My So-Called Perfect Life

by K. A. Berg

  “Make love to me, Ryan.”

  His breathing quickens, and his pupils dilate. A groan rumbles from his throat.

  Adjusting my hips, I lift my legs and wrap them around his waist, pulling him into the apex of my thighs, flush against where I need him most.

  “I need to feel you inside me, Ryan. Please don’t make me beg.”

  He grinds his hard dick against me, sending a zing of pleasure up from my clit. “I do love the idea of you begging but not tonight. Tonight, I’m taking my woman and making her mine.”

  He pushes himself up and sits back on his haunches as he looks at me from top to bottom like I’m a chocolate cake he wants to devour. Taking his cock in his fist, he rubs it up and down my slit, sliding through my wetness in delicious torture. He slips the thick head into my opening, and my eyes roll back as I feel the coolness of the metal of his cock ring.

  “God, you feel so amazing,” I moan as he stretches me with the thick head of his dick.

  He drives in fully in one hard thrust and lets out a guttural growl. “Fuck, it’s so good. I swear, your pussy is more addictive than crack. Tight. Warm. Wet. Perfect around my cock.”

  Lowering his head, he seals his lips over mine as he steals the breath straight from my lungs. He worships my mouth with his while filling me over and over again with his thick length.

  I had no idea how this night would end, but back at Ryan’s place, in his bed, with him inside me, loving me in the best way possible is a damn good outcome.

  My legs begin to quiver as the beginning of my third orgasm of the night builds in my belly.

  “Ryan,” I whimper into his mouth. “I’m going to come.”

  His thrusts quicken, and the pleasure courses through my body like a freight train.

  “That’s it, Dani Girl. Come for me. Come on my cock. I need to feel it. All of it.”

  The gruff rawness of his words unlocks everything inside me, and I succumb to the intense waves of rapture as Ryan owns my body. My eyes close, and an explosion of color fills the darkness I’ve been trapped in. Purples and reds and blues erupt as Ryan and I meld together on a level I never thought was possible to connect with someone.

  His voice guides me back to him. “There you go. God, you’re so beautiful when you come. And you’re mine. All mine.”

  I open my eyes, not wanting to miss the moment he gives himself over to me. The veins in his neck bulge as he throws his head back and groans deep from his chest while he unleashes inside me.

  “I can’t. It’s too good.”

  Ryan has always been a generous lover, but right now, I don’t want another orgasm. I want his.

  “Come for me, Ryan. Mark me. Make me yours.”

  As if my words unlock some inner caveman living inside him, he slams into me without abandon. His hips smashing into my thighs.

  “You. Are. Mine.” He punctuates each word, the last one timed perfectly with his last thrust as he comes in me, filling me, pussy and heart.

  His bedroom is silent, except for our heavy breathing.

  His blue eyes, bright even in the dark, shine with pure, unfiltered love. He kisses the tip of my nose, my eyes, my lips, my cheeks—anywhere he can get his mouth. “God, I fucking missed you. Not just this, but you.”

  “It’s your own fault.” I stick my tongue out. “I didn’t want to be without you.”

  He rolls, taking me with him. For the first time in our relationship, he doesn’t have to get up to deal with a condom. “I’ve always wanted to be with you, Danielle. Do not doubt that. I just needed to know that this was real. On both sides.”

  The urge to cry again is strong. Between the distance, the doubt, the love, and what we just did, I’m on emotional overload. “Please don’t ever do that again.” My voice cracks. “In the future, can we just handle our problems together?”

  “Baby,” he coos, kissing my lips as the tears break free and stream down my cheeks like waterfalls, “I swear, I will never let you go again.”

  He pulls himself from my body, and I feel his cum spill out of me. My cries turn to chuckles.

  “What?”

  I laugh harder, not because I think this is funny, but because, “I’m a hot mess. I have liquid pouring from every orifice of my body.”

  I do. Tears from my eyes, snot from my nose, and cum from my vagina.

  “Earlier at the bar, I was thinking how beautiful you looked, even during an emotional breakdown. You don’t hide from me, even at the worst times.” He pauses his thoughts and waggles his brows at me. “But we haven’t covered every orifice. It’s been a month since I’ve had you under me. There’re a few more holes we can fill with liquid.”

  I snort. “Dream on, pal. Don’t let the love and happiness fool you. You have way too much groveling left to do before I let you anywhere near my ass.”

  “You told me to make you mine,” he says. “There’s unclaimed territory. I made a promise to own you.”

  This is one of the things that just cements how perfect Ryan is for me. He doesn’t shy away from my emotions. He wants everything, even the truth about still being angry with him.

  “Let’s start with owning my heart before moving to butt stuff, okay?”

  “Your heart is mine. You gave it to me, and I’m not giving it back.”

  Epilogue

  Danielle

  Daddy’s smile is wide, brilliant, and filled with warmth. “You look so beautiful, Sweet Pea.”

  “Thank you, Daddy.”

