A Beautiful Forever

chapter 41

Paige

“Hey you,” Elliot says as he steps out onto the balcony with me. “Enjoying the view?”

I lean into him as his arm slips around me, and we look out at the ocean together, “It’s amazing. I feel like I’m dreaming,” I say as I

rest my head on his shoulder.

“This is all really strange for me too. It looks so different now. The front door is the same, but everything else has changed, even the

view looks a little different.”

“What did it look like when you lived here?”

“Old, everything was some variation of brown.”

I laugh a little, “I’m imagining a sepia photo.”

“Yeah, I suppose it did look a little like that… Listen Paige, in the interest of full disclosure. This is where I was living when I was

dating Katrina. If it bothers you, we’ll sell it and choose something different.”

“Wow,” is all I can say for a moment, I turn around and lean against the railing, looking back inside the room. “All the furniture’s

different isn’t it?” I ask.

“Yeah, everything is different. It's like they’ve gutted the place and changed it all,” he tells me.

I take him by the hand and lead him into the main bedroom, “What does this room remind you of?” I ask.

I see him look around for a moment, taking everything in. “Honestly? It reminds me of that B&B we went to before I came home the

first time.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Then we’ll keep it,” I say, sliding my arms around his waist and tilting my head up so he can kiss me.

Erica and Robert decided on that moment to enter the room. “Whoa lovebirds! Give us some time to get out of here before you

christen the room ok?” Erica exclaims.

I walk towards them both and hug each of them, thanking them profusely for doing this for us.

“It’s our pleasure Paige,” Robert says kindly before clapping his hands together. “Now, I had already set this up with Kathy, so she

isn’t expecting either of you go back to her house until tomorrow morning. However, I just called her to be safe, and she said Grace

is still fast asleep.

“So you two enjoy. We’re going to head off now and let you have some time alone in your new home. Congratulations again on your

wedding and your baby. We’ll see you all soon.”

“Thank you dad, thank you Erica,” Elliot says, embracing them both before we follow them to the door to walk them out. I think we

thank them a hundred more times on the way.

We both lean against the front door as it closes and look at each other with giant grins on our faces. “Can you believe this?” he says

first.

“No, can you?! Have you seen Grace’s room? Have you seen our wardrobe?!"

“Did you see the lounge room?"” he replies and we both laugh and walk through the flat again, pointing things out to each other as

we go room to room. As we walk towards the main bedroom, Elliot stops me.

“What?” I ask turning to face him.

“We’re on our own for the first time since we were married, I have to do this right,” he says kissing me before reaching down and

scooping me up in his arms to carry me over the threshold of our room.

“I think you were supposed to do that at the front door,” I laugh.

“Aw hell,” he says, turning around and starting for the door.

“No, no don’t!” I call out laughing, but he ignores me, jogging to the front of the flat.

“Open the door for me,” he says as he holds me in front of it.

Continuing to laugh, I oblige, he takes one step onto the landing and immediately turns and re-enters, using my feet to swing the

door shut before carrying me back down the length of the flat to the bedroom and laying me gently on the bed.

“I love you,” I whisper to him as he holds himself above me.

“I love you forever,” he says as he dips his head and takes my mouth in his. We kiss slowly, letting our tongues slide against each

other as we take turns leading. Touching each other softly and lovingly, our passion for each other feels as though it’s alive and

dancing around us as we move together.





Elliot


It’s been over a week since we’ve been together this way as we’ve felt strange being intimate in my mother’s house while Grace

was in the room with us, so we’ve held off. But right now, we’re alone with nothing to worry about but each other.

Slowly, I pull her dress from her shoulders before sliding it down her body, treating her like a gift for me to unwrap and tasting every

part of her as I expose her silken skin.

Leaving her dress at the foot of the bed I lie down next to her, trailing my fingertips over her skin until I reach the lace edge of her

underwear.

“I love that you wore these,” I whisper in her ear as I slide my hand underneath the lace and silk toward the apex of her thighs. My

breath hitches as I feel her arousal on my fingertips, my own need throbbing as she moans when I curl my fingers inside her. I love

the way she moves against my hand, writhing under my touch.

“Oh god Elliot!” she calls out, her hips rolling as my thumb circles her *.

“God I’ve missed this,” I murmur as I crash our mouths together wanting to be connected when she comes. Her whimpers fill my

mouth and cause my arousal to pulsate harder. I press it into her side, taking advantage of her rolling hips.

As her hips spasm, she clamps her thighs together, locking my hand in place as she moans into my mouth, her cries reverberating

through my chest. When she grabs my hand to stop my movement, I willingly oblige as she rolls us both, so she’s on top of me.

“I want you inside me so badly,” she gasps, undoing my shirt quickly and pulling it open, dragging her fingers over my chest and

down towards my pants.

“Wait!” I call out as her hands start to undo my belt, “I haven’t got anything with me.” I don’t make it a habit to carry condoms around

with me anymore. Our life these days doesn’t generally give us the option for spontaneous sex while we’re out and about.

“Oh…” she breathes, pushing her hair back as she straddles me still clad in her bra and panties. “Well… do we really care?” she

asks.

I think for a moment, “No. I don’t think we do,” I reply honestly. She smiles wickedly at me and goes back to work, removing my pants

and dropping them at the foot of the bed along with her panties before climbing back on top of me, making a show of it like she’s a

feline, stalking her prey. She purposefully drags her arousal, soft and silk, over my erection causing a moan to rumble out of me. I’m

close to bursting. I want inside her so bad right now.

Positioning me at her opening, she pauses and glides my tip back and forth up over her * and down along her opening. Gasping

for breath, my fingers grip her thighs as she continues to tease herself and me with my tip. Just when I think I can’t stand it anymore

she slides down on top of me accepting me into her hot wet depths.

My hands are everywhere as she rides me, my own orgasm at bursting point. I force myself to hold on, wanting to climax along with

her. Pulling the cups of her bra down, I take her breasts in my hands, focusing on her as I attempt to maintain control. Her hands

slide over mine, and she presses my hands firmly against my chest as her moans become more erotic and I know she’s close.

“Elliot!” she calls, holding tight and squeezing me internally. “Oh!” she yells repeatedly, as she explodes again, throwing her head

back and thrusting her chest forward as she maintains her grip on my hands. I burst inside her, pressing my hips up to increase the

pressure of our connection as her movements slow, and she continues to milk me, gently easing us both back down to earth.

She releases my hands and drops hers to my stomach, trailing her fingertips up and down my abs as she catches her breath. I pull

her towards me to kiss her deeply. “You’re so f*cking beautiful,” I whisper to her before rolling her over and starting to move inside

her all over again.