Why don't you Stay ... Forever - Jennifer Ashley Page 0,10

struggle to disentangle my arms from the sleeves and then send the shirt to the floor after the tie.

We’re chest to chest now, bare skin to bare skin. If my heart beats any faster she’ll probably call an ambulance.

Next step … But I can’t stop kissing her, so the next step has to wait. I’m dying for her, so I can’t wait too long. Damn, that would be embarrassing.

Erin has popped off her shoes while we’re kissing, and they hit the ground—thud, thud. I reach between us and undo the button of her shorts.

I expect Erin to stop, maybe push me away, say we’re going too fast. She holds me closer instead, her fingers pressing my back.

We kiss hungrily, no more teasing. I study Erin’s beautiful face, and something inside tells me this is right. The rightest thing I’ve ever done.

I lift from her and glide her shorts down. While she raises herself on her elbows, watching me, I get out of my pants and underwear as fast as I can. I understand why people do this in the dark—I’m blushing like hell.

She lets her gaze rest on my cock, which is sticking straight out. It isn’t blushing.

Erin’s so beautiful that I stop thinking about myself and my embarrassment. I look at her, and nothing else matters.

She’s so still as she surveys me. I think maybe we’ll freeze like this, staring at each other, nothing else ever happening—and then she slides off her underwear.

I’m not sure how I get on the bed. To this day, I don’t remember. But I’m there with Erin, my knees on either side of her hips. I have the condom ready, sliding it on, Erin helping me.

Now I’m with her, at her opening, she regarding me steadily with her arresting eyes.

When she gives me her little smile, I know I am exactly where I should be.

I softly kiss her while I ease inside.

My world changes. Now I know I’ve waited all my life to be here, with Erin.

Feeling takes over thoughts. She’s tight, sweetly tight, and I can’t contain my groans. From the way her face softens, I know she’s thinking this is right too. I kiss her, bracing myself on my arms, and start to love her.

Chapter Four

Ben

She’s amazing, is my last thought before my body takes over.

I’m kissing Erin, pumping into her. Her cries join mine as she meets my thrusts, her breasts soft against my chest.

My knees are burning on the mattress, and our bodies are scalding where they join. I slide on her, and she holds me. We’re yelling, then laughing, then shouting again. Words rings through the room—her name, my name, incoherent bellows of joy.

I could stay here the rest of my life. Erin’s holding me, her hands tight on my back. She’s kissing me, rising to me, nipping my chin.

She’s beautiful. Being inside her fires me up hotter than anything has in my life.

I feel my peak coming and try to prevent it, to suspend this moment. If I come too fast, I’ll have to leave her, and I never want to.

Nothing helps. I want her so bad, I can’t stop. My body won’t let me.

I curse softly, but I’m coming, thrusting so fast I’m pretty sure I’m shoving the bed across the room. Erin moves against me, and her cries are loud, she peaking at the same time.

This is the best night of my life. I’m yelling her name, telling her how beautiful she is, how hot, how tight. I stop short of saying the L- word, but just barely.

Erin’s wordless cries wind through mine. Her face is flushed, her hair tumbling down—I want to wrap myself in her.

Erin’s gaze holds me, her eyes starry, as the last of my thrusts spiral down. Now we’re breathless, arms around each other, lips meeting in frantic need.

I fall to her, and we roll onto our sides, kissing, nipping, licking, kissing some more, into the quiet of the night.

Erin

I wake from a dark, hard sleep to find a warm lump beside me in the bed. I cuddle to it, instinctively wanting the comfort.

As awareness trickles into me I realize it’s Ben, softly snoring. I remember the crazy sex we had before we both smacked into sleep, and I smile so hard my face hurts.

It’s warm in the room, so I sneak out of bed to open the window. Nights are still decently cool in May, and a breeze wafts inside.

Ben’s snores cut off, and he wakes.

I quickly slide beneath the sheets,