Beautiful Rose

by Missy Johnson

  We made our way to his bedroom, albeit very slowly. Every few seconds he’d stop walking and start kissing me again, and I’d melt into his arms. We made it to the kitchen when he suddenly threw his arms around my waist and hoisted me onto the counter.

  “You drive me crazy,” he muttered, his fingers running down my shirt, popping each button open in the process. I shrugged it off my shoulders and let him slide it down my arms. His arm extended behind my back, and with a single flick my bra was undone. He definitely had experience there.

  “Let me play with your breasts,” he said, sliding the straps of the bra down until that too was off. “That’s better,” he smirked. He looked up at me as he placed his lips over my nipple and began to suck. My legs curled around his waist as I clutched onto his hair, pulling him closer to me.

  “Oh my god…” I breathed. He pulled back slightly so I could witness his tongue circling around my now very erect nipple. This was so hot. Suddenly, I was in his arms. I squealed as he carried me into the bedroom, throwing me down on the bed. I laughed as he fell next to me and pulled me on top of him. “You’re crazy,” I giggled as he cupped my breasts.

  “Crazy for you,” he smirked. I squealed as he rolled me over again, so I now lay on the bottom. With a mischievous look in his eyes, he worked his way down toward the end of the bed. I gasped as I felt his finger trace the outside of my panties. His hands enclosed around the waistband of my skirt, tugging it until it slipped off over my legs. I lay on his bed wearing only my light pink lace panties. He winked at me, then ran his tongue along the outside of my panties.

  “Oh god, stop teasing me!” I gasped. One hand curled around the bar at the head of the bed, the other latched onto his hair. He chuckled. He slid my panties off and pushed my thighs further apart. I sighed as his tongue touched my wet pussy. God, he felt amazing. It took all my resolve not to bury his face between my legs. My hips bucked as he began to tease my clit, sucking gently, then harder, then gently.

  “You’re so sweet,” he mumbled, “tastes so good.” Oh god this was too much. This guy was a god. Nobody was this good. But he was, and he was all mine. His tongue moved inside me, every touch bringing with it a new sensation.

  “I’m so close,” I whispered, wishing this feeling could last forever. My back arched as he licked me faster, sending me into the most magical orgasm I’d ever experienced. “Ohhhhhh!” I gasped, pushing him away and pulling him closer at the same time. My pussy throbbed as the blood rushed through it. “Holy shit,” I mumbled.

  He laughed, and wriggled his way back up to me. “How was that?”

  “Words cannot explain,” I sighed, smiling. I felt like I was floating, lost in my own world of post-orgasmic ecstasy. “Come here,” I said, pulling his face toward me. He kissed me, I could taste myself on his lips, as his tongue massaged mine. Parting my legs, I wormed my way under him, his erect cock pressing against my wetness.

  “Are you sure you can handle it?” he teased, reaching into his drawer for a condom. I nodded as he rolled it on. He slowly pushed his length inside me. “You feel so good,” he whispered, his momentum increasing. He thrust himself inside me as his breathing began to get heavier.

  “Roll over,” I said, “I want to ride you.” He pulled himself out of me and collapsed on his back. I mounted him, closing my eyes as he glided back inside me. “Mmm,” I moaned softly. He placed his hands on my hips and rocked me back and forth, in sync with my grinding myself against him. I could feel his cock begin to swell inside me, throbbing as he rocked me harder and faster.

  “Oh hell, Rose,” he gasped as he exploded inside of me. “God you’re amazing.” His thrusts slowed, eventually stopping completely. I rolled off him and cuddled up under his arm. He turned to me and smiled. I leaned up and kissed his forehead, both of us sweating and out of breath. “I love you.”

  “I love you too,” I whispered, my voice catching on my tears. So this is what happiness felt like.

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Jack

  My eyes flew open. It took a moment for them to adjust to the darkness in the room. I reached for my phone. Three in the morning. Rose was still asleep in my arms, both of us lying on top of the bed, naked and uncovered. Gently, I pushed her onto her side so I could move my arm out without waking her. I stood up and grabbed a blanket. I quietly placed it over her. She stirred, but didn’t wake.

  I crept out of the bedroom and made my way down to the living room. I was still amazed at what had happened yesterday evening. Seeing Rose up on that stage, singing to me. I felt a new sense of love and pride for this amazing woman.

  I clicked open my laptop, and opened my email. I wasn’t expecting a reply from Luke just yet, but there it was, highlighted in bold, waiting to be read. Opening it, I began to read.

  Jack,

  Wow. It was a hell of a surprise to hear from you. A good one though. I’m glad you’re life is coming together. It’s what Belle would’ve wanted. It’s what I wanted too. I’ve known you a long time, and I know what a caring, loving man you are deep down inside. You try to hide it because you’re afraid of being hurt, but I know it’s there. If that Jack is surfacing more and more—and it sound like he is—then I’m happy for you.

  Are you seeing anyone? I hope you’ve found someone that deserves your love and strength.

  Sally is well, and Annabelle is a little package of energy—into everything. We are expecting a little boy in two months. Maybe you will come and visit us someday?

  Keep in touch, Jack. You have my number. I’d love to hear from you.

  Luke.

  I read the email over and over, each time creating more and more emotion. I closed the laptop and lay down on the sofa, staring at the ceiling. Belle had been my first love. She had taught me so much about myself, even in death. The bond we’d shared would always be there, even with the life I was about to create with Rose. And that was okay. Losing Belle didn’t mean I had to stop living. I think I was finally believing that.

