A Beautiful Forever

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 pump into me.

I gasp out as silently as I can as his thrusts fill me and my orgasm continues. Holding himself up on his arms, he stills his hips, and I

can feel his pulsing inside me. He dips his head down and kisses me leisurely, our release finally found.

He rolls off me and lays beside me, chuckling to himself. “I think they’re going to regret letting us have this room,” he says, smiling at

me.

“I don’t care,” I respond, rolling into him and trailing my fingertips in between his pecs and down in between his abs, stopping just

above his pubic hair line.

“I don’t either,” he says as he rolls back on top of me kissing me softly and trailing gentle kisses over my body, massaging my

breasts with his hands and twirling at my nipple with his tongue.

I gasp out and arch my back in response, so ready for him again. As he trails his kisses down my stomach, he slides his fingers

between my legs and circles around my now hypersensitive *.

My chest heaves and my eyes roll back in my head as his fingers curl inside me, massaging my depths as his mouth presses kisses

all over my body as he edges his way down.

Just as his tongue brushes my * there is a loud banging on our door, “We’re just about to leave,” Brian calls from the other side.

“We’re coming!” I call back breathlessly. Elliot's shoulders start bouncing up and down in laughter from where he’s situated between

my legs.

“Literally,” he says quietly to me. His dips his head and sucks gently on my *, swirling his tongue around it. He moans softly and

plants a chaste kiss there before sliding back up the bed and kissing me on my neck behind my ear. “To be continued,” he whispers

as he withdraws his fingers.

I whimper my disappointment and turn my head to kiss him passionately, clinging to him. He sits up and pulls me towards him,

helping me up off the bed as our mouths stay connected, refusing to waste any more time.

Quickly, we put our clothes back on, and I do my best to straighten up my hair and makeup. I wasn’t wearing much makeup in the

first place, so I just run my powder brush over my face and reapply some lip gloss. I'm so flushed and red lipped from Elliot’s

attentions that I look like I’ve gone to a lot of trouble.





Elliot


When I step out of the room, I'm met with a group of people with ‘I know what you just did,’ expressions on their faces. Paige comes

out behind me and noticing the same thing, starts curtseying, saying, “Thank you, and you’re welcome.”

The guys find this hilarious and Naomi just shakes her head and rolls her eyes. “You two are going to make me regret agreeing to

this, I’m sure,” she says, standing up and grabbing her purse.

After a short tube ride, we get to the night club, it’s almost 11pm so the place is already starting to fill up. Shane’s girlfriend has

gotten us all put on the door list, so we don’t have to wait in line. Inside there is a sectioned off area for private parties, there we find

Coral and a few other people I’m guessing are either friends of hers or workmates of Shane or Gavin.

A waiter comes over with a tray of jager bombs to get us started. They're passed around and everyone quickly drops their shot in

the glass and starts drinking and cheering each other on.

I look over at Paige and notice that she isn’t really drinking, “You’re not a big fan of drinking are you?” I ask in her ear. The club is so

loud you can barely hear yourself swallow.

She shakes her head, “No, I’ll have one, but I’m not into getting drunk.”





Paige


Elliot looks at me quizzically and asks in my ear, “Have you ever been drunk?”

I laugh, if only he knew. I lean up to his ear and yell over the music, “Of course I have. I just don’t like it.”

He gives me a look that says fair enough and takes a small sip of his drink.

I lean back up to him, “That doesn’t mean that you can’t drink.”

He gives me a wicked grin that sends bolts of desire through my body, “I want to be sober when we get back, I want to be with you

every moment,” he says into my ear. I have to let out a steady breath to try to calm myself. “Do you want to go and dance?”

I lock eyes with him and shake my head slowly. He raises his eyebrows as if he's reading my mind. Looking around at everyone else

in the party group, I can see that they’re all having fun – no one’s paying attention to us; I incline my head towards the exit. “Let’s get

out of here,” I suggest.

Without missing a beat, he grabs my hand and drags me out of there, in the 20 minutes we spend on the train - barely a moment is

spent not kissing or touching each other like we’re teenagers.

We literally run from the station back to the flat, so eager to have the place to ourselves. This is one night that we know no one is

going to be home any time soon. We're all alone.

As we get to the outside door, I slip my shoes off my feet while Elliot uses his keys to let us in. He turns to me, holding the door with

his foot and kisses me quickly before sweeping me up in his arms and carrying me effortlessly up the four flights of stairs to our flat.

