Page 58 of Eternally Yours
“Shut up, Ellis!” Silas glares at Ellis, making him chuckle. Then Silas says, “It’s funny how we both went off each other for our costumes.”
I turn to look at my man, confused by his words. “How does this have something to do with me?” I wave a hand up and down his body.
His hands settle on my waist as he pulls me closer. “Well, you’re always calling me ‘God’ in bed, so I thought it was fitting.” He gives a devilish grin as I gasp in shock.I can’t believe he just said that in front of everyone.
“SILAS!” My cheeks are on fire, embarrassment coursing through my veins as I push at his chest. He simply laughs and tugs me back to him, kissing the top of my head.
A hyena laugh erupts from Emma as she folds in half, almost spilling her drink on Noah. She comes back up gasping for air and wiping tears from her eyes. “I can vouch for that. If you knew how many times I’ve heard the words ‘Oh God, Silas’in the last month, you’d all be shocked.” She’s still laughing, unable to control herself, and now everyone is joining in, even Silas.
“Oh my God, can the ground just open up and swallow me whole? Right now would be nice,” I speak into my hands, completely mortified by everything being said.
The rest of the night goes well, we have fun playing games, chatting with everyone, and drinking. But now I’m exhausted, and my feet are killing me in these heels. Silas and I begin to say our goodbyes to everyone as we hunt down Emma.
We find her on a couch sprawled over the footballers, her head resting on Gabe’s thigh and legs over Noah’s, her body separating the two. Noah’s hand runs smoothly up and down her leg, while Gabe strokes her hair lovingly. Her eyes are closed as she hums in approval.Oh, she is eating all this attention up. It almostmakes me laugh.
I walk to the couch and crouch down. “Em, we’re heading out. Need a ride?”
She opens her eyes and looks my way, then turns to her two admirers with a seductive smirk. “No, I think I’m already gonna be getting all the riding I need,” she says when her gaze falls back on me, and this time I can’t stop the giggle from crawling up my throat.
“Okay well, have fun, and be safe.” I point my finger in her face. “I’m not ready to be an aunt, so you know... wrap it up, boys,” I say, changing the trajectory of my pointed finger to the two men who both look horrified at the idea of a baby. I kiss Emma’s forehead before standing and rejoining Silas.
We make it outside, and I look around for Silas’s SUV, but come up empty. Frowning, I ask, “Where’s your car?”
He peers down at me with a smirk, then looks back out at the sea of vehicles. “Right there.” He points, and I follow its direction.
I gape at what I see.That monster of a truck that’s always parked beside his SUV is his!?“Wait, I didn’t know the truck was yours too, why haven’t we ever taken it?”
“No reason, I don’t use it often. But sometimes the mood hits,” he says as we walk over to the truck and he pulls open the passenger door, then steps back to give me way.
I look from him to the truck, then back to him. “Sy, I can’t get up there.” The truck is way too high, and there doesn’t seem to be a step to help me up, no sidewalk either to give me a boost. The top of the seat nearly hits my chest.There’s no way.
“Of course, you can. Where’s my feisty little kitten, always determined to prove she doesn’t need my help? Or the one who climbs my counters to get a mug in the cupboard for her morning coffee?” He raises a brow, challenging me.
I narrow my eyes but take the bait. I walk to the open door and plant my hands over the seat, looking around for leverage. There’s a handle above to my left. I reach for it but barely touch it, not enough to get a firm grip.This won’t do.
I decide my best option is to grab onto the seat and try to pull myself in. I take two steps back, then rush off to the truck, jumping into the open doorway. My body lands half on the seat as my hands shoot in front of me, desperately trying to grab onto something. But my fingers are clammy, and everything slips out of my grasp.
Silas chuckles from behind me but doesn’t attempt to help. “Come on, baby. You got this!”
I’m grunting and groaning as I try to push my body weight up, bringing my leg higher to get over the seat. I hear Silas curse under his breath, making me look back. His eyes are fixated on my ass, which I now realize must be fully exposed in thisposition given the short length of my outfit.
“Silas, you’d better get your ass over here quickly, or so help me God, I’m withholding sex for the rest of the week!”
“Tomorrow’s Sunday.”
“SHUT UP!” I yell back, irritated.
He laughs, but his footsteps get closer. I sigh in relief, knowing I’ll soon be out of this awkward position. When he steps up behind me, I expect his hands to grab my waist. But instead I feel his fingertips gliding up the back of my thigh, leisurely making their way to my panties. They stop short before descending back to where they started.
I suck in a breath, my body paralyzed with the single touch. Thoughts vanish from my mind, only one remaining.Silas.The way my body always responds to him amazes me. I never get tired of his hands on me.
He slides his fingers back up, this time fluttering over my now damp panties as a delicious quiver runs through my body. He places his free hand on my raised thigh, gripping me tightly while his roaming fingers slip beneath my panties. His knuckle rubs up and down my wet slit.
My back arches, a soft moan leaving my lips.I want more, need more.I know we shouldn’t be doing this here. Anyone could walk out and see, but in this moment, all I care about is Silas and how desperately I need him.
He pushes my underwear to the side and passes his fingers through my folds before circling my clit. My moans get louder, and I bite down on my lip, trying to lessen the sounds of pleasure coming from me.
“You like that, baby? You want more?” he whispers.
