Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
I hear his breaths and our skin slapping, and it makes my orgasm more intense.
When he lets out a grunt as he buries himself deep inside me, my arms give way, and we both slump down on the bed.
Forest enters me again and continues to thrust inside me, sending me on a wild spiral of pleasure until he finds his own release.
As we pant, our residual pleasure fading, he presses kisses to my shoulder.
When I’ve finally caught my breath, I say, “Definitely one of my favorite positions.”
We’re up early Sunday morning and follow a trail that leads to a creek. It’s quiet out with most of the guests still asleep, and I love that it’s just Forest and me out here.
“What are you going to do with the quake series when you’re done painting them?” Forest asks.
“I’m thinking of holding an auction and donating the funds to disaster relief.”
Forest pulls me tighter against his side and presses a kiss to my hair. “That’s a great idea. Our dads and Uncle Lake will probably buy them, though.”
I let out a burst of laughter. “Yeah.” After a couple of seconds, I murmur, “We’re lucky to have them.”
“We are.”
When we reach the creek, we sit down on a boulder and stare at the water flowing over the polished rocks.
“Seeing as San Francisco is off the table, I’ll probably open a gallery in LA once we graduate,” I mention.
“You’ll be closer to NextGen’s offices,” Forest says as he takes my hand and links our fingers.
“We can get an apartment somewhere between my gallery and your office.” I rest my head on Forest’s shoulder as I start to weave dreams about our future together.
“At least we both want two kids.” I let out a happy chuckle. “Come to think of it, we’ve always had the same dreams for our futures. It’s like we knew deep down we’d end up together.”
Forest pulls his hand free from mine and wraps his arm around my shoulder. “It has always been you and me.”
“Yeah,” I murmur. I glance up at Forest, and my eyes caress his features. “I never thought it was possible to love someone as much as I love you.”
Forest leans down, and when he kisses me, I can feel how much he loves me.
All my doubts about relationships are gone. Forest has shown me that tingles and toe-curling kisses can turn into a happily ever after with the right person.
Since the earthquake, I thank God every day for Forest, my best friend, my soul mate, my everything.
The End.