Forever Devoted (Crazed Devotion Book 2)

by C. A. Harms

  “She is a kitty already,” he says with a smile, “I bet she claws deep too.”

  I’d been warned about these two, not only earlier today but for the entire trip here. They were a riot, cocky arrogant little pricks who thought they were what every woman wanted, but above all a riot.

  “You’re right boys, she does scratch deep,” Ben says and our eyes connect. “She leaves marks on a man that neither of you are capable of handling.”

  I was fully aware the he wasn’t talking about actual marks that anyone that looked could see. He was talking about what he felt inside. I knew because I felt those same things. Those deep penetrating indentations that the love of another made inside your heart and soul.

  Ben loved me.

  He loved me so deep that I felt like I was a part of him and in turn he was a part of me.

  Allowing him in, accepting his love it made me feel like I was on top of the world.

  “You’re right bro,” Bentley said, “she is one hell of a girl. You better consider yourself lucky.”

  I smile because by him saying that it meant that Ben had talked about me to them at some point in time too.

  “I know how lucky I am.”

  Ben winks and my smile grows wider.

  “Did you all forget I was here?” It was then I turn to find Brayden sitting in the recliner watching us all as if we’d lost our minds. “Because I’m not sure I should have witness that exchange. But since I have let me just add that there is no way the two of you could handle her.”

  Ben and I exchange a look.

  “She’d leave the two of you crying for you momma for sure.”

  It was funny to see Bentley and Bradley looking at Brayden, unable to say anything in return. Apparently the little man in training could throw down on his own. He didn't back down and it was inspiring. I loved it, completely adored it.

  “This little man,” Bentley said with laughter in his words. “He is gonna it right in with the Keaton men. “

  Brayden nodded his head all cocky boy like and lounged back in the recliner with a smirk on his face. He lifted the controller, flipping the channels looking very pleased with himself. A look of pure pride covered Ben’s face and I couldn't stop myself from feeling that pride too.

  We were gonna be all right, all of us.

  Together, we were gonna be amazing.

  Chapter Twenty Eight

  BEN

  I attempt to stretch, only with the warm, long sexy legs intertwined with my own, not to mention the arms wrapped around my upper body I can’t move much. I’m not complaining, not one bit. I loved the morning I woke up to my little spider monkey restricting me from any real movement. I couldn't ask for any better feeling. Though she may still try to protect herself when conscious, in her dreams she was drawn to me. She needed me almost as mush as I needed her.

  Liz was my world.

  I press my lips to her forehead forming my need to stretch and curling my body closer to hers instead. A soft moan escaped her lips and I can’t help from smiling.

  “Good morning,” she softly whispers before kissing my chest softly. That simple gesture alone make a jolt of excitement rush through me and I try to fight the reaction my cock has to it.

  “A very good morning,” she says, rubbing her thigh over my growing erection, letting me know she is fully away of where my mind had gone. “Is there something I can offer you that may help your current situation?” She asked as she kisses along my collarbone and up the side of my night.

  My girl was an evil little temptress.

  “I would never deny my sexy woman anything.”

  “That is what I like to hear,” she cooed as she moved her body over mine, straddling my hips. “Because you know I love getting what I want when I want it.”

  Elizabeth was still naked from the night before when I crawled into bed and made love to her after a day spent with my family. A day where what I had already known became more clear. I was so madly in love with this woman that there was absolutely no hope of ever walking away without finding myself broken and destroyed.

  I lay perfectly still as I watch her move her hips, gliding her slickness over my erection. The way she bit her lower lip as she focused on the very spot that gave her pleasure. “Does that feel good?” I ask her still keeping my hands resting on her hips, which grew harder to maintain with each shift of her hips.

  “Yes,” she whimpered. “I know what would feel even better.”

  I knew just what she was talking about and I had to agree, but she was the one in the drivers seat. “Take what you want baby,” I say and her eyes haze over with a lustful stare as she fists me in her hand.

  I watch with great concentration as she lifts her body up and moves forward just enough to position my cock at her opening. Before I could moan from the contact or encourage her to continue she lowered her slickness over me and took me fully inside of her.

  Together we moan in unison before our stares look toward the door of the room we shared. Remembering suddenly that the house we were in was shared withy parents and with Brayden.

  To say our sex life had been affected by my current living situation was putting it lightly. I was still on the waiting list for a two bedroom and until then, I’d been sleeping on my couch. I didn't feel right about making Brayden take it even though he insisted. All his things had been placed into storage until we were able to get the larger apartment. This all meant that my time with Liz had been limited.

  I need this time with her. From the way she was now moving her hips against me, taking in each stroke as if nothing had ever felt so good told me she too needed this time together.

  “I’ve missed this,” she finally speaks only this time is a hushed tone. “God, I have missed us together. It not all about this,” she leaned over bringing her mouth closer to mine still moving her body against mine. “But this part of us is pretty amazing.”

  Sliding my hands over her hips, around other lower back and using them to keep her moving against me I pressed my lips to hers.

