by Lisa Evans
Listening to the sound of the waves crashing against the beach, I feel so blessed. I am eternally grateful for this beautiful little house on the beach that Quinn bought for me. His last book was quite the success, and he made a ton of money from it. Which was why he surprised me with buying this beach house for us.
Sometimes I feel like my life is such a dream.
And I’m so happy.
I finished my degree in PR a few years back, and now I’ve got my own business up and running. I’ve even got a couple of employees which I am very thankful for. I couldn’t do all the things I do if it weren’t for them. Just like I wouldn’t be the same person I am today if Quinn hadn’t stumbled into my life all those years ago.
The moment I hear the door opening, I know that it’s Quinn. My heart starts pumping faster in anticipation of him.
My husband.
My lover.
My everything.
Without saying a word to me, Quinn sneaks into the shower. Just the thought of his naked body is enough to make my whole body start tingling with arousal. My nipples harden when I think about him being there in the shower, naked, lathering himself up with a bar of soap…
That’s it. I can’t resist the urge to go join him in the shower.
So I crawl out of bed and head into the bathroom.
In there, the room is filling up with steam, and Quinn’s busy lathering himself up just like I suspected. Damn, he’s gorgeous. His muscles are bulging, and his skin is tanned. Watching him secretly like this makes me feel a bit naughty to be honest, but there’s no harm in spying on him without his knowledge, he’s my husband after all.
Sneaking my way inside the shower with him, I surprise him by covering his eyes. Pressing my nude body against his back, I ask, “Guess who?”
“Nina…” he mumbles, and pulls my hands down from his eyes.
Water cascades down on both of us, and I let my hands glide down to his shoulders, and then further down his back. Reaching my right arm around his waist, I grab hold of him. He grunts, and when I tighten my grip around his silky shaft, he thrusts forward.
“Aww, honey,” he murmurs, and turns around to face me. When he does, I let go of him, and when I let my eyes glide across his spectacular body, my jaw drops at the sight of his rough erection. Biting my lip, I glance up at his face for a moment. His big chocolate eyes are oozing of sex, and I know he wants it as much as I do.
The moment he lifts me up and pushes me up against the gray tiles, I open my mouth to kiss him. Our tongues collide, and when they do, he’s already penetrating me.
Moaning, I hold on to his strong shoulders, the sound of the water rippling down filling my ears. Every single muscle in his body is flexed, and I hold on to him hard as he fucks me against the bathroom wall.
The feel of his hard shaft pumping deep inside of me is like no other feeling in the world. I love it. And morning sex is my favorite. Whether it’s in the shower, or in bed, or even outside in the ocean, which was where it happened yesterday.
“Fuck… Nina,” Quinn groans, continuing to push deeper and deeper inside of me with each thrust. “I love you… I love you so much,” he murmurs, and then I feel him reaching depths inside of me which I didn’t even think was possible.
“OH GOD QUINN…” I scream as I erupt. He climaxes too, and like always when we fuck, we come together. It’s so romantic, and it’s beautiful. Two bodies uniting as one, coming together in perfect harmony. My toes curl, and my nipples tingle while I orgasm.
“I love you Nina,” Quinn whispers, his hands dug firmly into my flesh.
“I love you too Quinn,” I say, and kiss him.
I do.
I really do.
And I always will.
Our love is so strong, and it will last for all of eternity.
Forever.
Epilogue
QUINN
MY OBSESSION WITH Nina is everlasting. It will never come to an end. Even after all these years we’ve been together, all in all counting ten years now, my desire to be with her has not waned. Not one bit. I keep hungering for her, and it’s like this yearning is only getting stronger with each day that passes.
Years ago, we decided we didn’t want any kids. Which is totally fine with me since I really enjoy the privilege of getting to fuck my wife whenever I feel like it and whenever I want to. It’s better this way. It’s just the two of us.
Always.
It’s late at night and my wife’s waiting for me in bed. She’s naked, lying on top of the covers, gazing vacantly through the window. She’s probably listening to the sound of the waves again, something she’s always doing whenever she gets the chance to.
