Risk Worth Taking: Music For The Heart - Book Three

by Faith Starr

  She angled her pelvis toward my mouth. She loved when I went down on her. She wouldn’t say it outwardly, too embarrassed, but I knew her truth. The woman became unhinged, ready to blow the minute my tongue flicked her clit, which it did right now.

  She widened the space between her legs. I spread her lips and sucked on her, running my tongue down to her opening, probing her entrance.

  “Mmm.”

  I could relate to her sentiment, my cock stirring in response.

  No flesh remained untouched. I did a few laps around the area, consuming her, feasting on her as if I hadn’t been fed in days. Hell, it hadn’t even been twenty-four hours since we’d last fucked.

  My pinky took a trip around back. She tensed.

  With the flat of my tongue, I applied steady pressure to her clit.

  Her body began to shake, my cue to slide my little finger in her ass.

  “Oh my God, Logan!” She screamed at me and for me.

  It didn’t stop me from continuing. Her body writhed underneath me. I had discovered my sweet girl reveled in this type of play. Fuck yes!

  After removing my mouth and releasing my finger, I climbed over her, keeping my hand a good distance from her. I didn’t want to kill the mood by washing it just yet. It would have to wait.

  Her lids remained partially closed, her gaze met mine. “I guess the tabloids are right about you. You are the bad boy of Steam.”

  “That’s right, babe, and you’re the special woman who captured my heart and ruined it for all others.”

  She kissed me, winding her arms around my neck at the same time. Her tongue led mine, rolling over it, the two of them together having a party.

  She pulled away.

  “What is it?” I was unsure of why she broke our intense connection.

  “Hand me my phone.”

  “What? You want me to get your phone now?” Talk about ruining a moment.

  She nodded.

  “Okay.” I sighed and got off the bed.

  Since I was up, I cleaned my hands in the bathroom, then retrieved her phone from her purse in the foyer.

  I handed her the device. She tapped the screen, and music started to play. I recognized the song immediately, David Soul’s “Don’t Give Up On Us.”

  My heart softened, emotion overtaking me. This had been our song back in the day. Who would’ve thought the lyrics would turn out to be a metaphor for me and Drew?

  I said my thanks every night that she hadn’t given up on me—or us, for that matter.

  A tear leaked out of her eye. I wiped it away. We stared at each other for a few seconds.

  When I resumed kissing her, I took control of the tongue situation, using mine in a milder, less heated manner with hers. David’s soulful voice chimed in the background. It reminded me of the night when I had taken Drew’s virginity. We were at my house. My parents were out for the evening. The two of us had been dating for several months. Drew had dragged it out for as long as possible until she gave me the go-ahead. I could still picture her naivety as the two of us undressed. I had my own chunk of nerves going on.

  All awkwardness left when I held her in my arms. Nature took over, telling us both what to do. Not the greatest sexual encounter of my life but undoubtedly the most memorable. And all the love I felt for her then had grown by leaps and bounds.

  She wrapped her legs around me, in the same manner she’d done the first time we made love. I closed my eyes. Tears now pooled in them. I didn’t understand why I was crying. We’d had more than our fair share of bedroom fun over these past few weeks. I guess something about the moment, the music playing, the fact we were actually together all these years later when we should’ve never parted in the first place. Heady stuff.

  But in a way, I felt grateful I had experienced so many other women. It made me appreciate Drew all the more. Like I had just told her, she was the one who’d captured my heart and ruined it for all others, permanently.

  As I eased in and out of her in a steady rhythm, my eyes flicked open to find tears leaking out of hers as well. We gazed at each other, our bodies again letting nature take over and do its thing.

  Pressure began to build, and I closed my eyes again, my body tensing over hers as I emptied myself into her, giving her all of me in the process.

  She arched her back and moaned. I watched how beautifully she succumbed to the pleasure filling her. A sense of peace and contentment emanated from her. Her lips parted slightly and a soft breath escaped her.

  She opened her eyes to find me staring. Her cheeks were again a pretty shade of pink, this time from the aftermath of lovemaking.

  “Wait here a minute. I have something for you.”

  She gave me a questioning look. I pulled out of her and rolled off the bed. My backpack still sat on the floor in the foyer. I grabbed the box I’d hidden inside it when I’d packed my overnight bag and brought it to the bedroom.

  She shifted onto her stomach, lying flat but resting on her elbows, her succulent naked body sprawled out on the bed. What a magnificent sight.

  “What’s that?” She nodded toward the gift in my hand.

  I handed her the box and sat next to her on the bed. “Open it and see.”

  “You bought me a present?”

  She sat up hurriedly and placed her hand over her heart, her whole face lighting up. She took the box from me and opened it. Her jaw fell open when she saw the diamond bracelet with a white-gold heart charm hanging from it. She flipped it over in her hand, reveling in its brilliance. “It’s beautiful, Logan.” She smiled warmly.

