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Can broken promises ever be made whole again? After her parents die in a car crash, four-year-old Nicole is raised by staunch grandparents, where toys are sparse and love even sparser. But when the boy next door sticks his head through the hedge to say hello, Nicole learns that life is more than just routine, and as the years go by, they form a bond of love that nothing can break. Will wants nothing more than to be with Nicole forever. But when he finds himself faced with a difficult decision and sees no other option, he must break his promise of forever to the woman he loves in order to be the man he can forgive. With time unable to heal unseen wounds, do Nicole and Will have a second chance to make good on their promise of forever?
"Liz Scott's stories are filled with gentle humor and an exquisite, endearing romance. It’s quite easy to get lost in You Promised Me Forever and forget to come up for air."—USA Today bestselling author Elizabeth Lennox
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WARNING ~ R-Rated Version
Hours later Will still lay awake, unable to sleep. Nic lay beside him where he’d tucked her in for the night in the bedroom of the plane. Will smiled as he looked down at the precious body that had molded to his. Nic always snuggled up to him during the night, trying to get as close to the heat of his body as she could. She said he was her personal heater. He was glad to see that hadn’t changed. Her face was pressed into his chest and one of her creamy smooth legs was draped over his. He brushed back some of the auburn curls from her face and she stirred.
Will’s skin shivered her lips came into contact with his chest. “Yeah, baby.”
Nic threw a leg over his and scooted her body even closer. Her hand wandered over his chest exploring under his t-shirt. “I need you.”
He tried to do the right thing and move away before she realized how desperately he needed her. “I’m right here, honey.”
Nicole sat up in the bed and pulled her nightgown over her head. “No…I want you to make love to me.”
Will’s eyes went immediately to her breasts. He’d undressed her earlier and had only been concerned with helping her. Now, seeing those lush and rounded globes again he wanted more than anything to feel their weight in his hands, brush his thumbs over her nipples and watched them draw into peaks of pleasure before taking them into his mouth.
Will tore his eyes away and could only croak, “What?”
Nic moved closer and he felt the warmth of her breasts brush against his arm. “I’ve missed you so much. It’s been so long. Please, Will.”
Will closed his eyes and shook his head. She didn’t know what she was saying. “Honey, you’re upset. That’s not really what you…”
A finger at his lips stopped his words. “Yes, it is,” she demanded.
Will saw the need in her eyes. But he couldn’t give her what she wanted. To do so would undermine his chance at reconciliation. He wouldn’t jeopardize that for anything in the world. “Nic, the next time we make love, I don’t want any clouds hanging over us. I want to know that you’ve forgiven me and that we have a future together. You’re feeling vulnerable because you just lost your grandfather.
“Oh, Will. No, I want to feel…”
“I know, baby.” He knew she wanted to feel alive and loved and not all alone. But at what risk. “I can’t give you that. But I can give you this. Let me take care of you, Nic.”
Will brushed his lips over Nic’s and felt her shiver from the connection they’d always had. He wanted more than anything to sink deep inside and hear those whimpers he’d been dreaming about for so long. But he knew that would only take them backwards and not forwards towards their forever.
No matter how badly his body wanted her, he’d be strong enough for both of them. He’d give her the release she needed without engendering regrets she may have in the light of day.
Kissing and nipping his way down her oh-so-familiar body, Will savored each moment of being able to touch her once again. He knew exactly where and how to kiss her to distraction. He paid particular attention to each hardened nub and was rewarded by her gasping moans of pleasure.
His own words came out strained. “I know, Nic.”
Will rained kisses over her stomach and heard her sudden intake of air when he nipped her left hip. So sensitive. So his. Lower his lips traveled until he paused over the very part of her he wanted to devour. He could smell her musky scent and had to take a moment to calm his racing heart. He pushed back her curls with his thumbs and gently blew across the swollen center of her being. Nicole whimpered and he could wait no longer. Leaning in he took her in his mouth and her taste burst upon his tongue. Her hips rose from the bed and Will moved to settle between her legs. He worked his hand under her bottom and pressed his face deeper into her wetness. His tongue slid over and around her beating core, teasing and taking her in.
He wanted to spend hours, days even, lapping her very essence. He’d never get his fill. He knew when he felt her body tense that she was close. He wanted to prolong her pleasure and his torture but he knew to do so wouldn’t make her forgiveness any easier. Nic needed this as much as she needed the medicine the doctor had given her.
“Will, I’m so close.”
“I know, baby. Let it happen. Take what you need and fly, Nic.”
She began to tremble as he sucked her deep into his mouth and felt her start to shatter around his tongue and then pulsed strongly as he pressed harder.
“Will! Will!” she cried.
He stayed with her, slowing the movement and pressure of his tongue on the pulsing nerves until he felt them calm, and with one last kiss on the pink and swollen bud, he moved up her body and pulled her into his side. She was asleep before he’d pulled up the feather duvet and covered her. Will slid out of bed careful not to awaken Nic and took himself in hand in the bathroom. Feeling Nic come apart on his tongue, listening to her sexy pants and whimpers and knowing he couldn’t find his own release deep inside her was more than he was physically able to do without exploding. Will cleaned himself up in the small bathroom sink and quietly made his way back to the bed where he lay awake long afterwards.
Meet The Author...
Who is Liz Scott? A voracious reader, full-time writer wanna be, wife, mother, and PA to two terrier terrors, Powder & Moxie. Liz is the author of The Royal Vow and Hearts of Gold Series and a Carolina girl who loves sand between her toes as frequently as possible. Liz is also known as GumShoeMom on the Geo-Caching circuit.