Forgotten Promise (Forgotten Series Book 2)

by Virginia Wine

  Oh my…this is the most unforgettable experience of my life. The promise of what is at the end of this rainbow is daunting. Compulsively, I want to jump into his arms now, and avoid the steps to get to him.

  Cartier, I’ve never dreamed I would step foot into any of these stores. And tonight all my dreams, ones I never knew existed, are coming true.

  A woman behind the counter smiles, holding a yellow rose—this makes four. “Miss Reid, I have an incredible surprise for you, but first a message.

  Written on a single white card. “Don’t’ panic, baby, it’s not that box.”

  She hands me the square velvet box.

  I slowly open it. The intake of my breath does not go unnoticed.

  She hands me a glass of water in a beautiful wine glass with a lemon floating at the bottom.

  I take a small slip. “Yellow diamond earrings.” I’m in awe, unable to keep myself in the now. It feels like a dream, not reality.

  “One of a kind,” she adds. “Here’s the mirror, please put them on.”

  And when I do I feel like a princess, no, a queen. Oh God.

  A card is handed without a word spoken.

  I knew they would look beautiful, Bryer. My princess, you have bewitched me from our first date, and the sparkle in your eyes outshines the sparkle you now wear. We’re getting close, baby, are you anxious to see me? I’m anxious to see you.

  There’s a limo waiting for you out front. Trust me.

  ~N

  As I walk to the front, four roses in my hand, the driver recognizes me and opens my door. The scent of romance all around me, as one single yellow rose sits alone on the seat. The weight hanging from my ears is reminding me where this will end, with Nathan. I’m dizzy with excitement. “Where are we going sir?”

  But he only smiles.

  “Figures.”

  We pull up to what looks like a night club, not what I anticipate, The VooDoo Lounge. The driver lets me out, and I wonder if I’m overdressed.

  He walks me in, holding the door.

  But I’m quickly swept away to a private doorway.

  A gentleman greets me, and stops to hand me a yellow rose. Six. “Miss Reid, follow me.”

  I’m led to a beautiful private staircase.

  “The rooftop awaits you.” The view is pretty amazing from here, the main outdoor patio is incredible, as the pastel colors cross the sky.

  “But there’s another level, you need simply walk up the outdoor suspended staircase to the 51st floor deck. Someone awaits you there.”

  “And where is everyone?”

  “Apparently your gentleman friend wanted the place to himself. Goodnight, miss.”

  I walk slowly, taking everything in. The lounge is luxurious, the view is breathtaking, this massive place to ourselves, its decadence. I start to climb and feel a little light-headed due to the height. I make it to the enclosed section, and there he is.

  Magnetic energy pulling me closer. The tux, I can’t breathe. I swear I feel faint. He’s the epitome of perfection, the sexy look of a master of seductions.

  “You made it.”

  My heart fails to beat at his smile, the full on double dimples, his messy waves, he’s the definition of sex. “How could I not?” Shyly looking into his eyes.

  “Six?” he asks. Looking at the flowers handing me the final six. A perfect dozen.

  “Thank you, thank you for everything.” Is all I can manage.

  He nods. “Love is not about finding the perfect person, it’s about finding the imperfect person that’s perfect you for.”

  I gaze into his eyes.

  “Uncle Mac,” he says, and we both smile in gentle memory of his true father.

  “And here you are.” Exchanging glances.

  “Closer, baby.” Reaching out to take both hands.

  “My mother would have loved you,” he says, as tears run down my cheeks, he takes his thumb and gently wipes them away. Then kneels, one knee.

  Oh God. Looks into my eyes, hands held tight, he looks up to me.

  “I promise to remind you every day, that falling in love with you has changed me into the man I always wanted to be. I promise to grow to love you more each day, because true love has no ending.”

  I’m shaking, as he attempts to calm me by running his thumbs back and forth over my hands.

  “You’ve given me the ability and willingness to give myself to you, all of me. Starting at forever and ending at never.” He pauses, swallowing an emotional sensation as he briefly bows his head, then quickly recovers.

