Giving You Forever (24 page)

“Yay!” she shouts, stepping out of my hold. “Give me fifteen minutes!” she smiles, already making her way towards the hallway.

Snickering at her adorableness, I just smile and nod my head as I watch her turn and run for the stairs.

Damn, the things that girl does to my heart!

Just after 8 p.m. we pull into The Hyatt Regency Jersey City. It came highly recommended by Mike when I asked him about hotels in the area.

“Oh my god, babe. You have to come look at this view,” Alexa calls out from the living room as I put our bags down next to our bed.

“Holy shit!” I agree, coming up behind her. “Mike wasn’t lying when he said it was right on the Hudson.”

“You can almost see all of Manhattan from here.”

Wrapping my arms snug around her waist, I breathe in the fresh flowery scent of her hair and kiss the top of her head. “This is perfect, sweetheart. Exactly what we needed.”

Chapter Twenty

– ALEXA –

“Mmm,” Nolan moans, waking up to my mouth wrapped snug around his length, stroking the base of it with my hand.

Since I fell asleep on the couch watching a movie last night, not giving him any action on the first night of our weekend getaway, I figured waking up to a nice warm blow job would make it up to him. And with the steady moans echoing throughout his body and hands fisting my hair, I’d say he approves.

“Come here, baby doll,” he just about growls, gently tugging on my hair and guiding my face up to his.

Shifting his hands to the back of my head, he holds me in place while pressing my mouth firmly against his. Immediately my lips crack open, granting him access inside, allowing his tongue to find mine. Filled with desire, my hips naturally grind back and forth, sliding his length repeatedly along the inside of my folds while internally applauding my decision to remove my panties before going down on him.

Unable to handle the ache between my legs any longer, I move up slightly while reaching down and lining him up with my opening. Simultaneously, we exhale, relieved with pleasure as I move slowly back down and over his arousal.

“Oh shit, baby,” Nolan breathes heavily against my lips. “You’re so damn tight right now.”

Succumbed by the sensation, I barely hear what he’s saying. It feels so darn good right now, better than usual.

Slowly quickening my movements and resting my forehead against his, my breathing grows heavy as a warm wave of pleasure ripples down my body.

“Shit,” I cry out, sitting up and resting one hand on his chest while holding my hair up off of my neck with the other–suddenly becoming warm.

“Yeah, baby, yeah,” he cups my hips, guiding me back and forth over his length.

“Ahhh…” I yell, feeling my blood flowing to one heated area, letting my body succumb to the pleasure.

“Oh shit,” Nolan moans again, exhaling deeply while tensing below me, spiraling into an intense orgasm of his own.

“You been doing those kegel things more?” he calls out from behind me as I race to the bathroom.

“What?” I shout back with the door still wide open.

“You felt tighter for some reason. Have you been doing more of those exercises Amanda told you about?”

“Not any more than I normally do.”

“Huh,” he says, pulling me back close to his body as I join him back in bed.

“Are you complaining?” I ask with a raised brow.

Immediately shaking his head back and forth, he quickly responds, “Fuck no! That was amazing. I coulda made a whole family with the load I just filled you with.”

Laughing at his TMI,
and his lack of filter
, I kiss his lips, whispering, “I love you, babe,” before resting my head on his chest.

“Right back ‘atcha, sweetheart.”

– NOLAN –

“Hey, doll?” I knock on the bathroom door before cracking it a little to peek in. “Are you…” I continue, but stop when I see her hunched over and standing with both hands gripping the bathroom counter with her head looking down and eyes shut. “Are you feeling sick again?” I softly ask, coming up beside her and rubbing her back gently with my hand.

“Just a little nauseous again.” She looks up and smiles after taking a deep breath.

Hating seeing her like this, I push her hair out her face and plead again. “Would you please call the doctor on Monday, sweetheart? I don’t like seeing you like this.”

“And say what? That I’ve been feeling more tired lately and getting nauseous every once in a while? It’s just stress. We’ve had a lot going on lately.”

Exhaling and still rubbing her back, I give in. “K, but if it gets worse...”

She turns and looks at me with a sweet ass smile.

“I’ll call the doctor.”

And she says I’m stubborn?

“Thank you,” I snicker, kissing the top of her head. “Are you ready?” I look at my watch, now only thirty minutes until our appointment. “We gotta get going.”

Eyebrows scrunched together, she asks, “Doesn’t it only take ten minutes to get there?”

What is it with women and having to wait until the last possible minute to leave?

“Well, you never know with traffic, and it doesn’t hurt to be early,” I say, giving her a smirk.

“I am hardly ever late!”

“Did I say you were?” I ask, raising my eyebrow.

“No, but I know that look, and that’s what you were insinuating.” Her hands now on her hips.

Laughing at her adorableness, I hook my arm around her waist, pulling her into me.

“Let’s go, baby doll,” I smile, leaning down and kissing her lips.

“Oh my god, babe. Look at these cakes,” Alexa quietly says while looking through the binder of cakes sitting on the table as we wait for Buddy to meet us.

After only waiting a few minutes, he comes out into the waiting area, greeting us, then sits with us for a while, shooting out ideas and different ways that they can make things. Though, they kept asking what I thought, I couldn’t stop looking at the happy as hell smile on Alexa’s face the whole time. There’s nothing in the world I love more than making that girl smile. Her happiness is all I ever care about.

“So, are you good with that, babe?” she asks, breaking me out of my daze and showing me the sketch that they came up with.

“Uh, yeah, it looks amazing. I’m pretty sure we don’t need that much cake for just a hundred guests, but hey, I’m okay with eating cake for days!”

“Do you think it’s too much? Should we cut it down?” she asks, biting her lower lip.

Draping my arm around the back of her shoulders, I kiss her temple before responding, “No, it’s perfect, doll.”

– ALEXA –

My adrenaline is pumping as we walk out of Carlo’s Bakery, it almost feels unreal. The sketch he drew was absolutely stunning–all white, three tiered with beautiful, elegant patterns pressed on each layer, and dozens of edible flowers cascading down the sides. I seriously can’t wait to see it. I almost don’t care about anything else.

Lacing his hand with mine, Nolan says, “So that was fun, huh?”

“Fun?” I look at him with an “are ya serious
”
look. “That was incredible!”

He chuckles at my enthusiasm.

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.” He looks down at me with warmness in his eyes, making my heart swell.

So in love with him.

Dropping his hand, I wrap my arms around his waist while we walk down the sidewalk.

“Thanks, babe. I still can’t believe it,
and
the fact that they’re going to deliver it all the way to Syracuse…it’s just crazy!”

“It’s amazing how much you can get for the right price,” he winks and I almost ask how much that price tag is, but I decide against it. I think it’s better left unknown. Besides, now we have an extra five grand because Nolan refuses to pay Meg.

“So, lunch?” he asks, raising my hand to kiss my knuckles.

“Yes! I’m starving.”