I’m about to say no but his puppy dog face is just too much. “Fine, I’ll give it my best shot.”
“We could practise…”
“Eat your food.”
“Yes, Miss. Shall I get you a ruler?”
Laughing loudly, I climb up his body until I’m wrapped around him. “I love you.”
“Not as much as I love you.”
I smirk against his lips. “And we have an entire lifetime to debate that.”
Isaac
Eloise’s mum strangely hugged me when she came around with a large basket full of treats. This family has an obsession with hampers. Hayley hugged me too, which was even stranger. She also squeezed my arse, because apparently now I’m with her best friend she’s allowed to take liberties.
I disagreed. So did Eloise, but Hayley just brushed us both off. That girl has zero shame. She also has a new boyfriend. According to Elle, this is her third since Wesley. Elle thinks it’s silly and gross. I’m withholding my opinion. I don’t see anything wrong with a female being able to safely test the waters. I used to… a lot. I suppose it’s different for men than it is for women, though, and that is completely wrong.
“I’m sorry you’re struggling to find a job,” Eloise’s mum states and I see the sincerity in her eyes. “I know it’s not an option for you, but it’s something to think about: my husband is training and hiring. He’s got a lot of upcoming work in town and the pay is great. Longer hours and less holidays than your teaching career, but you’ll get…”
“Thank you, Sharon, but I’m going to have to decline.”
She nods in understanding and looks at Elle, who is stripping paper from the wall at the end of the hall with Hayley. “You wouldn’t even have to work with him. You’d actually be working with his brother, who I know you’ve met.” So that’s how she knows I’m struggling to find a decent job.
“I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
“Just think about it.” She places her hand on my arm. “My husband is a controlling man but he’s a good one. It was him who told me to extend the offer. He’s too proud to show his face here yet, especially after what he did, but he knows that if he wants Elle back in his life he needs to patch things up with you.”
I barely fight the urge to snort. “I’ll give it some deep consideration.”
“Anyway, enough of that talk. Let’s move onto happier subjects.” I immediately notice Eloise and Hayley slightly tilt their heads as they listen. They aren’t very crafty; they’ve stopped talking so now there’s only silence and their eavesdropping is obvious. “Like Eloise going to University in eight days. I’m so proud of my girl. Most girls in this state of senseless love would completely drop their plans.”
“Mum, that isn’t a happy subject.” Eloise interrupts. “I’m only going to see him a maximum of four times a month.”
Hayley raises her hand for some odd reason before speaking. “People who are in the army get less than that. Consider yourselves lucky that you can just drive down if you feel desperate.”
She actually has a point. “I have faith in us.”
“Me too.” Eloise’s smile is loving and wistful. Yep, I’m definitely getting a blowjob on my birthday. If she doesn’t like it, fair enough, but she’s got to at least try. The thought of her beautiful mouth around the end of my cock is just too much to bear.
The thought of hardly seeing her at all for the next four years as she works her way up to graduation is definitely too much to bear. I’ve had her for three days running… how will I get used to not having her again? I don’t just mean in the sexual sense; I mean her laughter, her smiles, her secret looks and touches.
“There’s something called Skype,” Hayley points out, her arms working at the wall. “And Facebook.”
“Thank you, Hayley the all-knowing.” Eloise kisses Hayley on the cheek and stands, giving her legs and arms a good stretch. “I actually feel not as down about it now.”
“Think how I feel. I’m going to be at Boston and I’ve had her for longer than you, Isaac. Imagine the torture it’s going to play on my heart.”
“I’ll miss you too, cracker.” Eloise helps Hayley up and smiles at me. “I’m feeling the love. You need a friend like Hayley.” And then she shakes her head. “Actually, no, please don’t get a friend like Hayley.”
It’s her mum who laughs at this before patting me on the arm again. “Yeah, only one Hayley is needed.”
“Duly noted.” I wink at Hayley, who is pouting at being picked on, and she perks up immediately.