  “I know what happened last time was horrendous, and my heart broke into a million pieces that day, seeing you so hurt.” A tear wells in the corner of his eye. “But it was all worth it to get to today. Ryan is a wonderful man who is truly worthy of you. I wish you so much happiness, my sweet girl.”

  I kiss Daddy’s cheek, feeling so much love wafting off of him.

  “I found a love …”

  Ed Sheeran’s voice croons, and that’s our cue to go.

  The ball of excitement in my chest explodes, and butterflies fill my stomach in the best way as the opening notes of “Perfect” filter through the air. I’ve dreamed of this moment for longer than I can remember.

  I take a deep breath as Daddy leads me inside. It feels like time freezes as I lift my head, and I find the man about to become my husband. The look in Ryan’s eyes surpasses anything I could’ve imagined. I swear, he penetrates my soul with the intense love that pours from his beautiful blue eyes.

  God, I love this man.

  His adoration for me shines brightly, clear for all to see. I could find those eyes in the deepest darkness. Ryan doesn’t even try to hide the way his eyes roam from my head to my toes, heating me from the inside out as they slowly move back up to my face.

  My man doesn’t look too shabby himself in his navy tux. His dark hair is slicked back in a way only Ryan can pull off without looking ridiculous. I don’t even think he realizes how huge his smile is.

  This moment is more than I could’ve ever dreamed.

  I think of all the amazing things still to come in our future, waiting for us to share together. Life. Love. Children.

  And to think, we have all this, thanks to chlamydia. Who would’ve thought that my dumbass ex-fiancé, a few shots, and some antibiotics to go around would’ve landed me here—with the perfect man to spend my life with?

  “You look incredible. You’re stunning,” he growls under his breath as he takes my hand from Daddy, who shakes his head and smiles.

  The ceremony passes by in a blur of love, tears, and vows.

  A chorus of cheers erupts as Ryan’s hands encase my face, and he pulls me in for an earth-shattering kiss. My fingers dig into the jacket of his tux, and I swear, my toes curl in my shoes as I feel every single ounce of emotion being unleashed into this kiss.

  “You might want to let her breathe, so she doesn’t suffocate before the reception,” Evan interrupts our first kiss as husband and wife.

  Ryan stares down at me with a level of passion that’s
a new high for us. “I cannot wait to see what’s under this dress.”

  My obsession with wearing sexy little outfits for him hasn’t lessened. If anything, I’ve become more creative. Our sex life lacks for nothing.

  “Who says I’m wearing anything under my dress?”

  He groans, a deep rumble emanating from his chest. “You are so going to get it tonight, wife.”

  “I sure hope so.”

  Our reception lived up to every single one of my dreams and more. I could never have planned for such a wonderful night. Even Evan’s comment in his best man’s speech about him being glad I didn’t skip out on this wedding, didn’t faze me. I just wish it hadn’t gone so fast. Don’t get me wrong; I can’t wait for Ryan to ravage my body, but I’ve more in store for Ryan than the pale pink corset I have on under my vintage lace Vera Wang dress.

  Amelia ran up here during the reception to place the gift I have for him where I’d told her to—under the chair in the bedroom.

  “I’ve been thinking about peeling you out of that dress for hours now,” Ryan says in a low, gravelly voice as we enter the bedroom of the honeymoon suite of the hotel. “I’ve never had sex with a married woman before. Something else to cross off our list.”

  Ryan and I have made it a tradition of sorts to keep adding new fantasies and role-playing ideas to our ever-growing list.

  This is the perfect segue to my surprise.

  I smirk and saunter over to him, slowly turning, giving him my back. He runs his fingers up my arms, over my shoulders, and down the open back of my dress to the zipper.

  The material slips off my arms and down my body, pooling in a circle of satin and lace around my feet. I step and spin around to face Ryan. I want to see his eyes as they roam over my body, taking it all in.

  I’m not disappointed. His bottom lip is pinched between his teeth, and he looks me up and down.

  The crotch of his pants look awfully tight as his gaze focuses on my ample cleavage. The contraption makes my breasts look fantastic. I couldn’t stop looking at them myself as I was getting dressed earlier.

  The G-string, garters, and stockings also add an extra sexiness to it. I spin, giving Ryan the back view again.

  Turning my head, I look at him over my shoulder. “I have something else you can cross off your bucket list. And I bet you’ve never thought of how hot the idea of it would make you.”

  I have no doubts about Ryan’s reaction.

  I’m just excited to see it all play out.

  Tossing a little extra sway into my hips, I walk to the chair Amelia put the bag under and, bending over slowly making a show out of it, I pull it out.

  Butterflies rise in my stomach as I turn back toward him, unable to contain my smile.

  “You got me a present?” he asks as I hand him the bag. “It isn’t just the lingerie? Ooh, are there cuffs and a blindfold in here?”

  I shake my head and laugh. “We’ve done that before. This is much more original.”

  So original that I just came up with it two days ago.

  He reaches into the bag and pulls out the surprise gift.

