Forever True (The Story of Us)

 

 

 

Forever True

Copyright © 2014 Gwendolyn Grace

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Forever True is © copyrighted by Gwendolyn Grace and is protected under the US Copyright Act of 1976 and all other applicable international, federal, state and local laws, with ALL rights reserved. No part of this may be copied, or changed in any format, sold, or used in any way other than what is outlined under any circumstances without express permission from Gwendolyn Grace.

 

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

 

Editing and Cover Design by Fiction Genie © 2014

Photo Credit: Shutterstock

A & C illustration: Jessica Rice

For those who know firsthand that love isn’t always magic and rainbows, and yet

your heart always finds a way back to your true.

 

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter One

Alex

I loved her. I’ve always loved her. It was difficult to pull my eyes away from Court’s during the ceremony that made her my wife, again. So much has happened between us over the past year. Things I never thought I would forgive. But she is the other part of me that I refused to live without.

I tried, but I couldn’t.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife.” A balding man with a kind smile said to us both, and I watched Court’s face beam up at me.

“I love you, Alex.”

“I love you, too, baby.”

My lips found hers, and I was lost.

She was everything to me and so much more. I licked her bottom lip lightly before I slipped my tongue inside and tasted the sweetness I knew was waiting for me. She always tasted of cherry lip gloss and smelled of something floral. The combination caused pure lust in me.
God.
I could never get enough of her. Our mouths moved together for what felt like an inappropriate amount of time for a wedding kiss. A distinct cough pulled us out of our haze, and we both smiled at the officiant. I should have been embarrassed, but I wasn’t. She was mine, and I wanted everyone to know it.

After we sign all of the appropriate paperwork, I tugged her by the hand out of the little chapel and back to the hotel room. I couldn’t wait to have her again. I had gone nearly a year without her, and I planned to make up for it.

Last night was our reunion, and after we woke up this morning and announced our reconciliation to our children, I immediately asked her to be my wife again. The only problem was that it was Sunday and City Hall wasn’t open. Since the kids were already with Court’s sister, Macy, we each packed a bag and drove directly to the airport. I had enough frequent flyer miles to book two round trip tickets to Las Vegas, and we were on the 1pm flight. By the time we arrived the sun was setting, and we had no idea where we were going because we hadn’t gotten that far in our plan. I told the taxi driver to take us to the best hotel on the strip. The driver looked confused for a moment before putting the cab in motion. I pulled my girl to me and placed light kisses along her neck, loving the way she switched between moaning and squirming as she complained that the driver was watching us. I slid my hand under the hem of the sexy white dress she wore at my request. It looked so damned good on her at the surprise birthday party her friends threw for her last night. I ached to touch her, but I knew I had no right to. I’d never imagined a time that I wouldn’t be able to call her mine. It felt like I was being punched in the gut every day for a year.

“Wait!” Court called out, causing both me and the driver to flinch. “That hotel, right there. The one with the musical water fountains. Take us there!”

My gaze traveled reluctantly from her smooth thighs to where she was pointing her finger. I immediately recognized it as the Bellagio hotel. I’d seen it on TV before but never up close. It was an amazing sight.

“Please, babe. Can we stay here?” With the way her beautiful brown eyes pleaded with me, I knew I could never deny her a thing. I wanted the best hotel Vegas had to offer; I wasn’t sure if the Bellagio was it but if that’s where she wanted to go, then that’s where I’d take her.

“Sure, baby.” I nodded down at her and placed a kiss on her cute little nose. “Will you take us to the Bellagio, please?” I instructed the driver.

Once we settled into our suite, I asked the concierge to make all of the arrangements for our wedding to take place that night. These people had it down to a science because everything was taken care of seamlessly. Within twenty-four hours of seeing Courtney outside of the bar last night, she became my wife again. It was amazing how things worked out that way. Yesterday, I was trying to accept that I’ll never have her again, today; I’m putting a ring on her finger and reclaiming her as mine forever. 

After the ceremony, we didn’t have a celebratory dinner or a romantic limousine ride. We didn't come here for that. The reason we came here was because I didn't want to spend another night without her as my wife. So instead of doing the touristy thing, we ran hand in hand back to our hotel grinning at each other the whole way. I tugged my bride out of the elevator and into our room. I could think of nothing else but devouring her. I slid the key into the door and waited for the beep. I immediately lifted her into my arms and over the threshold. Court giggled as I walked clumsily into the room and stumbled as I closed the door.

"Put me down." She laughed as she wiggled in my grasp.

"I will once I get you to bed."

When we reached the bedroom, I slowly lowered her to the floor and took a step back. She stared at me with the seductive smile that always drove me wild. The fact that she wasn't aware that she does it made it even better. My eyes roamed down her body. God, that dress. When I saw her last night, she took my breath away. I stood outside and watched her through the window as she laughed and swayed her hips as she danced.

She was my dream girl. The one I always imagined myself being with. I knew the moment I saw her sitting behind the desk at the salon all those years ago that she was meant for me.

Last night, I wanted to run my hands up her thigh and under the fabric just as I was doing now. The way she shuddered made my dick harden. I lightly ran the tip of my tongue along the column of her neck, loving the smell and taste of her. Her fingers reached for the buttons of my shirt, and I stopped her.

“No, I want to watch you undress.” I bit down on my bottom lip and gave her my best smoldering stare, the one I knew drove her crazy. She looked at me a little embarrassed before her face transformed into a sexy vixen as her mouth curved up at one corner. I took a few steps backward to give her space. She reached under her arm and undid the zipper. Her eyes found mine as she slowly slid the dress down over her breasts. I let out an involuntary moan when I saw that she wasn't wearing a bra. The way her hardened nipples sprang free nearly brought me to my knees. Feeling encouraged, she pushed the fabric lower until the curve of her waist and the expanse of her hips were visible. She hesitated, and I knew why.

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