BrokenObsession
Part Two
Written by
Trisha Fuentes
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For Zach
Hoping he will choose Plan A
Instead of Plan B
Chapter ONE
Las Vegas, Nevada
Reverend Michael Mulroney had seen couples come and go. Having been the Wedding’s in Heaven minister for nearly twenty years, he’s had his fair share of outlandish, fabulous, imaginary, both dazzling and humbled a wedded pair. He’s seen celebrities grope and tear at their clothes while saying their vows only to hear that they had the union annulled two days later. He’s officiated over pairs as old as ninety and as young as sixteen; pregnant, obese, mixed race, dwarfs, drunk, sober, foreign couples, once even a mob boss (who happened to be the father of the bride) that held a shot gun to his soon to be son-in-law’s terrified head at the altar. But that union was hush-hush and Reverend Mulroney was sworn to secrecy over that little wedding; and last he heard, the man was elected recently into state government and the couple had four grown children and were still married.
But without a doubt, his favorite to pledge in marriage was a couple who seemed truly in love, a man and woman who he knew in his heart were destined to be married and stay coupled forever.
Stationed before him was one of those pairs, the chap couldn’t take his eyes off his ladylove. They held each other’s hands intimately and only a few feet apart and not once had they glared around them or at other guests. They acted as if they were the only two people in the room; in love and on the cusp of rapture, and that’s how it should be, Reverend Mulroney decided.
“Do you Eduardo; take Amber as your lawfully wedded wife?” Reverend Mulroney asked the tall man, who wasn’t about to tear his eyes away from his lovely raven-haired lady.
“I would...forever, I would.”
“And do you Amber, take Eduardo—”
“Yes, I would.”
The Reverend cleared his throat, “I haven’t finished yet.”
Amber gazed over at the Reverend’s eyes, her hazel eyes widened with emotion, “I’m sorry...but I would.”
The Reverend smiled, the love he could distinguish in her eyes alone warmed his very toes. “By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and—”
The Reverend rolled his eyes once again because the couple didn’t even allow him to finish his pronouncement! The lofty man grabbed the woman’s head from behind and brought her mouth up to his. Their kiss, so sensual and impassioned, brought on a few gasps of surprise by even his witnesses! They braced their bodies with such force; they practically glued themselves together.
“...Wife,” he finished, “You may kiss the bride.” The Reverend looked away from the couple and over at the two smiling and crying women that had been the couple's witnesses; the older woman was holding a little boy—a fidgety little boy, the Reverend thought, who looked remarkably similar to the bride.
“Congratulations!” Sheila Thomas, Amber’s mother exclaimed, throwing her arms up in the air and reaching out for her daughter to give her a fond hug.
Amber towered over her petite mother and leaned down to give her a meaningful hug. “Oh I love you mom, I’m so happy right now.”
“Oh I know darling, I can imagine,” Sheila said in return, closing her eyes and feeling her daughters radiating joy.
“Your big sis needs a hug too!” Molly Fitzgerald, Amber’s older sister exclaimed, reaching out to give Amber another fond squeeze. “I’m so happy for you Amber!”
“Oh Eduardo, the ceremony was short but absolutely beautiful, I don’t think I’ve ever cried so much at a wedding before, especially at any of my six,” Sheila joked, hugging her son-in-law near. He too, had to bend down to give Sheila a hug.
Eduardo reached into his pant pockets and pulled out two key cards. “Sheila—Molly, there are two suites at the Bellagio waiting for you, meet us tomorrow in the lobby at five, we have a seven o’clock flight to catch.”
Sheila looked at her son-in-law bewildered. “What,” she asked in dismay, looking down at the key cards with the Bellagio emblem engraved on their front.
“Where are you going? I thought we were going to a reception!” Molly teased, watching her sister and brother-in-law wrap their arms about one another in unison and walk toward the chapel exit.
Eduardo gave his sister-in-law a far too burning grin. “Everything’s paid for in the suite, room service, and massages, day care if you want to go down to the casino and gamble a little bit. You even have a couple thousand free of charge to spend on whatever entertainment you desire. Thanks for being here, I don’t know where I’d be without you Sheila-Molly, I love you both, but now I have to be alone with my wife.”
Amber gazed up at her husband and caressed his cheek with her hand. She then gave a friendly good-bye and blew a kiss to her son.
