Page 17 of Forever Mine
I undulate my torso with every swivel of my hips, rubbing my body over his dick like a horny cat.
“Be there with me,” I say through gritted teeth, barely able to hold back.
His mouth opens on a choked moan, body locked tight, and he comes hard. Warmth pulses between our bodies and up his chest. I ride him through his orgasm before I follow him into that sweet bliss. Fucking Elijah is my paradise. Every. Damn. Time.
I don’t pull out when I press out chests together, sealing my mouth over his in a decadent, lazy kiss.
With a goofy grin plastered from cheek to cheek, Elijah shifts and pulls me down fully on top of him. He likes feeling my weight covering him. Says I’m like a human blanket.
“That was”—he licks his lips—“amazing.”
“More than amazing.” I kiss him again. My best friend, my lover, my forever.
We’re covered in his cum with mine leaking out of him. We’ll need to change the bed sheets. Later, not now.
Nibbling a line up the column of his throat to his ear, I muse, “Thoroughly knocked you up.”
His laughter is the sweetest music. “Definitely preggers.”
Once my dick goes flaccid, I slip out and roll to lie beside him. He snuggles to my side, his head on my chest, and sketches looping patterns over my heart with brushstrokes of his fingernail. A lightpitter-patterof raindrops hits the windowpane just as a flash of lightning illuminates the room like a strobe light. No thunder follows after several seconds, indicating the storm is far away. With only our breathing to break the silence, the bedroom takes on a peaceful quietude as we listen to the falling rain.
“Do you want kids?” I ask.
We’ve talked about marriage but never children, so I’m curious. There are options if we want to start a family. We could adopt or hire a surrogate.
“Of course.”
“How many?”
He shrugs. “I don’t know. At least two. I don’t want my child to feel the loneliness I did growing up.”
What he says hits me with the gentleness of a wrecking ball. I had Jay. And Liz and Ry. He only had his dad until he met Jessi and Fallon.
“Move in with me.”
It comes out of nowhere, but it feels right. He basically has been living here all summer, but that will end soon when he moves back into the dorms with Ash. I don’t want him to go. I want him here. I want to fall asleep every night with him rightnext to me and wake up to his smile every morning. I want that future we keep talking about.
My stomach twists into knots when he stares up at me with huge, unblinking eyes. His mouth drops open, only to close. I wait for him to say something. I’d even take a flat-outno. When nothing comes, my fingers curve around the back of his head to hold his gaze steady on mine. I need him to see the truth of my words.
“I love you. I want to be with you. We don’t have to live here with Jay and Ry. We can find our own place. I don’t care as long as I have you.”
I catch the glistening of tears before he quickly drops his cheek to my chest. “What about Liz?”
Not understanding because Liz has nothing to do with it, I ask. “What about her?”
“She needs you and Ry and Jay right now.”
I stroke his hair, twirling a curl around my pinkie. “She has us. We’re going to be there for her every step of the way.”
His splintered exhale fans over my sweat-slicked skin. “I think we should wait until things settle down. I also don’t want to skip out on Ash.”
“Elijah.”
Wriggling out from under my arm, he heads to the attached bathroom and disappears inside, not bothering to turn on the light.
I don’t push, even though every fiber of my being says otherwise. I have a pretty good idea what’s going through his head. He won’t say it out loud, but I know.
He calls from the bathroom, “Join me?”
