Forbidden Love

Chapter Twelve

Song: Hurt 

By: Johny Cash

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"Oh what happened?" Hazel asks. We're sitting in the sitting room. It's the middle of the night and I'm ashamed to say I'm a mess. I was going to see if I could stay with someone and then figure everything out the next morning but Elijah insisted that I ask his parents. So here we are.

"I got in an argument with my parents. They don't support or agree with what I'm doing. In result they kicked me out." I then begin crying again. I thought they would be by my side no matter what. How could they betray me like this?

"Eloise, we'll gladly have you, I'm sorry about all of this. Hopefully things will turn out well. I have a nightgown and dress you can borrow," Hazel says.

"Thank you so much."

"There's no need to thank us. It's our pleasure," James says. We head upstairs. Elijah mouths goodnight to me and heads to his room. I follow Hazel so she can give me the night gown and dress.

"Here you go. You know the way to the multiple guest rooms." She smiles tiredly at me.

"I do, goodnight Hazel. I'll see you tomorrow morning."

"Goodnight," she says. I make my way down the hall to the guest room that was somewhat near both rooms, just in case any of them needed me. Sighing, I get ready for the night. I let out a slight growl when I struggle to untie my corset. Whose idea was it to create these things?! After the struggle, I get it off and I can finally breathe fully. Once I'm dressed I get onto bed. A sigh escapes my lips. This has to be the most comfortable bed my back has ever laid on. I curl up under the covers and let the lullaby of my tears drift me off to sleep.

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I wake up early due to a nightmare. Unable to go back to sleep, I get dressed and head downstairs so that I can get started on things.

"You couldn't sleep either?" A familiar voice asks, causing me to jump and turn my eyes wide.

"Don't do that, you scared me."

"Sorry, but you kind of look cute when you're scared," he says as he wraps his arms around me and pulls me close.

"Elijah, your parents and don't say that. It's creepy," I whisper and try to back away.

"We both know they won't be up for an hour or two. Sorry you're right that was a creepy thing to say," he replies with a cute smirk.

"Well you can never have enough hours to prepare breakfast," I bop his nose but he still won't let me out of his grasp.

"Or we could do something else for an hour or two," he huskily says and kisses me. Our kiss starts out slow and gentle but then it progresses fast and exciting. A moan escapes me as his hands grip tightly around my waist. He tugs at my bottom lip asking for entrance and I give it to him. A moan escapes him as our tongues clash together. He picks me up and places me on the counter. His lips travel further down south and latch onto that sensitive part of my neck causing me to whimper. My hands roam into his hair and I give it a light tug causing a moan to escape him. I smirk against his lips as they latch back onto mine.

"Ahhh," I moan as his hands slip up under my dress and grab my breasts. I do my own exploring and slide my hands under his shirt, letting them run over his toned abdomen. He shivers under my touch and I smile. Knowing that he shivers due to my touch makes me feel somewhat powerful.

"Mmm," I whimper as he begins to fondle my nipples. I try to move closer, we're already close but not close enough. My body yearns for him. To feel every crevice. I want his body flush against mine. My hands lower down to his standing member and I whimper at just how big it feels in my hand.