  “Bryer Reid, I will love you until my dying breath, will you marry me?”

  “I’ll marry you.” The words come so fast, his smile shows of pride as he slowly rises to meet mine.

  He’s holding a beautiful baby blue box, he opens it, Inside sits a large yellow princess-cut diamond, a golden band with canary-yellow diamonds circling it. “Allow me.” And he slides it on my finger.

  My eyes suddenly sweep to his.

  “You’re my heart’s desire, my everything, my life, and keeper of my heart. I love you.”

  Leaving me speechless. “This will not be a long engagement.” I jump into his arms and kiss him with all the passion I have for this man. Damn, my man.

  Chapter Thirteen

  ~Nathan~

  Waving the electronic card in front of the sensor, I hear the door unlock to our suite. I look down at my new fiancée and take her hand. What a thrill it is to say that in my head, what it will feel like to actually speak the words at loud.

  Kicking the door shut, I lock it with one hand, never releasing hers. Immediately pulling her in absorbing the feel of her. Focusing on the sensation of her full lips soft under mine. Heart stopping sexy, she’s so damn potent. I feel my man card slightly slipping away in exchange for two hearts becoming one. I never thought that would be me. But here I am.

  “In my sex fantasy,” I start, unable to control my smile.

  “Yes go on.” A plea in her eyes.

  “I have your body as mine, all mine. Doing wicked things that will have you falling apart at the seams.” Attempting to control my primitive maleness. This is not a fuck you against the wall kind of night I tell my cock.

  I smother her with passionate kisses, as if heaven itself is in my arms. Pulling her towards the bed, where I purposely stage a few novelties. “Let me undress you.”

  Her only response is a nod.

  I feel the texture of her silk dress the pure delicate material under my fingertips, then falling from her shoulders pooling at her feet. “My sweet girl just transformed into a vixen.” Placing a wet kiss on her bare shoulder.

  She inhales and takes a small step back. “I always wanted to do this.” As she reaches up and slowly releases my bow tie, then seductively pulls it from my tux and leisurely tosses it away. Immediately my shirt is next, each button one by one opens and her fingers mischievously grace against my hyper-sensitive skin.

  “Nathan, mine forever.” Radiating desire her eyes blazing as they slam into mine.

  “Oh, baby you don’t know? I’ve been yours forever.” My cock screaming for release, in agreement. I slowly lower her panties, if you can call them that a scrap of white material, and slide it down her legs, smelling her arousal. A new level of desire is unleashed. My pants are off in record time. “Let yourself feel,” I whisper and lay her on the bed. “Close your eyes, baby, trust me.” As I admire her deep dips and curves in all the right places.

  “I trust you.” Her eyes closing, her hair spilling over the pillow, the peaks of her nipples harden without a single touch.

  I open the ice bucket and take one sliver, holding it between my teeth. I climb her gorgeous body, my lips knowing exactly what to do.

  “Oh God.” Startling her.

  My first touch is her mouth, running the sliver over her luscious lips, her mouth falls open where I placed the small chip of ice on her tongue, followed by feathery strokes with my tongue. Dragging my mouth from hers.

 
; “Feel me, baby?” Focusing totally on her. Another sliver landing on her neck, sliding it down in between her breasts. Her ragged breathing only heightening my own need.

  “So good, again.”

  As I admire her gloriously naked. “Eager, baby?” A fierce flair of yearning consumes me.

  “I can’t get enough, hurry,” she begs

  “Stop rushing me.” I chuckle as a whisper in her ear. Feeling the power of her searing need.

  Another melting cube slides down to her breast, and she gasps. I lightly swirl each nipple.

  And watch her face with fierce possession. “Lower?

  “Can’t wait,” she replies in between pants.

  “Nice answer.” Grasping her knees and spreading them apart, I’m between her thighs. The cube is long gone, Lips grazing her, licking her. I reach for the frozen torment and bury it in her sweet pussy.

  Her back arches, while I torment her as the ice hits her with the scorching combination of my heat and the cold cube. Building a gripping sensation completely new, completely ours. “Like it?

