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Published by: MyLit Publishing
on July 21, 2014
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Fate has kept them apart for twenty years.
Their roads hadn't crossed and the stars didn't align until now...
Matured, more experienced, pierced, tattooed and hot as hell, Adrian steps back into Mia's life to reclaim his first love.
And the moment she sees him she can't even remember her own name.
Adrian Reed had always remained in Mia's heart. After all, he was her first boyfriend and the man she'd lost her virginity to, but that was twenty years ago. His sudden appearance at a bar, on a girls night out, has Mia acting like the fifteen year old girl she was when they parted.
But life now is not as simple as it was twenty years ago. With two kids, a hopeful ex-husband and new insecurities, Mia finds opening up to a new relationship more challenging.
Will she give her first love another chance, or will she push him away, this time for good?
This is a book about childhood sweethearts, who after more than a decade apart, find that what was once a sweet childish love story can turn into a passionate deep love. A once captivating first love might just be a forever kind of love. Many people wonder what might have been and reminisce about the one who got away. What would it be like to have that second chance? For Mia and Adrian their wondering comes to a halt when Adrian decides he has had enough of the “what ifs” and makes a plan to win Mia over, and this time forever.
“I know it’s been only a few days, but each time I look at you , you’re still that same girl I fell in love with… So, obsessively in love with”…….. “You’re my everything”- Adrian Reed
Adrian is made up of all things that make a wonderful book boyfriend….tattoos, check, piercings, check, alpha tendencies, check, dirty mouth, check, sexy as hell, double-check.
“I can’t make it upstairs” he said trailing kisses down my neck and chest… “I don’t think I’d let you even if you tried”- Mia
Mia has recently gotten out of a marriage, has two kids and over the years apart from Adrian has picked up some baggage such as trust issues, body image insecurities and due the breakup of her marriage she has a deep seeded fear of failure. What I loved about her is her unwavering commitment to her children and even with the baggage she is carrying she has a strong personality that does not portray her as a meek heroine. She has the internal dilemmas and conflicting feelings that felt real and relatable. I loved how Adrian no matter how difficult the situation became he has an unbreakable determination to make Mia his last.
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Stepping over the threshold, within inches of his reach, I removed my shoes and waited. He simply pulled me inside, shutting the door, and set the wine bottle and my purse aside on the hall table.
His silence buzzed through me with pleasurable tingles.
He cupped my face, tilting my head to the side. I closed my eyes, breathing in his scent. Adrian’s mouth brushed mine and my hands fell to my sides. His lips traced along the bow of my upper lip before his tongue dipped inside. I opened wider. He slowly walked backward. My foot brushed against his every few steps. Keeping my eyes closed, I followed wherever he led me until a hard surface touched my back. By this point there was nothing innocent about the way his mouth was dominating me. I heard myself moan and whimper pure lust with each breath. My hand lowered to his jeans and curved around his arousal, stroking the hard length underneath. I wasn’t sure what came over me, but I was so desperate for him, for us, I could no longer control my body. His hips pressed in as he groaned inside my mouth.
When he pulled away, his gaze bored through me with penetrating heat. If he had wanted to, he could have melted those buttons right off my dress. Adrian took me by my waist and lifted me up to the kitchen counter. His fingers slowly trailed down my nose, over my lips and chin, and then along the middle of my neck and upper swell of my breasts until he reached the buttons on my dress. My chest swelled, and all I could think about was how fast he could get this dress off me. With each passing second I found it more difficult to breathe. The fabric was restraining me as if I were locked away in a coffin.
Unfasten these damned buttons! my mind screamed, but my mouth couldn’t form a coherent sentence.
But the eager fingers from our teens now had unbelievably arousing patience and experience. Adrian undid the top button open and I looked down, following the movement of his hands.
He stole a lingering kiss again, and then flicked open one button after another, trailing a downward path until he reached the hem. Parting the fabric to the sides, he took me in, slowly scanning my body.
“You wore white the first time we made love.”
Everything inside me turned and twisted into knots of nerves. As he watched me, my chest tightened inside yet swelled on the outside. The heat coming off his breath and skin was too much and not enough at the same time. My cleavage and stomach were partly exposed for him, and I couldn’t help but hold my breath.
The skim of his fingers down my arms as he admired every inch of my skin sent beautiful tingles through my body. Adrian seemed in no hurry. I grasped the hem of his shirt, lifted it up and off his torso, and then pushed my dress from underneath me and moved it to the side. It fluttered to the ground, freeing my hips and legs.
And as we stared at each other, I knew that there was no one else I had ever wanted more than him. He was the soulmate I’d once lost and been lucky enough to find again. That little piece of my heart I’d locked him away in had begun expanding the moment he reappeared in my life.
Looking at him now, I couldn’t believe how much his body had changed over the past twenty years. I held my breath, admiring the marvel of a man he’d become. His naturally toned torso and sun-kissed skin mesmerized me. The tattoo weaving up his upper arm hid beyond his shoulder and all I could think about was the need for my tongue to trace those dark lines and for my lips to kiss the new patterns inked over his skin. I wanted to throw myself at his hips, wrap my legs around him, and feel him dive into me. How in the world did he have so much control? Or did he do this on purpose? It was as if he compelled me to inspect his pecs and abs and that beautiful path, sprinkled with a shadow of hair, that led beyond the buckle of his pants, just to excite me. I devoured his taut body as he leaned forward, splaying his hands against the counter at the side of my thighs. His thumbs gently brushed against my hips. The flex of his arms and that sexy way he had of focusing just on me—really, really looking at me—made me hungry for more than just baked apples.
“There, that’s much better.” He leaned in and kissed me. “Hi, Thumbelina.”
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