Forever Mine (Providence Series Book 1)

by Mary B. Moore

  “Yeah, what are we watching?” I took the chance to snuggle in even more and we both slipped down the sofa a bit more so that we were almost lying out on it.

  “Fancy a movie?” He asked, absently flicking through the channels already, so I waved my hand in a have at it motion to him making him chuckle. I was relaxed after dinner and my shower and didn’t have it in me to do much more, which soon changed. He’d put on Skyfall and Bond was heating it up on the screen with some female baddy, and I was struggling to focus on the screen.

  As I moved my leg, in what I hoped looked like a casual position change, it brushed over his crotch, and I realized that I wasn’t the only one affected by our proximity and had to bite my lip when I felt how big he was. I know he’s a big man, but you hear so many stories about big guys and seriously small penis’s, and I hadn't expected him to be as big as what I’d just accidentally brushed against.

  Feeling his eyes on me, I looked up at his mouth and had a mini panic about what it said about me if I moved forward first; would he think I was easy? Before I could come to a decision his mouth was on mine, and instead of the hard bruising kiss that my ex’s would have given me, his mouth was surprisingly soft against mine. Reaching up, I threaded my fingers through his hair and held his head so that he couldn’t back away from the kiss.

  He shifted and rolled me onto my back, lying in the cradle of my pelvis with one long leg between mine and the other between my leg and the back of the couch. I took full advantage of the change in position and moved my other hand down his back, across his ass, and under his t-shirt. His skin was hot and soft, but underneath it was rock hard; it felt fantastic and I didn’t realize that I’d dug my nails in and dragged them down until he groaned into my mouth and ground his crotch against mine. I wrapped my legs around his hips and ground against him as he ground down into to me and then shifted onto one arm and lifted my top with his free hand. My arms lifted up and my top was disappeared over Ren’s shoulder as I moved my hands back under his t-shirt and started pulling it off. His torso went up as he took over removing it and tossed it in the same direction as mine, before lowering his naked chest against mine. He had some chest hair, but what little there was rubbed against my sensitive nipples making me moan and grind up against him again.

  His free hand that had been cupping the side of my face moved slowly down my neck and across my collarbone, and I felt him smile against my mouth as goose bumps broke out in it’s trail. Cockiness like that in other guys would have had me freezing, but from Ren, I knew it was pleasure at the evidence of how much he affected me.

  Running my hands up and down his back and feeling the muscles move and tighten under my fingers, I decided to go exploring myself, and moved one hand down the way pushing my fingers under the waistband of his jeans and boxers until I could hold one ass cheek.

  I was seriously lamenting the fact that I didn't have huge hands so that I could hold both at once when I felt how hard and perfect it was in my hand, but at that moment his finger reached my nipple and he started to gently rub around it at the same time as grinding against me and all thoughts just left the building. He had some calluses which made the pads of his fingers a little rough and the feeling of them gently circling around my nipple was driving me insane and I tore my mouth free and threw my head back at the same time as letting out a loud groan.

  Ren took full advantage of this and kissed from my jaw, down my neck, until he reached the nipple that he’d been torturing and his tongue took over before he opened his mouth and sucked. He shifted his weight onto the hand that had been in action previously and then started to do the same thing to my other nipple. The feeling of him alternating between sucking with hard tugs then soft flicks whilst he used his thumb on the other side and gently squeezed was too much. I’d never thought that my nipples were that sensitive, but then I’d never reacted to a male the way that I did with Ren; all of the sensations were too much and I acted without thinking. I took my hand off his head and pushed up on his left shoulder whilst lifting my right hip and dropping my left arm and leg so that we rolled over and I ended up on top.

  “Jesus Maya” Ren panted, his eyes skimming over my body and his arms holding my hips.

  I didn’t know how to put it into word because I’d never taken the lead before or felt this overwhelmed by a guy in my life, but I said what was in my head, “I need more.”

  He looked up into my eyes, and whatever he saw there was the right thing because the next thing he’d pulled me back down to his mouth and his hand was now in my trousers, on my ass. The difference was, his hand was almost big enough to hold both of my cheeks in it and he was sweeping it up and down whilst our tongues twirled around each other.

  On one downward sweep, his long fingers skimmed over my core and he froze. Pulling away from my mouth he looked into my eyes as his finger started to rub around it gently, spreading my wetness around it. I couldn't stand it and shifted a bit causing his finger to go inside a fraction; it wasn’t a lot, but the feeling was so fantastic that I whimpered. Ren moved his finger back out, and then slowly pushed it back in, all the while watching my face. Whatever look I had on my face must have been what he needed because his free hand gently pulled my mouth back down onto his and his finger pushed inside even further and I moaned into his mouth. Nothing had ever felt this good in my life and I doubt anything ever would again. As he pulled his finger back again, he added another one on the way back in and I couldn’t help clenching onto them and crying out. Ren suddenly flipped me onto my back the removed my bottoms and my panties.

