Felisha Goulding's Stolen Innocence Series
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Meg couldn’t hold back the blush that crept over her entire face. She was caught staring at her lover like some lovesick teenager. “Nothing,” she replied a little embarrassed.
Drake knew she was checking him out, and he struggled to hold himself back from swiping everything off the table and taking her right there. But he had plans for them this evening and nothing would interrupt what he intended to do. He held himself back for now, reminding himself that he could hold her later and satisfy their need for one another.
He grabbed the remote and turned the music up a little louder and came around the table. He took her hand in his. “Shall we?” he asked, as he brushed his lips across her knuckles. His blue eyes grew dark with lust and his erection was evident as he stood before her. But he didn’t mind, he had no issues with Meggie knowing exactly how much he wanted her and how tonight would end. He raked his eyes slowly over her entire body.
Meg felt the heat of his stare right between her thighs. What she really wanted to do was throw him on the floor, straddle him, and ride him hard.
“You look insatiable,” he said as he pulled her up to stand before him. He held her close and while his hands worked over her perfect curves he kissed her tenderly on the mouth.
“Do you want to know what I was thinking earlier?” she dared to ask.
“Yes,” he replied tenderly.
“I was thinking how lucky I am and how I never get tired of wanting you.” She wiggled her eyebrows at him and continued to follow him into the family room. He took her into his embrace, and they danced slowly to the music. With their bodies held snug against one another, they found the perfect rhythm. Their movements were slow and sensual; their bodies speaking in a language of their own.
The doorbell rang and Drake asked Meg to go upstairs while he prepared dessert. It was silly but important to him so she did as he asked. Twenty minutes later, there was a quiet knock on the bedroom door, and Drake stepped inside the room. “Dessert awaits us, Ms. Malone,” he held the door open and escorted her down the stairs. On the way down, Meg noticed the miniature Tiffany night lights plugged into the outlets along the hallway, just like the one in their bedroom, and she smiled knowingly to herself. He took such good care of her, was there anything he didn’t think of?
“Wow, how did you do this in twenty minutes?” Meg stood there stunned as she took in the wintery scene laid out before her. White shiny balloons stood tall on each side of the curtains. Happy New Year written in gold on each of them and heavy shiny gold weights secured them to the floor. A small table for two stood out in the middle of the room, covered in a white floor length tablecloth and two chairs covered in white linen with gold bows wrapped around the back of each chair. In the middle of the table stood a miniature tree. It glimmered like diamonds and stood approximately three feet tall. Each branch heavily encased in shimmering crystal giving off the effect of ice covered branches. It was magical, and it felt like she had entered a winter wonderland. Three ornaments hung from the branches, two of them were familiar. They were the ornaments they exchanged from their trip to Niagara-on-the-Lake. The third one was embedded in heavy crystals. It was absolutely stunning.
They approached the table and Drake pulled out a chair for her to take a seat. Dessert was hidden under silver covers and before he sat down, he removed them both. Meg’s right hand immediately moved to cover her mouth. She was nicely surprised and in awe that he staged this entire dessert to perfection. Sitting on the plates before them, were crepes, filled with bananas and nutella and white powdered icing sugar lightly dusted over each one, giving them a signature touch along with chocolate shavings.
“ChickaLicious?” Meg asked. “Was this all set up and delivered by Liu?”
“It was indeed. He said to give you a kiss before he left and apologized for not staying to say hello.” Drake kissed her cheek, before he continued. “I told him we would drop by later this week and that tonight I wanted you all to myself.”
“Hmmm, as much as I would love to see him, I’m happy you sent him away.” She looked at Drake with a meaningful look that needed no words to support what she was feeling and what she wanted. She wanted him alone, and she wanted that wicked mouth of his all over her.
“I can’t believe you did all of this without my knowing.” Meg couldn’t contain the excitement she felt. He was smiling and so freaking sexy, she wanted to skip dessert and show him how thankful she really was. But she couldn’t resist taking a bite first. Her hand reached out to pick up the fork, and she was ready to dig in. He reached over and touched her hand.