  “What’s this?” he asks, knowing what it is but not knowing either.

  The two of us ran out of STD toys to exchange a while ago. So, when I got the positive on the pregnancy test, I knew just how I wanted to tell him.

  “It’s a zygote.”

  It’s just a mound of blue with eyes, so it’s not easy to tell what it is.

  “A zygote?”

  I nod and finally let my full smile loose. “You know, what happens when the sperm cell and egg cell get together.”

  His eyes widen and spark at the same time. “You’re pregnant?”

  It’s hard to contain my excitement as I nod my head.

  Ryan—still fully dressed in his shirt, vest, tie, and tux pants—clutches the small toy in his fist and reaches out with his other hand, yanking me into his body.

  “I’m going to be a father?” he asks as if he can’t believe it yet.

  I nod. “You’re my baby daddy.”

  He grips my ass and picks me up, my legs wrapping around his waist. “You were so right.”

  “About?”

  His eyes heat with an intense inferno that warms the room to a whole new level. “I’m adding make love to my pregnant wife to the list.”

  “Sex with a married woman and a pregnant woman?” I raise my eyebrows and waggle them. “Does that count as a threesome?”

  He laughs and takes my mouth with a kiss. “God, I love you.”

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  Something was missing. Deep down, I wasn’t satisfied.

  It all started with dinner and a blindfold. We led each other down a path we didn’t know if we’d be able to return from. We saw a side of each other we’d never seen before. What’s more . . . we liked it.

  Indulging in our sexuality was the best thing we’d done for our marriage, for ourselves.

  Until it wasn’t.

  Some lines couldn’t be uncrossed. Some things couldn’t be undone. What happened when you’ve indulged too much?

  How could you ever fix it?

  Acknowledgments

  This is the most fun project I’ve done to date and I have to say I liked writing this style of book. Not that I don’t love writing angsty books that make you want to slap someone, but this was so much fun. It was weird not killing anyone!

  I hope it lived up to your expectations. Writing Ryan and Danielle’s story was so much fun. I had to do a lot of research on Chlamydia. It’s possible that the CDC is watching me now after trying to find out all the ways to spread it and its incubation period. It’s worth it.

  I love a good romcom and with this being my first stab at it, I hope that you enjoyed it and got a laugh or two. I know I did while writing. Mercy, Amelia, and Danielle remind me of my circle of friends. Brutally honest, ready to shit-bomb your cheating-ass ex, down to confront a bartender who gave you Chlamydia, and supportive even when they think you’re doing the wrong thing.

  Ryan is such a great guy. I always wanted to give someone a pierced cock in one of my books. This one was perfect for it. It just fit Ryan! Danielle was a fun character too. Her whole character was born after I read a story about a woman who went through what Danielle did, only she read her fiancé’s text message to all the attendees. I want her to be strong but vulnerable at the same time and I wanted Ryan to be the one to heal her. I love how they fell in love!

  Readers: Thank you for taking a chance on this awesome book. Who wants to read about STDs because let’s face it, there’s nothing sexy about STDs. But the truth is, this story isn’t about Chlamydia. It’s about how people can fall in love in the craziest ways. No judgement here. I think Ryan and Danielle’s story is beautiful. Not many people would get over getting Chlamydia from a one-night stand, let alone marry her. Rock on Ryan! But I thank you for taking a chance on this book.

  Hubby: I love you. You are the absolute best. You listen. You brainstorm. You give me the truth even if I don’t want to hear it. You sit by my side at all the signings. You label the condoms to make my life easier. You support every crazy idea I have, and I love you so much for it. I don’t think I could do this without you. You are my other half in all that I do.

  Isabelle: God, do I love you! Thank you for being my best friend. My rock. Thank you for always having my back and giving me your all, even when you have nothing left to give. I don’t know what I did to dese
rve a friend like you, but I’d do it again and again. I’m incredibly glad that you believed in this story as much as me. I couldn’t have done it without you.

  Tiffany: This cover. It’s amazing! You’re a genius. I’m glad I get to call you my friend. This story would have never been the same if you hadn’t told me all about those STD keychains. Thanks for fitting in all the last minute shit I always make you do. Luckily for me, you do it while you bitch me out about it! Thanks for always being there. I love you.

  XoXo

  Kimberly

  About K.A. Berg

  By day, Kimberly is a full-time student as well as a stay at home mom with four beautiful, crazy children. At night she’s steaming hot novelist. She’s a Jersey girl at heart and that's where she currently calls home with her amazing husband and children.

  Her debut release Inhibitions and the subsequent Uninhibited Series as well as the spin-off Apprehensive Duet both show her love of all things football. But not to worry, she'll still bring you plenty of steam!

  When not writing she can be found curled up with a good book or watching her beloved New York Jets. Lover all things romance, including a little M/M action as well as the dark and twisted. She enjoys video chats with her best friends and always loves to hear from her fans on social media.

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  Other Books by K.A. Berg

  The Uninhibited Series

  Inhibitions