Secrets Behind Those Eyes

by S. M. Donaldson

  As we make our way down to the beach I’ve made a picnic for us. We sit down and I pull a small box out of my pocket.

  “Scarlet Leigh Johnson, will you marry me?”

  She looks at me with huge eyes like I’ve grown another head. She covers her mouth and screams. “Oh My GOD! Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh My God!”

  I stand up and pull her up with me hugging her, she wraps her legs around me as we spin in pure bliss.

  Acknowledgements

  First I want to say Thank You to my readers. Without you I would not be having this awesome adventure. You have helped make my dreams come true and for that I’m truly blessed and grateful.

  To my husband thank you for standing behind me for all of years and always pushing me in your own way.

  To my Mom and sisters thank you for always supporting me. You guys always have my back.

  Daddy I miss you every day and I know you’re watching over me.

  To Stephanie Thanks for all of the material.

  To my BETA reader Taneesha. You are awesome and I love you.

  Thanks to my Blog Tour Queens Casey D. Peeler and Chelly Peeler @ Hardcover Therapy.

  Thanks to all of the book bloggers out there who spend so much time helping us promote books and everyone who leaves a review you are all awesome.

  To my Author friends thank you for being supportive and inspirational all at the same time. Casey D. Peeler, R.L. Dodson, Kasey Millstead , Jasinda Wilder, Tessa Teevan, Brooke Cumberland, Harper Sloan, Dawn Robertson, Tabatha Vargo, Melanie Codina and so many more.

  About the Author

  Photo by Shelly Sale

  S.M. Donaldson is a wife and mother based on the Gulf Coast of the Florida Panhandle. She’s funny, sarcastic and has been known to have a potty mouth. She’s worked in many different fields in her life but, she has always dreamed of writing short stories and books. She is the author of the Amazon Bestselling Temptation Series.

  To learn more about S.M. Donaldson visit her at:

  www.smdonaldson.com

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  Keep Reading for a Sneak Peek

  At The 2nd book in the

  Secrets of Savannah Series

  Secrets in the Lyrics

  (Ivie and Gable’s Story)

  Other titles by S.M. Donaldson

  The Sam Series

  Sam’s Choice

  Sam’s Fight for Freedom

  The Temptation Series

  Lying with Temptation

  Acting on Temptation

  Fighting Temptation

  Novellas

  Just the Other Sister Series

  (e-book only)

  Here’s a Sneak Peak at the next book in series:

  Secrets of Savannah

  This is unedited and is subject to change before publishing.

  Copyright © 2014, SM Donaldson

  Secrets in the Lyrics

  Prologue

  Ivie

  Eight Years Old…

  I hope my mom made macaroni and cheese tonight. She and my dad have been fighting a lot lately about her going out of town so much. I hear all the girls at school talking about how their mom’s fix supper and they pack them lunch every day. I’m lucky if my mom remembers what time I get home off the bus. My dad is always in his office talking business.

  I walk in from school and start to panic our living room is a mess. I’m scared someone broke in so I run and hide in my closet. I stay here until I don’t hear anyone but my dad. My tummy is growling. “Daddy? Daddy?”

  “What Ivie? Where have you been?”

  “I came in from school and it was a mess. I got. I was scared so I hid. I’m really hungry.”

  “Fine, I’ll go fix you something quick then you need to get ready for bed. I have business partners coming over and I can’t have you in the way.”

  When we sit down to the table to eat I look up. “Where’s mommy?”

  “Your mother is nothing but a two-bit whore who just ran-off with a loan shark from Biloxi.”

  I stutter. “Is- Is she- c-c-coming back?”

  “No and we are better off without her.”

  I nod. “Okay Daddy, but what about Christmas? She said she’d tell Santa that I want a Holiday Barbie.”

  He looks at me with sadness. “I’ll make sure he knows. Now eat up.”

  Fifteen Years Old…

  I sit down on my side of the visitation glass. “Hey Dad.”

  “Hey sweetheart. How are things going at your Aunt Stella’s?”