  “Did you read what’s inscribed on the heart?”

  She inspected the charm. I had the jeweler I’d purchased the bracelet from engrave the letters L and D and the word forever on it, just like I had engraved on the plank of wood at the cabin back at the ranch all those years ago.

  “Oh my gosh! How thoughtful and wonderful! I love it! I love you!” She jumped on my lap, almost making me fall back, and hugged me.

  I brushed her long hair off her face and cradled her cheek in my palm. “And I love you, forever.”

  The End

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  Other Titles by Faith Starr

  Faith Starr’s books are all standalones but are

  best read in sequence

  The HILLTOPS Series

  Destiny

  Purity

  Diversity

  The MUSIC FOR THE HEART Series

  Hold Me

  Promise to Fulfill

  Risk Worth Taking

  The Music For The Heart Series will continue with the boys of On The Fence

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  First Up: Remember Me

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  Meet Faith Starr

  When I’m not managing my husband’s medical practice or taking care of things for one of my three kids, I love writing romance fiction.

  There is absolutely nothing like getting into the minds of my characters, bringing them to life, and giving them a lif
e of their own with all the emotions that go along with it. I am swept away, head over heels in love, with each and every alpha male I create and the confident women who steal their hearts.

  Being a romantic at heart, with a bit of a dirty mind, I relish creating stories that touch upon readers’ heartstrings, provoke thought, and hopefully provide a bit of insight into some heavy topics.

  Being married for over twenty-two years ─ holy cow, how time flies ─ I honestly believe in “Once Upon a Time” and “Happily Ever After” endings because I found mine. Aww, I know, so mushy. But that’s me, a softie with a big heart.

  Acknowledgments

  Writing Logan and Drew’s story took me on many highs and lows. The playlist combined with the characters deep love and affection for one another did my heart in repeatedly.

  With that being said, I wouldn’t have been able to get their story from idea, to script, to my readers, without the support of some special and important people who assisted me during the process.

  Ann Curtis who originally gave me the chance of a lifetime. You will forever have my gratitude. You did me in on this one, that’s for sure. I learned a ton. I may have complained about the overwhelming amount of revisions to my husband, but in the end, all the hard work paid off. Thank you.

  Rebecca Fairfax. You have taught me more than you could ever imagine with your suggestions and feedback, giving me a sharper eye in the process. Thanks for all your support, both editing related and otherwise. I’m blessed to have the opportunity to work with you. Thank you.

  Kelly Ann Martin for creating covers that rock, no pun intended. You are truly talented in your craft. I love your work, your enthusiasm, and your dedication. Here’s to many more covers together!

  Glow for your enthusiasm to continue reading my initial drafts, paying special attention to details, providing genuine and straightforward feedback, for your encouragement, friendship, and trust. You’re amazing.

  The wonderful bloggers who give me their time and read my stories. I am truly grateful.

  The readers who take time to read my stories and give me feedback. Thank you!

  My mom for always believing in me and encouraging me to trudge along even when I complain how exhausted and burned-out I am. And for promoting my books to everyone you meet even though I won’t let you read them. You have been, are, and always will be my biggest fan. I love you.

  My dad, who may no longer be with me physically but who I know is watching over me, encouraging me to continue following my dream, just like Drew did in this story.

  My three beautiful children for being patient, encouraging me to never give up and chase the dream, supportive, understanding of my endless hours sitting in front of my computer, and accepting (hopefully) my particular genre of writing. Still, like grandma, you guys aren’t allowed to read my books. I love you all. You inspire me in ways you’ll never know.

  My loving husband for being patient, considerate, and understanding of the tireless hours spent in front of my computer. Thank you for giving me the space I need to let my creativity shine, for being a constant sounding board, and for providing wonderful ideas and feedback before, during, and after the writing process. Your input is fantastic and greatly appreciated. But most of all, thank you for affirming my belief that true love exists. You inspire my hero’s in ways you can’t even imagine. I love you with all my heart. Always and forever.

  My higher power for giving me the inner strength to persevere even when I want to throw in the towel and give up; you are my eternal guiding light. I am forever grateful for your wisdom and guidance.

  Risk Worth Taking Music Playlist

  David Soul - Don’t Give Up On Us Baby – Logan and Drew’s song. I played it a million times during their final scenes and pretty much cried every time.

  Westlife

  Scorpions

  Def Leppard – Love Bites, Foolin’, Bringin’ On the Heartbreak

  The Baby’s

  Electric Light Orchestra

  Cliff Richard – Devil Woman, We Don’t Talk Anymore

  ’70’s Playlist on YouTube

  Toto – I Won’t Hold You Back