“So, how do you plan to put on your freshman ten pounds?” Hayley asks, changing the subject effectively.
“Lack of sex and a ton of ice cream every night,” Eloise responds and her mum chokes on air.
“Not a suitable conversation, Elle.” Sharon snaps and I can’t help but agree. I glare at my red headed female, who smiles so adorably at me. Rolling my eyes I turn back to my work corner.
******
“I can’t believe we can do this now,” Elle sighs, her hand drawing circles on my chest as she snuggles into the nook of my arm.
“Well, sort of. It still wouldn’t be great for everybody to suddenly know. Not yet anyway.” I place a grape between her lips and close my eyes as the sun beats down on the both of us.
“Yeah, I know, but still…” She waves her arm to our garden. It’s large enough for both of us, that’s for sure, though not so big I’ll hate mowing the lawn. “We have a garden to picnic in. I love it.”
I pull her onto my chest so her body is flush with mine and her head is blocking my eyes from the sun. “You look like you’re glowing.”
“I love how you’re using me like a human parasol.”
“You don’t miss much, do you?”
“Nope.” She sighs and kisses me softly for a brief moment. “We should really get back to work.”
Ugh. “Do we have to? I’ve only got six days left before you go away.”
“I know, but I’ll be back for your birthday and I’ll come home every weekend I can.”
“I wish I could visit you more…”
Her lips slant across mine again, this time for a longer moment, causing her hair to fall like two thick curtains of red around our faces. My arms instantly wrap around her as my leg rolls us over until she’s under me on the mat beneath us. One of her gorgeous bare thighs presses against my hip as the other is trapped beneath my body, pressing against me in the best way.
“Your mum...”
I nod and shield her eyes from the sun, hovering my face only an inch above hers. “Let’s not talk about that. Let’s not talk about anything today. I want you all to myself for the rest of the…”
“I COME BEARING GIFTS!” My head drops at the sound of Elle’s mother calling to us from somewhere inside. My head hits the mat pretty hard but I welcome the pain. It distracts me from the swollen and angry cock in my pants.
“Bugger.” I’m shoved to the side and kissed on the temple before Elle leaves me completely, clearly excited to see what her mother has brought for her.
I sulk for a moment but quickly cheer up when I see Eloise’s excited face through the window as she motions for me to come inside the house with a frantic wave of her hand.
We’ll be okay. It’ll be hard and I’ll miss her, but we’ll be okay.
Chapter Three
Eloise
I look up at my new building. It’s a lot bigger than I thought it would be, so I’m extremely glad to be on the first floor and close to the elevators. It’s a gorgeous white stone building with flowers and grass outlining the outside. The doors have a decent security system that calls up to each apartment individually.
The first thing I notice is my first name and my roommate’s on a white card slotted into the space beside the button to our room.
The urge to press it wins, even though I have a key fob that’ll open the door just fine.
Isaac nudges me with his elbow as he places two of my suitcases on the steps
behind us.
“Problem?” He asks, looking around at the many people coming and going through the glass doors. They all smile but seem to be in their own busy worlds. Most of them have probably moved in already. I am doing this a little late.
“Nope, it seems my roommate isn’t in.” A nice looking girl with freckles and bright blonde hair holds the door open for us as we carry my bags in.
“Elevator B is under maintenance, use A,” she says absently, giving us a polite smile before skipping outside. Yes, skipping. Like a merry lamb in a meadow.
“She seemed nice,” Isaac comments, his eyes on me. “I’m so fucking jealous right now.”
“I’m not; I’m scared out of my mind.” I really am. My palms are sweating and even though it’s warm outside my body is shivering. “My roommate is called Jordan. She seems nice. We emailed a few times over the past week.”
“Is that who you’ve been talking to?”
I nod, grinning. “She’s funny. We seem to get on pretty great. She reminds me a little of Hayley, but more reserved.”