Sheila rolled her eyes. “Looks like the honeymoon has already started,” she replied, watching Eduardo practically ravish Amber’s neck passionately.
*****
Does happily ever after really exist? It does for Amber and Eduardo Sanchez.
It’s true and incredulous to believe that Eduardo Sanchez was once Amber’s brother-in-law. But if she had met him first, she would have married him in a heartbeat. The two of them were meant to be; soul mates, one half the same person. They had been to hell and back and never believed that they’d really be together after all the lying and deceiving that they did. Fifteen years of loving each other secretly and continuing a three-year physical affair, until one-day Amber decided she wanted more from their clandestine relations and asked Eduardo to leave his wife, her sister-in-law, Leticia, for her. Eduardo balked at the idea, claiming the scandal would destroy his family and opted to continue on with their affair. Amber was willing to do anything for Eduardo and decided she was going to leave her husband and her kids for him, why wouldn’t he do the same? Eduardo had misrepresented himself all those years and they never really did have any kind of future. Telling her that he loved her was just a device to continue on with their affair. She felt like a fool back then because she kept on falling for his unvarying charm and Amber felt used, discarded, ashamed and unwanted. Her Father Figure didn’t want her anymore and Eduardo forced Amber into making a harrowing obsessive irreversible decision, causing Amber to try to take her own life.
The moment they arrived on their floor, Eduardo scooped up his bride and walked her down to the honeymoon suite on top of the Bellagio hotel. They were kissing and necking the whole way through and Eduardo nearly buckled under his knees when he reached the doorway. �
��The key card,” he breathed, not venturing far from Amber’s heavenly skin.
“Where?” She quietly mouthed, roaming his pant pockets searching for the card. Amber beamed when she found something else inside his pants. Solid and tempting, Eduardo’s erection was tough to ignore.
Amber sliced the key card across the electronic door lock and the door immediately opened. Eduardo then nudged the door open wider with his knee and dropped Amber’s thighs so she could maintain her balance immediately.
“Over the threshold, now onto consummating this union,” he breathed, grabbing his wife into his arms and immobilizing Amber against the suite wall. He wanted to devour her—he waited so Goddamn long. Sixteen months since they last made love. Sixteen months since he last kissed her like this. Hot burning passion consumed him as he continued to buss her skin, up and down her neck, her shoulders, hurriedly ripping off all her garments.
Amber opened up her eyes and surveyed the suite. The room was exquisite...oh God that was nice...the space was stunning! The bed, the couch, the view...oh good Lord, Eduardo was naughty! Amber looked down at him as he knelt to the ground and released Amber of her white slacks then her underwear.
“Good God Amber,” Eduardo huskily uttered, “I want to practically eat you—you taste so good.” Eduardo allowed his hands to roam her body at will, all the while kissing her flat stomach, tonguing her navel, up her mid section then circling around her nipples. “Excuse me,” he roughly expressed, “I apologize for not being patient,” he breathed through sucking her bust, “but I’ve waited so long—I’m a little out of control.”
Amber smiled and watched her husband as he practically engulfed every inch of her upper body; trying to fit her plump mounds into his entire mouth, continuing to grind her erotically and spiraling a runway inferno between her legs. She instantly brought to mind the first time they had made love. Eduardo had her up against the hotel room wall, like he was doing now; his body compressed against hers in a seductive animalistic way. She couldn’t even move, his leg was between hers and she nearly climaxed from the way he pressed against her carnally, granulating and bringing her to a mania she needed controlled. He was doing that now and he was such a vulgar psychopath! “You are such a tease! Enough already with the foreplay! Would you just fuck me already?” Amber pleaded, feeling Eduardo’s mouth release from her body and brought up to hers awarding her a wicked grin before lifting her up and throwing her to the bed.
Amber’s known him for more than fifteen years, but had only been sleeping with him for the past three. She married his younger brother Victor right out of high school, but knew something was missing in their marriage from the very beginning.
Passion.
Amber always craved the love she missed by not having a stable Father Figure in her life, one daddy and the strength of an authority in her life; and late in her marriage she realized the reason why she was so attracted to Eduardo in the first place, he produced that fervor she never had with her husband. She had love in abundance though, from Victor loving her, worshipping her, but Amber always felt incomplete, as if she was walking around with an outer shell surrounding her body. When Victor would kiss her, when they would make love, there was always something absent from their intimacy.