  “Is this okay?” He asked in the roughest voice I’d ever heard. I nodded and looked down and saw the evidence of his hardness showing perfectly through his jeans. I’d felt it before, but seeing it…I wasn’t sure that he’d fit and had a mini panic; I heard a rumbled laugh coming from Ren who was watching my face while he swept my bottoms over my feet and must have seen the worry. “We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it, but you were made for me.”

  My shorts went in the same direction as our tops and then his rough hands were skimming up my legs, from my feet to where I really needed them the most. He sat on his heels, and still watching my face the whole time started to rub gently around my nub with his thumb whilst gently skimming his other hand up my stomach and then back down again.

  I couldn’t stop the small movements that my hips were making as he varied the pressure of his finger, then he moved it down the way and pressed it into me. My back arched as I groaned embarrassingly loudly. I hated those loud moany groany women who sounded like they were auditioning for porn and it had always sounded fake to me, but oh my God I couldn’t help it - even my panting was loud.

  All of this seemed to be what Ren wanted, and the next second my legs were over his shoulders and his tongue was lashing against me while he pressed two fingers into me. I reached down and held onto the forearm that was wrapped over my thigh, and threaded my fingers through his hair with the other as he built me up to what I knew would be an epic explosion.

  Ren

  I hadn’t intended to do this with Maya tonight, in fact I’d planned to wait much longer for her sake. She wasn't the kind of girl to rush into things and to give this away without it meaning something. I wasn’t the type of guy to get down on my knees for someone, and the women that I’d always hung around with were experienced and only after dick and money and opened their legs to anyone, so there was no way that I was putting my mouth on them. I didn’t disrespect them, but they were there for a purpose - they knew it and I knew it and they walked away satisfied. I almost hit myself when I thought about it like that because if someone had treated Maya, Ava or Layla that way I’d have beaten the shit out of them. I was such an asshole, an asshole that didn’t deserve Maya, but no way in hell was I going to give her up.

  She was tight around my fingers and I could feel her clenching in tiny pulses around them as I sucked and licked and knew that it wouldn’t be long now before she came. I was pretty sure,
I’d be doing this as often as I could for the rest of my life now that I’d tasted her. I had one arm wrapped around her thigh and up across her hip with my hand on her pelvis to hold her down so that she didn’t buck me off as I closed my mouth around her clit and sucked as hard as I could whilst pumping my fingers in and out and rubbing inside her. She quickly shattered and was squeezing my fingers to the point I almost couldn’t move and my hand was soaked. Her body collapsed back down onto her sofa giving sporadic spasms and I could hear her panting, so I backed away after finishing with a couple more swipes of my tongue.

  It took everything I had to pull back and if it wasn’t for her twitching away from my tongue and the agonizing pressure in my crotch I could have happily continued for another hour at least. Now though, I could smell and taste her and it was driving me crazy, but I wasn't sure if she was ready for me to make love to her. That’s another thing that was driving me crazy, I had never even thought the words ‘make love’, I’d always fucked, but with Maya regardless of how hard it was or what we did it would never be anything else than making love.

  Lying down beside her, I pushed an arm under her head and used the other arm to turn her body towards me so that I can hold her against me.

  “Oh my God,” she whispered into my chest making me grin; I made my girl like that.

  “You okay baby?” She was still shivering slightly and I wasn’t sure if that was normal for her. I held her even tighter because the thought of any other guy doing that to her or making her like this made me feel homicidal.

  Just as her small soft hand rubbed gently from my chest to my jeans my phone started ringing with Brett’s ringtone.

  “Hey man,” my voice must have shown how irritated by his call I was because Maya looked up at me and Brett barked out a laugh into my ear.

  “Bad timing?” He asked, but the tone of his voice proved that he knew damn well that it was bad fucking timing.

  “This better be an emergency.”

  Brett had always been the most serious of us all and he’d obviously spoken to Mom or Cole, the little bitch, and they’d told him where I was.

  “Nah man, I just wondered if you were gonna be around in a couple of weeks? I’m coming home and I hear that your girl is redoing the houses so mom wants me to meet with her and get shit sorted. Dunno why because I don’t live there most of the time, but it’s mom.” That was the truth - none of us said no to mom.

  Not that I gave a shit at this moment though given what he had interrupted. “Yeah sure, bye!" I said as I pulled the phone away from my head and threw it on the sofa knowing full well that after the interruption and with thoughts of my brother in my head my hard wasn’t an issue anymore. In a way it was a relief because I didn’t want Maya and I to move too quickly and I’m pretty certain we were seconds away from blowing all of my good intentions to hell, but at the same time my smurf balls were killing me. I couldn’t even use my hand because my cock wanted only Maya!

  “Everything okay?” she asked gently rubbing up and down my back as I scooped her back into my arms and held her head against my chest.

  “Yeah baby, just Brett being funny. He’s coming home in a couple of weeks from Houston and wants to meet with you about his house.” I still hadn’t told Maya about the family money and I really should, but I didn’t want to say: ‘oh by the way, we own an oil reserve’. I just needed to figure out the best way and time to tell her.