Eyeing her as I enter the bedroom, I follow every single curve on her body. Her skin is perfectly smooth, and her auburn hair is hanging freely. She looks like some kind of mermaid lying here before me, and the temptation to touch her is too strong to resist.
I crawl into bed with her and turn her over onto her back. “Hey beautiful,” I whisper, leaning my head down to kiss her. Our lips meet briefly, and when I pull my face away from hers again, she blushes, and it wakes my libido even more. I have to have her. She is mine. So I can just take her.
Now.
Tracing the front of her body with my fingertips, I gently swirl them around her belly button. When I do, her hips wiggle with anticipation of what’s to come.
Glancing down to her center, I see her preciousness waiting for me there. It’s beautiful.
I want her so much.
I want to be inside of her right now.
Not wasting time, I lie down on my back and pull her on top of me. I want her to ride me, because I want to be able to watch her while we fuck. It’s the best.
“Sit down on me, Nina,” I say, my voice sounding hoarse. I’m ready for her, and when she slowly eases down on my hardness, I know that she’s beyond ready for me as well. Her snug warmth is moist, and when I feel her tunnel clasping around me, I grunt.
Supporting her weight against my chest, she rides me. Her cheeks are red, and her swollen lips are parted. She looks so wanton, and it pleases me. I reach out for her breasts and cup them in my hands. Kneading them, I pinch her nipples between my thumb and forefinger. And when I do, it makes her moan.
“Quinn…” she wails, her head hanging back, her face lifted towards the ceiling.
Damn she looks sexy.
She’s my wife.
She’s my everything.
I want to see her come, it’s the one thing that makes me come faster than anything else.
“Come on baby,” I say. “Come for me… Come for me…”
Leaning forward, her hair falls to the sides. She looks straight into my eyes, riding me even faster now.
“Come baby… Come for me…” I say again and again, hoping it will push her over the edge.
“Quinn… Aww… Quinn…” she moans, over and over, her breath fast.
I squeeze her nipples harder, and when I do, I get what I’ve been wanting all along.
“OH GOD… QUINN…” she yells, tossing her head backwards. When I see her orgasming, I come too. Unleashing deep inside of her, I come hard. And when I do, I call out her name.
My dear Nina.
She’s everything to me.
And I’m going to love her forever.
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Excerpt from ”Forever Yours”
Alicia is fresh out of college when she returns to her home town Summerville. Although she’s ready to start her new life and focus on her career, there’s something holding her back. She never did tell Clark how she felt about him. But maybe it’s time for that now.
Clark is the grouchy old bachelor who runs the local diner, and he’s got a reputation about being the grumpiest guy in town. That may be true, but not when it comes to Alicia. She melted his heart the moment she walked into his diner when she w
as still in high school, but now that she’s all grown — he’s not about to keep his hands to himself any longer.
Chapter 1
ALICIA
WHEN THE PLANE hits the tarmac I feel void of all emotion. It’s been so long since I’ve been here, and I don’t really know what to expect once I get off the plane. My whole world has changed so much since I left, and I bet this place has as well.
I bet his life has changed too.
Not knowing if this was a good idea or not, I figure I’ve got no one else but myself to blame for agreeing to spend a couple of weeks at my parents’ place before moving in with my best friend Janelle. Everything had seemed like such a good idea back in February when I agreed to moving back to the place where I was born, but now – I’m not so sure anymore.
Of course I love the idea of living with Janelle, she is still my closest and dearest friend, and we’ve kept in touch all the while I was away at college. But four years. That’s a lot of water under the bridge, and I can’t expect things to have stayed the same as they’ve always been.
Least of all him.
And I’m pretty sure I’ve changed too. I have. Living on my own hundreds of miles away from this place has definitely caused me to grow as a woman, and I can’t be sure that I’ll be able to care for everybody like I used to. Who knows? Maybe I’ll figure I’m no longer in love with him either. Maybe too much time has passed. Maybe the spark’s gone, and gone for good.
As I exit the plane, the flight attendant smiles her brilliant white smile at me and wishes me a good stay here in Summerville.
“Thanks,” I say, and head down the stairs. The sun blazes its rays right in my face, just like it always does in summer. Filling my lungs with the warm air, it smells so good. This is it. This is home.
I’m home.
