A Beautiful Forever - By Anderson, Lilliana Page 0,44

repositioning ourselves, so she is on top of me, her legs straddling me either side.

She starts to move her hips against me, rubbing herself up and down my already hard shaft. Watching her as she works, I’m lost in the sensations of what she’s doing to me as my fingers ache to feel her skin underneath them. Sliding my hands under her shirt, I massage her breasts, tweaking her nipples gently as they stand erect between my fingers.

“Oh!” erotic whimpers escape her throat as she leans down, kissing me and rocking over me. I feel close to bursting and try desperately to keep myself calm. Removing my hands from underneath her shirt, I thread my fingers through her hair, holding her head steady, as I trail kisses down her delicious neck.

She has a look of pure ecstasy on her face as she rocks her hips against mine. I don’t think I have ever been this turned on fully clothed. Placing her hands on my chest she sits up and continues her movement, gasping and moaning, causing my head to swim and my body to scream with my need for her, until finally she opens her eyes and cries out, her hips stilling to a gentle pulse before she collapses in a heap on my chest. I breathe steadily, amazed by what I just witnessed. The throbbing in my own pants threatening to explode each time her body moves as she’s heaving against me.

“Do you have anything with you?” she whispers breathlessly in my ear.

“In my wallet,” I say, reaching over to the bedside table where I’d placed my phone, wallet and keys when we arrived.

She sits up to undo the top button of my jeans and then pulls at the button fly to pop the rest, releasing my erection. I lift my hips as she works my jeans off my legs and drops them at the end of the bed, removing her own jeans at the same time.

Tearing the foil open I pull out the condom and move to apply it. “No, I want to do it,” she says, climbing on top of me and reaching out to take the circle of rubber from my fingers.

She pinches the bubble and places it on top of my shaft, rolling it down to the base in long languid motions. As she positions herself on top of me, I hold my breath, waiting for her to take me inside.

Looking at me wickedly she uses my tip to tease her opening, flinching slightly as she moves it over her clit and back again before slowly sliding down my length. She does this little grind when she hits our deepest point, and I moan, placing my hands on her hips as she rides me.

She is so tight as she squeezes herself around me, and I’m excruciatingly close to coming but I don’t want this to end. Her face is perfect as she focuses on her movement, grinding against me each time she takes me in.

“Are you sure about this Elliot?” she whispers in between her moans.

Gripping her firmly, I hold her hips still, stopping her movement and getting her full attention. Her eyes focus clearly on mine and a slight look of panic flits across her face.

“Sure about what?” I ask, slightly confused.

Her eyes close and I can see she’s on the verge of getting upset again. “About me… about us…” she barely breathes out.

Reaching up, I take her face in my hands, keeping her face steady so she can’t look away. “Paige, open your eyes.”

For a moment she squeezes them tighter, but I wait, gently stroking her cheek with my thumb, until they slowly flutter open, focusing again on me.

“I want you Paige. From the moment I laid eyes on you, I have wanted you. So yes Paige, I’m sure. I’m fucking positive.”

Her eyes close again as she sucks in her breath, and I draw her face towards mine, crashing our lips together as we continue or movement, pressing our bodies together until there isn’t even a millimetre’s worth of space between us.

She’s still wearing her shirt, so I pull it up, urging her to take it off. She complies, removing her bra as well, dropping them down the side of the bed before reaching down to lift my shirt.

I crunch up and remove it, dropping it with hers before I lie back and pull her towards me, kissing her passionately. My chest aches from the intensity of my feelings for this woman, I