In the Stars

by Joan Duszynski

  “Oh god Eric, I’m not going to make it. I swear, you keep this up and I’m going to fall apart. I need you now.”

  He gets a very sly grin across his face. “I can see you aren’t going to comply, so it looks like further restraint is in order.” He reaches down and unhooks my wrist from behind. “Lie back down on the bed ma’am, and raise your arms spread out above your head and grab hold of the post behind you.”

  I comply without hesitation, and am beyond happy that Eric’s headboard really does have posts. Making this little game work out just perfect. Eric reaches out and hooks a set of cuffs to each wrist, and then the headboard. My whole body is trembling again with anticipation as he reaches down and pulls my panties very slowly and torturously down my legs dropping them to the floor. He then grips his jeans and pulls them down, stepping out of them and climbing onto the bed, hovering over me.

  I yank on the cuffs, needing to take him into my hands, but of course get nowhere. “Still resisting some, are we? Looks like you might be trying to hide something indeed. I guess I need to go in deeper and investigate you, Ms. Reyes.” I feel the tingling building up in my head all the way down to my toes with the want of my orgasm needing its release. I squeeze my legs together and grind my hips from side to side.

  Eric’s fingers glide down my body, and then he has two of them inside me, working them back and forth and bending his fingertips slightly with the movement. I buck my hips up to meet the movement of his fingers as I moan and pull against the cuffs. The combination of sensations is beyond intoxicating, and as he removes his fingers and starts to rub the tip of his erection across my folds, I fall apart. “Holy shit! Fuck, Eric, fuck!”

  Then he reaches up and uncuffs one of my wrists as he slams himself into me. He grips my waist as he furiously thrusts up and down inside of me. “Caroline, it’s only you. Awe Fuck; it’s only you that can make me feel like this.” His fingers dig deeper into my hips as he finds his release.

  After I make myself presentable again, and assure Eric numerous times that my wrists are just fine, despite the red marks, we head out for his parents’ house. He has already introduced me to his parents, but this will be my first time meeting his brother, Nicholas. We are loaded down with presents as we walk into Eric’s parent’s home. I can barely see where I am walking, so I’m not too surprised when I bump right into something, dropping two of the gifts.

  I look over at Eric as I try and squat down to pick them up. “I’m a klutz; I hope I didn’t break anything, Eric.”

  Eric smiles back and nods his head toward whatever it was I walked into. “It will be fine, Caroline; Nicholas will get them up. Come on, so you can sit all the rest down. I don’t want you hurting yourself over it.” I stand, and look in front of me and realize Nicholas is the ‘what’ that I walked into.

  He has a sly grin on his face as he looks me up and down. “I would have to agree with Eric. I would hate to see you hurt any part of your fine self. I’m the better brother anyway; I wouldn’t have let you carry all that into the house. I might have carried you in, and then made a couple trips back for the rest of the goods.”

  Nicholas gives me a wink, and I know my mouth is open with awe.

  These Wright boys really are something to look at. Even though he doesn’t even come close to beating Eric for me, he is undeniably hot. “Well, Eric didn’t want me carrying it all, but I insisted. I don’t mind helping; I guess I just might have tried a little too much. I’m Caroline, by the way. Thank you for picking those up.”

  We all start to walk toward the family room, and I can tell Eric is giving Nicholas the evil eye. “I’m Nick, and I know who you are; I’ve heard a lot about you already. I think they failed to properly describe your beauty, though.”

  Oh, this one is something else I can tell, and by the way he carries himself he also knows he is good at what he does. “Back the fuck off, Nick. I’m not ok with your flirting ways with this one. Caroline is mine, and I need to make sure you understand that fully. I love her.”

  We sit the boxes down on the coffee table, and I walk up to Eric, wrapping my arms around his waist. I prop up on my toes and kiss him on his lips. “I love you too, Eric. He was just playing, and believe me when I say you have no worries about me. There is no one else for me but you.”

  I look back, and everyone is staring at us. Eric’s parents and Tara have smiles on their faces, and Nick looks what I would call stunned. “I do find her beautiful, Eric, but you know I would never really try anything on someone with you. I get it, though; you finally found the one. I’m happy for you, Man.”

  They reach out and give each other a tight man hug and pat on the back. “Thanks Nick; never knew I cared about finding the one until I met Caroline.”

  Nick gives him a smile, and turns back walking toward the kitchen when I hear him mumble “lucky bastard” under his breath.

  Eric’s family makes me feel right at home, and I have never felt so positive about being exactly where I should and need to be as I do when I am with Eric. I feel like the Grinch when his heart grows three sizes bigger. It is a wonderful feeling, and I don’t ever want to let it go.

