Page 2 of From Us, Forever

“I love you,” he whispered. The pure sexiness of his hoarse voice when he looked at me like that made me want to explode into smithereens.

My heart pounded in my chest, every beat thumping for him. “I love you, Jay,” I said as a tremble wrecked my body, reaching the high of the crescendo.

“Come for me,” he grunted, lifting my hips as he increased the rhythm of his thrusts.

His fingers stroked my clit in harsh circles, and my mind went blind as the orgasm burst out of me. His groan reverberated in my ears as he came, spilling his warm cum deep inside me.

“Fuck,” he muttered, burying his face into my neck.

“I don’t want to move a muscle, let alone go to an event after this, and it’s all your fault,” I whispered through my labored breath.

His laughter vibrated against my chest. “What did I do? If I remember correctly, you were the one begging.”

“Only because you were a teasing ass.” I pinched his side.

“Ouch,” he said, latching on to the skin on my neck.

I gripped his hair, pushing him away. “Don’t you dare leave a hickey on me. I’ll have my neck exposed from my dress, and I don’t want to be bothered covering it up.”

He grinned, raising a brow. “Will any other part of you be exposed?”

“You wish,” I mumbled, struggling under his heavy weight. “And get off me before I die.”

He laughed, removing himself from me as he sprawled on his back by my side, his skin still touching mine. “You know you can skip the party if you don’t want to go.”

I gave him a pointed look. “Are you kidding me? Gabe will have my throat. Plus, it’s Matty’s big night, and I want to support him.”

Tonight, we celebrated the launch of Matty’s record label. Though he was the lead producer, the boys were a part of it too, as co-producers, so I wouldn’t miss it for the world.

Now that I was back in his life, I wanted to be there for him like he’d always been there for me. Moreover, Gabe was helping Katy with the event planning, so I had two important men in my life whom I wanted to support tonight. I refused to be holed up in the apartment even though every cell in my body was screaming to do just that.

“So I’m not the reason, huh?” He raised a brow, his hand skimming over my waist. “I don’t like you talking about supporting other men while you’re naked in my bed and filled with my cum, Evelyn.”

I flushed hard, gaping. “Jayden Jameson, you’ve got a dirty little mouth.”

The tips of his fingers traced over my skin, eliciting a shiver out of me. “It wants to dirty you up. Big time.”

My eyes widened as I shot up to sit. “Nope.” I wiggled my finger, retrieving my sluggish body from the tangles of sheets. “Enough for today,” I said as I dragged the T-shirt over my head. “I’m going to get ready now.”

“Great. Leave the bathroom door open.” He grinned, plopping his head on his fist, and turned to his side, where he had a clear view of the bathroom.

“Yeah, right.” I rolled my eyes and slammed the door with a loud thud, locking it for good measure.

A loud groan of protest leaked through the walls, but I paid it no heed as I tossed my shirt and hopped into the shower. I had no clue why I even bothered wearing it. It felt like my brain was all over the place recently.

Every turn I took, Jay was there, and it was consuming and exhilarating at the same time. Not that I was complaining, but I needed a breather. It didn’t help that he constantly asked meto move in with him as if his presence wasn’t already clouding my mind.

But in reality, I was terrified.

It’d only been a few weeks since I’d agreed to date him. I was still putting off on officially calling him my boyfriend as a joke, but who was I kidding? As much as I liked to be this levelheaded, grounded person when it came to him, I became mush on the inside.

That would be my weakness. He would always be my weakness. A welcome weakness, though.

Back then, all it took was one look at him across the hallway at Bellevue High, and I was obsessed with him. We both were to the point that the delicate immaturity of our relationship got plagued by doubts and deceits. Everything fell into place perfectly, but then it all fell out of place painfully.

And I lost myself in the end. I knew my doubts, fears, and insecurities wouldn’t be fixed overnight, and that it would take some time.

But I was almost there. I could feel it brimming under the surface because I’d never been so happy before.

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