Giving You Forever (2 page)

Our mouths flow in a rhythmic pace while our tongues caress each other with passion. Emotionally involved with our kiss, the world fades away around us as I bring my hands up to her face, passionately pressing against mine.

Using my legs to open Alexa’s more, I line myself up to her opening, pushing in with ease. Her mouth separates from mine as she falls back further into the pillows, letting out a fulfilled deep throated moan.

– ALEXA –

Nolan brings my hands up over my head as he stares deep into my eyes, moving his length in and out of me. His long blonde hair falls around his face and his crystal blue eyes sparkle with desire. He’s so effin gorgeous and turns me on more than I could ever imagine one person could. Like he can hear me admiring him, he smiles and brings his face down closer to mine, resting our foreheads together. While filling my body with pleasure, he kisses me slowly and sensually, perfectly in sync with his movements.

“I love you so damn much,” he breathes heavily against my lips.

Sliding out from underneath him, I push him down into the bed. A shocked but devilish grin creeps across his face as I swing my leg over his body, lining his shaft up to my opening, pushing him up inside of me as I sit down on top of him.

Nolan’s hands clasp my hips as I tease him by bringing my hands up to my breasts. Nolan goes crazy when he sees me pleasuring myself–it’s like an insta-orgasm for him. Closing my eyes, I seductively massage my breasts while grinding my lower half over his.

“Oh yeah, doll…” he growls, pushing up in me harder.

Our pace slowly quickens and our moans grow more frequent. Soon, I feel Nolan’s body tense as mine fills with an unbelievable amount of pleasure, releasing into a mesmerizing orgasm together.

“You make me look like a one pump chump when you do that,” Nolan jokes as I walk back into our room after cleaning up in the bathroom.

“Do what?” I ask with a smirk, climbing back into bed.

Wrapping his arm around my waist and curling up behind me, he kisses my neck before responding, “You know
exactly
what I’m talkin’ about.”

Softly chuckling to myself, I reach over and switch the lamp on my nightstand off. “Goodnight, babe. I love you,” I tell him with a knowing smile on my face.

“Goodnight, doll.” He grins against my neck. “I love you more.”

Chapter Two

– ALEXA –

Rounding the bottom of the stairs, I’m greeted by the face and smile that I could never live without.

“Morning, beautiful,” Nolan hands me my travel mug and sweetly kisses my lips. “French vanilla creamer with a shot of coffee.”

Tilting my head to the side and rolling my eyes with an annoyed grin, I respond, “It is not! I hardly use any creamer.”

“Doll, when your
coffee
looks like milk I’d say there’s more creamer than coffee in it.” Wrapping his arm around my waist, he pulls me into his chest. “Don’t worry, though. I still love you the same.” With his sexy smile and a quick peck on the nose, he continues, “I’ve gotta get going. Have a good day at school and make sure you pick something hot out for our date night tonight.” Nolan wiggles his eyebrows and grabs my butt before letting me out of his embrace and heads for the door.

“Are ya gonna stand me up again, Pratt?” I ask with a hint of sarcasm as he slips on his shoes.

He turns on his heels and shakes his head with a smirk.

“You’re never going to let me live that down, are you?”

“Just makin’ sure,” I smile.

“Okay, okay. I deserve it.” He grins. “Love you, doll…I
will
see you
later.” Nolan winks before exiting through the garage door.

Although I could have kicked him in the balls for embarrassing the crap out of me yesterday, I’ve gotten over it. He did agree to let me spend five grand on a wedding planner after all, but I can’t just let him off the hook that easy. I had to bust his balls a little bit more today, but I’m done now. That’s it.

Not having much time myself before I have to get going, I toast a bagel real quick, grab my shoes and keys, and I’m out the door ten minutes later.

Finally having a hurried break after my second class, I fish the post-it note out of my bag with the number of the wedding planning company, Simple Elegance, written on it. With the wedding only ten months away, I’m crossing every finger and toe that they aren’t booked and can save me from this wedding planning hell that I’m currently in.

“Thank you for calling Simple Elegance. This is Meg–how can I help you?” a friendly woman answers.

“Um, hi…My name is Alexa. I’m getting married this July and I am looking for a wedding planner for it.” Although I’m trying not to, I can’t help the desperate plea in my voice.

