“You just said you trust me,” he says, hurt lacing his words. “Now, it seems like you don’t trust me at all.”
“No, that’s not the case.” I backtrack, trying to figure out a way for this to make sense. “I trust you, Eli. I just want to make sure you’re ready.”
“Me telling you I think you should move in is me being ready.”
“Yes, but how long have you been thinking about this? We can’t do a spur-of-the-moment—”
“For a month.”
“A month?” I sit back on his quads. “But we haven’t, you know . . . been intimate for that long.”
He reaches out and grips my chin, holding me steady. “Just because we haven’t been intimate for that long doesn’t mean I haven’t been thinking about you. Thinking about ways to keep you. This might seem all new to you, but it’s been on my mind for a while. I want to be there for you, Penny. I want you close to me, as much as I can get you. I want you to move in.”
I pause as my breath hitches in my chest, his words sinking in. “Wait, you’re serious.”
He drags his hand over his face. “Jesus Christ, Penny. Yes, I’m serious.”
“For like . . . for how long?”
“As long as you want.”
“Would we . . . share a bed?”
“Uh, do you really think you’d move into my place and not share a bed with me?” His hands fall to my side, his thumbs rub against my stomach. “I want the same setup we have now, just at my place instead. We can set up the baby’s room and ensure we have everything we need. I have plenty of storage and two parking spots so you don’t have to worry about that.” What I can’t get over is that he’s been thinking about this for a month. He has shown me time and time again how much he wantsus.But it’s still hard to fathom.
“So the same thing we have now.” Perhaps a stupid question, but I have to know the parameters. To see what he believes we’ve had at my place and what it means to him.
“Yes.” His hands inch north until his thumbs press against my breasts. “Just more space, more closet space, more kitchen space. A tub just like this.”
“Ooo, I like that,” I say as I shift against his lap, feeling him stir alive. “Have you used it?”
“Only for sore muscles, never like this.” His thumbs now pass over my nipples. “Never with someone else.”
I rub my clit against his length. “Never had sex in it?”
His eyes darken. “Never.”
Reaching between us, I take his cock in my hand and gently stroke it up and down before sitting up and placing him at my entrance. “Are you opposed to it?”
“No,” he says, his voice desperate as I slowly lower on top of him. “Fuck,” he whispers once he’s all the way inside me. “Penny, nothing has ever felt this good. Fucking nothing.”
“Same,” I say when I rest my hands on his shoulders, angling myself better so his cock hits me in just the right spot. “No one has ever made me come the way you do.”Nor made me feel so sexyandtreasured.
He growls right before latching on to my neck with his lips. “Tell me you want to move in, Penny.” He kisses up my neck to my ear. “Tell me when we get back, we can pack you up. Tell me you want me just as much as I want you.”
“I want you,” I say breathlessly. “So much, Eli.”
“Then say it.” He moves me up and down on his lap now, my stomach rubbing against his. “Say you’ll stay with me.”
My hand falls to the back of his neck, keeping him close as I thrust up and down on his cock. “I want to move in,” I say, the answer to his question feeling right.
“Promise me,” he says, our pace picking up as water sloshes around us.
“I promise, Eli.”
He pulls away from my neck and moves his lips to my breast. “You’re mine,” he says right before wrapping his lips around my nipple and sucking the nub.
As I move over him, slowly, his sentiment rings through my head.
