Page 77 of Give Me Forever


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As she came back to her senses, I lost all of mine. A grunt tore from my chest. I felt it in my entire rib cage. My climax radiated in every corner of my body, completely taking me over. I lowered myself until my front was covering her chest, but because I slid slightly to one side, I wasn't crushing her.

"You’re glorious," I said.

Her hair was sticking to her face. She tried with one hand to push it away but somehow only seemed to make more of a mess of it.

I kissed her shoulder lazily.

"Don't kiss me. I'm sweaty," she said.

"I like the taste of you. It's salty."

"You more than kept your promise," she murmured, "and now I think I'm going to fall asleep right here. How did I get so tired?"

"I'll carry you to bed."

She opened her eyes wide. "Really? Wow, that gave me a boost of energy. You can still carry me, though, after what we just did?"

I jumped off the couch and helped her up. I put an arm at the back of her knees and the other around her lower back, then lifted her effortlessly.

"I like this," she said, bouncing her feet, rubbing them against each other. I went up the staircase leading to the bedrooms.

"Wrong room," she murmured when I stepped inside my bedroom.

"No, that's the right one. You're staying with me every night from now on."

"Okay."

She sounded vulnerable. I knew exactly how she felt. This thing between us was changing rapidly, and we hadn't even managed to work through all our history, let alone contemplate the future.

"I want to take a shower, actually," she said. “Sorry I didn’t tell you earlier.”

“No problem. Let’s go together.”

She bit her lip, looking up at me.

"Don't tell me you want me to shower alone."

"I don't know. This is new. I don't know how to do this."

"Babe, just tell me what you feel comfortable with, and I'll do that. Although, if we do shower together, I can share some more of my skills." I winked.

"You do make a convincing argument. Besides, I could use you to thoroughly wash my back."

I threw my head back, laughing. "I’d be happy to be your shower boy."

"That sounds dirty."

"I didn't mean it like that, but we can make it as dirty as you want."

Giggling, she ran back down the stairs and into the bathroom. She looked at me over her shoulder as she stepped into the shower and turned on the water.

"I thought the whole point of this was to clean up, not get even dirtier."

"That's debatable," I replied.

As promised, I helped her scrub her back, although I didn't keep my hands only to that area. Not by a long shot. I made sure she was thoroughly clean everywhere.

"Hell yeah. This is the life," Avery muttered.

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