  “It’s really amazing,” I correct her. “Nothing has ever felt better than having your love, both physically and emotionally. You are it for me Liz.” I tell her and I can feel her growing slicker with my words.

  “I love you so much pretty girl,” I add. “I want this every morning and every night. I need you baby, always.”

  She tightens around me, just before she lets out a soft low moan triggering me to lift my own hips against her, dragging out her pleasure.

  “So good,” she whimpers, “so so good.”

  “So very good,” I add as I join her, my toes curling as I grip her hips tight holding her body to mine.

  Chapter Twenty Eight

  BEN

  I attempt to stretch, only with the warm, long sexy legs intertwined with my own, not to mention the arms wrapped around my upper body I can’t move much. I’m not complaining, not one bit. I loved the morning I woke up to my little spider monkey restricting me from any real movement. I couldn't ask for any better feeling. Though she may still try to protect herself when conscious, in her dreams she was drawn to me. She needed me almost as much as I needed her.

  Liz was my world.

  I press my lips to her forehead forming my need to stretch and curling my body closer to hers instead. A soft moan escaped her lips and I can’t help from smiling.

  “Good morning,” she softly whispers before kissing my chest softly. That simple gesture alone make a jolt of excitement rush through me and I try to fight the reaction my cock has to it.

  “A very good morning,” she says, rubbing her thigh over my growing erection, letting me know she is fully away of where my mind had gone. “Is there something I can offer you that may help your current situation?” She asked as she kisses along my collarbone and up the side of my night.

  My girl was an evil little temptress.

  “I would never deny my sexy woman anything.”

  “That is what I like to hear,” she cooed as
she moved her body over mine, straddling my hips. “Because you know I love getting what I want when I want it.”

  Elizabeth was still naked from the night before when I crawled into bed and made love to her after a day spent with my family. A day where what I had already known became more clear. I was so madly in love with this woman that there was absolutely no hope of ever walking away without finding myself broken and destroyed.

  I lay perfectly still as I watch her move her hips, gliding her slickness over my erection. The way she bit her lower lip as she focused on the very spot that gave her pleasure. “Does that feel good?” I ask her still keeping my hands resting on her hips, which grew harder to maintain with each shift of her hips.

  “Yes,” she whimpered. “I know what would feel even better.”

  I knew just what she was talking about and I had to agree, but she was the one in the driver’s seat. “Take what you want baby,” I say and her eyes haze over with a lustful stare as she fists me in her hand.

  I watch with great concentration as she lifts her body up and moves forward just enough to position my cock at her opening. Before I could moan from the contact or encourage her to continue she lowered her slickness over me and took me fully inside of her.

  Together we moan in unison before our gazes wander toward the door of the room we shared. Remembering suddenly that the house we were in was shared with my parents and with Brayden.

  To say our sex life had been affected by my current living situation was putting it lightly. I was still on the waiting list for a two bedroom and until then, I’d been sleeping on my couch. I didn't feel right about making Brayden take it even though he insisted. All his things had been placed into storage until we were able to get the larger apartment. This all meant that my time with Liz had been limited.

  I need this time with her. From the way she was now moving her hips against me, taking in each stroke as if nothing had ever felt so good told me she too needed this time together.

  “I’ve missed this,” she finally speaks only this time is a hushed tone. “God, I have missed us together. It not all about this,” she leaned over bringing her mouth closer to mine still moving her body against mine. “But this part of us is pretty amazing.”

  Sliding my hands over her hips, around other lower back and using them to keep her moving against me I pressed my lips to hers.

  “It’s really amazing,” I correct her. “Nothing has ever felt better than having your love, both physically and emotionally. You are it for me Liz.” I tell her and I can feel her growing slicker with my words.

  “I love you so much pretty girl,” I add. “I want this every morning and every night. I need you baby, always.”

  She tightens around me, just before she lets out a soft low moan triggering me to lift my own hips against her, dragging out her pleasure.

  “So good,” she whimpers, “so so good.”

  “So very good,” I add as I join her, my toes curling as I grip her hips tight holding her body to mine.

  ***

  “I’m glad to see you two finally join the living,” I can see the redness rise in Liz’s cheeks almost instantly to my mother’s words. “From the smiles you both are wearing I’d say that new Serta mattress I had ordered for the guest bed was a good choice.”

  “Yes,” Liz says in a rush, sounding as if her throat was hoarse, “like sleeping on a fluffy cloud.”

  I couldn’t help but chuckle at the nervousness in her voice. Brayden gives her a look like she’d lost her mind and my father cocks an eyebrow in question. All this only make Liz look even more embarrassed as she looked around the room as if contemplating her easiest escape.

  “A cloud,” my mother says, “see hun I told you that was how the salesperson referred to it.”

  “You should have let him talk you into stringing for a new box spring, because those things squeak like a bitch,” my dad added with a wink and Liz began choking so hard I started tapping her on the back. Of course I did this while I continued to laugh at my father’s hidden innuendo.

  The knowledge that my father knew just how Liz and I had spent our morning and possibly our evening kept Liz hiding her face, or refusing to look in his direction for too long. He was young once he knew how it was, granted I didn’t to think of him and my mother doing any of those types of things I knew they were anything but innocent.

