Surviving His Memory

Chapter 15

Ethan

Carrying Ellie is my new favorite thing to do. If she would let me, I would carry her everywhere. I spoke with my coach today and I want to talk to Ellie about it. But she has other things in mind and I like where her mind is. That business will have to wait.

I slid the door shut, barely having a chance to lock it, and she's on me. I love how her little body clings to mine. My chest swells with pride when she is against me. Several of my teammates were on that ship with us last night. Most of which harassed me throughout workouts. It was all good fun but it didn't help me keep my mind off of my tiny, little warrior.

I don't take her straight to bed. Instead, with her wrapped around me, I pushed her back against the wall. She straightens against the wall and looks me in the eye. The smile playing on her lips is enchanting. "I like it when you carry me around..probably more than I should." Ellie tells me shyly. "Now, that I know you like it, I may never put you down again baby. Having you against me is the best feeling in the world." I'm not kidding either. I'm going to carry her around as much as possible.

"Earlier, when you came back with Cal, before you had to leave.." she trails off. "Yea baby. What about it?" I asked as I adjusted her face with one hand, so that she was looking at me again. "You were holding me and everything felt so right..I don't want to wait anymore.. I want to tell the world that you're mine. I mean, if you want to be mine, that is." Her beautiful little face flushes pink. For a moment. All I can do is smile. "I've been yours since the moment we met and I dumped cold water on you. You changed something inside of me. From that moment, my mind has been your playground..Ellie, I can't wait to tell the world about you, but before we publish that announcement, I was thinking. There are a few people I would like you to meet." Her smile almost split her face. She doesn't say anything, just pulls my face to hers and kisses me.

Ellie's kisses are mind-altering, every time. Still standing against the wall, I deepened the kiss. Our tongues meet and stars burst behind my eyelids. This woman, she is it for me. I'll never find another that could hold a candle to her. When the kiss ends, because we both need air, we keep our foreheads connected. "I think I'm falling in love with you, Ethan Frost. Please don't break my heart." Her eyes were closed but I watched her chin quiver at the end of her revelation. I can't believe she just said that! My heart felt like it was beating out of my chest.

I pulled her back away from the wall and I sat down on the couch with Ellie straddling my lap. "Ellinora, look at me baby." I told her softly, once again, taking her face in both of my hands. When she opens her eyes to look at me I can see every emotion she's feeling. "I have no doubt in my mind, or my heart, that I'm falling in love with you, Ellinora Grace. I will never break your heart. If I did, I would break my own as well. I can't explain it baby. It's as if my soul recognizes yours. I've needed you near me since I met you. I went back to the game with the guys that day. I looked at Cal and I told him that I would cut off my hand for a date with a woman like you. This isn't a fling for me, babe. I want it all and I want it with you." I poured my heart out to her. She has quickly become the sun in my life. I want to revolve around her. "Ten minutes before we met, I was crying on the phone to June. I was still wrapped up in my grief, feeling sorry for myself...after our..encounter, I made it through a shower without crying for the first time in a year. That day..it..was... the one-year anniversary of Evan's death. You came out of nowhere and I have thought of you constantly ever since. When I got back to my room that day, Cheryl showed up. She brought me a letter....from Evan. He wanted her, specifically, to deliver it. She also lost her husband suddenly a couple of years ago. Evan arranged it all. She's here as long as I need her to be. She has been so wonderful! I'm glad she's here..but....I still haven't opened the letter." Ellie buried herself further and further into my chest as she spoke. She has been through so much in her twenty-eight years. It's unbelievable, how strong she is. I rubbed her back in circles. "It sounds like he was a wonderful man. I'm so glad that you had him." I kissed her forehead and hugged her closer to me. "Whenever you decide that you're ready to read that letter, if you need me, I'm here. I won't read it unless you want me to, but I'll be here for you. I'll do anything you need, El. I know that I'll never replace him in your heart and that's okay. I just want to love you." My heart is pounding. I can hear my blood rushing through my ears.

