The wonderful Kahlen Aymes has allowed us a sneak peek from the 3rd book in The Remembrance Trilogy. Book three is called A Love Like This and Kahlen is still hard at work making it just right for us! If the third book is anything like this sneak peak you will be on the edge of your seat for more! This will be at the top of my TBR list when it comes out.
Enjoy~
The music coming from the band was a cover mixture of various artists; there were people dancing and the lights were low. The atmosphere was much the same as it’d been the night when I’d found that asshole Moore here with my Julia. That night started out badly, but where it ended couldn’t have been better.
I still thought about that night all the time. The kissing on the dance floor that finally connected Julia and I after months of denying the love and the lovemaking afterward had been so fucking profound the earth had moved. Jesus, the thought of it still rocked me to the core. Fuck, it had been hotter than hell. We didn’t even have sex in the traditional sense, but it had been one of the most intimate nights of our lives. Every time we touched, still amazed at the intensity.
The music pulsed and my eyes moved from the couple on the dance floor to the woman walking toward our table. When Julia reached me, her hand found its way to the top of my head and her fingers threaded through the hair at my forehead, pushing it back. The sensation of her touch felt wonderful and my lids dropped over my eyes right before she leaned in to kiss my temple. Her perfume only added to the miracle of Julia and I reached for her free hand.
My hand slid automatically around her back and pulled her close to my side as we walked through the hotel and up in the elevators. I drew in a deep breath.
“What’s going on with Ellie and Harris?” Ellie would have told her everything, and if I knew my wife, it was bugging her.
“They’re struggling a little. He’s asked her to marry him multiple times and she won’t agree,” she said softly. Her hand reached around my waist and she leaned her head on my shoulder.
“What? That’s crazy. Isn’t it? I thought she loved the guy.” I felt her head nod against me and I turned mine to place a lingering kiss on her forehead as we walked together.
“She does. But they’ve distanced some due to his traveling with the band and the demands of her job. They’ll work it out. You have enough to worry about,” she said softly as we made our way though the hotel room door.
Finally alone. I reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her roughly back into my arms while my eager mouth sought hers. “Julia, come here.”
I gathered her close to my chest and her arms slid up over my chest and around my neck as we kissed hungrily and I turned her toward the bed. It hadn’t escaped my notice that this was the same suite we stayed in on the night we were married. I was aware of it earlier as we showered and rushed out, but now I let my mind wrap around it. My perfect girl must have conspired with Jenna.
We kissed for a few minutes, each of us caressing and grasping, feasting on the other’s mouth like we were starving. “God, you taste so good,” I murmured as Julia turned her mouth away from mine to gasp for breath. I slid my hand up her back to twine in the hair at her nape. “This suite…” I murmured as my arm tightened around her waist to lift her onto the bed and follow her down, never letting go of her.
Julia nodded against my neck, her mouth kissing along the skin. “Yes,” she answered breathlessly. “We have it all weekend.”
I settled down on top of her, and she welcomed me into the cradle of her body, arching up to meet me. I pressed my erection into her softness and pushed my hips against hers in a slow rhythm. “Mmmm… Julia.” I pushed up her sweater with eager hands and started to kiss her again but she pulled back slightly, her hands threading through the hair at both of my temples.
“Ryan, you need to rest, my love. I’ll give you a back rub to relax you so you can sleep.”
I growled in protest. “I need you. I want you. Right now.”
She smiled and continued to stroke my hair. “Baby, we have time.” Her luscious mouth reached up for mine and she sucked the top lip between both of hers. “All weekend…”
My hand continued its quest upward underneath the soft cashmere toward the swelling flesh I wanted. My hand cupped around it gently and the pebbled nipple brushed my palm. Her breath rushed out causing even more blood to rush into my dick.
“I’ll sleep when I’m dead. Make love with me, Julia. I’m so hard it hurts. Please.” My free hand found her hip and I held her in place as I ground my hips into hers. “God, I’ve missed you.”
“I’ll take care of you, but I want you to relax. Lie back.”
I sighed against the skin of her throat as I pulled the neckline of her sweater down. “Take this damn thing off,” I commanded.
Copyright Kahlen Aymes, 2012-13
Ryan and Julia
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