Wrecked (26 page)

“YES!” she reached down and pulled me in a tight embrace.

All was right in the world for once because I had found the love of my life.

Chapter Thirty-Three

Mylie

I stared at my ring in awe. Saying yes felt right, and everything felt right for once. I looked at myself in the mirror wearing an ice blue negligee that matched Damien’s eyes, something that Diana had insisted I pack. My garter belt attached to my thigh highs, and the only piece of jewelry I wore was my engagement ring. My lips were glossy, and my hair in waves. However, my gift for him was under the negligee.

Damien had left to check on his mother, and I took advantage of my time alone at the hotel. I wore a satin white robe tied in the front, pacing and taking calming breaths. I looked at the sexy woman in the mirror, scared like a little girl anticipating what was to come. This would be the first time that Damien would see me naked since our first time, and I was excited to see how he would react to my surprise. I was also nervous and scared, but in the end, I knew that this was the beginning of our forever.

“My’!” Damien yelled out.

This is it girl. Let’s rock his world.

“I’m in the room.”

He walked into the room filled with lit candles that cast a romantic glow on the bed where I lay propped in a seductive, yet unnatural, position. I wanted to give him the full effect, so I placed my left hand on the bed moving it just so that the diamond would catch the light of the candles giving the desire twinkling effect I wanted.

“Babe, I have some great--,” Damien gasped as he saw me on the bed. His eyes roamed up and down my body as I continued to move my hand ever so slightly to emphasize my beautiful engagement ring. “You look gorgeous.” He slowly unbuttoned his shirt.” But you always look gorgeous, yet today is different.”

I watched as his beautiful muscular body flexed; my eyes trailed down to his sexy Adonis belt. I bit on my lip as a pool of desire heated between my legs.

“You know why?”

I shook my head and licked my lips as I watched his hungry eyes smolder with unbridled desire. He climbed up on the bed, gently pushed me back, and slowly pulled the hair away from my right ear, pressing his firm chest against mine and whispered, “Because you’re mine.”

I let out a whimper as he skimmed his nose against my jaw line smiling against my neck, and when he pressed his soft, moist lips against my collarbone, another moan escaped my lips. .

“I want you,” I whispered. Once again he smiled against my heighten skin. “Please,” I begged.

“Soon.”

He slowly slid the thin, silky strap off my shoulder and kissed my beauty mark. He began to tell me everything he loved about my body. With each kiss was a profession of his undying love for me, and I became completely helpless to his touch.

“I love you.” He told me over and over. I replied that I did too, weakly, but true none the same.

As he slowly made his way down my soft, smooth legs, he hissed when he saw my sex completely waxed and barely hidden under the lacey thong that match my negligee.

“You are amazing.”

He slowly rubbed the lace against my already swollen nub, and I let out a helpless moan, as he continued to torture me seductively. He blew against my thigh and trailed kisses along the other; his skillful touches and caresses were as painful as they were thrilling. Never have I ever felt so loved, cherished, and desired in all my life,

Our first time was carnal and full of lust, but this was heaven and harmony, our two souls as one, intermingling after all that we had gone through. I finally felt that I could have my happily ever after with Damien. I had always wanted love that could surpass Darcy and Elizabeth Bennett, Scarlett O’Hara and Rhett Butler, and Holden Dautry and Emily Boudreaux, and I finally had it.

Damien unclasped the garter belts from my stockings, and he looped his thumbs around the sides of my lace panties as he slid them down my thighs, over my legs and off my feet. He spread my knees slowly and blew against my sex until I shivered with uncontrollable desire. He leisurely kissed and licked my most sensitive flesh, as I writhed and panted and I saw stars behind my closed eyes.

“Oh my God!” I moaned as I clutched fistfuls of the duvet. I peered down, and our gazes locked as he continued to taste my wanting cleft as I grinded against his wet mouth. I shoved my fingers through his silky hair and shamelessly pushed him against my dripping sex as I rode the path towards ecstasy. I was so close; I was panting and begging for my release, as he devoured every part of me. Then there it was, the light at the end of the dark path, and I was ready to leap in headfirst, but he stopped and moved away from me. I felt deflated, frustrated, but before I could protest, Damien freed himself, and there before me on his knees was my gloriously naked man.

“There is no way I am going to let you cum unless it’s on my dick.” He pressed his hard shaft against my swollen sex, and I cried out as pleasure washed over me.

“Please!” He took pity on me as he slowly entered me, and I felt truly as if I had finally found my piece of heaven.

Damien

She felt amazing, and she was mine. There was nothing more primal than knowing that this beautiful woman would give herself completely to me, and that she was mine. I didn’t understand why I had denied her for so long, and that after all that we had endured, she was still here, and she had said
YES.
She would be my wife, and I would spend the rest of my life showing her the kind of love she has always desired.

My body convulsed with the urge to fill her with my love, but I wanted to fully appreciate this moment. I reached for the end of her icy blue negligee and pulled it up over her perfect body. I sat on the bed with her legs wrapped around my waist, and she rode me, her arms clasped tightly around my neck and her beautiful, full breasts bouncing in my face. I suckled her taut nipple as she cried out once more; she was close. With her head thrown back, her gorgeous face looking up, she rocked against me hungrily; I finally saw the animal in Mylie.

She locked her heated gaze with mine and pushed me down on to the bed so she could straddle my hips. She wrapped her soft hand around my throbbing shaft to position it, and she slowly slid down making me gasp with pleasure. She placed her hands on my shoulders, pining me down and would not let me move as she rocked her tight, slick cleft against me. Her moans were addicting and her scent was intoxicating as she continued to ride, and I enjoyed every bit of it.

