Remember Me

by Jennifer Foor

  Remember Me

  Written By: Jennifer Foor

  Copyright © 2014 Jennifer Foor

  All Rights Reserved

  Cover Art By : Wicked Cool Designs Robin Harper

  Photography: Toski Covey

  This book is a written act of fiction. Any places, characters, or similarities are purely coincidence. If certain places or characters are referenced it is for entertainment purposes only. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

  No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. This book is not allowed to be offered for sale, discounted, or free on any sites other than Kobo, IBook’s, Amazon and Barnes and Noble. This book may only be distributed by Jennifer Foor, the owner and Author of this series.

  Check out the other books by Jennifer Foor

  (Contemporary Romance)

  Letting Go - A Mitchell Family Series Book One

  Folding Hearts – A Mitchell Family Series Book Two

  Raging Love – A Mitchell Family Series Book Three

  Risking Fate – A Mitchell Family Series Book Four

  Wrapping Up – A Mitchell Family Series Novella 4.5

  Wanting More – A Mitchell Series Book Five

  Saving Us – A Mitchell Family Series Book Six

  Blinding Trust – A Mitchell Family Series Book Seven

  Losing Him – A Mitchell Family Series Book Eight

  Hope’s Chance (Contemporary Romance)

  The Somnian Series (YA Paranormal)

  Books 1-5

  Hustle Me (A Bank Shot Romance)

  Hustle Him (A Bank Shot Romance)

  Diary of a Male Maid

  Twinsequences

  Gray Love (Contemporary Romance)

  Repair Me ( Cont. Erotica)

  Replace Me

  Restore Me

  Reject Me (Coming Soon) Jamey and Peyton

  Love’s Suicide (Contemporary Romance stand alone)

  Beta Readers

  Kayla Kennedy, Emma Clifton, Kristy Davidson, Catherine Roberts, Lara Petterson ,

  Jennifer Harried, Mechelle Lovell Jackson, Jamie Grant

  Web Design and Marketing by: Amy Haigler

  Acknowledgements:

  Thanks to my kick-ass street team, Foor Players. You all rock!

  FOORWHORES – my super secret society

  Thanks to all of my new friends on my FB, Twitter and Goodreads.

  Thank you for spreading the word and all of the support you give.

  Thanks to all of my other Independent Author Friends. (you know who you are)

  Thank you to all the book bloggers out there spreading the word for me and others who write.

  BLOGGERS WHO I COULDN’T BEGIN TO THANK ENOUGH

  Rockstars of Romance (Milasy and Lisa), iloveindiebooks,

  Book Bitches, Maryse Book Blog, Shh Mom’s reading, Into the night Reviews, Word, Kindlehooked, , Totally Booked, Word, Reading is my time out, Stick Girl Book Reviews, Wolfels World of Books, Dirty Books and Dirty Boys,

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  Special Thanks to:

  The Mullet Ninjas (You know who you are.)

  Shayne

  Chapter 1

  Her skin, so smooth beneath my fingertips. She smelled of fruit and her shampoo also a familiar fragrance. Wet hair from her shower stuck to her neck and I moved it away to savor the base, to get a mere taste of her sultry neck.

  The fabric of her shirt slowly lifted just inches at a time to reveal more of what I longed to see. Our lips connected while I slowly removed what was hiding her over her head. I could feel the pounding of my heart, only providing proof of what was really, finally, happening between us.

  For so long we’d been blinded by our own stupidity. We’d been consumed by guilt and hate, so much that we couldn’t see what had been occurring right in front of us.

  Her lips felt like heaven, much like how our hands laced perfectly together.

  What was forming between us wasn’t planned, not like other women I’d been with. This was all because neither of us could go another minute without expressing ourselves physically. I was in awe of this beautiful woman, and she reacted the same to me.

  It was difficult to catch my breath when I didn’t want to miss a single second of her lips being on mine. Our tongues crashed together, beckoning the erection hidden beneath my shorts. Though I knew it couldn’t happen, it still didn’t keep me from imagining what it would be like when we finally were able to.

  For now, we had to take what we could. Her health was at stake and I wasn’t going to take it for granted.

  This woman had me by the balls and she didn’t even realize it. For Ash, she was waiting for me to leave her, to move on to someone else like I had in my past. For me, I couldn’t get enough.

