Move on Up (Curtis Mayfield)
Moving in day
Lily called from the top of the staircase. “How many more boxes are there, Adders?” She’d been complaining that her arms felt like jelly and her legs weren’t much better. Eve was in the kitchen unpacking all the necessary bits and pieces to make cups of coffee for everyone.
Adam rolled his eyes thankful she couldn’t see him. “Oh, only another fifty or so. Don’t worry…it’ll keep you fit,” he mumbled over the top of the large box marked CDs that he was manoeuvring through the front door of the new house.
Lily sighed and growled. “Why did I stay for this? I could be sunning myself on a beach in bloody New Zealand next to a half-naked male underwear model right now.”
Adam was grateful that his best friend had extended her stay long enough to help him and Eve move into their new place. They were renting with the option to buy, which meant things were easy and would speed along nicely once their finances were all in place.
Eve came through with two mugs of coffee and the end of a packet of chocolate cookies grasped between her teeth. “Awww, Willy, we weally appweciate dis you know.” Lily came sliding down the stairs on her bottom and took the packet of biscuits from Eve’s mouth. “Thanks, I’m not sure if you caught any of that but I was just saying—”
“You appreciate it. Yes, I got it. And I know you do. And I honestly don’t mind. I’m just knackered.” Lily ripped open the packet and shoved a cookie into her mouth. Whole.
Adam placed his box down and took a mug from Eve, kissing her on the cheek. “Thanks, gorgeous. Have I told you today how much I love you?”
Eve blushed. “Yes about a million times.”
Lily stuck her tongue out in what Adam hoped was mock disgust. “Oh good grief, get a bloody room. In fact, there are three of them upstairs, go take your pick.” She slapped Adam around the head.
“Ouch! Watch it or you’ll get all the heavy boxes next.”
She huffed. “Yeah? Like I haven’t been getting them already?”
Eve giggled. “You two should maybe have a wee break, and I’ll go out to the van and bring some stuff in.”
Adam shook his head. “No, you have a break too. We’ve all been working bloody hard this morning.” He glanced around the hallway. “Aww, Evie it’s going to be fantastic, this house. I can just see it now.”
The terraced cottage was fairly plain which—Eve had insisted—was a very good thing as they could easily put their stamp on it. They had both been saving for a while and had managed to purchase some extra pieces of furniture to make the house feel like a home. Their home.
Downstairs had a small entrance hallway and to the right was a good-sized lounge. Through the lounge was a newly fitted kitchen. It was fairly modern but had a country feel to it. Cream shaker style units sat under solid wood block work surfaces. Silver coloured appliances finished off the smart room nicely. The previous owners had bought the cottage as a shell and had gutted the insides, modernising it with a view to sell it for profit. The cottage garden at the back had an area to sit and a small lawn. Right at the back was a veggie plot that Adam couldn’t wait to get stuck into. It was an exciting prospect, growing his own spuds.
From the small hallway led a wooden staircase and on the top floor was a small but perfectly formed bathroom complete with roll-top bath. There was a small room that would be great as an office and then two further bedrooms, one of which Lily had named as her room and the other which was earmarked, obviously, for Adam and his gorgeous future wife.
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After unloading the last of the boxes, Lily had declined the offer of a takeaway, a bottle of wine, and crashing at the new house. She had informed Adam that he should spend the first night in his new home with his fiancée. He hadn’t taken much convincing.
He stretched and looked at the clock. It was only ten thirty, but he was keen to get to bed. He yawned dramatically and slipped his arm around Eve’s shoulders, leaned in, and whispered into her ear, “I think I’m going to turn in. Can I tempt you?”
She visibly shivered, turned to him, and breathed, “I don’t think I’ll take much tempting.”
Leaning forward he took her mouth with his own and slipped a hand through her hair. “I want to take you upstairs, undress you, slide inside you, and stay there all night.” His voice was a low growl.
She gasped as she ran her hands up his chest. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
He scooped her up in his arms and made his way to the hall. Careful not to drop his precious cargo, he climbed the stairs and pushed open the bedroom door with his foot. Placing her on the floor he gazed down, deep into her vivid blue eyes, which had darkened slightly now that lust had taken over. Her hands slipped around his waist and tugged at the old T-shirt he wore. She pulled it upward and he stooped to help her remove it.
He inhaled deeply as she smoothed her hands over his bare chest and around his neck. She laced her fingers, tugged at the dark strands of his hair, and pulled him down so that his mouth was over hers again.
He went willingly, darting his tongue into her mouth, desperate to taste her. Everywhere. Slowly he pulled her tank top over her head until her lace-covered breasts were revealed to him.
He dragged his fingertips down from her collarbone to the rise of her soft curved mounds. “You have the most beautiful breasts I’ve ever seen, Evie,” he said as his thumbs circled her peaking nipples through the lace.
She moaned. He hardened.
Slipping the straps of her bra down, he freed each breast, caressing each nipple in turn with his tongue. Her head rolled back and she sighed her pleasure. Sliding down her sides and enjoying the curve of her hips, his hands dipped into the waistband of her yoga pants and down to her perfectly rounded bottom. He squeezed and slowly descended to a kneeling position in front of her. “I want to taste you.” He gazed up at her through heavy lidded eyes and she leaned on his shoulders whilst she stepped from her pants. The lace panties followed very soon after and Adam kissed her smooth skin just below her naval making her groan again.
She grasped his hair as he peppered kisses across her lower abdomen until he slid his tongue into her sensitive flesh. She gasped and he felt her legs almost buckle. Lightly he pushed her back so that she tumbled onto the bed directly behind her. He moved forward to blow through the soft curls at the apex of her thighs and she grasped at the soft, silky comforter.
“Adam…please…I need you…now.” Her breathing was ragged and her voice huskily caressed his senses. Kissing all the way around the tops of her thighs and prolonging his own delicious agony, he eventually slipped his tongue into her heat again and groaned as he took his prize.
He could stay there all night, just tasting, kissing, and caressing her with his tongue, but he had promised her other gifts. Once she had cried out his name, he stood and removed his jeans and fitted boxers. Never taking his eyes from hers, he climbed onto the bed between her thighs and lay on top of her. He rolled onto his back taking her with him until she straddled his waist. And then he guided her down onto his arousal, gripping her hips so that he could move her. Her head rolled back, and it was evident she was beginning to climb once again. He could feel her tightening around him and it pushed him over the edge. His hands reached for her and pulled her into his chest as he thrust into her one last time, calling her name and then kissing her deeply.
He stroked her back as they both fought to calm their breathing. “Evie.” She pulled herself back to look into his eyes and he continued, “Evie…don’t ever leave me. I don’t know what I’d do.”
She smiled as she stroked the hair back from his damp face. “I’m going nowhere, Adam.”
“I…I just…I could never love someone as much as I love you…you’re it for me. This…us…this is it. I don’t want to be without you. You’re my life. You have…all of me.”
She cupped his face in her palm. “And you have all of me. I’m yours.”