Sandi Lynn - Forever Black

“Connor I need you inside me now, please I need to feel you.” He moaned and before I knew it I was flipped on my stomach as he entered me slowly from behind.

Is this how you want me?” he asked.

“Yes,” I whispered.

He sat up and moved fluently in and out of me. He reached his hands around and grabbed my breasts, squeezing them and pinching at each nipple before moving his hand down and rubbing my aching spot.

“Don’t come yet baby, I need you to come with me.”

“Harder Connor, fuck me harder, right now!” I demanded.

I was never usually that vocal, but something inside me snapped and I wanted him hard and fast. He took in a sharp breath as he moved faster in and out of me. He was bringing me to orgasm quickly as I screamed his name and we both felt each other’s release. “Fuck,” he said as he pushed himself deeper into me releasing all his pleasure into my body. He proceeded to kiss up and down my back before collapsing on me. I could feel his heart rapidly beating as he was trying to catch his breath. I wrapped my arms around his neck and stroked his hair.

“I love you,” I whispered.

“I love you to Ellery.”

We spent a couple of more hours in the tent, drinking wine and talking. Then as promised, we made love in every room back at my apartment.

Before we left for New York, we stopped by Mason and Landon’s apartment so I could give them their gifts and show off my gorgeous ring. They made us some Mimosas and an elegant breakfast before we headed to Connors plane. Denny was there sitting in a seat when we arrived. I ran to him and gave him a hug.

“You knew didn’t you?”

He smiled and kissed me on the cheek, “Of course I knew and congratulations.” We arrived in New York and back to Connors penthouse.

The Christmas holiday was beautiful and well spent with family and friends. Connor and I spent New Year’s Eve hosting a party at the Waldorf Hotel with about 200 people. We rented a room for the night and made passionate love. He wrapped his arms around me as I laid my head on his chest.

“What’s wrong babe?” he asked.

I looked up at him, “Nothing, what makes you think something is wrong?”

He lightly smiled and ran his finger across my lips, “I can tell when something is bothering you.” I sighed and laid my head back down.

“Talk to me Ellery; tell me what’s on your mind.”

I ran my hand lightly across his chest, “What if this trial program doesn’t help me?”

“It will help you.”

I sat up and turned towards the edge of the bed letting my feet hit the floor.

“You can’t be so sure of that Connor.”

He sat up and clasped his hands on my shoulders, “I can be sure because I have faith Ellery. It’s a new year and a new beginning for us, for our future, and nothing is going to take that away. You will get better and we’ll be married and have the rest of our lives in front of us.”

I wasn’t so sure and I was scared. “There’s something I want to talk to you about.” The seriousness of his tone made me uneasy. I turned to face him as he pushed my hair behind my ear.

“I’ve made an appointment with my doctor to have my vasectomy reversed.”

My eyes grew wide. “What? Connor, no you can’t.”

He looked at me with a surprised look. “Listen to me; I want this because I want a family with you and if we can have our own child that would be amazing. I’m not saying it will work, but there’s a 50/50 chance and I think we should try it.”

I sighed. “But my genes suck and you know it.”

He laughed and planted a kiss on my forehead, “Your genes are beautiful.” I smiled as he took me in his arms.

“I’m just scared.”

“Don’t worry baby, everything will be fine, I promise.”

We stayed in New York for a couple more weeks so Connor could tie up some business deals then headed back to California for my last round of injections.

“Well, this is it Ellery, are you ready?” Dr. Murphy asked.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” I smiled.

Connor took a hold of my hands and planted them firmly against his shirt. I smiled as my hands began clutching the fabric with each burning injection.

“One month from today you’ll be back here for blood work,” Dr. Murphy instructed.

Connor took my hand and helped me from the bed. He pulled me into an embrace and whispered in my ear, “Now we wait.”

I stood at the edge of the shoreline looking out into the depths of the water. Today was my mom’s birthday, and there was no place I felt closer to her than here. I wished so bad she and my dad could have been here to see Connor and I and how happy we are. If there was a time in my life I needed my mom most, it was now.

I stood and watched the waves as they crashed into the shore remembering the day he brought me here 10 months ago.

Connor took my hand as he led me, blindfolded, somewhere he called a surprise. I was still in my wedding dress because he wouldn’t let me change out of it; he said he wanted the honor of undressing his new bride.

“Are you ready darling?”

“Yes, I was ready forever ago.”

He laughed as he removed my blindfold. I gasped as I stood in front of what felt like one of my paintings. Standing before us was the Cape Cod style house I painted in my picture.

“Connor, what is this?” I could hardly speak. I looked around and we weren’t in New York anymore; this looked like the Hampton's.

He took my hand and led me to the porch, “This house is your wedding present.”

My heart started racing with excitement. This house was exactly like the one I painted. I was breathless, speechless as my mind tried to figure out what was going on. He picked me up and carried me through the door.

“Do you like it?” he asked.

“Like it? I love it, but I don’t understand.”

He smiled and gently kissed my lips, “This is our second home. We will spend our weekends and summers here.”

He put me down and took my hand as he led me to the back of the house. Tears started to roll down my face as I stepped out onto the deck and took in the beauty of what was before me. He had everything built just like I painted. I admired the short stone wall that went around the property. There was an archway that sat over small steps leading to the beach. My favorite flowers lined the walkway. But the one thing; the very one thing that made the property so perfect, was the lighthouse that sat off to the side of the house. Connor stood behind me and let me take it all in. I turned to him as he softly wiped a couple of tears that sat upon my cheek.

“You don’t have to say a word Ellery I know how much you love it; I can tell by the look on your face. This was built for you because I love you. I want to give you every dream you’ve ever dreamed, every happy moment you never had, every bit of love you’ve ever lost, and most importantly, a family. This home, our home, is my future with you and we are going to spend the rest of our lives making beautiful memories here.”

I gulped because I didn’t know what to say. I was an emotional wreck at the generosity and loving nature of this man. It felt as if I was living in a dream, that reality was some other realm that I traveled from and refused to go back to. I looked into his seductive eyes and held his face in my hands.

“I could never understand my purpose in this world. I have had nothing but pain and loss my whole life. But now I know why god saved me the first time. It was so I could find you. Then he saved me the second time so I could love you forever. This house is perfect; you are perfect and no one will ever take that away from us. Our love is infinite and I’m going to spend the rest of my life showing you.”