Destiny's Touch, Liesbeth Assani Marrose [best big ereader .TXT] 📗

I tugged at my bracelet. “That bad?” I asked him teasingly. He stalked towards me & kissed me roughly, his hands moving to cup my ass. I moan as he thrusts his tongue in my mouth, taking full possession. He pulled back & rubbed his hard dick against my stomach. “This is what seeing you in that dress does to me.” He growled.

“You are stunning Char. You’re absolutely gorgeous. I’m going to have a hell of a time trying not to be a protective, jealous bastard & end up ruining your birthday party.” I must have looked shocked cause he grinned & pressed a kiss to my forehead. Then he turned me towards the mirror & I was dumbstruck. Staring back at me was one of the most beautiful girls that I have ever seen. My hair was wavy, framing & emphasizing the heart shape of my face. Lana had put a hint of shadow on my lids & my lips were slightly darker than my natural color, which made me look even darker than I was. And my eyes looked bigger & bluer than normal due to the mascara at the outer corners of my eyes. “Damn. I’m hot…”

Jared burst out laughing, clutching the side of his stomach. “What?!” Jared shook his head and wiped the moisture from his eyes. “Nothing babe. It’s just that I pretty much said the same thing and you seemed to have not taken me seriously.” I waved him off. “I thought you were just saying that cause we are dating. I didn’t know you were being dead serious." He hugged me and kissed my forehead. I pull away, trying to hide my tears to no avail as I thought of Tyron.

A wave of sadness washed over me. He wasn’t able to get tickets to come here so he would miss yet another milestone in my life. “Caroline what is the matter? Did I say something to upset you?” I shook my head. “Tyron used to do that. I really miss him. Do you think I can have a minute to re-group?” “I’ll see you downstairs. And please don’t go wondering by yourself in that dress, or I am bound to sock some poor bastard in the jaw.” I rolled my eyes and pushed him towards the stairs. I must have been up there for a while thinking because Brad came looking for me.

“Ali? Jared said that you were up here. What are you doing here all alone? The party is downstairs you know.” I turn and wrap my arms around Brad and smiled. “You know what? You’re right. Lets go party!!” He laughed and looped his arm through mine. We wound our way down the stairs and through the crowd. Brad “dropped” me off at the buffet table and kissed my cheek. “I know I didn’t say this earlier but you look even more beautiful tonight. I will go find Jared.”  He gave me a little push. 

“Until then go & socialize with your friends.” With that said he disappeared back into the crowd. Just then someone tap me on the shoulder.  I turned around only to come face to face with the one person who I wanted here as much as I wanted Jared here, Tyron, who I hadn’t seen in two years. “Ty Ty!” I launch myself at him, almost knocking him over in the process. I wrap my arms in a bear hug, inhaling the familiar sent of pinewood & aftershave. He breaks my hold effortlessly, gently pushing me back in the process.

“Let me look at you. Wow. You are absolutely stunning little cousin. Now a question for you Ali.” “What?” “May I have this dance?”  I took his hand. “You should wear that color more often. That red makes your blue eyes pop out.” “Ty?” “Yes. . . .?” “How in the hell did you get over here?”  

He laughed.  “When did you learn how to cuss?”  “Two years ago shortly after you left now answer me.”  He smiled at my directness. “Your dad flew me over from Omsk about a week ago as a surprise birthday present & there is a second part.” “What is the second part?”  “I am moving back to the States to finish school.” I paused & looked at his face. 

“That’s wonderful Ty. Does Brad and Victoria know you are here?”  “Yes they know. They have been helping me hide from you.” “So you have been hiding all this time from me?”  “Yeah.”  “Why?” He sighed, running a hand through his hair.  “Because Ali, I wanted you to be surprised when I showed up here.” “Well you succeeded in surprising me Tyron.”

He grinned me & I laughed letting the moment sink in. “Caroline?” “Yes?” “You must introduce me to this boyfriend your brother was telling me about.” “Oh God. What did he say?” He chuckled & mussed my hair. “There is no need to be nervous, he said good things about him which made me curious & eager to meet him. He’s here right?” “Yeah he’s here.”

Tyron held his arm out & I accepted it. As we went looking for Jared, I took the chance to greet my friends & introducing them to Tyron. All of a sudden someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around to come face-to-face with Jared, who didn’t seem very happy that I was with a strange well strange guy to him at least. I trusted my cousin.  Obviously Jared wasn’t joking about punching people’s jaws. Before he can make the mistake of punching my cousin, I wrap an arm in his waist. “Brad said you were looking for me?”

