to continue playing. We're betting for the last few packets of Tim Tams and a bag of Minties. We desperately need a parcel to arrive from someone at home before we run out completely and are reduced to paying the exorbitant prices they charge for them online.
“Well, you’re a lucky man Elliot. She’s a real stunner,” Gavin puts in, evening out the mood a little. “What’s the plan when you go back home? Is she going with you?”
“I don’t know yet. We haven’t talked about it,” I reply, taking a swig of my beer.
“Geez mate, don’t leave it too long like I did with Coral. She’s all over the place these days ‘cause I won’t commit to coming back for her. Her moods kind of shitting all over everything these days,” Shane warns me, folding his hand and dropping his cards in the middle of the table. “I’ve got nothing,” he says, raking his hands through his dirty blonde hair as he indicates his mismatched cards on the table.
“So why don’t you want to come back for Coral – you not really into it?” I ask, continuing to bet on my hand.
“I don’t know. Things were great before she started freaking out about me going. But it’ll take me three months before I can even get back here, and it’s just so much money. It took me a year to save up for this trip, so…” he shrugs, swigging on his drink and leaving his sentence unfinished but understood.
I guess if he really cared about Coral, then he’d come back as soon as he could regardless of how much it costs. I know without a doubt that if I can’t get Paige to come home with me, then I will move heaven and earth to get back to her. Now that I have her - I never want to let her go.
Chapter 20
Paige
I’m a bundle of nerves tonight because Shane is all packed and ready to go, he’s spending his last night with his girlfriend, and Gavin has shifted his stuff into Elliot’s old room for a couple of days before he goes back home to give us the room earlier.
Elliot’s and my stuff are already in our room, but it’s only just happened, and we’re expected to leave to go to some nightclub tonight to give Shane and Gavin a big send off.
I’d prefer it if we didn’t go though, all I want is time alone with Elliot. We are always around other and now - we have our own space, we can take our time with each other. I feel aroused just thinking about it.
Elliot walks into the room, dressed for a night out in fitted dark jeans, a white jersey knit shirt with a line of buttons at the neckline that moulds to his muscular torso, and a black leather biker jacket.
He looks me up and down, and his eyes are so dark with desire that I just want to jump into his arms and wrap my legs tightly around him.
“You look stunning,” he says in a husky voice that sends erotic chills through my body. I’m wearing a dress that a deep red colour, in a stretchy material so it's fitted to my curves. It’s fairly plain besides a cowl neckline and ends at my mid-thigh. I haven’t put my shoes on yet, but I’m planning on wearing heels that will bring me a couple of inches closer to Elliot’s face, perfect for kissing him.
“Do you think we could be late,” I ask him, my voice deep and sultry as my eyes devour him.
He responds by closing the door and locking it. I almost come from the anticipation from hearing that sound. In one stride he's on me, kissing me frantically as we pull at each other’s clothes.
In seconds we’re naked and on the bed in a frantic tangled heap.
“Quick please,” I beg, desperate for him to be inside me. We haven’t had sex since Cambridge and kissing just isn’t enough for me anymore, I don’t need foreplay I just need him, inside me - now.
He quickly applies a condom and slides himself inside me. My breath comes out all shaky as he fills me, sliding back and forwards in an urgent rhythm. It’s wonderful, and I’ve been so on edge that my body is already set to explode.
“Oh god!” I call out, tiny fragments of pleasure rippling through me and bursting as I come, clenching myself around him.
“Shhh!” he says laughing as he continues to