I start to open the cupboards, now curious about what else I’ll find.

Next to the fridge is a pantry, also stocked with some basics, I pull out a bag of coffee and inspect our new fully automated coffee machine in an effort to work out how to use it.

It has its own grinder, so I fill the barrel up with the beans, fill the reservoirs up with water and milk then start pressing what I hope are the correct buttons. When the grinder starts, I jump a little, then realise I should probably put cups under the spout, so I don’t get coffee everywhere.

I quickly grab two cups off the top of the machine and set them under the spout, watching as steam starts to rise and coffee begins to pour.

“Hmm, nice view, and I’m not looking out the window,” Elliot says as he walks up behind me and slips his arms around my waist, kissing my neck.

Turning around in his arms, I slide my hands around his neck to kiss him, “Good morning my love, how was your sleep?”

“Freaking awesome, that’s what it was,” he tells me, trailing soft kisses down my neck. He sighs, “Mum just called me. Grace is a bit upset, so she offered to bring everything to us. I think she’s desperate for a sticky beak at the renovations actually, because I couldn’t hear Grace at all,” he laughs.

“That’s fantastic, because honestly, I don’t want to leave –I feel like I’m in a design magazine. Oh! Did you ask her to bring the pin board?”

“I did,” he says grinning proudly at me.

“You’re a good husband. How long do you think we have before they get here?” I ask, smoothing my hands down his body and gripping his firm naked arse suggestively.





Elliot


“Oh Paige, we will have to be so fast, they were loading the car then she called me,” I tell her already becoming hard.

“I’ll meet you in the shower then,” she says winking at me and slapping me on the arse as she saunters off.

I’m quick to follow and we just make it to dressed and ready before the buzzer for the front door goes off.

I leave Paige in the kitchen cleaning up the mugs from the coffees we never drank and bounce down the stairs to meet my mum, Steve and Grace, who I have missed so much overnight.

Steve is unloading the boot of the car, so I give my mum and Grace a quick kiss and hold the door open for them to enter before going over to help with the bags.

“Gday Elliot, this is an easy way to move house isn’t it?” Steve says as I approach.

“Yeah, it is – this was such a wonderful surprise. Did you know about it?”

“Sure did, are you happy to be back here in the old place?”

“Yeah I am actually. I thought it would be weird, but it’s not.”

We carry the bags up the stairs together and deposit them in the dining room. Voices filter up the hallway and I can hear Paige and my mother talking from inside Grace’s room.





Paige


“I can’t believe how different this place is, you should have seen it before Paige, it was so old and out dated. I have to give Erica credit; she has a great eye,” Kathy says as she inspects Grace’s room. Grace is happy bouncing in her new jumperoo. Every time she jumps it sets off lights and music in the toys surrounding her. I’m not sure that smile will ever come off her face.

“Thank you so much for taking care of Grace last night Kathy, we both really appreciate it.”

“It was no trouble, you two didn’t get a honeymoon, so we all thought that for one night, you could just be a couple. Little Grace is such a good little girl, I'm happy to look after her any time – and you know I’m all set up to have her whenever you need me.”

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