“Yes. I wanted you to meet my cousin. Tyron, this is my boyfriend Jared.” I saw Tyron give Jared a subtle once over before offering his “million dollar smile”. “It’s nice to finally meet you. Ali has told me a lot about you. But I’m going to warn you right now. You hurt her in any way they will never find your body.” Jared looked at me & then at Tyron before nodding. “Ali, I am going to go say hi to Uncle Eric alright?” “Ok, but let’s keep the vodka to a minimum okay?” Tyron laughed. “I will try Layna but I make no promises. It was nice meeting you Jared.”

“You too Tyron.” I tugged at my bracelet & brushed a strand of hair out of my eyes. “Jared? Why are you looking at me like that?” He smiled sexily. “Because you are beautiful.” My cheeks warmed—it was a flesh eating fire burning its way through my skin. Jared strokes my cheek. Grabbing his hand I head for the stairs.

Luckily for us we managed to slip away from the party without being noticed by anyone especially my dad. Sitting there on the bed with him next to me, made me realize something. “You, Jared still owe me a birthday present. “Yes I do. . . .What do you want?” I looked down to think about it. Everything I ever wanted I had. Except for one thing, but what if he doesn’t grant it? I looked up & met his penetrating gaze. 

I reached for the buttons to his shirt. One by one I undid all of them & gently pushed his shirt off. Then after pushing him down on to the bed, I asked him. “Now do you know what I want?” “Are you saying you want to have sex with me?” Maybe I should just stop there. No. No longer am I going to be a virgin.

I wasn’t going to be the only girl who just let an opportunity to convince her boyfriend to have sex pass her by. “Yeah, I do.” “Char I am most defiantly not going to take advantage of you when obviously you have had too much to drink.” He got up, pulled his shirt back on, & begun to walk towards the door. I stepped in front of him. “Wait Jared, I really do want to do this. I’m sober…I have had nothing to drink at all today.” He looked at me. “Are you sure about this?”

As an answer, I pushed off his shirt & rested my hand on his bare chest. Shrugging off my hand, he closed the distance between my mouth & his & scooped me up into his arms. Still kissing me, he walked over to the bed & gently laid me down on it. I only hesitated for a moment before pulling the gown over my head & tossed it on to the floor. Having already shed the rest of his clothes, Jared helped me shed the rest of mine. I locked my arms around his neck pulled him down & kissed him with such a passion that it turned him on right away. He caressed my naked body. He trailed to a place where no other guy had ever ventured before.

I screamed as he shoved himself into me. He paused & looked at me, the concern obvious in his eyes. Cautiously I shifted & he moaned, his hips thrusting unintentionally. Then just like that, the ache was over replaced by undiluted pleasure. Soon it ended. We fell asleep like that, entwined, his thighs cupping my thighs & hips, his hands around me, one of his legs wrapped around my waist. The next morning I woke up the sun across my bare back. I stretched.

“You know you look like a goddess with your hair down like that right?” I looked up & saw Jared on the edge off the bed. He moved closer to me, & kissed the side of my neck, running his fingers through my hair. “You were amazing last night. . . . I never knew you had that much passion.” To enforce what he just said I rolled over, now facing him, hugged him close & kissed him furiously. “There are a lot of things you don’t know bout me Jared.” He groaned & pulled away.

“Are you trying to start something again?  Cause if you are it’s working more efficiently than you think.” I smiled my most seductive smile. “Really? Is it working that well?” He rolled his eyes. “You honestly don’t know the effect have on guys Char?” “I have an effect on guys?  Huh. And here I thought I only had an effect on you.”  He looked at me, a smile on his face & then brushed his lips against mine. “Hmm. Maybe I should video tape it & show it to you.” 

“Ha ha very funny.” He chuckled & put on his shirt. “My plane leaves in an hour. I’ll see you after the break.” He leaned forward & kissed my forehead before slipping out the window. “This is going to be a long five weeks.” 

I opened my eyes to the sound of my alarm going off at 5:30 in the morning for my usual run. I changed into shorts, sports bra, t-shirt then brushed my teeth, before slipping on my running sneakers on. I looked in the mirror & pulled my hair buck into an elastic. Everybody says I look like my mom but the only thing we shared was our hair color. My mom was voluptuous with straight blonde hair & hazel eyes. Where as I have a curvy figure sparkling blue eyes & wavy blonde hair. “Momma!" "What?" I heard the door of the huge fridge where extra chocolate was kept, slam.

I walked into the kitchen, grabbing a muffin before hopping up on the counter to eat it. She looked at me before shaking her head and pointing at the chair. I grinned. "Morning. Is everything ok?" She smiled when I kissed her on the cheek. "Good morning, honey. Sorry, I'm just so stressed, Mrs. Honeywell is sick so I have to find a last minute person to manage the shop when your father & I go to Italy next week.” She wiped her face, probably trying to wipe the stress away. "Momma. I can do it. Plus the doctor