  “I love it.”

  Continuing my appreciation of her body, she was flying apart in my hands, as promised.

  “I need you, Nathan.”

  “One more indulgence.”

  “Yes, oh yes.” Delighted with her anticipation. I reach for the small bullet vibrator and adjust it to the essential speed, I feel her quivering from the sound.

  Positioning it right on her clit as my tongue plays around the edges. My greedy mouth taking possession. Mine.

  “Jesus, Nathan, I’ve never…” Lost in her senses, incoherent sounds coming from above, her orgasm builds. Waves of pleasure taking over. “Nathan, I’m coming, it’s too much.”

  “Hold on tight and feel the pleasure.” Preparing her for the potency I knew this would bring. The sound of my name shattering from her lips is beyond words. I feel her recover, and know round two is about to begin.

  Allowing my cock to cushion against her hot wet heat, I surge into her body, filling her while ripples of pleasure overtake me in a tidal wave. She’s matching my rhythm, stoking the fire between us.

  Reckless savage lust fueling me to take her harder, faster, relentless fucking, our bodies pounding. How far can I go? “So close, I’m so close.” I warn. “Baby, get ready for a wild ride.” Bare, reckless passion while I withdraw and slid back home again. My assault stirs into a primal need. Forcing myself to hold on to the headboard for leverage, I give all of me.

  “Oh, Nathan, I’m there.” Her cry of release consuming her climax, her entire body convulsing with her orgasm.

  “Fuck, Bryer, bring me home.” I was filling her with all the love I had. This time, felt like the closest I’ve ever been to another soul. I lay in her arms not knowing how to share this discovery. Cupping her soft blonde curls, as we both downshift to reality. We lay in each other’s arms, quiet sensuality brewing between us.

  “Fiancé, I notice you still have several other options on the nightstand here.” She tilts her head to the right.

  “All for you,” I challenge.

  “Can’t wait.” The tease.

  “Stamina contest again, sweetheart? You have yet to win this game.”

  “Shameless, am I?” Loving every second of her after-play.

  “I’ll say.” Nibbling on her ear.

  “Sleep, then round two pronto.”

  The arrival of breakfast wakes me with a light knock on the door, I wanted an early start. I have one more surprise up my sleeve. Vegas is a place unlike anywhere else, so sleeping beauty needs to wake.

  “C’mon, beautiful, time to wake up.”

  She squints one eye open with her hair strung over her face. “Says who?

  “Guilty as charged.” Taking in the sight of her.

  “One would think you had some top-secret plot?” Her mouth curves into a smile

  “Seize the moment, baby. Shower and get dressed.” Ripping the comforter off her sweet body.

  “Sheet’s next,” I warn.

  “No, I’m up.”

  As I watch her make it to the bathroom.

  Only thirty minutes later, my girl is ready, Fuck, a tight faded jean skirt, strides towards me as I notice the too-tight Rolling Stones T-Shirt, with a huge tongue on the front. I’ve never seen this before. “Love the tongue, is that a hint?” Running my finger around the edges of the graphic.

  “As if you needed one.”

  “I’ll say.” Grabbing her hand, I feel the ring, my ring. I bring her hand to my lips and kiss it fondly.

  We grab the next available cab, it’s a quick trip as we pull up to the High Roller.

  “You come up with the most outrageous ideas,” she says, nodding.

  “Indulge me.”

  She glances up at me with a wary eye. “Have we ever discussed boundaries?”

  Obviously combating her nerves. “Nah, not my thing.” Grabbing her hand, dragging her out of the car, chucking to myself when I hear a moan. I buy the tickets, and out of nowhere Mr. “All Eyes” is checking out my new fiancée, then he speaks.

  “It’s slow right now, night time is the most popular time to come,” he continues speaking, but not to me only to Bryer.

  There’s a reason for my timing, dumb ass.

  “The High Roller is 550 feet tall, and 520 feet in diameter, it’s the world tallest Ferris wheel,” he continues.

  What the Fuck, with a capitol F.

