Page 27 of Always Yours

I lift my head, my eyes finding hers. She looks up at me with so much love I actually feel my heart shift in my chest with how much this woman means to me. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, I smile at her. “Fourteen, how about the next forty?”

Ellen chuckles, a hand slapping my ass as she teases, “Oh, think you’ll still be going like this when you’re in your seventies, huh?”

I grin. “Please,” I reply, pulling out a little before pushing back inside her, loving the moan that she lets out when I do. “I could be a hundred and still get it up for you.”

She bursts out laughing, her hands gripping my ass as she holds me inside her. I lean down and suck her nipple into my mouth again, her body arching beneath me and just like that, I’m ready to go again.

So I do.

“Coffee?” Ellen asks, as I walk into the kitchen.

“Thank you,” I reply, taking the cup she offers me before leaning in to kiss her.

“So, what’s the plan for today?” she asks.

I grin, sliding an arm around her waist as I take a seat on the stool and pull her against me. “How about we go back to bed and just stay there for the day?” I whisper, nuzzling her neck.

Ellen sighs, her arms sliding around my neck. “That sounds like a plan,” she murmurs. “After we eat though? I’m starving.”

I pull back, grinning at her as I lean in to press a kiss to her lips. “Pretty sure I’ve eaten once already,” I say against her mouth. “But I’m more than happy to have seconds…and thirds…and…”

Ellen silences my words with another deep kiss and I’m ready to say fuck it with breakfast and just have my way with her right here on the kitchen counter when her phone chimes out with a text message.

We both pull back, knowing who it will be from and why.

“Sorry,” Ellen says, her arms still around my neck.

I smile. “Don’t be, seriously, check she’s okay. I’m worried about her too.”

“See,” she whispers, kissing me again. “Just another reason why I love you.”

I chuckle. “The main one being the size of my cock and how good I am in bed though, right?”

Ellen giggles, even as she swats at my chest before reaching for her phone. When she reads the message, she smiles, turning the phone so I can see it.

Lauren: happy anniversary guys – hope you have an amazing day xx

“Shit, that’s sweet of her,” I say, knowing how hard it must be for her to see us this happy after all this time, given everything that’s happened with her.

“Yeah,” Ellen says, typing out a quick response. “What are we going to do about her?” she asks, as she puts her phone on the counter.

I shrug. “I don’t know,” I reply. “Sign her up to Tinder for some no-strings-attached sex?”

Ellen laughs out loud even as she shakes her head. “You think that’s the solution?”

I shrug. “You know what they say, the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else.”

“Of course it is,” she mumbles, still shaking her head at me. “But somehow I don’t think that’s the kind of thing Lauren’s after.”

“So what is?”

Ellen takes a sip of coffee, her thoughts now whirling as she steps towards me and stands between my legs again, half sitting on my lap as she contemplates what we can do.

“I think it’s gonna need to be something big,” she starts, still working her way through whatever plan it is she’s thinking about putting in motion. “Something that she least expects, but which is capable of causing the biggest reaction.”

“A gigolo?” I suggest, slipping my arms around her waist.

Ellen laughs even as she reaches for her phone again. “No, Will. No gigolos, no prostitutes, no anonymous sex courtesy of Tinder,” she says, fingers typing away at something on her phone.

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