Forever with Me (With Me in Seattle, #8) by Kristen Proby
This book is dedicated to the Montgomery, Williams, McKenna, Nash and Salvatore families. Thank you for this wild ride. I’ll never forget you.
Writing this series has been an incredible journey for me. And to think, when I began writing Come Away With Me, I didn’t intend to write a series. That book was intended to be a stand-alone. But once I met Jules and all of her brothers, how could I resist giving everyone their own love story?
And I’m so happy that I didn’t. Many of you have sent me letters and notes telling me that the Montgomery clan has become a part of your own inner circle. Your family. This moves me more than I can ever tell you. It’s the same for me! I’ve lived with these people for more than two years, and they are very dear to me. I can’t imagine my life without them. It’s been a joy and a privilege to watch this family grow. To watch the friendships form, the babies be born. And I admit, saying goodbye is hard.
I struggled with ending the series with Forever With Me. But I truly believe that I’ve given each of our couples the best happy ever after possible. The Montgomerys will always hold a very special place in my heart, and the best thing about books is we can always revisit them.
So get comfortable, grab a steaming cup of coffee or perhaps a glass of wine, and settle in. I have a story to tell you…
“Wake up, sweetheart.”
Soft lips skim down my neck to my collarbone, making me moan and arch my back. A strong hand pulls me from my side to my back and those lips slide back up my neck to that spot right behind my ear that makes every nerve in my body come alive.
“What are you doing?” My fingers find their way into his thick, dark hair as I feel him grin against my skin. My nipples pucker almost painfully. His body is deliciously firm and warm next to me. I manage to open my heavy eyes to find Dominic smiling down at me, those ice blue eyes of his glowing in the moonlight.
“I think it’s pretty obvious what I’m doing, bella.” He cups my face in his large hands and lowers his lips to mine, kissing me gently at first, his lips sliding back and forth across mine, and then he settles against me, one leg planted between both of my thighs, his hard thigh pressing against the center of my universe with just enough pressure to make my hips tilt up against him, and he lays the sexiest kiss I’ve ever had on me. He tastes like wine and mint and sexy man. He’s devouring me in the most delicious way.
I knew Dominic Salvatore would be an excellent kisser.
My hands roam from his soft hair down to his shoulders and arms…his impossibly chiseled, strong arms.
“Don’t tell me no, bella.” His voice is rough as he kisses his way down my chest to one breast where he pulls my nipple into his mouth and tugs gently, making me rub my core against his naked thigh again. “Please. I need you.”
“This is crazy.” But I don’t push him away. Instead I plunge my fingers into his hair again and drag him up for another long, deep, hungry kiss. God, I can’t get enough of his mouth.
He shifts, settling his pelvis against mine. His cock is long and thick and moves easily between my slick folds, the head massaging my clit in a mind-numbing staccato.
“You’re so wet,” he whispers harshly. “Open your eyes.”
It’s not a request.
He’s staring down at me with an intensity I’ve never seen from anyone before. God, he feels so good. I drag my hands down his back to his ass and grip him firmly as I raise my knees high against his sides, opening myself up to him.
“I wasn’t going to do this with you.”
He clenches his eyes shut and tilts his forehead against mine.
“I can’t stay away from you. I’ve tried, bella.”
I can hear Italy in his voice. His body is tight with yearning, but he’s holding himself steady, waiting for my decision. Every muscle is pulled tight. He’s trembling.
How can I say no to this?
I don’t want to say no to this!
“Anything. Anything you want.”
I circle my hips. A slow smile spreads over my lips, as his jaw clenches and he mutters an Italian curse word through gritted teeth.
“Yes.” I whisper.
His hand palms my breast; his thumb circles my tight nipple.
“Are you sure?” His hand glides down my side and around to my ass, pulling me more tightly against him.
“You’re so damn wet, Alecia.”
He grins down at me, pulls his hips back, and then slides inside me in one smooth motion, filling me completely.
We both gasp, eyes locked, as he stills, buried inside me, and I swear to God, buried in the very heart of me.
Except, I don’t do hearts and flowers.
“Don’t make me fall in love with you,” I plead. His eyes soften, but he doesn’t reply, he just pulls out all the way, looks down between us and pushes back inside me and repeats the motion twice more.
“Faster,” I beg.
Forever with Me (With Me in Seattle, #8)
Written By: Kristen Proby
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- The One (The Selection, #3)
- Play My Game (Stark Trilogy, #3.7)
- Play with Me (With Me in Seattle, #3)
- Reaper's Property (Reapers MC, #1)
- Thief (Love Me With Lies #3)
- One Tiny Lie (Ten Tiny Breaths, #2)
- Grounded (Up in the Air, #3)
- Fifty Shades of Grey
- In Time (The Darkest Minds, #1.5)
Kristen Proby's Books
- ▪ Listen To Me (Fusion #1)
- ▪ Play with Me (With Me in Seattle, #3)
- ▪ Saving Grace (Love Under the Big Sky, #2.5)
- ▪ Under the Mistletoe with Me (With Me in Seattle, #1.5)
- ▪ Tied with Me (With Me in Seattle, #6)
- ▪ Safe with Me (With Me in Seattle, #5)
- ▪ Rock with Me (With Me in Seattle, #4)
- ▪ Come Away with Me (With Me in Seattle, #1)
- ▪ Breathe with Me (With Me in Seattle, #7)