  “It was opened on March 31, 2014.”

  “Oh,” Bryer comments. “Is it safe?”

  “Oh yes, most people stand in the spherical cabin and look out the glass windows, admiring the view facing North and South.”

  “Yeah, I won’t be doing that,” she says, knowing she most certainly will, and she’ll be screaming my name at the same time.

  “The wheel takes thirty minutes to complete one full rotation.” He leans in even closer.

  “That’s all the time we’ll need.” Holy Jesus, is he going to stop? I pull her away in a huff, grabbing the tickets.

  “What was that?” she innocently questions.

  “You make friends wherever I go. Imagine that.”

  “Your idea, babe.”

  ~ ~ ~

  We step into the large glass enclosure, it’s quite impressive. And the doors close.

  “We have this all to ourselves?”

  Silly question. “Yeah, he said it was slow during the day.” I smirk.

  And it starts to move, the higher we climb the closer I approach her. There’s a charge of excitement.

  I’m positioned behind her as we admire the view that becomes more spectacular as we climb. “Put your hands flat on the window.”

  She turns her head slightly looking into my eyes, questioning. But her hands are there.

  I’m plastered to her body, my front to her back grinding into her ass. All thoughts become pointless but one.

  “If you keep this up, I’ll have my wicked way with you,” she threatens.

  “I’m counting on it.” Chuckling at the sight of her goose bumps. Sliding both hands beneath her too-tight skirt until I reach her panties, I slide them down, admiring her flawless skin. My fingers find their way to her pussy. “Jesus, you’re so wet.” As I play in her folds, only skimming her clit. An enticing image of what is beneath is making my cock crave freedom. Her head leans back on my chest and I see her eyes close in ecstasy.

  “You make me wet, Nathan.” Breathless energy building.

  Lifting her skirt, I slide the panties down her legs, and she eagerly steps out. My zipper is down and my cock free, I start to stroke myself, admiring her perfect ass. I nudge her legs apart and position myself at her entrance, playing in her slick heat.

  “Bend over, Bryer.” As she arches her back to better receive me. I slowly glide in. A familiar hot sensation squeezing me, I won’t last long if I drown in her delight. Molded against her, I pick up the rhythm resting my hands on top of hers, holding them in place, yet a feeling of connectio
n surfaces, instead of the need for control. “Watching you from this angle is X-rated, baby.”

  “The view isn’t so bad from here either.”

  Gripping her hips to accept me as my force becomes harder. How can I get that shirt off her? And with one hand, I slide under her shirt, touching her moist back and unclasping her bra. Her full tits release naturally, I’m kneading one and then the other. The sight of her tits swaying in the rhythm of my thrust is bringing me closure sooner than I want. I want to make it good for her too.

  I reach around, circling a loving attack on her clit. Her moans answering me.

  “Make me come, Nathan.”

  Fuck. All my resilience going up in smoke.

  “Follow me, baby.” Relentlessly moving her hips against mine, we both come at the same time, shouting each other’s name, or something. A naughty smile on my face as I hand her a few tissues I had in my pocket for this exact purpose, the look is priceless.

  “Here, put these back on, fiancée.” As I hand her the scrap of material she calls panties.

  My phone rings, unknown. “Not again.” If it’s the viper lawyer again, they’ll be collateral damage.

  “Mr. James, I’m calling on the behalf of the prosecuting attorney’s office.”

  “Not now.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  ~Bryer~

  He is seriously stunning, I admire him seated next to me on the flight home. Engaged. Midwestern girl catches city playboy. I never knew my capacity to love until this very weekend. Everything was suddenly clear, my future, my life, my man.

  I text Gen while we waited at the gate, mainly to tease her.

  Bryer: Engaged

  Tumblina: Shut the fuck up

  Bryer: I shit you not.

  Tumblina: Details

  Bryer: Too much to tell now

  Tumblina: Ring?

  Bryer: Yes, there is one.”

  Tumblina: Oh for God’s sake, is it big? Small?”

  Bryer: Yellow Diamond