Title:
This Love
Author:
Hilaria Alexander
Release
Date: Aug 4, 2015
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Running off to
Amsterdam is the best decision Ella ever made in her life. In just a few
months, she’s been able to put her past behind her and has found a
new family and friends. She can almost ignore the voices in her head telling
her this idyllic scenario is temporary.
When Lou Rivers
shows up in Amsterdam, he’s the constant reminder of the life she led
and the mistakes she made. As the two of them embark on an emotional and
musical journey across Europe, Ella will have to face her own insecurities and
make a decision that might break them apart
forever.
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I smiled at him and
tried to say something, all while getting up from the bench, but he had other
ideas in mind. Just as I was standing up, he leaned down to kiss me. I
don’t know how we didn’t slam into each other, because his
kiss surprised me. I was trying to reciprocate it, but I lost my balance,
falling backwards. I tried to hold on to him, grabbing the lapels of his jacket
and ending up making him fall on top of me. My head hit the floor, and the legs
of the bench screeched loudly as I fell and involuntarily pushed it
aside.
And now I was lying
on the floor of a closed music store, in the middle of the night, with Lou
Rivers plastered on top of
me.
Hysteria took the
place of embarrassment, and I started laughing uncontrollably, my laughter
vibrating through our bodies. Lou eased himself up on top of me, but
didn’t get up; he merely adjusted his weight so he wouldn’t
be pressing on me as much.
“Shhhh,”
he fought a smile, “Ian is going to kick us out. Keep it quiet. Are
you sure you’re okay?” He asked, trying to caress the back
of my head to see if I was
hurt.
“Leave it
to me to do something like that,” I said, the laughter finally
subsiding. I exhaled deeply and looked at his face. “Pretty sure Ian
will not let us do this again anytime soon,” I
laughed.
“Probably
not,” he whispered, “but we are here now,” he
added, and the southern drawl made an appearance once again. I loved when that
happened. It made it impossible to resist
him.
We were almost in
complete darkness, but there was some light from a back window coming in. It
made Lou’s eyes look gray instead of green. “I
never made love by lantern shine”, I thought, singing in
my head the song he played for me earlier that
day.
“I
thought we agreed we weren’t going to kiss anymore,” I
whispered.
“That was
your decision. How’s that working out for you, by the way?”
he asked with a smile, staring at my lips, grinding his hips ever so gently
against me. He knew how to tempt me. Nerves fired up in my belly and suddenly I
couldn’t think. He stared at me, waiting for an
answer.
“It
was…working out
okay.”
“And
now?”
“Now
I’m not so sure
anymore.”
He lowered his head
and kissed me, this time taking it slowly, using the position to his advantage.
He placed soft kisses on my mouth, and when my lips parted, he wrapped his
tongue around mine, cradling my jaw, bringing it up to him. His kisses were
deep and hungry, nipping at my bottom lip from time to time. They left me
breathless, and when he looked at me as if asking for permission to continue,
my heart felt like it was going to explode. He was beautiful, but it was more
than that. It was something more between us. I felt like
he was the only one who understood me, like he and I were in our own world even
when we were in a room full of people. Most times, it seemed he knew how I
felt, with just a look. The way his kisses branded my skin, had me realizing it
was much more than purely physical pleasure. I had never felt like this with
anyone before. Was this love? Fuck, I was falling in love with him. Oh, what a
stupid, stupid notion. You’re going to get hurt,
I told myself, and surprisingly, I didn’t care anymore. Getting hurt
was going to be worth all of
this.
Suddenly, it seemed
like my hands had a mind of their own. They started exploring his body,
everywhere, squeezing his butt, running up his back, and making their way down
to his erection, large and arousing. My mouth couldn’t get enough of
him either, kissing every inch of his face and neck. The low growl coming out
of his mouth told me he quite enjoyed handsy Ella. His hand made its way under
my sweater, caressing my skin, before traveling south of my navel, inside my
yoga pants. My back arched, and a moan escaped me at the touch of his long,
skilled fingers. He moved slightly to my side, giving me room to part my legs
and grant him better access. In between choked moans and heavy breathing, our
eyes locked. He seemed as focused as ever on the task at hand. His thumb
pressed and circled and teased my clit while his index and middle finger made
their way in and out of me. I hadn’t forgotten about him, and I
wanted to go further than rubbing my hand on him through his jeans, but he
stopped me when I tried to undo his belt, pointing at the ceiling and telling
me to be quiet. His fingers were working me faster and faster, and I rocked
against his hand, chasing the crescendo that would tip me over the edge. He
urged me to be quiet, but there was only so much I could do to contain the
strangled cry of pleasure coming out of my mouth. He kissed my lips softly,
encouraging me to let go. The orgasm unraveled through me like waves, my
pounding heart loud in my ears. When I opened my eyes again, he was watching
me, a soft and amused look in his eyes. Still panting, I pulled him down to me
to kiss him stupid, but he ended up bumping into the piano bench. It made the
same screeching noise again, and I barely had time to press my lips to his
before we were both laughing, unable to keep quiet any longer. A noise from
upstairs startled us, and we quickly disentangled, got up and straightened our
clothes.
We left the store
running like thieves, laughing and kissing all the way
home.
Hilaria
Alexander was born and raised in the south of Italy, where her family
still lives. She attended college at the Istituto Universitario Orientale in
Naples, Italy, and lived one year in Tokyo, Japan, as part of an exchange
student program. She now lives in Oklahoma City with her husband and kids. When
she isn't at work, she is reading, catching up on her favorite TV shows
and making up story-lines in her mind. She loves traveling and is a
self-proclaimed concert addict. This Love is her second romance novel. She
published her first novel, Prude, in January
2015.
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