I don’t think I’ve stopped laughing for a moment. I feel like a feather in his arms, and he’s barely out of breath.

“Are you even from this planet?” I ask, amazed by his strength and stamina, amazed by him.





Elliot


As soon as I get us through the door, I put Paige down and take her mouth in mine, moaning as she responds by wrapping her arms

around my neck and pressing her body into mine. I feel completely possessed by her as I run my hands through her hair, over her

body, and under her dress. I can’t stop touching her. I need to feel her everywhere. Kissing her along her jaw and down her neck, her

skin tastes devine, and I want more.

Leaning up against the front door, we slowly start to undress each other. My jacket and shirt are the first to go as she pushes and

pulls, kissing me and gasping in between until she drops them on the floor at our feet and runs her fingertips over my chest, and

down towards my jeans. For safety’s sake, I slip the chain bolt to give us a little warning in case someone else has the same idea

we did.

“My turn,” I murmur into her ear, halting her progress as I peel her fitted dress off, it clings to her delicious curves and has been

driving me wild as well making me a little territorial whenever I noticed the appraising looks from others.

Dropping her dress on the floor with my shirt, I run my hands down over her soft skin, loving the way my hands curve in and out over

her waist and hips.

“You are so f*cking beautiful,” I growl in her ear as I clutch her behind, urging her closer to me. She lifts her leg and wraps it around

my waist before I pick her up and carry her over to the closest surface.

I bury my face in her neck and make my way down to her breasts as her hands roam all over my bare skin.

“I want you Elliot - I need you,” she gasps out, her hands slipping between us to undo my pants and grab a hold of my shaft.

“Oh god,” I moan as she slides her hand up and down my erection, tightening her legs around me, urging me to enter her.

Grabbing my wallet from my back pocket, I place it on the bench top next to her as I kick my pants and shoes off before hooking my

fingers into the waistband of her underwear, sliding them off onto the floor while Paige removes the condom from my wallet tearing

the packet open with her teeth and holding it out for me.

Taking the foil packet from between her fingers, I remove the condom and roll it down my shaft while she watches, desire burning

behind her eyes as she bites her lip, waiting for me to return to her.

The second it’s on, she reaches out with her arms and legs pulling me towards her with her, gripping me tightly as she devours my

mouth, biting gently on my bottom lip. Shifting her hips, she guides me inside her, gasping as she takes in my full length. Pushing all

the way in, to my base, I need to pause, she’s so tight and my mind feels like it’s about to explode along with my self control. I take a

deep breath and try to calm myself, reminding myself that we have time. We can take things slow.

Feeling slightly calmer, I lift her again while we’re still attached and walk her into our new bedroom and lay us down on the bed.

Sitting back on my knees, I push in deeply, using my thumb to massage her swollen *, she is so wet and silky that the pad of my

thumb glides effortlessly over her nub. God, she feels amazing - I don’t know how long I can last like this.





Paige


Elliot shifts his hips slightly as he grinds our pelvis’ together, circling his thumb over my *, sending me off into a blissful delirium as

the pressure builds inside my body. I’m trying not to call out too loudly as my orgasm mounts but when I remember there’s no one

else here I relax.

“Elliot!” I shriek, my body starting to twitch as my body threatens to explode. “Oh god, it’s so f*cking good!”

I gasp out in disappointment as he withdraws from me, but I’m quickly reabsorbed in my pleasure when he buries his face between

my legs and starts to suck at my *, swirling his tongue over my most sensitive part.

“Oh! That’s it! I can’t hold on much longer!” I pant out as he pushes his fingers inside me, I’m in heaven, grabbing onto his

lengthening hair as my hips buck and my body is wracked with my orgasm exploding through me.

He holds onto me tightly as he withdraws his fingers and laps at my folds, flicking his tongue lightly over my * as I continue to call

out, soon becoming so sensitive that I sit up and push his face away. I keep pushing until he sits, before climbing onto his lap.

Hugging his face to my chest, I take him inside me. Riding him, slowly and sensuously, experiencing his full length before I drive us

back together, impaling myself on his shaft. Slowing things down, we lock eyes, gasping and moaning as we luxuriate in our time

together, rocking as one, our bodies’ slick with sweat as our skin slides against each other, gloriously, perfectly. I shudder as I feel

him climax, breathing out slowly as I settle him deep inside me, kissing him softly, losing myself in the splendour of his mouth and his

arms.