“Thank God for the latter.” Isaac presses the button to the elevator, commenting on the lack of graffiti and the absence of damp and urine.
“It’s well maintained. My dad wouldn’t have gotten me a place here if it wasn’t. According to the blogs it’s a place where students who are serious study. Parties won’t be tolerated unless agreed to by all surrounding neighbours.”
“I’m guessing there are a lot of parties then.” He doesn’t seem happy about this, but I don’t blame him. I’d be annoyed if our situations were reversed.
“You can trust me.” We step into elevator A, which is situated directly beside B. “Besides, I’ll be home every single weekend I can possibly manage.”
He turns towards me, frown lines marring his forehead, and I reach up and smooth them away with my fingers. “I want you to have your freedom and your life. It’s not fair of me to ask you to suddenly become a Mormon just because I get jealous and paranoid.”
“And possessive.”
“Have you seen your arse?” He’s smiling now and I love his smile. I kiss him swiftly as the doors open and then we step out into the white, well lit hall. “I’d be stupid not to be possessive. The crazier I act, the less likely it is that another man will sniff around you.”
Giggling, I lead us to the door to my new apartment, still terrified but now extremely excited. “Ready?”
“I suppose.”
Twisting the key in the lock, I pull the handle down and push open the heavy door. It’s definitely sound proof, which is good. Jordan said you can hardly hear a thing through the walls. Money well spent so far, Dad. I’ll have to thank him at some point.
“I love it,” I squeak, racing forward to get a better look.
The kitchen is large, larger than expected, with decent utilities and a kickass breakfast bar that actually reminds me a little of Isaac’s old place. I’m feeling nostalgic, but that feeling stops when I see the large, grey and black L-shaped sofa that sits directly opposite a small flat screen, a bookshelf and two huge windows that overlook the street below. I didn’t notice the coffee shop across the road driving in, but I’m seeing it now and I am so relieved.
“It’s gorgeous.”
“It’s not very big.” He points to the four doors on opposite sides of the room. One of them has a small white board on the back with a marker pen hanging by a string. “That’s your room.”
I walk over to the wooden door and look at the messy handwriting on the board. I read aloud, “I saved you the bigger room with the better closet. J x.”
“She’s sweet.”
She is.
I push open the door and squeal much like I did when I first walked into the living room.
It looks a bit like a hotel room, with the bed being sheltered by two large wardrobes and an overhead cupboard that I’d have to stand on the bed to reach. Isaac pulls a flat piece of wood from the side of the closet closest to the bed. I notice the metal contraption that attaches it to the wall, laughing when I realise it’s a moveable desk.
“That is awesome.” I immediately begin taking photos and trinkets from my bag and place them on the narrow shelves on the wall opposite my bed. My wedding photo, which I made too many copies of, I place on the bedside table so I can wake up every morning and see Isaac gazing lovingly into my eyes.
“I’ll start unpacking these.” He rests the suitcase on the still wrapped mattress, but I quickly push them off and throw my body onto his. I love how strong he is. “Okay, we’ll unpack later.”
“I’ll unpack later. I want to christen this first.” My body falls from his and onto the mattress. The plastic crackles and I giggle as Isaac rips it off around my body, tugging it from beneath me causing me to roll onto my front with a quiet and happy scream. “Do that again.” I lay the plastic cover back down and lie in the centre.
He laughs as he pulls it, laughing harder when I spin so hard I almost roll off the bed. “You’re such a child.”
“How about now?” I pull my top off and throw it at his head.
“Take off your jeans and I’ll tell you.” His eyes darken when I do so, scanning my body and taking in my matching black underwear. He’s seen them before but he still gets excited every time I wear them. “I love your body.”
“I love yours more. Strip.”
He doesn’t hesitate, allowing me a glimpse of his defined abs as his arms stretch and pull the T-shirt up and over his head.