  After a lot of thought, I’d decided not to tell Alex about finding our mother. If he wanted to find her he would have looked himself, and I wasn’t ready to speak to her yet. Nineteen years had gone by and she had never attempted contacting us. She had a new family—A new life. Just like I was about to start mine.

  THE END.

  Previews

  Book Two in the Beautiful Rose series will be entirely Alex’s POV

  ETA early 2014.

  Excerpt:

  “You know Alex,” Darcy began. I glanced at her, dreading what was about to come out of her mouth. “Rose and I were talking, I have a great friend we think would be perfect for you.” She shot a look sideways at Rose, who was smiling at me.

  “Last time it was no, and guess what? It’s no this time.” I sighed, and threw my cards onto the table. “If I wanted a girlfriend, trust me, I’d have one.” I had no idea what it was with her and Rose, and their constant need to fix up people. This had been going on for months.

  Of course, telling them about Mila would put an end to all that, but I wasn’t ready to share her just yet…not even with Jack.

  “For fucks sake, leave the poor guy alone!” Jack said, smirking. “He’s related to me. We never have any trouble picking up chicks.” His grin faltered as Rose glared at him. I chuckled, happy to see him in trouble for once.

  “Besides,” Jack smirked, raising his eyebrows, “I hear there is a hot blonde getting out of prison next month who might be on the look-out for a man to keep her in line.”

  I snorted, my mouthful of beer almost shooting across the table. “Harmony? Man, I’d never go there. Like…ever.”

  Rose and Jack had been together for over six months now. She brought out a side to him that had been kept well hidden for too long. Likewise, Jack did a lot for Rose. Though I wasn’t her therapist anymore, we still talked. A lot. She was still getting help for her PTSD, and slowly things were progressing forward.

  “Well, I didn’t mean me, obviously. I don’t ne
ed to pick up when I have the most amazing, sexy girlfriend right here,” he leaned over to her, nuzzling gently on her neck. The rest of us groaned.

  “Alright, and I’m out.” I stood up and threw on my jacket. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” I said to Jack. “Night everyone.”

  As I walked to my car, I texted Mila to say I was on my way. Eventually, I’d need to tell Jack, but for now, I was happy that she was my little secret. It had absolutely nothing with the fact that I was terrified of his reaction.

  Nothing at all to do with that.

  Have you read Seduce (Beautiful Rose 0.5)?

  Twenty-five year old Jack Falcon doesn’t do relationships, and why would he when he has woman after woman literally throwing themselves at him? For Jack, life is perfect just the way it is. He works hard and he plays harder.

  Jack’s life changes when he meets Belle. Unlike any woman he’s ever met, there is something about this girl that makes him unable to keep away, something beyond the youthful beauty and her innocent spirit. Belle is strong and independent, a big leap from the usual brainless women he tends to attract.

  Jack begins a dangerous game. He is determined to seduce Belle, and without realizing it, his feelings for her develop beyond anything he has ever felt before. Things become complicated when he learns there are good reasons as to why he should stay the hell away from her.

  How can you stay away from someone you want to spend every waking minute with? And what do you do when you know eventually you will destroy that person?

  As their feelings for each other deepen, Jack struggles with his own internal demons which threaten to rip them apart. Jack is torn between following his heart and listening to his head, which keeps telling him he is not good enough for her. She deserves better than what he can give her.

  How far will he push before they both fall over the edge?

  The Progress Series

  Progress (Progress #1)

  Interrupted (Progress #2)

  Rewired (Progress #3)

  By Amy Queau

  “…This is a MUST READ series!” –Jessica’s Book Review

  “…Progress was heart breaking, devastating, and so real.” –Divas BookBlog

  “…FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER I CHOOSE A SIDE. I think Charlie should be with Samuel. But I have to wait for book 3 to find out.” –Reality Bites Let’s Get Lost

  “… My heart is still racing. It was an emotional roller coaster that will have you screaming at the characters as you face their ups and downs.” –Author Beth Rinyu

  “…I loved how the majority of Progress focused on their friendship. Don’t get me wrong; I love epic love stories where the characters fall madly in love two seconds into the novel, but this was different, and in a refreshing way.” – Author Kaitlyn Oruska

  Progress (Progress #1) Synopsis

  He is exactly what she needs. But how far into his mind is she willing to go? Jesse has a curious attraction to Charlie, a hostess at the restaurant where he works. Outwardly he’s rude, awkward and unapproachable. But his sudden bursts of charm are inescapable. A devastating childhood filled with physical and emotional abuse have left him complex and frigid. Charlie, an innocent, is quickly mystified. Her craving for him generates an infatuation and a purpose. Losing weight and gaining confidence, she begins taking more risks. She defies her past, damaged and tender, in order to move ahead. If nobody makes the first move then nobody gets hurt. Their journeys take them down parallel paths which leave them just as emotionally unmatched and conflicted as the day they met. As the story progresses the viewpoints change, giving the reader an insight to the character’s thoughts and feelings.

  “…The author, Amy Queau knows how to tell a story like no one else. These characters felt REAL, the story felt REAL, the ending was REAL.” –Review of Rewired

  The first two books in the Progress series by Amy Queau are now available, exclusive to Amazon.com. The third and final book in this series, Rewired, has an expected release date of November 29, 2013.

  Table of Contents

  Prologue

  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 Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Chapter Thirty

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Previews to other works

  Prologue - July 2010