The day she met Eduardo, he was twenty-five and just home from graduating Harvard Law School, and boy, was he something else. Arrogant as hell and so lovely to look at, he was single then and owned his sexuality. Amber never met anyone so incredibly confident before! They were friends first and Eduardo held back his infatuation for Amber while Amber and his brother got married, had a child, bought a house and made another baby. He fell in love with Amber on their first meeting, but restrained himself in fear of losing his brother’s trust.
Eduardo at forty was like fine wine and just as sexy. Having matured well, Eduardo was still employed by the high-priced Century City law firm, Aldridge & Watson. He was well known in the legal community and considered somewhat a celebrity defense attorney now and oftentimes had his picture taken by the paparazzi alongside his movie star clientele, and, at six feet four inches tall, Eduardo Sanchez was not only intimidating in height, but exuded confidence and charm. And, as of late, Eduardo couldn’t walk into a room without every head turning to gape at him. Men included, Eduardo was a man to be envied. He was accustomed to grabbing the attention of crowds and exercised his magnetism skillfully.
And with women…well, let’s just say with green eyes, nut-brown hair, broad shoulders, slim waist, lean hips and muscular chest, women all around him couldn’t help but fall head over heels in love with Eduardo Sanchez, Esq. at first sight.
But with all the attentiveness he’s endured over the years, with considerate focus from females alone, there was still just one woman he’s ever truly loved. One solitary female that stirred the nerves in his stomach when he looked at her, one particular woman he allowed to ruin his trust with his family, break a bond with his brother and one woman who he’d walk through fire for…did walk through fire for, and that was his wife.
Amber Fitzgerald Sanchez…now his wife, for the rest of her life!
Eduardo made sure that his wife got everything she ever dreamed of when she woke up from her comatose state. Before her despondency, Amber stated that she wanted to wake up in each other’s arms, take walks on the beach and go away together. After their brief stay in Las Vegas they were off to the islands of Fiji—where Eduardo had arranged a four-week stay on a very secluded island.
Chapter TWO
Turtle Island to be exact and Eduardo had rented the entire island for the month. Turtle Island provided an all-exclusive exotic vacation with private beaches and breathtaking crystal blue water. The site of the film location “Blue Lagoon” starring Brooke Shields, Turtle Island was the closest thing to heaven on Earth for the newlywed couple.
Amber and Eduardo were at the resort, checking in their baggage, when Eduardo grabbed Amber by her waist and brought her body into his for a kiss. Amber wrapped her arms around his neck and melted into happiness.
The attendant handed the twosome their keys and was chagrined at the sight of the couple groping each other’s bodies as if they were alone.
Eduardo broke apart from Amber and held out his hand for the man to place the key in. “Bring our bags to us in about two hours—”
“Four,” Amber corrected him, smiling and not venturing off from his erotic gaze.
“Six,” Eduardo grinned back at her, shoving the keys into his pants pocket.
“Six!” Amber hooted. “Oh my, planning for an adventure, Mr. Sanchez?”
Eduardo grabbed her into him again as Amber flung her head back feeling Eduardo twirl her body around into a circular motion.
The moment they reached their private bungalow, their clothes escaped their bodies. Amber pulled his shirt over his head, Eduardo unzipped her skirt and Amber drew down his pants while Eduardo unhooked her bra, and there they stayed, naked and alone with another for nearly four days.
Amber came out of the bathroom dressed in a Hawaiian motif sarong and turquoise bikini top intending on visiting the beach. Eduardo’s mouth dropped open wide, she looked absolutely gorgeous. Her hourglass figure tight and lean; her breasts sprung to attention and he couldn’t keep his eyes off her 34-D’s.
Amber beamed and posed for him in the doorway. “I see that you like it?”
“Are you kidding? We’re not going to make it to the beach dear girl.”
Amber whined, “Oh, you promised! I want to see the ocean at least once while I’m here. We’ve done nothing but make love for four days!”
“And my wife is complaining?” Eduardo guffawed, “Most wives would be jealous of you and your insatiable husband.”
Amber thought about it, smiled and then headed for the door, taunting him. Eduardo grabbed her waist from behind and pulled her body back in. “Oh no, you’re not getting away dressed like that.”
“Eduardo, you are so bad!” Amber teased at him, grabbing his neck and pulli
ng him in for a soft hearted kiss.
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