If Forever Comes (17 page)

She was beautiful, unbelievably sexy. Every
erotic flick of her fingers was enough to drive me mad.

My eyes made another pass over her body as she
stood there, taunting me.

A rosy glow blossomed across her skin on my
blatant perusal.

Uninhibited and
shy
.

This was where Elizabeth captured me, where I
was her captive, because I knew she’d only been this free with me,
that this was the trust we shared.

An edgy smile pulled at my lips, and I fully
turned so she could see what she did to me. Water pelted my back as
I faced her, my erection straining, begging for her
touch.

“You need me, huh?” I said, the words hoarse
with the hunger that steadily built within me. “I’m pretty sure
it’s me who needs you.”

A surprised moan rolled from her, and she bit
at her lip and looked up at me beneath the veil of hair that had
fallen across one side of her face. A mist of steam dampened her
skin as she inched into the shower. Goosebumps visibly flashed
across her flesh. Brown eyes locked on mine as she approached, her
eyes simmering in a slow blaze.

With her stare, the burn beneath my skin
ignited, flamed, a raging fire that singed and seared. Just her
gaze was enough to mark me.

But Elizabeth already was there. Written all
over my heart, scored into my spirit.

Watching me, she dragged her fingers lower,
let them pass over her stomach and slip between her
thighs.

My jaw clenched as my attention fastened on
her movements. My tongue darted out to dampen my already wet lips,
and my eyes flicked up to meet hers before they tumbled down,
seeking out the tease she injected into every single one of her
actions.

Fuck
.

A muted groan parted my lips when Elizabeth
raked her nails over the perfect pink bud of her breast. Both
pebbled at the touch.

“What are you doing?” I asked again, the
rough, ragged words dropping from my mouth, because I was pretty
sure what she was doing was driving me straight to the edge. My
muscles twitched, every inch of me aching for her.

She took a single step forward, where the fall
of water stretched out just enough to hit her stomach. Soft fingers
caressed along my chest and down the plane of my stomach, her chin
tilted up as she met my gaze. Soft, tender, her expression so
sweet, but still intense, filled with need.

Beneath her touch, my abdomen tightened and
jumped.

She rocked a little, almost tentative as she
took me in her hand.

I jerked and sucked in a sharp jolt of
air.

“I woke up and heard the shower running,” she
murmured, never looking away. “All I could think about was you in
here, the water falling all around you, every inch of you drenched
in it, how beautiful you are.” She swept her tongue across her
lips, frowned as if she were searching for what to say. “I couldn’t
stop thinking about how you’re finally really mine. All those times
in college when you promised me you were going to marry me, and
after everything, you still held true.”

Shudders wracked through my senses as she
guided her hand up then slowly back down again. We were
nose-to-nose, her whispered words like an embrace as they washed
across my face and her voice dropped low. “I wanted to touch
you…wanted you to touch me.”

A growl emanated from somewhere inside me,
something that felt like greed, a possessiveness wringing me tight.
Because we
belonged
. Fully. There were no longer
uncertainties or doubts.

I wrapped my palm around the back of her neck
and pulled her flush to me. My mouth seized hers, forceful, needy,
demanding. I captured her tongue with mine, stroked and pleaded
just as firmly as she continued to stroke me. Water beat down on us
from above, soaking her hair and slipping down her gorgeous body.
Goosebumps rose across her delicious flesh, charging my already
heated skin.

“God, Elizabeth, do you have any idea what
finding you standing here does to me?” I demanded through my
aggressive kiss. I flattened myself against her as I framed her
face in my hands. “Do you have any idea how insane you drive
me?”

I looked down at her, feeling her warmth
seeping into me, this girl who was the one.

She gripped me a little tighter. “It’s no
different than what you do to me.”

The buzz in my bones awakened, quickened to a
roar. Emotion swelled, thickened as it traveled through my chest,
evidence of this love that thrived, one that gave me
breath.

I took both her hands and wrapped them around
my neck, holding her close.

Elizabeth shook in my hold, and I moved to
trail my nose from high up on her cheek and down. Nudging her jaw,
I sought out the soft skin of her neck, kissed her, adored her,
traveled up to suck at the sensitive flesh at the hollow of her
ear. I nipped and bit, then brushed my lips across the reddened
skin to soothe the burn.

My mouth found the lobe of her ear, and I drew
it between my teeth, released it before I spoke, the words scraping
up my throat.

“I woke up absolutely aching for you today,
Elizabeth. You lying in bed with me, tempting me while you
slept.”

I slid my nose beneath her ear, nuzzled deep
into her hair. I inhaled, drew her in, because she was the one who
sustained my life.

“Did you know that? Did you know how badly I
needed to feel you this morning? You drive me completely mad
because it should be impossible that one woman could affect me this
way.” I pulled back an inch and pinned her with my stare. “Only
you.”

With my confession, her lips parted, brown
eyes burning into mine. When she spoke, it was earnest, filled with
truth.

“Only you…that’s all there’s ever been,
Christian. You’re all there will ever be.”

An ardent smile curved her mouth—the same
mouth I conquered with mine. My tongue swept over hers, urgent in
its claim. She yielded to it, opening to me.

My hands roamed, skimming down the small of
her back and to her bottom. I tipped her up and ground myself
against her warm center.

Elizabeth gasped and buried her fingers in my
hair. I took the opportunity to bend her back, dipped down to run
my tongue along the rise of her breast. I sucked her nipple onto my
mouth, rolled it against my tongue as I laved and
teased.

She writhed.

Elizabeth suddenly dropped to her
knees.

Fuck
.

There was no stopping it, the desire that
slammed me, knocked the breath from my lungs as she swirled her
tongue around my tip before she took me whole.

