Forever Yours

Chapter 21: Evan Campbell

Marcus knew how to travel back down memory lane. I smiled looking over the room as I entered. This was definitely the same setup with the candles lighting up the room and black silk sheets neatly made for his king-sized bed. He even had the same music playing and all I could do was smile.

"You don't forget nothing, do you?" I said approaching him.

"You remember?" He mischievously grinned and I circled my arms around him, pulling him in.

"Our first time together," I told him as he moved my hair from my face, "But why?"

He took a breath before answering, "I just thought that, since we are starting over that it would be good to recreate our first... sexual encounter."

"But it was so terrible!" I laughed and he followed saying, "I know but you put in so much effort to make me feel comfortable the first time. I wanted to give you another chance."

"You did technically," I snickered as he caresses my face, "but it's still beautiful and now that I know what I'm doing..."

I moved him in closer and leaned in to capture his lips. His soft hands were still on my face with his fingertip digging slightly into my skin. He pulled back in order to unbutton my shirt, slowly taking it off my shoulders while his hand graze my skin as it went down my arms.

"I missed you doing this," I state before kissing him again as my shirt hit the floor. I smoothly pulled his face to deepen our kiss and he melted in my hands when our tongues mingled. He clutched on to my shoulders as we moved against the wall, ripping open his shirt making his buttons pop with it.

I apologize against his lips but he said, "It was cheap anyway."

It fell to the floor exposing that upper body I was craving for. His light brown skin was sparkling as the candlelight hit it just right. I glide my hand down his smooth chest as he gripped the back of my neck. I closed the space between us, lifting his leg up to squeeze his soft thigh. Our breathing was almost nonexistent from being so close and I had to pull back because I was probably pushing him further into the wall. He really didn't appreciate that as he roughly pulled me back attacking my lips again.

"Damn," I moaned as he bit my lip gently with his hands stroking through my hair again. I gripped his waist firmly feeling the tight muscles on his stomach. I never wanted someone closer but if we were going to do this right, I wanted to be on the bed.

"Baby," I whispered lowly as his lips were on my neck now. I could barely coherently speak as he ran his tongue against my pulse, "We have to...shit...we have...fuck it."

I lifted him up, keeping his lips on mine as he wrapped his legs around me. I carried him over to the bed and pushed the thin canopy out the way. I laid him down and pressed our hot bodies together, rubbing against his matching bulge. I had been resisting from taking it too far too long but nothing was stopping me now.

"Evan," he moaned, "I want you."

"What do you want me to do?" I sweetly asked biting his lip.

"Take off my pants, please," he told me trying to get as much contact as he could moving his hips. I stopped kissing him to obey his request. I stood up between his legs as he put his hands above his head, giving me a full view of his face and body.

His dark curls pooled on the bed with his lidded hazel eyes fixated on me. I obeyed my love going for his pants but I couldn't resist those thighs as I pulled them down. Soon as they were off, I placed his leg on my shoulder. I kissed from his ankle to his knee, earning me a smile before I drifted upward and he groaned in desperation. I slid my tongue across his delectable skin and watched as his face contorted before he pulled my face back to him. He let his leg fall as I fully got on to the bed with him. He flipped us over and straddled me, grinding as he worked my neck again.