  I shrug. “They are going. I’m pretty sure she hates me.”

  “She doesn’t hate you. You’re her sister’s kid.”

  “Well hell Dad I mean her sister didn’t stick around for me so why should she?”

  “Ivie, your mother. Look I only have a few minutes to talk to you and I don’t want to waste it talking about Jenna.”

  “Fine. So how come you thought criminal life was more important than your only child?”

  “Ivie-.” He looks defeated. “I was trying to provide a good life for you. Now do me a favor get better grades go to college make something of yourself.”

  I stand up. I have had wonderful grades, I couldn’t get any higher. But he wouldn’t know that, he’s always been too busy with is ‘business deals’ to pay attention. “You know what dad if you knew me you’d know that I have colleges already asking about me. You know what would have made me have a good life? Having two parents that gave a shit.” I turn and walk out.

  Seventeen Years Old…

  “Ivie Butonelli get your ass in this house. Where have you been all day?”

  “I was at school.”

  She smack me across the face. “You’re lying the school called me. Don’t think I don’t know that you were at that thug boyfriend of yours house. Smoking your wacky weed and playing on your little guitars.”

  Damn how did she know what I was doing? “What I do is none of your business. The state gives you money to let me stay here.”

  “Yeah well your money is supposed to run out when you turn eighteen in two months, but the school told me today that you are expelled for non-attendance and the drugs they found in your locker, so the state is cutting off your money. So get out. Pack your shit and get out you ungrateful little bitch you are just like my damn sister.”

  I go to the small room that I have and throw my crap in a bag. I wasn’t allowed to keep much from my house since most of it was seized. So I only have a few things to pack. I leave the house without saying goodbye and make my way back to Aaron my boyfriend’s house.

  Three weeks later…

  Yeah living with Aaron has lasted all of three weeks. When I came home a couple of hours ago from my shift at McDonald’s. I find some bitch blowing him and another bitch smoking my weed. I grab my shit and my guitar and leave. I walk around for hours trying to figure out where I’m going to go. I remember one of my friends is having a party tonight, so maybe I can go hang there for a little while and maybe crash there.

  As I walk into the party there are people from wall to wall. There is a small band on stage playing. They are pretty good. I walk closer to listen to them better. As they finish up I walk over and talk to the guy that is playing the drums.

  I step out in front of him. “Hey you guys were awesome. I’m Ivie.”

  He shakes my hand. “Hey I’m Stoney, this is my buddy Keeg and our lead Gable.”

  My body quivers as Gable shakes my hand. “Hey nice to meet you guys. Well I just wanted you to know I love your sound.”

  Stoney smiles. “Thanks. I see you carrying a case. Do you play?”

  “Yeah I do a little and I do some vocal stuff.”

  He grins. “Come to the garage with us and let’s jam a little. The rest of the crazy people at this party won’t even know we left.”

  Unsure about going off with three guys I don’t know must show on my face. Gable steps up. “Hey we are nice guys and there is generally
more people out there than just us. I understand your skepticism about being alone with us. You don’t know us and I hope my kids sister is as smart as you.”

  I smile. “Well as long as there will be more people out there.”

  Gable

  Ten Years Old…

  My mom sits down across from Scarlet and me. She’s been crying. I wonder what my mean dad had said to her now. He was always saying ugly stuff to her. He’s only here a day or so a week anyway. I wish he would just go away. I just stare at her. I can’t feel sorry for her, she would be fine without him. She should just tell him to get lost.

  Scarlet looks at her with a trembling lip. “Mommy what’s wrong? Where is daddy?”

  She clears his throat. “Well Daddy probably won’t be coming back for a little while. He’s gotten into some trouble. See it seems Daddy has another family. I guess he has so much love that one family just wasn’t’ enough and he got into trouble for having two families.”

  I look up at her something she’s saying makes no sense. “So. What do you mean a little while? He’s always gone for a little while.”