“Oh my God,” she yelled out and rode me harder bringing me to the brink. Watching her lose control was so hot, and I struggled to hold on for her.

“I’m close,” I hissed, and she bucked harder against me but wouldn’t stop. “Baby.”

“I’m going to cum.”

Damn! She wasn’t the only one.
Her scream was music to my ears, and I let go, spilling myself in her. She collapsed against my chest as we both tried to catch our breaths.

“That was amazing,” she said between breaths.

“Hell yeah it was,” I said with a yawn. I slowly rubbed her body until my wrist brushed up against something on her ribs. “What is that?” I tried to push her back, but she was dead weight. “My’, what is that?”

“What’s what?” she yawned against my chest and lazily rolled off my body. She lay down on to the bed, so I had a full view of the taped gauze on her ribs.

“My’, why do you have that on your ribs?”

“Oh this?” She smiled, and I quirked a brow.

“Yes that.”

“It’s a surprise.”

“Really? Will I get to see the surprise?”

“Who says it’s for you? It could be for my other amazingly hot boyfriend.”

“Well, hate to disappoint Ms. Mier, but your very sexy fiancé may have to kill him.”

“Mmmm… I like the sound of that.”

“What part? Sexy fiancé or…,”

“All of it. I love knowing you’re going to be my husband, and you are very, very sexy. I love you.”

“I love you too, so what is it?” She giggled, and I waited patiently for her to say something.

“Well what are you waiting for? Go look.” I slowly pulled back the tape and moved it away from her skin to expose a brass knuckle tattoo and under it was

Always protect yourself and have no regrets.

“I can’t believe you heard me.” I remembered clearly what I had told her while she was in the coma. “You never said anything.”

“No matter what has happened, I have no regrets, and you taught me how to protect myself.” She shrugged, and I grabbed her face and kissed her deeply.

“I love you so much.” I kissed her again and again. She kissed me with much more gentleness than before, and we made love once more. Mylie and Damien, we were forever, and finally we can have our happily ever after. My last thought as we fell into a soundless sleep in each other arms was that we finally found peace.

THE END….

Epilogue

Now I watch you fast asleep.

Hoping I won’t find you and ruin your blessed glee.

But when you wake you’ll find you’ll never have peace of mind.

Gone will be your happy ending.

For before you say I do, you’ll be buried and mourned for by your friends.

Sleep Tight Mylie.

Acknowledgements

I wish to personally thank my family and friends for their contributions to my inspiration and knowledge and other help in creating this book:

My Children, Naiya & Erick:
My reason for breathing, living, and believing that anything is possible. You both anchor me to the belief of a better future for us, and that one day I may give you all that which you both deserve. I love you.

To my parents, Nora & Francisco:
I want to thank you for your constant words of encouragement and pushing me to fulfill this goal to write a novel. Love you both.

My brother Andres:
Although you may have left this world, you are a constant reminder of a solid promise I made to you, and I hope you will always know I will keep that promise. I miss you and love you always.

My Hidalgo Girls:
Maria, Kim, Alisia, and Mariah; All of your strength and unity reminds me that there are bonds that are so strong that nothing could ever sever it. I love you all.

My brother Carlos & nephew Leo:
You are my brother always and thank you for believing in this dream. Leo, I love you pumpkin and remember I will always be here for you.

Rabiya Dumas-Trotter:
You have believed in me since we were twelve years old, and I know nearly two decades later, you still continued to support and believe me. <3

Natasha Maldonado-Buckey
: You’ve been a sister for me in so many ways, and together we have ventured in many milestones, and there are many more to come. <3

A special thank you to the following individuals who without their contributions and support this book would not have been written:

Rhonda R. Dennis:
It is because of your constant support emotionally, mentally, and artistically you’ve pushed me to my limits and for that I am forever grateful. You are my mentor, the “Queen of Romantic Suspense,” and
Wrecked
would not have been completed if it weren’t for you. Thank you!

Maryann Inabinet:
My editor and savior at MAI EDITING SERVICES: You picked me up when I was on the floor completely devastated that this book may not have the expertise it so desperately needed.

Donette Jumonville Freeman:
My Proof Reader Extraordinaire, thank you for making the final edits of
Wrecked
and polishing up this book.

Alexey Sudenko:
Thank you for your wonderful photography and creating the centerpiece of this book.

Anastasia Fadeeva and Batyr Altyev:
Thank you for modeling for my cover and bringing the passion to this picture.

C.L. Foster:
You are a force to reckon with, and your positive vibes bring the darkest of moments into lit opportunities. You are a Phoenix and your fire pulls everyone into your light. Thank you for being a guiding light.

Ruthi Kight:
Thank you for being my extra sense when writing
Wrecked
and guiding me to write drama on paper.

Victoria Bright:
You have supported me in so many way but you always bring inspiration. Thank you for your help.

My Betas:
Diana Guerra Lopez, Heather Andrews, Lisa Ammari, Shaina Abbs, and Fred LeBaron: Thank you for your feedback on
Wrecked
and allowing this novel to be written with a piece of each of you.

My PA’s:
My two best girls, Melissa and Lana of Girls Heart Book Tours, you’ve made
Wrecked
a success through your blog tours, social media, and I have annoyed you relentlessly with feedback and I am forever thankful.

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