Forbidden Serenade: Final Notes (Book 3)

Chapter Six

What do you get your rich, rock star boyfriend for his birthday? I had no idea, and I stressed about it for days. Finally, it came to me. My weakness was my kids. His was literally me.

I applied for a passport and put the confirmation paperwork in an envelope and wrapped it for him.

I flew down to Florida for Elijah's birthday party on Sterling Youngworth's yacht. Elijah and his bandmates were flying in as well. They were still on tour. I met Elijah at the yacht. It sat parked at a dock. He caught me in his arms as I rushed to him.

We were happy, and we were in love.

Sterling Youngworth invited Hollywood elites to Elijah's party. Alcohol flowed freely. The party mostly happened on the bow of the big yacht. It was a massive area with room to dance. A large hot tub spread out and, beyond it, there was a massive round sitting area with cushions.

Music blasted as we cruised on the luxurious ship, worth more than I could ever dream of earning. Everyone was in high spirits, and guests wandered over to wish Elijah a happy birthday. I was thrilled to celebrate his twenty-second birthday. It made him seem a bit older. Even though women approached Elijah, touching or hugging him as they spoke, I never felt intimidated. There was a significant reason for that.

Elijah couldn't keep his hands off me.

His lips were constantly on mine, his hands roaming freely over my swimsuit clad body. He wore trunks, his muscular chest and tattooed body on display. My fingers ran over his bare skin throughout the day and evening. I could hardly contain myself. I wanted him alone in bed. We had been apart for too long. It was a good thing I had applied for my passport. I couldn't fathom being separated from Elijah for the entire three months he would be abroad.

While music played and the stars sparkled above us, Elijah leaned back in a lounge chair and pulled me to straddle him in his lap. I sat atop him, running my fingers over his chiseled abs and pecks. He groaned, bucking his hips up against me. His hands ran over my stomach and cupped my breasts. I leaned down, kissing him as his hands moved to grab my butt. Our love overflowed as we embraced and kissed.

I never thought I would find love after James. I thought he'd been my soulmate and with his loss was the forfeiture of any love I would ever have.

Turns out, I didn't know what love and soulmates were. Not until I'd met Elijah. Everything with him was alive and vibrant. Perhaps I had settled since I'd gotten pregnant. Maybe James was just comfortable.

All I knew was James never brought my body alive like Elijah did. Never did James worship my body, no matter its size, like Elijah did. James loved the idea and picture of me on his arm when I'd been young and what he'd wanted.

Elijah loved me. He loved the person I was. He loved deeper than beauty.

With the amount of love flowing between us, I was confident it would never dry up. It would never end.

This was my soulmate.

Sterling offered for Elijah to stay on the yacht, but Elijah was adamant about staying at a nearby hotel. I asked him why, and he grinned devilishly before whispering in my ear.

"Because I'm going to make you scream and these walls are paper thin."

Heat rushed to my cheeks at his dirty prophecy that soon came true. He kissed me as he unlocked the hotel room. Opening the door, we fell through the entrance as Elijah tossed it shut behind us.

Pressing me against the wall, my back hit as Elijah kissed me, his tongue demanding entrance. My lips parted and his tongue dove in. His hands roamed over my body and cupped my breasts. He ground against me, his erection pressing against me between our layers of clothes. Dragging his lips from mine, he pulled my shirt over my head. His hands slipped behind my back and unclasped my bra. I gasped as he took my nipple into his mouth and swirled it. My head fell back against the wall as his mouth moved to my other breast. My hands grappled over his body and found the hem of his shirt. He moved slightly back, putting his hands up so I could pull it over his head and toss it aside.