  I STAND IN front of all my family and friends with the warm sun beaming on my bare shoulders. I love the simple elegance of my dress, and the smile Eric has on his face as we stare at one another. The preacher speaks up, and I glance over at him. “Do you, Victoria, take Mark to be your husband?”

  I feel the tear run down my cheek as my mom says “I do”, and I know she is finally happy and in love once again. My Dad will always be loved by my mother and I both, but she deserves this happiness more than anyone, and I adore Mark. I look over at Eric again, and see him mouth the words “I love you”. I wipe away another tear that falls from my eye as I mouth “I love you” back to him. The preacher speaks again, and then Mark says “I do.” Another smile and tear across my face as the preacher speaks those next wonderful words “You may now kiss the bride”. We all whoop and holler when their kiss becomes a lot more than just a peck on the lips.

  It has been six months since Eric and I got together, and it stills feels like the first time every time I’m with him. Marriage has been discussed between us, but he understands I want to finish school and start my own career before I actually get married. There is no doubt in my mind or heart that Eric and I will marry one day; just not today.

  FIRST OFF OF course I have to thank my husband Steve. He has shown me that there really are good, honest, men out there and we all deserve to have a loving one like him in our lives. I also want to thank my kids (even though they better not ever read this) for accepting that mommy just needs to lock herself away in her room for several hours and get this important thing done. I love you all.

  Then of course there are my friends I have been blessed with in my life. They believe in me and that means the world to me. Michele I nagged you from day one and thank you for always dealing and being the first to fully read my book. Kelley thank you for all your help with names, and whether you thought my ideas were going to pull together or not. I loved the way you told me “we are going through our mid-life crisis and you went out and bought a Mustang and I chose to write a sex book”. Tammy, Annette, Amy, Bonnie, Opal I love our times together and thank you for being so excited for me and this accomplishment. I seriously believe if it wasn’t for our occasional GNO with you all I would lose the rest of my sanity.

  Since this whole experience of writing and publishing is new and unknown territory for me I went question crazy with so many people. I just want you to know all your help meant the world to me. Thank you so much to these authors that were so willing to take their time and answer my questions: Katy Evans (for REAL your help and your book have been greatly appreciated by me), Mia Sheridan (thank you for answering my questions and having a true understanding of the passion behind a story), Molly McAdams (I love all your post and the love you have for your fans. Even though you made me ugly cry I still adore you. You answered many things for me even
though I know you stay beyond busy, so thank you), Amanda Stone (you are also new to this yet you took the time to give me great answers always. Whether they were about book related things or Vampire Diaries you were there and I thank you. I can’t wait for your next book), Yadi H. Forward (thank you for joining me into many groups/pages to help me get the word out there. I hope everything goes great for the release of your book as well).

  Thank you so much to Julie with JT Formatting for her hard work. This isn’t just with the formatting itself, because if anyone got overwhelmed with my questioning it was definitely Julie that caught the majority of it. You were beyond informative and I couldn’t have done this without you. Thank you to Stephanie at Once Upon A Time Covers for my cover design, I love it.

  To all the groups and sites out there that shared my post and pictures along the way; thank you, thank you, and thank you. What we do without you? A Book Whores Obsession made my first Eric quote picture and I can’t even tell you how happy I was when it was posted on their page. I was beyond words of excitement and I love it and all that you ladies do. Crazy, Chaotic Book Babes you are also always more than willing to help spread the word and share the love of our fictional men that we make a part of our lives. Thank you for all your hard work. Fictional Mens Room For Book Ho’s I want to thank you as well for being a great group and also always willing to help out a girl and her sexual fictional mens fantasies.

  Of course if it wasn’t for all the readers out there that take their time to bring these stories into their hands and hearts where would I be? Thank you so much for taking your time with this and I hope you enjoy it.

  JOAN DUSZYNSKI LIVES in Virginia with her husband and their three children. Woods surround her home, and she loves the privacy and quiet it brings. Throughout her school years she never spent much of her time reading, and then something amazing happened when she picked up a book one day and realized she couldn’t put it back down. Opening her mind to the world of stories has been a wonderful experience for her, and she wanted to share it with others through her own stories. She loves all of her fantastic and supportive friends, and feels that, without them, her sanity might truly be lost.

  She can be found on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/DreamingJoan

  Or by email at: joanduszynskiauthor@gmail.com

  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Chapter Thirty

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Chapter Thirty-Three

  Chapter Thirty-Four

  Chapter Thirty-Five

  Chapter Thirty-Six

  Chapter Thirty-Seven

  Chapter Thirty-Eight

  Chapter Thirty-Nine

  Chapter Forty

  Chapter Forty-One

  Chapter Forty-Two

  Chapter Forty-Three

  Chapter Forty-Four

  Chapter Forty-Five

  Epilogue

  Acknowledgments

  About the Author