Somebody's Baby

Chapter 13: For You Blue

He buried his face in the crook of my neck. I swallowed and exhaled. "George, do you know what you're saying?"

He kissed my skin and lifted his head, looking down at me with earnestness. "Yes, Eloise, and I mean it. I love you."

My eyes filled with tears again. I clung to him, holding him tighter than ever before. I tried to calm myself, to no avail. I only sobbed harder every time his words replayed in my mind.

"Elle, you're hurting me." He laughed, gently wiggling out my tight hold.

"Sorry." I giggled through my tears. I loosened my hold, but I didn't let go. I couldn't.

"Perhaps there's something you'd like to say to me now?" He smirked and kissed his way over to my forehead, then my nose, then finally, my lips.

"I'm scared."

"You've already said it with your soul and your body, but I want to hear it from your lips." He kissed me desperately, moaning into my mouth. He pulled away to look at me with his deep brown eyes, which were as dark as ink as they pleaded with mine.

"I...love you," I whispered. A wave of relief washed over me. I finally admitted it to him, and myself. And I meant it. I loved him.

"I love you." I said again, this time without hesitation.

He grinned widely, showing off his perfect smile. Then he kissed me hungrily, his tongue probing my mouth with fervor. I melted into him completely.

"Eloise, I've adored you for so long."

"How long?"

"Since that night I met you at Apple."

"That was the night you complimented my necklace." I grinned at the memory. "You made me so nervous."

"Mmmm, I wanted to be that lovely opal resting between your breasts."

"George!" I giggled as he kissed and nipped at my cleavage, his tongue flicking each of my nipples, then gliding up my bosom. He gazed down at me once more.

"I felt butterflies every time you'd look at me from the live room," I said, reaching up to stroke his cheek. "Even when I was with George, I still couldn't keep my eyes off of you, off of that wonderful smile you'd flash me so often."

"I'd be in a bad way, having rows with everyone, then you'd come in with the tea and everything would be alright. My little ray of sunshine..."

His eyes pooled with emotion, his voice cracking as he spoke. "Seeing you every day and knowing you were with him. It was torture, Eloise." He moved his head to kiss my palm, which was resting on his cheek.

"That night at the club when you took me to see those peonies. I don't think I knew it then, but I know now that I was falling for you. I couldn't get over how delicate you were with those flowers, the way you touched the little petals. I wanted you to touch me that way, too." I smiled and blinked, tears rolling down my cheeks.

George chuckled, a smirk spreading across his face, "And I did get to touch you that way." He leaned down to kiss my neck. "On that very same night."

"Baby, you were everything but delicate."

I laughed and squealed when he bit down on my skin, playfully scolding me. "Naughty girl. You took it like a minx."

"It was the best sex I've ever had," I admitted.

His soft cock that lay between my legs was growing hard again, I jutted my hips to feel the friction.

"That's because it wasn't just our bodies that became one. Our souls did as well. We experienced unity, not just a union itself. Unio mystica." He breathed against me, aligning himself with my cunt. He slid into me but made no effort to thrust. I shivered with ecstasy.