"Thank you... Have I told you that you were his favorite player?" She asks with her face still buried in my chest. "No ma'am you did not. I'm honored that he enjoyed watching me play." I am, too. Absolutely honored. The thought of someone that was so important to her being a fan of mine brings me a great deal of pride. Her body has relaxed into mine more. I continue running my hands over her back.

Suddenly, she sits up to look at me. "June is going to freak out when she meets you. I can't wait to see her face! I'm sorry...I shouldn't use you like that..." her eyes trail away from me and her teeth bite down on her bottom lip. My hand travels to her face, using my thumb, I pull her plump, little bottom lip from her teeth. "My warrior princess, you can use me however you want..." I smirk at her, "..I am looking forward to meeting her. Am I meeting her tonight?" I would understand if Ellie wanted to wait. I know she would like to catch up with her.

"I would like you to. I was kind of thinking about a late dinner somewhere nearby. If you're up for it?" She asks me. I tried to control the excitement inside of me. "I would love nothing more." I ran my hand through the length of her silver hair. Everything about my Ellinora is captivating to me.

Ellie leans forward and covers my mouth with hers again. It doesn't matter how many times we've kissed. Every single time our lips meet, it's like coming home. I don't need to be in one geographical place. As long as I get to hold and kiss Ellie, I will feel like I'm home. Whatever this connection is between us, I hope it never changes.

My parents have one of those great loves. You know.. the kind that you see in movies. You know the ones I'm talking about. They're one of those "dance in the kitchen" kind of couples. I remember this one day. I was sixteen years old and my dad and I were fixing up my first truck. He told me once about how he and my mom met. How he knew instantly that she would be his wife. I feel that way with Ellie. I want her to have my name. My dad had said pretty much the same about my mom. I've already spoken to him about her. He and my mom are both dying to meet her.

Ellie fists my shirt, still kissing me. Suddenly, my mind is consumed once again by only Ellie. Everything about her is absolute perfection to me. From her soft skin to the light smell of strawberries, she has my complete attention. I could spend my life in her embrace.

It doesn't take long before she begins grinding into me and that is it for my resolve. I stand with her wrapping those gorgeous legs around me. I stumbled on my way to the bed with her in my arms, kissing me so tantalisingly that I barely regained my balance when I ran into the bed. I toss her on the bed and kneel between her legs. "Are you ready for me baby?" I ask as I lift her shirt over her head. I don't think I can wait. I need to be inside of her. "Yes.." Her simple confirmation makes me strip her even faster. "God, baby. You're my favorite gift to unwrap." I told her as I removed her black leggings. I fist her full breasts in my hands, running my thumb over her dusty rose-colored n*****s. I find that I can't help myself, I have to put those tantalizing n*****s in my mouth. She tastes like heaven every time.

"I'll have to worship you later, babe. I need you so badly. I don't think I can wait." I tell her as I shift on the bed. "Then don't, big guy...show me the stars again..." She's pulling my face to hers again. God, that's sexy. This tiny little beauty could lead me around just like that if she wanted. I love how small she is. She makes me feel strong, protective, and maybe a little possessive. It's as if I suddenly have primal instincts. I line myself up to her entrance and look into her eyes as I slowly guide myself home. Home. I've said this before and I'll say it again, Ellinora is my new home. Her soft moans encourage me to move, but I do so painfully slowly. I won't completely admit my feelings for her, but I will do my best to show her. At least until her next words, "please..baby..faster. I need you." Ellie runs her hands over my abs and up my chest. That's all it takes. I take her hands in mine, slowly pumping in and out of her. I kissed her hands and pushed them over her head, holding them there. The way her breasts move with each thrust is hypnotizing. I returned my attention to ravishing her breasts, still driving into her slowly. Her moans grew louder. "mmmm...don't stop." Ellie moans. "Never.." I replied and I meant it. I never want to stop. I covered her mouth with mine, still holding her hands above her head. When I feel her legs begin to quiver, "c*m for me baby..." I tell her with a strained voice. "c*m with me.." Ellie moans. My spine tingles at her words. A few slow, steady thrusts later, we c*m together, in a chorus of moans and grunts.