  “Well probably a few years. But he’s promised me that as soon as this is all cleared up he’ll be back and help raise you guys. We are going to go and visit him if it’s close enough.”

  Scarlet crawls up in my mom’s lap and starts crying. “I’m going to miss Daddy.”

  My mom sighs. “I am too.”

  I look at them. Are they crazy? I stand up and go to my room to do my homework.

  Fifteen Years Old…

  I look across the dinner table at my mom who is crying once again because she’s been trying to find my dad since he was released from prison, but she can’t locate him. “I’m sorry Gable I know you don’t like seeing me cry but I just can’t help it. I still love him.”

  “Why? I gave up loving him or even caring about him a long time ago.”

  “Look I know you don’t understand.”

  “No to be quite honest I don’t. The man married you and had two kids. This whole time being married to another woman first and having another kid. I think you and that lady should get together hunt his ass down and string him up by his balls.”

  “Gable don’t’ talk about your father that way. He is a loving man he just loves too much.”

  I grit my teeth. “He’s not a father, he’s a sperm donor. That is it. Hell he’s probably got another family out there already. Hell two wives and families aren’t enough he’s probably got like four wives and families by now.”

  “Gable!” Scarlet screams at me. “Stop it. Mom is upset.”

  I stand up. “Look you know by now I don’t sugar coat things and I know in the hippie commune life you grew up in, it’s probably ok, but for me it’s not. Scarlet quit babying her about him, he’s an asshole plain and simple.” I grab my guitar case and jacket. “I’ve got band practice. See ya.”

  I storm out the door heading down the street to Stoney’s house where we practice. As I walk in the garage it’s already filled with people waiting to hear us.

  My rage fuels my performance as we finish a couple of hours of practice I sit my guitar down and turn off my amp. Keeg steps up beside me. “Hey man don’t know what had you going tonight but you were on flipping fire.”

  “Yeah. Just bullshit stuff you know.”

  He laughs. “Well that little chick Eva is standing over there looking like she’s just dying to suck your dick, so you should probably go check on that.”

  I’ve been with Eva a couple of time she’s a lot of fun. She’s seventeen, but I’m the youngest member of our band and I don’t think she knows or maybe she doesn’t care that I’m fifteen.

  I pull her into Stoney’s house and find and empty room. Once I shut the door she smiles, pulling herself to me she licks the salty sweat from my neck. “You did a great job tonight.”

  “Thanks.” I’m not much for words and she’s knows that.

  She drops to her knees and pull my dick out of my pants. Once she slides her mouth over it I reach around and grab the back of her head. I literally fuck her face until she swallows every last bit I cum I shoot out. She stands up and wipes her mouth. I tuck my dick in my pants. “Thanks that was good.”

  She throws her hands on her hips. “What about me? I need to get off too.”

  I roll my eyes. “Fine. But it won’t be with my dick, he’s down for a little while.”

  I push her back on the bed and sink my fingers into her damp folds, rubbing her clit until she cries out. I stand up without saying a word and go to the bathroom to wash up.

  Seventeen years old…

  What in the hell are we doing jamming in the garage with a girl named Ivie? When she stepped out in front of us in the house I thought she was another groupie, but as it turns out she’s a bass player. When I shook her hand I could have snatched her up and fucked her right there on Stoney’s drums.

  She doesn’t look like the normal girl who follows us around. She has a rather small waist but big tits and plump ass.

  Keeg pipes up after a few minutes. “Damn girl you rock that bass.”

  She smiles. “Thanks.”

  Stoney speaks up. “Hey let’s hear some vocals. What’s a song you do?”

  Her voice almost trembles when she looks up to see my face. “Do you know Underneath it All by No Doubt? I know it’s pretty old by I like the beat.”

  Stoney nods and starts to tap out the beat as we join in I don’t expect her to even start singing as her fingers tremble playing her bass. But her voice never falters when Gwen Stefani’s lyrics come out of her mouth.