“Shit, Elizabeth…” My head hit the shower
wall. I grasped her by the head, my fingers buried in her hair.
Pressing my thumbs into her jaw, I made a vain attempt to stop her
assault.

But it just felt too damned good.

My hands picked up her rhythm, guiding her as
she worked me into a frenzy that I was helpless to stop.

What she couldn’t take of me in her mouth she
took in her hand. And she was making all these little noises that
were quickly pushing me to the brink, winding me up so fast I was
about to break.

“Uh…that feels incredible,” I grunted. Too
good. Pleasure coiled. I needed to stop this before it was over
before we even began. “Fuck,” I hissed as I gripped her by the hair
and slowly drew her back.

Elizabeth’s needy eyes met mine as she
reluctantly released me.

I was aching, hard, straining, burning to be
inside her. I cupped her cheeks and forced her to stand, urged her
up against the shower wall. Her back hit the tiles with a
thud.

I sank two fingers deep inside her.

Elizabeth gasped, her head rocking back as she
searched for air. Her body bowed, arching as if she were
instinctively seeking me out, as desperate for my body as I was for
hers. I hovered an inch over her with one hand pressed to the wall
just above her head. My heavy erection begged where it slipped
along the base of her belly.

“Please,” she whispered. Elizabeth was
shaking, her nails digging into my shoulders as I rushed to fill
her again and again, my fingers curling inside her
warmth.

I dropped my hand from above her head and
edged back a fraction to let my hand wander along her belly.
Elizabeth sagged against the wall, her stomach tightening beneath
my touch as I splayed my hand wide, cupping the protrusion resting
between us.

“This is so fucking sexy, Elizabeth. Do you
know that? Watching you grow round with my child. There’s nothing
more beautiful than that. Nothing in this world more beautiful than
you.”

I felt her start to tremble at my words.
“Christian…please.”

Instead I slowed and raked my eyes down to
where my hand was buried between her thighs. “Look at you,” I
demanded through a harsh whisper. Both of us watched as I slowly
worked her with my fingers, purposed and strong, teasing her with
release. But I refused to let her go. “Look at how perfect you
are.”

She shook more, and she reached out again to
grasp me around the neck. “Christian, please, I can’t take much
more,” she begged.

I pulled back, my hands on her hips as I
looked down at her. I strained between us, dripping with
need.

And those warm brown eyes were gazing up at
me, overflowing with trust, with all the belief she had in
me.

I took her by the thighs and hoisted her
higher, filled her hard and fast.

A jagged breath squeezed from her lungs and
her nails cut into the rigid muscles of my back. “Ugh,” came as a
grunt forced between her lips.

“Is this okay?” I begged through a
grunt.

Shit
.

My control was slipping by the second. But
there was no chance in hell I’d hurt her. I locked gazes with her,
my hand coming up to brush away the hair sticking to her face as
the water ran down it. “Baby…tell me this is okay because it’s been
way too long since I’ve had you this way.”

Both of my hands moved to her ass, where I
gripped her, balancing her weight, my fingers teasing along her
flesh where we were joined.

She moaned and tightened her legs around my
waist. “Ah…perfect…don’t even think about stopping.”

And I was fighting a smile, this girl, this
woman who was so incredibly sexy, so perfect, the one who
anticipated what I needed before I asked for it, the one who knew
me.

I pulled back and rocked into her again, hard,
demanding. Her back slammed against the wall.

“Yeah?” I challenged, another test, just
because I wanted to hear her say it.

“Yes,” she said, giving me exactly what I
wanted.

My hips jerked as I rocked into her. I filled
her again and again. Relentless. Desperate. Because I would forever
be desperate for her.

Incoherent pleas tumbled from her mouth, bled
and blended with grunts scraping up my throat.

“Fuck…Elizabeth…you feel so good. Baby, I need
more,” I grated as I pinned her with my hips. Shifting, I wound my
arms under her legs, held her by the back of the thighs. I
stretched her wide and sank into her deeper than I ever had,
forcing the air from her lungs with every thrust of my
body.

I held her bottom in my hands, quickened as I
drove into her.

Her eyes locked on mine as she tipped her chin
up to me, our connection unshakable, the woman I held in my hands
representing everything that was good in my life.

“More,” she said.

She raked her fingers down my back, dragged
them back up to anchor in my hair. And we were face to face, our
mouths a breath apart. Short rasps of air escaped from her throat
and she was staring at me as if I were her world.

The burn of pleasure tightened like a knot in
my spine, pulsed as it begged to be set free.

“Christian…mmm…so close,” she mumbled,
struggling to get me closer.

I gripped her tighter as I tilted, rolled my
hips and rocked into her. “Come for me,” I demanded.

At my words, I felt it tear through her,
ripping through her in staggered, palpable waves.

That was all it took, and I gave, snapped as I
was hit with a pleasure greater than anything I’d ever known. It
could only be found in Elizabeth. I throbbed and jerked as I came,
my hips pinning her to the wall.

Gasping, I searched for breath as my chest
collapsed against hers.

My fingers loosened their hold, and I gently
wound my arm around her waist to hold her up. My smile bled soft as
I looked at her. “That was…” I blinked, realizing there were no
words. No words for this woman who was my heart, no words for the
woman who held my soul.

Instead I brushed back the soaked hair matted
to her face, gently tucked it behind her ear, and cupped the side
of her face. I ran my thumb along the apple of her cheek. My throat
bobbed heavily as I swallowed.

“I can’t wait to call you my wife. You’ve been
Elizabeth Ayers for far too long.” My words were coarse with
intent. “I’m going to give you everything, Elizabeth. Anything you
want in this world, it’s yours.”