I roll off of her but take her with me so that she's on top of me with her head on my chest.

******ELLIE******

Ethan is my new addiction. I've decided I'm okay with that. We just made love and I am still lying on his chest, catching my breath. He moved beautifully, slowly and sensually, running his hands all over my body, leaving goose bumps in their wake. The only thing running through my mind is that I want him to love me. I want it so badly that I can taste it because I truly believe that I love him. I don't know how it happened so quickly, but I have zero doubt that I love him. Maybe Sally was right. Maybe, love at first sight actually does exist. I wouldn't have believed it if Ethan hadn't come along.

I feel his hands running though my hair. "That feels nice.." I tell him, still relaxing on his chest. "Your hair is so soft, I can't help myself. What are you thinking about Ellie? I can see your thought bubbles." His words rumble in his chest and make me laugh. I sat up then, straddling his waist. "Thought bubbles?" I asked. "Yeah, you know...like comics, thought bubbles..." He gestured above his head. I laugh again. "I was just thinking about you and how amazing all of that was." I tell him honestly, leaving out the love part. I don't want to say it first, falling is one thing. Right? Either way, my pride won't let me, not yet.

"You, Ellinora Grace, are amazing. I am so glad to have met you. I can't explain it baby, but I do love you...and I know you aren't ready for that, ye...." I interrupted him. "I love you, too, Ethan Frost. I can't explain how either, but I know that I do." I told him. My face immediately felt like it was on fire. His eyes widened before his smile split his face. "You do? God, baby! Thank God!" He tells me as he sits up and wraps his arms around me. "My dad told me about soul mates when I was a teenager. He said, when I met my person, my other half, that I would know it. I knew, El. I knew you were the one for me. My dad said he was in love with my mom before he picked her up for their first date." Ethan blows out a breath, looking me in the eye, still grinning. I'm smiling too. I love this man. All six feet and seven inches of him. "I want the fairytale, and I want it with you." He tells me, cupping my face in his giant hands. I do the same to him. "Me too, big guy. Me too!" The kiss that follows that statement is perfect.

The kiss ends because we need oxygen. When I leaned back and looked into his eyes, I could see that they were full of unshed tears. "What's wrong?" I asked, concerned. "I'm just so happy. I've been looking for you, and I finally have you. I'm never letting go, baby. You're stuck with me." He tells me and now his eyes aren't the only ones trying to cry. "You are so sweet. I didn't even know that I was looking for you, but I needed you desperately. I'm so glad to be here at this moment with you." I told him as a tear escaped my eye. He wipes it away and kisses me again. I can feel him coming to life underneath me, while I use every emotion to kiss him back. He guides his c**k inside me, and my back arches, pulling me away from his lips. How does that feel better every time? He flips us over and I giggle. Soon my giggles are replaced with my cries of pleasure. "Don't hold back...harder baby..." I tell him and he certainly doesn't hold back this time. His thrust grew harder and more erratic as my moans turned into screams. He takes my n****e into his mouth and gently sucks until it's a little pebble. Then he bites down as he presses his thumb on my c**t. I explode around him but he keeps going, extending my orgasm. My eyes rolled back in my head and colorful lights burst into my vision. Moments later, he follows me into oblivion with a loud grunt and my name. I will never tire of hearing him yell my name in passion.

My body curls into him out of reflex, when he lays on my side, chest heaving. "I've never...wow.." I, once again, cannot form complete thoughts. I have never had an orgasm like that one. My entire body is limp. I can barely drag my leg over his. "My legs feel like jelly..." I giggle. "That means I did my job." He chuckles as he rubs the leg that I had thrown over him and continued. "...it'll get better soon. Then I'll do my best to make you scream again. I love you, my beautiful warrior princess." He kissed the top of my head. My heart flutters. "I love you too." I tell him with a kiss on his chest. I would like to kiss his lips but I can't move much yet.

