Page 33 of Past

"They’re here," Harley says, coming to my side. He’s holding Jake, who is smiling and showing a new tooth that just came in yesterday.

"Let me hold my grandson so you can chill," Maisy’s dad says, coming to Harley’s side, and Harley happily hands him over. The sun is just setting as they arrive, looking all flustered. Judging by Maisy’s red cheeks and Seb’s large grin, they had an interesting drive here.

"Congratulations to the newlyweds," Harley shouts, and everyone cheers, throwing flower petal confetti over them as they walk past.

They walk in holding hands with big smiles, and we follow them through the house and to the garden. The massive marquee takes up most of the garden and stops just before the tree house. I watch Allie’s face as she takes it all in as I walk in just behind her. The tables are all round with white covers, and the chairs have matching, white covers with blue bows on them. The tables have blue birds made out of flowers, just like Allie wanted, flying around lanterns filled with fairy lights. There are paper blue-birds hanging around the top of the marquee of all different sizes and lit up by twinkling, blue and white lights. Don’t even ask how long that took us to do, a whole fucking day of hanging birds up after getting them out of the boxes.

The main table has the seats for all the main party, including two slightly larger chairs for Maisy and Sebastian. The dance floor is to the right with the band Maisy wanted, and I see when she notices as she grins at Allie. I won’t mention that I had to threaten them a few times and pay a fortune to get them to play tonight. The lead guitarist looks over at me and pales. I hold in a chuckle.

The bar is full of champagne drinks and people start helping themselves. The extra staff walks around handing out drinks to the others. The left corner is a sweet unit where guests can take home a bag of any sweets as a gift. The table by the door quickly fills up with gifts, and I find my seat at the table. I smirk, happy that I'm sitting by Allie. Izzy winks at me as she sits down, and I'm guessing this was her doing. I will have to remember to treat my sister to a gift card or something. My seat is also free, and I read the note that says it's Luke who is going to be next to me. Allie stops next to the seat by me and frowns at her seat before storming off. I follow her quickly as she goes outside and into the main house. I eventually catch her in the entrance hall and pull her into the lounge, locking the door behind me.

"What are you doing?" she asks, looking worried.

"We need to talk," I say, moving to stand right in front of her.

"We can't," she says, looking away. I move my hand to cup her cheek and pull her to look at me.

"Why can't we? Tell me you don't want me, Allie, and I will walk away. Anything else, I won’t accept,” I tell her firmly and lower my hand to the back of her neck. I pull her closer until I can almost taste her lips.

“Tell me you aren't feeling this between us," I say gently, and kiss her because I can’t stop myself now if I tried. One taste of her, and I feel like I will do anything for her, that amazing taste of cherry, which Allie always seems to taste like, fills my mind.

"Elliot," she whispers, and I'm not prepared for when she kisses me back strongly, making me groan.

We end up falling onto the sofa, and she pulls my shirt apart, pulling it out of my trousers. I pull her dress down, kissing down her one arm and finally unzipping the back so it falls to her waist. She is wearing a sexy, strapless black bra, which I unclip, and my mouth waters as I see her beautiful nipples. I can't help myself as I take one into my mouth and suck hard. She moans loudly, but, thankfully, the loud music from the band outside drowns out any noise we make so only I can hear her.

She surprises me by undoing my trousers and zipper quickly. I swear as she takes me into her hand. My head falls back onto the sofa as she moves her hand up and down tightly. I push her dress up to her hips before ripping her thong off and chucking it away.

"God, you’re so wet." I groan as I feel her with my fingers.

"Are you clean? I'm on the pill and clean." She moans as I move my finger in circles around her clit.

"Yes," I say as she moves her hands to my shoulders. I grab her hips, positioning myself at her entrance.

"Allie." I groan as she pushes herself down on me. Sweet god, she feels amazing, so tight and wet that I almost come right then. She looks up at the ceiling in pleasure, but I don’t want that. I need her to look at me as we finish. “Look at me, angel.”

She holds eye contact with me as I take her mouth in a kiss and lean back.

I grab her hips and push her down on me, to meet my thrusts. Her moans grow louder, and I play with her clit just a few times before I feel her tighten around me and she screams out my name as she keeps her eyes on mine. I move quickly to finish and nearly pass out as I come inside her, but I watch her reaction instead.It’s beyond fucking hot.

"Elliot," she whispers, stroking my cheek as we both catch our breath. I move slightly, so I’m not inside of her, and she settles onto my lap.

"We are not running from each other anymore," I say to her, and she starts to cry.

"Allie, shit. What's wrong?" I say, pulling her to my chest and kissing her forehead.

"My dad said he would kill you if I date you. I can't let him hurt you. I care about you too much."

My fists curl into her dress as she says this. I should have guessed it was something to do with her dad. Fucking Arthur."Allie, look at me," I say, and she raises her eyes to look into mine.

"He won't hurt me, but we can keep this quiet for now if you want. I can't be without you," I say the last part quietly because even if this was the best sex I've ever had, it's been more than sex with Allie for a long time.

"Me neither," she says with a small smile.

"You’re fucking mine, Allie. You get that?" I kiss her gently, running my hand over her neck.

"Yeah, I get it. If you make me come like that again, I won't be leaving." She laughsslightly.

"Angel, that was just the start," I whisper into her ear, nibbling on it a little.

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