Giving You Forever (13 page)

She puts the spatula down that she’s using to pick up the garlic bread, turns and gives me the most heart-warming smile. “Me too,” she says. My heart melts as I notice the sparkle in her eyes and the truth behind her words.

“I love you,” I tell her with our eyes still locked on one another.

“I love you too,” she responds, making me want to skip out on dinner and carry her up to our room.

Shooting me another warming smile, making my heart flutter and my dick harden, she turns back around and continues what she’s doing.

God damn...what this girl does to me!

I must hand it to my girl, dinner was amazing. And not just because we put back a bottle of wine between us, or because it tasted so damn good that I ate half the lasagna just myself…no, it’s sitting across from my fiancé, laughing and enjoying a home-cooked meal with her, just the two of us. Sitting here and staring at the love of my life, actually spending quality time with her, I realize how much I fall in love with Alexa each and every day. My heart almost hurts, trying to describe how much she means to me.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” she questions with a little drunken giggle.

Standing up, I reach for her hand.

“Ready for dessert?” I ask, raising a suggestive eyebrow.

Her cheeks glow red as she takes my hand, letting me pull her up from her chair.

Holding her hand, I lead her up the stairs and into our bedroom. She doesn’t question a thing, or speak a single word as she follows. As soon as we walk through the doorway, I turn around and pull her into my chest. Alexa falls effortlessly into me. I’m not sure if it’s because of the wine, or by her willingness, but I love the way her body flows smoothly into mine.

As her arms circle my waist, my hands cup her face, bringing her lips up to mine. The moan that escapes her throat as our tongues find one another sends a straight rush to my cock, making it harden completely on demand. Sliding my hands down her sides, I grip the hem of her shirt as I move my mouth down to her neck. She grips my back as I pull her shirt up and over her head, letting my mouth travel further down her skin. As soon as my tongue circles and nips her hard as fuck nipple through the lace of her bra, Alexa’s hands wander to my front and start unbuckling my pants.

Moving back up her chest and to the other side of her neck, I start walking her backwards while unclasping her bra. With her breasts now on display, I pull the left one into my mouth while I slowly lay her down gently onto the bed. Wanting her completely exposed, I continue my journey down her stomach and to the top of her pants. With my tongue trailing slowly behind, I slide my hands underneath her leggings and panties as I gently pull them down. Alexa’s body is like a creamy silk canvas, and I can’t help but indulge in every square inch of it. Once my mouth reaches the bottom of her leg, I lift it up and rest it on my shoulder. Moving to the inside of her leg, I glide my tongue up her calf, then her thigh until it slides up and inside her pussy.

Damn, she tastes so fucking good.

With her delicate little fingers tangled in my hair, Alexa whimpers with pleasure as I swirl and suck her clit into my mouth. I swear I could fuck her pussy with my tongue all damn day. I love the way it drives her body wild, and the sweet taste of her wetness is enough to make me come in my pants alone. Knowing just what will drive her over the edge, I slide two fingers up and inside, pushing in hard and deep while flicking her nub repeatedly with my tongue. Her hips start moving faster, and I can even hear the heaviness to her breath. Like it’s ammunition to go further, I try something I’ve never done before. With my fingers now wet from her natural lube, I slide them down and out, lining one with the opening of her ass. Exploring her boundaries, I circle my finger around the brim as I continue to tease the fuck out of her clit with my tongue.

“Oh…shit!” Alexa cries out as her body bucks with pleasure.

Assuming that I get her approval, I slowly inch into her opening.

“Yes…fuck, yes...”

Fuck, yeah. She fucking loves it!

Completely inside now, I start moving it in and out in rhythm with her movements. Her body is so fucking flooded with pleasure that I barely have to move my tongue as her pussy grinds up against it. This has to be the hotness fucking thing that we ever have done.

Keeping a steady motion with my finger and sucking her clit into my mouth, Alexa’s body spasms and bucks out of control, breathing heavy and moaning in ecstasy.

– ALEXA –

Um…yeah…

I’m numb, between my legs is pounding with its own heartbeat and thinking about what just happened, I don’t know what to think. Once Nolan’s fingers began to circle, the ache of desire that surged my body was so overwhelming that I agreed for more, and oh my was it wonderful. Never have I ever been so turned on and flooded with so much pleasure.

Even though my body feels like it just ran a marathon and is already satisfied, when I glance up at Nolan, stripping off the rest of his clothes with a very aroused penis and desirable eyes that are slowly creeping closer as he climbs over me, I can’t resist. And after what he just did to me, he deserves to be pleased.