We both hear his phone chime from the floor. He shifts to get up but I protest. So he picks me up and takes me with him. I cling to him as well as I can with wobbly legs even though I know he won't drop me. He fishes his phone out of his trunks. "Oh...so..how do you feel about meeting my parents?" He asks and I straighten in his arms. "I think I would like that." I tell him honestly. I would love to meet the people responsible for raising this wonderful man. "That's good baby...because apparently they're here." His words are like ice to my veins. I squirm in his arms and screech, "What do you mean here?....like right now? Oh no....your mom's going to hate me...they're going to know..." I point at the bed when he places me on my feet. "They're going to know that we just...Oh my God, I need a shower...we both do..." I am currently running to the bathroom, completely frazzled. His laughter makes me look back at him. "This isn't funny!" I tell him. "My mom is going to love you, Ellie." He begins walking toward me. I am frozen in place. I may still be hyperventalating and I might be trembling. Don't judge me! I just had the most amazing climax of my life and almost immediately after, I find out his parents have announced that they are here. My brain doesn't even know how to keep up.

"Baby..." Ethan sweeps me off my feet, bridal style. Both of us are still naked. Once I am on his chest again, my heart slows down and the trembling seems to ease. I bury my face in his neck and try to take deep breaths. "My parents are going to adore you because I do. I'm sure they came here in hopes of meeting the woman I've been telling them about." My eyes widened at his admission. "You've told them about me?" I asked him as he sat on the bed with me on his lap. My face was still buried in his neck. "Well yeah I've told them. I told you, Ellinora. I knew the moment I met you. I called my dad the next day. I wanted to know how he knew. He told me that he just did. That's when I told him about this little goddess with silver hair. First, she was wearing a black bikini and dark shades. Then later I saw her in this restaurant. She was wearing a mesmerizing black, white, and red dress....and these, sexy as hell, red shoes. Those shoes were what my dreams were made of that night." He chuckled at himself. I swatted his chest, "you told him that?" I laughed at him through my mortification. "I didn't tell him about my dreams...or what you were wearing." He laughed a little harder. "...but I did tell him about that man and the table. He cheered for you, by the way. He thought that was awesome. So did my mom. They can't wait to meet you, El. I have never called my parents over a woman." I'm looking at him now. I place my hands on his cheeks. "If they raised you, I'm sure they are amazing." I kiss him gently on the lips and he leans his forehead against mine. I love it when he does that. Ethan is this giant, God-Man. When he presses his forehead to mine, I feel like a giant. I feel like I am six foot tall, just because he loves me. "Sorry, I freaked out for a minute. I'm sure this will be great. Do you think they would like to come tonight to dinner with June?" I'm still nervous but it's manageable. "That's okay baby. We will be together. That's all that matters to me and yes, I think they'll love that." He pecks my lips. My heart melts again.

With my hands still on his face, I let out a long breath. "Alright Bigs, We do need showers." I told him softly. He abruptly stands from the bed with me still in his arms. "That sounds like a great idea!" Practically running, he doesn't put me down until we are in the bathroom. My laughter fills the room. Ethan places me on my feet and swats my backside, causing me to laugh harder and squirm away from him. He starts the shower and adjusts the water to the perfect temperature. I brush the mess out of my hair. Well, I try to. I'm gazing at his strong back in the mirror. Every muscle is defined, flexing with his every movement. I instantly feel my core dampen, lust again, consuming me. When he turns around and busts me staring at him, his expression goes from cocky to dangerous in seconds. My breath quickens. I swear, I'm in heat.

Ethan reaches for me and grabs me by the hips as he once again hoists me up. I wrap my legs around his hips and my arms around his thick neck. He steps into the shower.