“July? That’s less than a year away.”

I let out an exhausted sigh. From the tone of her voice, it’s looking like I’m going to be on my own again.

“Yeah, I know. Not much time.”

“How many guests do you have?” she asks.

“A little over a hundred.” I bite my lower lip nervously.

“Well, let me write down your information, and I’ll talk to my girls, but I can’t give you a definite. We usually get at least a years notice.”

Oh, please God. Help me out on this one!

“Okay, I need your names?” she asks.

“My name is Alexa Arnold and my fiancé is Nolan Pratt,” I cheerfully respond.

“Nolan…Pratt?”

“Yup…Nolan Pratt. P.R.AT.T.” I spell out for her.

She pauses for a second, probably writing it down.

“Okay, and your telephone number?”

“I’ll give you my cell since you’ll be working with me. Well, if it works out, of course…I’m the one that you’d talk to mostly. He’s really busy, hence the reason why I need help. Okay, now I’m rambling…sorry. My number…315-555-9237.”

She laughs and repeats my number back to me. “Okay, well, like I said, I have to see what we have going on, but I’ll get back to you hopefully by the end of today. We may be able to work something out.”

Her voice sounds a little more hopeful now, and I’m trying my darndest not to smother her with thanks.

“Sounds good. Thank you so much,” I answer with appreciation in my voice.

“You’re welcome, Ms. Arnold. I’ll be in touch.”

Even though she didn’t say yes, she didn’t say no either, so there’s still a chance. I looked up their website last night before Nolan got home, and all the wedding photos they had online were ridiculously beautiful. To think that I could have someone plan something that stunning for me is like a dream come true.

Beyond excited, I call Nolan to tell him the somewhat good news.

“Hey, baby doll, what’s up?”

“Hey, babe. I just got off the phone with that wedding planning company.”

“Oh yeah, how’d it go?”

“Good…I think. At first I thought it was a no go, but she took our information and said she’d see what she could do. She’s gonna call me back later,” I tell him, not being able to hold back my hopeful enthusiasm.

“Good news, doll. Hopefully she can work something out. I feel awful that this is all on your shoulders.”

My heart warms when I hear the sincerity in his voice. I know he’d be more involved if he could be and honestly, I’m okay with having full control over our wedding. I mean, who wouldn’t want a complete say in everything? It’s just that I have a lot on my plate with this being my senior year and all. Having to plan the wedding on top of my classes and student teaching is enough to send me over the edge and into bridezilla mode. Thank god I was able to quit my part-time job this summer so that I didn’t have to do deal it that on top of everything.

“Well, I gotta get to my next class, but I wanted to call and let you know. I’m so excited! I hope to god they can do it.”

“I’ve got a good feeling about it. Who could resist your sweet voice?” Nolan flirts.

“I’m pretty sure since she’s a girl, my sweet charm that works on you every time isn’t going to give me any extra brownie points.”

“I don’t know… it’s pretty damn good. It may even work on women.”

I laugh at his statement.

“Alright, doll, I’ll see ya in a little bit. I love you…let me know if you hear back from her.”

“I will. Love you too,” I respond before we both say our goodbyes and hang-up.

– NOLAN –

Although I’m running behind and I’m still scheduled to meet with the floor plan designer for the inside of the warehouse, I’ve got to bail. I’m not the “all work and no play” kind of guy, and I need my alone time with my girl to avoid becoming pissy and irritable.

Just as I’m packing everything up Mike, my project manager, walks in. He’s not going to be happy with the news, but he’s going to have to deal with it because my very hot fiancé will have my ass if I’m late.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa…where do ya think you’re going?” he asks when he sees me walking towards the door, briefcase in hand.

“Sorry man, but I’ve got plans with Alexa. You’re gonna have to meet with Steve about the floor plans for me. I
really
can’t stay tonight,” I spit out in a hurried voice, clasping his shoulder with my hand.

“What the hell? I’ve got a wife and family at home too, ya know,” he says annoyed.

“Yeah, well you’ve got a ring on the finger already. I don’t and you know how I want everything. You’ll be fine.” I grin. “I owe ya one,” I add as I back into the door to open it.