Page 32 of Kiss me Forever

We have our first drink in our new home, and then Magnus rushes me out. He follows me down the hill back to my apartment, and by the end of the day, he’s already arranged the end of my lease and has a moving company coming in two days. He tells me I don’t even have to pack as they’ll do it all.

I call the library and take some vacation days. I need to get rid of extra stuff I don’t need before the moving company comes. When he says he wants to move fast, he isn’t kidding. I’m barely calling Livie telling her what’s happening before I’m standing in my empty apartment as the movers shut the door. It looks like I’m jumping in with both feet . . . and I’m not even hesitating.

Chapter Nineteen

Piper

I stand in my brand-new library as I put the last of my books on the gorgeous cherry wood shelves. My apartment was overflowing with books in my old place, but in this new room, it looks like I barely have any books. I haven’t even filled an entire section yet. The thrill of knowing I can get as many books as I want from here on out is euphoric.

It’s only been five days since I first stepped into this home and Magnus told me it’s ours, and now I’m already living here. Our entire relationship has been a whirlwind, and I don’t want to stop the storm. It’s all too wonderful.

Though most of our new home is empty, I don’t care. Magnus wants us to pick out the furniture together. I told him his old furniture is just fine, but he insists on us picking out new together. He did, however, bring his entire bedroom set here which I’m grateful for. I love his bed, and that’s the most important room of the house. I can’t wait to hang pictures, and walk through the home each day making new memories and seeing it fill up. I can even imagine seeing children running through the wide halls. Now maybe I’m the one moving fast.

I’m admiring my handiwork in the library when arms wrap around me and lift me from my feet making me giggle. “I’m not so sure I love this house anymore. It took me a whole two minutes to find you. I should’ve known you’d be in here, though,” he says before he sets me down before turning me and pulling me back into his arms.

“We could play hide and seek,” I tease him.

He laughs. “I plan on playing some hide and seek with you right now,” he says, a wicked gleam in his eyes that instantly lights my body on fire. I lean into him, give him a kiss, then turn and start running.

“How fast can you run?” I call out. I laugh in delight as I hear his heavy footsteps as he quickly accepts the challenge and chases after me. I reach the bedroom about a second before him. He sweeps me off my feet and rushes to the bed.

We’re both laughing too hard to do anything for a moment as we bounce on the giant mattress. Home. This is our home. This is our bed in our home. I might just burst I’m so dang happy right now.

“You better have more plans than to throw me on a bed,” I tease him.

“I have plans. Many plans,” he tells me. “You’re mine now, Piper . . . only mine.” I love these words much more than I should. I am his, body, heart, and soul.

He leans over me and gives me a kiss that leaves me without air. He can claim me any way he wants at any time. I’ll be his forever if he’ll have me. Our desire for each other continues to grow more and more instead of settling down. Being here together for our first night is making me molten hot. I pray this night will never end.

As much as I love being in our new home, I see nothing now but Magnus. It’s him, and only him. It’s the best view around. His kiss is far too brief before he climbs off of me, stepping back from the bed. I cry out as I sit up, moving toward him. I need him over me, inside me, not with space between us.

His gaze roams my body as he begins undoing the buttons on his shirt. I smile as I lean back and watch the show. The only thing better than looking at him is watching him strip away his clothes. He takes his shirt off, then casts it aside making my mouth water at the beautiful perfection of his chest. I stand and move toward him, running my fingernail down his hard pecs and abs. Yummy.

“Yes, babe, I love your touch,” he says, making me feel even more bold. I move my hand down and skim my fingers across his large bulge pushing against his pants. A shudder runs through him before he grabs me and pulls me close. He doesn’t hesitate as he kisses me again with so much heat there’s no doubt he’s possessing me, giving me a hint of what’s to come. He splays his hands across my back, then cups my butt and pulls me against him, letting me feel his hardness pressing into me. I groan into his mouth, fully submitting to this man I love.

He runs his hands back up my back, grabbing the hem of my shirt along the way. He breaks away long enough to pull it over my head. He leans back and takes in my body, his eyes on fire. I always feel incredibly beautiful when he gazes at me.

He leans down and runs his tongue over the sensitive skin of my shoulder as he undoes my bra, moving his lips across the swell of my breasts while his hands roam along my back. He scoots around my nipples, teasing me and making me moan in disapproval. He chuckles against my neck, knowing what he’s doing to me.

When he comes back up to look me in the eyes I don’t know how I stand on my feet because my knees are shaking so badly. “You’re seriously every fantasy I’ve ever had come to life,” he whispers before kissing me again. I can’t reply. He’s taken my breath and my words away.

I shiver as I press against him, my breasts rubbing his chest, my hips seeking his hardness. He lifts a hand between us and cups my breast, his palm rubbing against my nipple, making me moan. He bends and finally stops teasing me as he takes my peaked nipple into his hot mouth and sucks, taking his time as he holds me up.

I start falling backward when he holds onto my hips as he drops to his knees in front of me and kisses my trembling stomach. This is too hot, too much. It doesn’t matter how much we make love, it’s never enough, and each time is new and exciting.

He skims his hands along my legs as he pulls off the rest of my clothes, then pushes my thighs open. He leans in and runs his tongue up my center and my knees buckle. He quickly stands and grabs me, lifting me to the bed and gently lying me down before he quickly strips away the rest of his clothes.

He finally stops his teasing as he lies on top of me, his hot body covering mine. He takes my lips again, a new urgency in the kiss. I can’t get enough. I’m desperate for him to make us one, desperate for this burning to be relieved. I grip his hair and hold him to me, needing him to stay right where he is. Enough teasing has been done. The welcome weight of his body is my anchor in a storm of emotions. I spread my thighs wider, pulling him more intimately to me.

Finally just when I think I can’t possibly take another moment of not being his, he thrusts forward, sinking fully inside me, once again making us one. He doesn’t hesitate as he pulls back before thrusting in again. He moves in a perfect rhythm, pushing in, pulling out, over and over until we’re both panting, both sweating, both reaching for relief.

His fingers reach behind me and grip my hair as he holds me in place, the sound of our moans and pants surrounding us. I open my eyes and look into his dark gaze as my peak nears. I love looking at him as I come, love the connection only this man can give me.

For a moment, time freezes. We’re connected, and I’d be happy to stay just like this forever. He pushes hard against me and an orgasm rips through my body, stronger than ever before. He releases with me, never breaking the connection between our eyes. It’s pure magic. It takes several long moments for us to come back down to earth again.

He turns us, still holding me as we continue to look at each other. I’m filled with wonder that I’ve been so lucky to find this man, that we’re still together. He continues to rub me.

“Now, it’s officially our home,” he tells me.

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