  Damn she’s good. Once we finish jamming I snatch a regular groupie up and take her to a back bedroom and knock the freakin’ bottom out of her trying to get thick Ivie off my brain. Her freakin’ voice almost did me in, it was like velvet. After I walk back out into the main room I see Stoney leaving with Ivie and I start to get pissed. I don’t know why I’m getting pissed but I want to know why in the fuck she’s leaving with him.

  “Hey Stone! Where you guys off to?”

  “Oh Ivie got kicked out of her place so she’s gonna crash with me for a little while. I need a roommate to help with expenses she needs a place to crash and she’s got a job.” He shrugs.

  I jam my hands in my pockets. “Okay. See ya.”

  Now here are a couple of Sneak Peeks from a couple of my favorite C/Kasey’s LOL

  Kasey Millstead my favorite Aussie

  And

  Casey D. Peeler my favorite North Carolina Girl

  ILLICIT DESIRE

  By Kasey Millstead

  PROLOGUE

  I hear someone coming, so I quickly hide behind some shelving. The last thing I want is to be caught down here. Not that I’m doing anything wrong, but I’m not supposed to be hiding away while there’s a party going on upstairs. A party I can’t be bothered attending. Everyone is drunk and celebrating something I’m not privy to, so I’d be rather be down here in the basement my father converted into a library for me. I gasp quietly when Beau comes into view. My already wide eyes, enlarge further as I see the pretty blonde girl following him into the room.

  “On your knees,” he barks at her.

  My pussy clenches at the sound of his harsh order. The girl complies immediately, dropping to her knees on the concrete floor. He begins unbuckling his belt and I feel my breathing start to increase. My chest rises and falls rapidly with anticipation and I feel my panties begin to dampen. I know it’s wrong. I should just try and sneak out of here, but they’re blocking the only exit. There’s no way for me to get out without being seen – and Beau catching me would only result in him wanting to know why I’m down here and not upstairs. Since I don’t feel like explaining myself to anyone, but especially not to the guy who I’ve had feelings for for most of my life, I’ll just have to wait it out.

  I hear the pop of his button, and then the zip of his fly. I have a profile view of them, so when his cock springs free from its denim confines, I hav
e an uninterrupted view of it.

  Are all dicks that beautiful? If they are, I have no idea why men keep them tucked away. They should walk around naked and proud! Except my dad. My dad should always wear clothes!

  The girl humming pulls me from my thoughts and my eyes focus back on the show happening in front of me. She licks her lips and then runs her tongue around the thick head of Beau’s cock. His jaw clenches and his head falls back a little bit. The girl grabs the base of his cock with one hand and begins to work him more thoroughly with her mouth.

  My hand creeps into my pants and my fingers find my swollen clitoris. I press down and rub in large circles. My other hand goes up under my shirt and bra to find my nipple. I pinch the hardened bud and roll it between my fingers. Shocks of pleasure begin to shoot around my body and I concentrate on controlling the whimpering that is begging to escape from my throat. The girl jacks Beau’s cock at the bottom, while her mouth continues to lick and suck the top.

  Fuck, this is so erotic.

  I feel my body coil tight. Beau’s hands go to the side of the girls face to hold her still as his hip begin thrusting into her. He’s fucking her face! I hear her gagging and I can see her eyes begin to water but she makes no move to stop him. Instead, her hand goes between her legs and she begins rubbing herself furiously.

  I feel my body contract and then pulse as my orgasm tears through me. I bite down on my forearm to contain my scream. I hear a grunt and then I watch mesmerized as Beau withdraws his cock, almost fully, just leaving the head on the girl’s open lips. He grunts again as his hand moves up and down his shaft, then he spurts come all over the girl’s lips and face. Her eyes roll back in her head and she moans, shuddering as she comes. With her eyes still closed and a sated look on her face, she licks Beau’s release off her lips and sighs, satisfied. He throws something at her – paper towel or a cloth – and she quickly wipes her face clean. He redoes his zipper and puts his belt in place. Then, he walks up the stairs and I hear the door creak open. I listen as her heels clatter up the stairs, before the door shuts again and I’m alone.