  Bentley and Bradley had again joined us for dinner and though they didn't give Liz any more hassle about being able to offer her more than I could, they found other ways to be the crazies they had been classified as. When they joined Brayden while playing video games in the family room I escaped with Liz for a bit to show her a little bit of life outside the small town hidden in Alabama. As I drove through the city of Boston I loved watching the look on her face. How she took in the building and places around her, her eyes wide with excitement was mesmerizing.

  I had always loved Boston, the games at Fenway Park with my father and brothers. The excitement of the Red Sox, playing any team it didn’t matter really because they were gods in the eyes of a young boy. The magic of a game playing out so close you could almost touch the players. It was so easy to get lost in the city.

  As we drive further a familiar sign is glowing through the darkened sky. Another favorite of mine, a place I visited often with my motherland grandmother. “You in the mood for something sweet?” I asked Elizabeth as I got over into the left lane.

  “You offering up a little backseat action?” She asked with a laugh as I turn on the signal and merge over into the turn lane.

  “Maybe on the way back to my parents that can be arranged,” I say with a wink. “But for now I was thinking I show you one of my favorites from the place I grew up.”

  I pulled in to the nearest empty space and place the car in park. When I look over at Elizabeth she is eyeing the sign lit up on the front of the building. “What is a cannoli?”

  I couldn't keep from laughing.

  “What I’m a southern girl, pies and bread pudding,” she wasn’t offending by me being humored based on her lack of Boston knowledge.

  “A cannoli is something you’ll love.” I assure her as I get out of the car we rented and began walking toward the bakery. “It’s heaven in your mouth and Mike’s is the place to get’em.”

  She didn't argue just hurried to catch up just as I open the door and step aside allowing her to enter.

  The fresh aroma of baked goodness hitting me strong and the ease of home engulfing me. I loved Arab, I truly did.I loved the southern charm and hospitality of those I’ve grown to know, but it’s things such as this that make me miss Boston.

  Liz’s eyes lit up as she looked at the big displays around the bakery. Each one filled with the best kinds of deserts. “Why did you bring me here?” She asks without looking away from the glass enclosure. “I can already feel my ass growing wider and I haven't even taken a bite yet.”

  Of course I took the opportunity to step up behind her and place my palms abasing her ass, shielding them with my body. With a gentle squeeze she laughed. “I can assure you babe this ass is amazing, and a few cannoli’s won’t change that.

  She tried to swat my hands away but I just squeezed tighter.

  “Ben,” she said in warning.

  “What can I get for the two of you?” I look up at the sound of another female voice and for a brief moment I have a flashback from my past. A sweet girl with freckles across her nose and the greenest eyes I’d ever seen staring back at me.

  “Ben,” this time is wasn’t Liz who said my name.

  “Hi Holly,” I say in return. I’d thought seeing my ex would be hard. I thought facing the girl that had broken my heart all those years ago would bring back all those sad feeling of my past, but I was wrong. “How’ve you been?”

  I honestly didn't care, but I was attempting to be polite.

  “Good,” she says smoothly her hand over her hair. Hair that had once been a gorgeous shade of brown was now one of the darkest shades
of black. The color only made her always pale skin seem paler. “It’s been a long time,” she adds and it’s then I notice the way she is looking toward Liz.

  “Yeah,” I say pulling Liz in closer. “Holly this is my girl Elizabeth.”

  Liz was l looking over at me with questions in her eyes but instead of asking them she simply looks over at Holly with a smile. “Nice to meet you Holly.”

  “You too.”

  The two of them eyeing one another up and I wanted Liz to know there was no competition. Not even a small one. Liz had bar far outdone Holly. There was no comparison.

  “Married?” Holly asks as she watched Liz and I. But before Liz can say a word I blindside her with my own.

  “Not yet, but I wouldn't rule it out. This woman right here is my world. One of a kind, and the one that holds my heart.” That hardness in Liz’s eyes from only moments ago softens and she smiles up at me.

  “Ben’s decided I need to try one of Mike’s famous cannoli’s,” She says as she looks back toward Holly. “So here we are.”

  The way Holly continued to watch me during the time she boxed up those we both chose did not escape me. But I had no interest in her old ways. It didn't matter that we had a past, it was dead and gone. The only interest I had was with Liz.

  I meant it when I said she held my heart.

  Maybe my soul too.

  Chapter Twenty Nine

  LIZ

  “Oh my god,” I moan as I chew the yummy goodness, perfect mixture of chocolate and caramel. “You were so right, these are heaven.”

  It no longer mattered that I’d have to walk a few extra miles or moved over to my sweats for the trip back home. I was. In love with cannoli’s.

  “I told you,” Ben said with a mouth full of his own delicious dessert. “They are so damn good. It’s been so long since I had these.”

  We both continue to devour our on boxes of goodness, as words escaped us. Yet the questions still remained in my mind torturing me. I think I already knew the answers to all the questions that wouldn’t fade but I knew until I heard them from Ben they would continue to linger.