Hugging my parents after having picked up my luggage, I feel a bit better. This was a good idea, I think to myself. I’ve missed them, and it can’t hurt to live with them until Janelle and I are able to move into our new apartment downtown. Thinking about it, I cannot wait to see it. She mentioned it being on Main Street, which is where Clark’s Diner is located, so who knows if I’ll end up loving it or not. If Clark’s married with kids now, maybe it’ll hurt seeing him every now and then.
While dad carries my things to the car, mom and I catch up. She’s been so worried about me being away all this while, and though she and dad came to visit me last Christmas, I’ve missed her a lot. Talking on the phone or through video chat really isn’t the same thing as seeing someone in person.
“So, are you excited to come stay with your parents for a couple of weeks or what?” dad says the moment we get in the car.
“Sure dad,” I say, rolling my eyes.
“Leave her alone,” mom says, slapping him gently on the arm. The three of us laugh, and it feels so good to be back.
Leaning my head against the window, I realize just how beat I am from all the stress and pressure of the past few months. It’s going to be great to spend some time just doing nothing at all, no projects, no early morning classes to attend, no grades to worry about…
All I’m going to do right now is relax and enjoy myself. Maybe read a book or two just for fun – I sure could use that after all those thousands and thousands of textbook pages. As I start thinking about all the fun stuff I can do here in Summerville (go swimming in the lake, go horseback riding, go hiking in the woods – the list is long) dad pulls up on Main Street.
There it is. Clark’s Diner. Looks like it’s closed, which is odd because if I remember right, Clark’s Diner is never closed. Not even on Christmas.
My heartbeat gets faster as I remember the last time I saw Clark, and I blush. I still cannot fathom that I dared kiss him on the cheek. I’ve thought about that moment thousands of times, recalling it while lying in bed alone at night… My lips against his stubbled jaw, the look of surprise on his face afterwards, the way my belly felt all warm as I walked out of there…
My heart is beating so fast right now I can hear my pulse thudding in my ears. Images of Clark smiling and laughing swirl around inside my head, and I close my eyes for just a moment. I hope and pray that he’s still not spoken for, because I kind of think that I’m still hopelessly in love with him.
When we pull up outside the house, both of my parents start acting weird. It’s like they’ve got something going on that they don’t want to tell me, but I can’t figure out what it is. Is something the matter? Did they turn my bedroom into a gym and now they worry about what I’m going to think? Whatever it is, I hope they find a way to let me know soon enough because we’re about to walk inside the house in about a minute.
The house looks the same from the outside, just like when I left it some four years ago. It’s where I’ve lived my whole life, it’s where I grew up. The only place I’ve called my home apart from the dorm room back at college, but that wasn’t ever really home. It was just a room with a bed, a desk, and a bookshelf. Although I had some good times there, and made a couple of friends there as well, it never did feel as good as being back home in Summerville. This is where I belong, I can feel it in my bones. My gut is telling me this is the right place for me right now.
“Honey,” dad hollers at my mom. “Could you give me a hand over here?”
“Sure thing, hon’,” mom replies. “Sweetie,” she says, looking over her shoulder at me while walking over to dad. “Why don’t you go on inside? We’ll be right there.”
“Whatever,” I say, still thinking about how weird they’re acting. What is up with them? Maybe they’ve re-decorated the whole place and don’t have the heart to tell me.
Opening the door, I walk inside the house. And when I step into the living room, it feels like my heart is going to stop.
Standing there, a mere couple of feet away from me is Clark, along with Janelle and some other friends of the family.
“SURPRISE!” they all yell out and start cheering.
All I can do is laugh and smile at each and every one of them. I’m so happy and definitely surprised. My eyes go back to Clark’s face, and when I see him tilting his head to the side, and looking at me with those smoldering, dark eyes of his, I think that I’m going to die.
I guess my heart still pounds for him. I just hope he’s still available. If he’s not, I won’t know what to do…
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Other titles by Lisa Evans
The Forever Series
Forever Yours
Forever Mine
Forever Hers
Forever His – to be released in 2020
Forever Perfect – to be released in 2020
Forever Together – to be released in 2020
Forever Us – to be released in 2020
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