“Flex for me,” I tell him, shaking my hair off my shoulders as I rest back on my elbows. My own heated eyes stare at his glorious body, taking in every single dip and curve under golden skin. “How did I get so lucky?” I don’t realise that I’ve said it out loud until his eyes come to mine, a lot happier and softer than they were five minutes ago.
“I’m the lucky one.” His trousers fall to the ground and he carefully steps out of his shoes before dropping to his knees and smoothing his hands up and down my thighs and hips. Oh my… the tingles. Shudder. “You’re perfect.”
“I’m podgy.” I pull on the extra meat that covers my tum.
“I love every single inch of you.”
I feel his teeth bite the piece of flesh I just pulled on. It sends a ticklish, tingling feeling through my stomach. Instinctively I push his head away, but he growls like an animal and dives back in, nipping and scraping everywhere he can reach as I laugh uncontrollably and try to pull away.
“Stop,” I beg, panting and almost exhausted.
“Lie back.”
I do as I’m told and shudder when he pulls my hips to the edge of the bed so my knees are hanging over his elbows.
“Stay there. I want to watch every inch of you as I fuck you.”
“Yes, Sir,” I gasp and his fingers pull my lace pants to the side.
I feel him at my entrance, tapping and rubbing at me in a way that he knows tortures me worse than anything else. Well…apart from when he bites the inside of my thighs.
My hips roll, desperately trying to move him into place.
He slaps my thigh causing me to gasp and be still, something he’s never done before and I can’t say I don’t approve because, fuck, that’s hot.
My leg tingles but doesn’t hurt as he rubs the spot he just spanked. It’s when he bends to kiss my neck and then my mouth before finally pushing inside that I finally lose it.
He rocks back, pulling his body off mine so he can do exactly as he said he wanted to do.
I moan, not just at the pleasure zapping through my cells but at the loss of his warmth.
“Take your bra off.”
He lifts my limp legs higher, his eyes watching my every move as I unclip the front of my bra and slide my arms free of the straps.
I love watching his pupils dilate; it makes me feel so sexy and wanted.
“Play with your nipples.” I hesitate; that’s a new one. He’s never asked me to do that before. His eyes narrow on my face. “Now.”
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sp; A shudder that builds between my legs shifts up my body, sending signals of lust to my brain that completely override any of my previous embarrassment.
My hands cup the swells of my breasts as my fingers seek out the hard peaks, tweaking and pulling in a way I didn’t even know could feel so good. It only heightens everything he’s doing to my slick core as he slowly pumps in and out, grunting every so often.
“Right hand, clit.” He orders, still holding my legs.
This is something I’ve done before, but never under his command.
My fingers reach their destination and I circle quickly, in time with his thrusts which only get deeper and quicker.
It burns; it aches and it tingles more than I can handle. I beg with garbled words, my hands doing as he tells them to do as he gazes down at my body with hooded eyes. The dark blue of his irises sparkles with lust and the heavy gaze makes my body feel tight.
The pressure builds, rising higher and higher as my hands move faster and his hips thrust quicker.
“Isaac,” I whisper, still begging for more, though what of I don’t know.
He groans long and deep in his throat, his chest and abs now glistening in a way that makes me want to lick every single inch of him. “Perfect. Made… me… Elle.” He bites out through clenched teeth. “Fuck.” He shakes his head, mesmerising me as I watch him lose himself, lose his control and find all of his pleasure within my body. There’s nothing more satisfying or sexy than that. “Come.”
“Kay,” I breathe and it rips through me, slashing, piercing, clenching and burning the inside of my stomach in the best way before spreading through my limbs. My skin tingles and my eyes water with the intensity but I don’t move, nor do I look away. I want to watch him as he’s been watching me. I want to watch his body tense and his muscles ripple as he pounds into me with abandon, his mind and body no longer one.
It’s his growl that sends me spiralling into a deeper and longer orgasm and the way he pushes into me so deep I feel the entirety of him. I take him all and I love every second. His body shudders twice as his fingers bruise my hips with a strong grip.
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