“No, allow me,” he said. Drake picked up his fork, cut into the delicious crepe and fed her. He watched intently as she took every bite. She knew he was turned on; he was shifting in that chair a little uncomfortably, and of course, it didn’t help matters when she moaned softly and suggestively after each bite hesitating before letting the spoon leave her lips. He took bites in between feeding her, and before she knew it, dessert had disappeared.
“Umm, that was like a piece of heaven,” she licked her lips in approval.
“Do you remember when we purchased these?” he asked pointing at the ornaments on the tree.
“How could I forget? That just happens to be one of the most memorable weekends of my life,” she replied smiling back at the memory.
He turned the third ornament in her direction, and she leaned in a little closer to read the inscription. “Will you marry me?” Immediately, her heart skipped a beat. She was thrilled, and excitement filled every part of her. Tears surfaced immediately and spilled quickly down her face. Meg couldn’t believe this was happening. She knew without doubt that they loved one another, that she had found the one man that could truly make her happy, who would spend his entire life protecting her. He came around and bent down on one knee and took her hand in his. She was shaking in anticipation and words couldn’t describe how she felt in that moment. He reached into the inside of his jacket pocket and presented her with a small black velvet box. He opened the box and held it up for her to see. Meg sucked in a breath and took in the beauty of the diamond ring. It was so shiny. The diamond was a perfect size, square-shaped, and encased by miniature diamonds. It was breathtaking.
“I have the blessing of both your parents,” he assured her. “I knew when I met you that you were special, but when we spent that weekend together, the one when we went to Niagara-on-the-Lake, I knew then that you were the one. When I came out of that little Christmas shop, I had purchased two ornaments. I knew that one day soon after that I would be asking you to marry me.” Drake removed the ring from the box and held her left hand in his. The ring slid on easily and was a perfect fit. “Will you, Meggie Malone, spend the rest of your life with me? I promise I will do everything in my power to protect you and to make you happy. I want you as my lifelong partner, the one at my side every day for the rest of my life. I promise there won’t be many business trips. Now that the Japan deal was successfully closed, I won’t need to travel that much. I know we’ve only been together for a short time, but I have no doubt in my mind that you are the one for me, Meggie Malone. I want to spend every day for the rest of my life with you, if you’ll have me.”
Tears streamed down her face, and Meg tried her best to recover quickly. Somehow she choked out her response. “Yes, Drake, I would be happy to marry you,” she managed. Meg wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders and showered his face in kisses. She couldn’t stop kissing him. He stood up and took her hand in his. “May I have this dance with my fiancée?” he asked.
They both danced late into the evening. At midnight, they turned the music over to the radio station and anxiously waited for the final countdown. After the New Year rang in, they cheered, kissed, and hugged passionately. He swept her off her feet and headed upstairs to the bedroom.
* * * *
The following morning, Meg dialed Sarah’s number and anxiously waited for her to answer. On the third ring, she picked up.
“Happy New Year
, Meg,” Sarah screamed into the receiver.
“Happy New Year to you too, Sarah,” Meg returned with a chuckle. “Guess what? I have the most amazing news! Are you sitting?”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Felisha Goulding
Felisha Goulding grew up in a small town in the heart of Newfoundland, the most Eastern part of Canada. Just out of high school, she left for Toronto with $68 dollars in her pocket and an old beaten up yellow suitcase.
Currently residing in the City of Vaughan, Felisha is a dedicated mother of two beautiful boys and has worked full time at the same company for the past twenty-five years. With a passion for writing, she finally sat in front of the computer and started her first manuscript. Burning the midnight oil well into the late hours of the night after work and then working 10 to 12 hours on weekends, a story unfolded and came to life.
Felisha comments, “This has been a life-long dream of mine for many years and this journey has been truly amazing. By far, this has been one of my biggest accomplishments. I look forward to writing many more…”
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