Twenty-seven year old Ocean Hawthorne thought he’d known loss and pain when his twin sister Stormie died. It was his fault the world would no longer see her beautiful smile or hear her captivating laughter. The former world champion in the vicious world of MMA fighting thought he’d been through the worst and has now carried that guilt and pain with him since. Then he met Livie Acosta. The moment he laid his eyes on the exotic beauty, he was hooked. In that split second of looking into her wild and hurt eyes, his heart began to beat again. He knew then that he would never be able to let her go… but was that the right thing for him to do? Because yet again, Ocean found himself surrounded by a familiar darkness, a pain so strong that even breathing hurt, and living felt impossible. He’d pushed too far in the effort to love and help her, and now… now he didn’t know if he’d ever see her again. Lawrence Hawthorne has been through the ringer when it came to hurt and disappointment, but nothing could have prepared him for the possibility of losing Livie. He’d just found her and now—well, now he didn’t know what to think. To him, Livie was more than just a girl, more than just a friend. To Law, Livie was someone he needed to help and protect, even from herself, and he’d failed that simple task. Will the Hawthorne cousins who have sworn to protect Livie survive her selfish act, or will they crumble, yet again?
Her eyes ravaged me over and over as she crept her way towards me. I sat up when Liv rushed over to me, pushing down on my shoulders, HARD. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. If she wanted to do what I think she wanted to do, it was going to hurt. She could barely take me when I had her on her back. Her riding me after not having sex for so long was not a wise choice.
"Baby, come on. Let me warm you up first."I licked my lips.
She wagged her finger at me. So I caved. I scooted up the bed resting my head on a pillow. I placed my left hand behind my head completely relaxed as my right hand grabbed the base of my cock. Liv was two seconds away from combusting.
She dropped her hands from her hips andclimbed on the bed, running her tongue along her lips and tightening her abs. As she moved overme, she lowered herself so that her hair, lips, breasts, and stomach each danced over my tip.When her pussy was finally resting on top of me I let go, letting her take the reins.
Looking at her now she looked so different to me. It was still the same Liv, but something about her was bolder and stronger. She lowered her lips to kiss me as her opening teased me and I couldn't help but push forward with my hips. Only I pushed too far too fast; she braced her hands on my chest as her face turned red and she bit the side of her lip.
I sat up on my elbows. "Shit baby. I'm sorry."
That got me a slap on the chest. "I won't break Ocean, I can handle you!"
"Okay, baby." I retreated reaching for her hips with both hands holding onto them. I sat up half way using my elbows to separate her knees opening up her hips. I looked her in the eyes as I lifted her repositioning her on my tip.
"You ready baby?"
"Yes, Ocean," she said breathless.
I leaned back as I slowly slid her down. She grabbed onto my shoulders cursing my name and I couldn't help but smile. Hearing her curse andwatching her face turn red from pain because of me was taunting my ego. I wanted her to take me in slowly but my primal side overruled.
My name is Melissa DeOlmos, a newbie to the world of indie writing. I live in sunny side Palm Bay, Florida with my two lovely crazies ages five and two, along with my Law Enforcement champ of a husband. I could say that writing novels has been a passion that I've always pursued, but I can't. Writing for me has always been my own secret escape into a land of wonders, opportunities, loves and so much trouble that I sometimes wonder if I need medication for the stories that pop into my head. I am now deciding to share my mystical mind and stories with the world, so that hopefully others may also find that little something extra they've been looking for. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy my books.