Page 106 of Forever Mine
Elijah tackles me back onto the ground. His ear-to-ear smile about splits his face. “Holy shit, we’re getting married!”
Sunlight bends around him, creating an ethereal golden glow. Want and desire like I have never felt before courses through me as I gaze up at him. My Angel who saved me with his love. My fiancé. My soon-to-be husband.
“We’re getting married.” The small bevel diamonds on my ring catch the light when I cup his face between my hands. “Fuck, I love you.”
We’re a mess of tears and giddiness and exuberant kisses that quickly morph into a wildfire of want.
“I need you.”
Elijah’s eyes go smoky. “I’m yours, Julien. Always and forever.” He looks around, and a naughty grin curves his delectable mouth. “We’ve never fucked outside before.”
“We have a lot of firsts to look forward to. A lifetime of them.”
“I really like the sound of that,” he replies.
Engaging my core, I sit up so that he can pull my shirt over my head. The gentle breeze causes goosebumps to explode all over my skin, but the sun’s warmth quickly chases away the chill.
“Remember this first?” he says.
He tugs at the waistband of my shorts, inching them down my hips until my erection springs free. I moan when he fists my cock.
“Yes,” I gasp.
He gave me my first blow job, then told me that he was in love with me. That memory will remain scorched in my brain until the day I die.
Elijah molds his lips over the head and tongues the slit.
“Don’t tease me.”
“I’m not teasing you,” he replies and licks me, lapping at the precum that seeps out.
I punch my hips forward and push deeper down his throat. A strangled moan escapes when he closes around me and gags. Elijah may look like an angel, but he sucks my cock like a sinner.
“If I recall correctly, there was some nipple play involved,” he says and fondles my sensitive nubs.
It’s like having a hard wire mainlining lust straight to my dick.
“Harder.”
He stops. “You’re not in charge, Mister Bossy.”
“Babe,” I warn.
Those mischievous eyes smile at me. “Need something?”
“Your mouth on my dick.”
He wraps his hand around the base, sucking and stroking. Edging me higher to the sweet bliss of release, only to deny me at the last second.
I don’t know how much more I can take.
“Please, baby.”
“I love it when you beg,” he says, spreading my thighs so he can French kiss my balls.
My eyes roll back when he runs a finger up the crack of my ass and rims my hole.
“I’m going to fuck you so good.”
