Forever You by Lynn, Sandi (autobiographies to read .txt) 📗

stood there, smiling; our eyes never

leaving one another. I grabbed the can of shaving cream and squirted her legs and chest with it. She

jumped back and screamed.

“Need a shave darling?” I asked.

“How dare you!” she exclaimed.

I laughed as I pointed the shaving cream at her, and she ran out of the bathroom, holding her towel

so it didn’t fall off. I chased after her and tackled her to the ground. I rolled her over and pinned her

arms above her head. I stared at her, mesmerized by her beauty. I took my hand and gently wiped

away the shaving cream from her face while my other hand had her wrists locked tight. She didn’t

struggle. I could tell by the way she stared into my eyes that she didn’t want me to stop. I was hard

and wanting her again.

“I want to feel you inside me,” she whispered.

I wanted to make sure that she was ready because I didn’t want to hurt her. I reached down with my

free hand and felt how wet she was. I pushed myself into her. She titled her head back and lightly

moaned as her hands were running through my hair. I moved in and out of her slowly before I began to

grind my hips and move circles inside her. The feeling was amazing, and hearing the sounds she made

from pleasuring her was heightening my arousal. I hovered over her, pushing in and out with shallow

thrusts as she moaned and became breathless. She started to come, and I followed shortly after,

releasing myself inside her. I looked at her as her eyes locked on mine, taking in the pleasure and the

beauty of what just happened.

“I think we need to hit the shower again,” I smiled as I was covered in shaving cream and

toothpaste.

“At this rate, we’ll never get on that plane back to New York,” she laughed.

I got off her and helped her up. I wrapped my arms around her from behind as we walked into the

bathroom and took a shower for the second time that morning.

Chapter 21

We finally arrived back in New York, and Denny was waiting for us at the airport. I grabbed our

bags as Ellery ran to Denny and gave him a hug. It made me really happy to see the two of them get

along so well. I told Ellery that I had arranged for Peyton to come over around 7:00 pm under false

pretenses. I didn’t tell Peyton that Ellery was coming back with me; I wanted her to be surprised. I

took our bags up to my room while Ellery went to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. I set our bags

on the floor and heard Ellery gasp as she stood in the doorway. I had forgotten that she had only been

in my bedroom once, and that was when she brought my drunken ass home from the club. At first, I

couldn’t figure out why she stood there with a shocked look on her face, but then I saw her look

around the room and at the paintings that hung on my wall.

“You were the one who bought my paintings?” she asked.

“Please tell me that you aren’t mad,” I said as I held my hands up.

“I’m not mad; I just want to know why,” she asked softly.

“Look at them, Elle. They’re beautiful. It was my way of being close to you when you weren’t

around.” I was afraid she was going to be angry with me, but she wasn’t. She walked over to me and

hugged me tight, thanking me and telling me how much it meant to her.

She walked over to my bed and slightly giggled.

“What’s so funny?” I asked.

“I was just remembering the night you were passed out on this bed, and I was straddled over you,

taking off your clothes.”

I smiled as I laid myself on the bed and spread out.

“What are you doing?” she laughed.

“I don’t remember you doing that, and I want to, so I thought you could reenact it for me.”

Ellery bit her bottom lip as she pulled her shirt over her head and threw it on the floor.

“Um, I don’t think you did that,” I smiled.

“No, I didn’t, but I’m going to make it a little more interesting this time.” I watched her as she

unbuttoned her pants and took them off, throwing them on top of her shirt. She straddled me and

slowly started unbuttoning my shirt. This was definitely not the way she helped me that night because

I would have remembered it. “Fuck it; I need you now,” I said as I rolled her off me and quickly got

on top.

***

Later that night, Ellery was snuggled against me with her arm around my waist. She must have had a

late night with Peyton because I didn’t hear her come to bed. I reached over and lightly kissed her on

the head before carefully sliding out of bed. I had an early meeting to attend in order to finalize the

acquisition of the Chicago building. After I showered and got dressed, I emerged from the bathroom

and saw Ellery laying there, staring at me. I