His mouth finds mine as his length slides effortlessly inside. A low pleasured moan escapes both of our mouths, loving the feeling of our bodies connected as one. Nolan’s arms rest on both sides of my head as our tongues caress one another, transferring the love and passion that we share. Running my fingertips over his toned, smooth back, they find their way up and tangle in his hair. His forehead rests against mine as he quickens his pace and exhales in pleasure.

“Oh…yeah…baby,” I moan, feeling the warmth of my desire building within.

Nolan takes this as his indication to move faster, panting and moaning, pushing us to the climax that our bodies are craving to reach.

“Oh fuck. Yeah, baby…come with me,” he breathes out as our bodies move achingly fast, heavily breathing out pleasured cries.

“Ahh!” I yell, letting go, clenching myself around his length, spiraling into another overwhelming orgasm.

His body equals mine, unraveling above me, filling me with his love.

Chapter Twelve

– ALEXA –

Rolling over this morning, a ping of disappointment clenches in my heart when I notice the empty bed behind me. I guess I’m being greedy, thinking that I would get Nolan all to myself all weekend long, but I loved yesterday. I loved having nothing to do all day but be together, reminding me of the days when our priorities were minimal. Now life is crazy with a million things going on. It’s like were becoming an old married couple in a routine that doesn’t involve much time together.

Sighing as I sit up and push the covers off of me, I get a whiff of something delicious, making my stomach grumble on cue. Wrapping my robe around my waist, I follow the scent down the stairs. As I get closer to the bottom, I start hearing the sound of pans clapping on the stove, rock music playing in the background, and Nolan’s low sexy voice singing along.

Is he cooking?

My heart soars with emotion as an excited grin covers my face. When I reach the end of the hallway that enters into the kitchen, I try not to laugh out loud and bite down on my bottom lip, afraid that he’ll see me as I watch him dance around the kitchen in nothing but his boxers, holding the spatula like he’s playing the guitar while he waits for the eggs on the stove to cook. What throws me over the edge and makes me bust out laughing is when he holds the spatula above his head to do the guitar solo, totally believing he’s Joe Perry from Aerosmith, rocking out with no care in the world.

He hears me immediately, turning on his heels and grinning from ear to ear, but doesn’t stop. If anything, he rocks out even harder, bobbing his head and strumming his “guitar” with extra rock-god emphasis. When the song finishes, I whistle and clap, calling out his name like a backstage groupie. He eats it up, bowing and blowing me kisses.

“Encore! Encore!” I shout as he turns to flip the eggs.

“Sorry, hot stuff, but I’ve got a blonde bombshell to feed.” He throws his hand rag over his shoulder and glances back towards me, giving me a wink. “But stick around, I haven’t planned out dessert yet.”

Smirking to myself, I walk up beside him, wrapping my arms around his waist.

“Morning, doll,” he greets me, leaning down and pecking my forehead.

“Morning, rock god,” I joke as I steal a piece of bacon before hopping on one of the bar stools that line the kitchen island.

“Too bad you really can’t play the guitar in real life. You’d make a super hot guitarist. I’d have to fight back all the groupie chicks waiting to get in your pants.”

He licks his lips and raises his eyebrows with a smirk, before pushing his hair back out of his eyes. He even has the rocker hair.

“Hell yeah, I’ve always wanted to do it in the back of a tour bus while driving across the country.” He smiles like he’s onto something. “Maybe I’ve met my calling. Maybe I’m supposed to be a rock star!”

“I hate to burst your bubble, babe, but you need to know how to
actually
play the guitar.” I give him an unfortunate smile. “I don’t think you’d get very far playing on a spatula,” I add, shrugging my shoulders. “But let me tell you…” I hold up my finger, making an important point. “You look darn sexy doing it.”

“I looked pretty damn hot, didn’t I?” he questions, raising an eyebrow while nodding his head with a grin.

“Dead sexy,” I agree with a big smile.

“I knew it. You wanted me.”

I laugh at his sly smirk as he turns around and continues to make us breakfast.

“So, I have to go into the gym this afternoon,” Nolan informs me as we bring our dirty plates over to the sink. “I talked to Steve this morning, and if we put in the extra hours the next couple of weeks, we may be able to open next month.”

“Are you telling me you’re going to be away even more?” I ask, feeling like we’re now moving backwards instead of forward like I thought we were doing.

Setting down our glasses, he turns and pulls me into his chest. “It’s just for a couple of weeks, baby doll, then I’m yours–back to normal,” he softly tells me, looking sweetly into my eyes and pushing a strand of my hair behind my ears.