  “Cool! It’d be great to meet him,” she said looking unsure all of a sudden. “Do you, uh, do you want to stay?”

  She had stiffened up like she was waiting for me to shoot her down, but the prospect of holding her in my arms all night at this moment sounded like heaven. Well, to my brain at least, my balls on the other hand were screaming at me.

  “You sure?” I ask kissing the top of her head. “I’d love to just hold you if thats ok?” I added trying to discreetly point out that I didn’t expect us to fuck like rabbits all night.

  She pulled back and looked up at me with sleepy eyes and a huge grin on her face and whispered. “I’d love that." Fuck my balls hate me, but she was worth it!

  15

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  Maya

  I was enjoying the night out at Sheeve’s with the girls. Work had been tense today, and Isla had been quiet and spent an a lot of time in meetings with Luke trying to find her. I’d worked on my existing mountain of projects, and the work was still piling up with new contracts.

  After work, I’d gone home and had something small to eat and then got in the shower, but every time I looked at my bed, I'd remembered Ren lying against me and holding me tight last night. I’d never had a guy just want to cuddle me and wasn’t sure how I’d handle it since I was an active sleeper, to put it mildly. But once Ren had cuddled up against my back and wrapped me up in his arms, I was out like a light and didn’t wake up until my alarm went off; it was the best night’s sleep of my life. I don’t know if Ren would agree with though because he’d look ‘knackered,' as my friends in London said, this morning.

  Yesterday, I’d gone back to Scarlett’s and bought a couple more sets of underwear from her. The one that I loved the most was a dark purple lace demi-corset with matching lace thong. It was soft, it was feminine, it was divine and if what I’ve got planned for tonight works, then Ren will love it too. My issue had been what to wear over it, so after fifteen minutes of hunting, I decided on a coral pink strapless dress and black four-inch heeled sandals that had four buckles around my ankles. When I’d finished getting ready, I stood in front of the mirror and twisted left and right to make sure you couldn’t see the new underwear. I was pleasantly surprised that even though I hadn’t laid out in the sun the weekend before, I had a golden glow, and it looked fantastic against the color of the dress.

  Luke had told me that his best friends brother, Ethan, owned Sheeve’s so we had VIP passes which was pretty awesome because when I looked the club up online, it was the best club in the County and people came from all over to get to it.

  When the car arrived Scarlett, Ava and Isla were already inside looking gorgeous. Scarlett had on a black bandage dress; Isla had on a dark pink version of Scarlett’s dress with little cap sleeves, and Ava was wearing a tight short red dress; they all looked beautiful. We were immediately ushered up to the VIP area where a bottle of champagne was waiting on the table for us. I’d just opened it when a hot guy with dark blonde hair walked up to us. He must have been my age, if not slightly older, and he was wearing a dark gray suit with the collar of his shirt open; I’m sure he had his pick of the chicks in the club every night.

  “Ah fuck,” he grumbled when got to the table and ran his hands down his face.

  “Excuse me?”

  He took his time looking over the four of us and then turned to the man in the black suit beside him who had his arms crossed and kept shaking his head. “Does he hate us that much? This….ah fuck.” And then walked away.

  So here we were five minutes later trying to figure out what the hell his issue was. I was pretty sure he was the guy that Luke had told me to look out for, but I couldn’t understand what the problem was with us? The man in the black suit was standing close to our table and watching the room around us; it was heaving already, and it had only just turned ten.

  “Right, who’s dancing?” Scarlett said jumping up and shimmying.

  “Hell yeah,” I got up to join her.

  The four of us went down the stairs to the main dance floor with suit man following and talking into his mike. We danced for ages, laughing and joking around until One Republic’s Love Run’s Out came on. Just as the first chorus came on, I saw Ava look over my shoulder, and her smile fell. Turning around I came face to face with a black t-shirt covered chest and looking up I saw Ren looking pissed; I was so happy to see him that I rolled up on my toes and gave him a big kiss and grinned. That seemed to do the trick because he leaned down, gave me a soft peck and murmured, “What am I gonna do with you, baby? Look at you, every guy in the club h
as his eyes on y’all and when you started grinding on Isla….” he trailed off, and his jaw started ticking so I turned around and started to grind against him gently. Immediately his hands went to my hips, and he started grinding with me; I know this was meant to be a girls night, but I can’t say I was sorry to see him.

  As the song ended, I saw Luke had his arms around Isla and was doing the face to face version of what Ren and I had been doing, although Isla wasn’t looking very happy. Mace had Ava in the same position that Ren and I were in, and Ava had her arm up around the back of his neck. Surprisingly, the other person with them turned out to be my cousin Adam, who had been out of town all week, and who was making the grinding that we’d all been doing look chaste as he held Scarlett close and ground his pelvis against her backside. I wasn’t even aware that they knew each other?