  Now topless, she sat up and faced me, allowing my palms to brush over her hardened brown nipples. My mouth watered as my hands coasted over the coarse buds. A simple moan escaped her lips as she watched me touching her. With one gasp she was biting down on it, tightening her face as the fulfillment started to take effect.

  I minded her belly, being ever so gentle as I brought my hands down over it. Inside were two precious lives that I’d promised to protect. Through our own hardships we’d found each other and the family that they both needed. My tender touch brought her eyes back open. Though she seemed uncomfortable, I felt connected to her in a way that I couldn’t explain.

  One hand reached lower, digging inside of her panties for the wet prize awaiting me. I leaned in and kissed her once more, slipping my tongue over hers as I played in the moisture below. She was so ready for me, even knowing it wasn’t going to happen. I’d sworn that I wouldn’t hurt her and I was keeping that promise for the safety of the twins and this woman that I adored.

  Her body began to rock against my fingers and I knew that touching her was never going to be enough. I needed more, to be able to give her satisfaction to the best of my ability.

  My body slid off the bed, giving me ample room to bring her legs forward and venture up between them. She lifted her ass, allowing her panties to come down without trouble. Her pussy was there, waiting for my next move, begging to be touched again. I stared at it, imagining all of the things that I wanted to do to it.

  With little effort I took my thumb and rubbed it over her clit, causing a jolt to her body. As her ass lifted I repeated the movement. It was making her squirm, so I continued, while blowing cool air over the sensitive area.

  She leaned up on her elbows to be able to watch me. I kept my eyes on her as I inched my way closer. My lower lip made contact first, dragging up her pussy and tasting her for the first time. To me, this was the most intimate thing that a man could do to a woman. Anyone could have sex, but this was something more, offered mostly to the person I truly wanted to be with completely.

  I spread her apart with my hands and licked her, again and again, until she cried out, grabbing my hair and holding me in place.

  Even after, I leaned in for a taste, wanting to please her as many times as possible. The longer I did it, the harder it was to not want more; more of what I knew wasn’t goi
ng to happen.

  After wiping my face, I kissed my way up to her belly. The bump may have been an inconvenience for her, but it represented something completely different for me. I had her because of the circumstances that surrounded those children. I’d forever be in their debt for that, for them showing me the real meaning of love.

  She played with my hair until I made my way to her lips again. After sucking on that puffy bottom one, I pulled away noticing its redness. Without notice she pulled my shirt over my head and kissed my shoulder. The wetness of her tongue left a trail of saliva over my skin that glistened in the dim light from the bathroom. I played with her hair as our lips made contact again. Her sultry mouth sent me into another frenzy and the throbbing from beneath my pants was definitely making it well known that something was about to happen.

  Never in my life had I blown a load in my pants while still clothed, but that’s exactly what was going to happen. Knowing that, and feeling her hands tugging on my shorts made me compliant. Whatever she wanted, she could have. I stood up removing them even faster, causing my erection to pop out. She got on the edge of the bed and pulled me close, placing those warm, puffy lips around me. I closed my eyes and pretended I was abandoned out in the ocean with no water. I gasped for air as her mouth nurtured the ache that only she could take away.

  With little effort on her part, I finished, kindly backing out of her reach before it could happen in her mouth. I needed to kiss her more and touch every inch of her precious body.

  Before our mouths met again, I cleaned up my mess and got her a drink. She needed to stay hydrated and healthy, even in the midst of our night-long foreplay. We had a lot to celebrate and coming to grips with finally discovering each other was a high priority. We’d just begun and I wasn’t planning on stopping until we were both famished. This woman needed to know what she did to me when she walked into a room. She needed to know that when I wasn’t with her, I missed her. She needed to know that no other woman had ever made me feel what I did for her.

  This wasn’t a teen romance. It wasn’t something to help me get over a bad break-up. It wasn’t something that we were doing to make life easier.

  We were together because out of something horrible we’d fallen in love. We’d cared for one another when nobody else did. We’d shared our fears and our let-downs. When the world had given up on us, we had each other’s backs.

  This woman standing in front of me had become my very best friend. I couldn’t understand why I never realized I was falling for her sooner. The signs were all there.

  From across the room she looked like an angel, standing there in her naked silhouette I saw only beauty. Her hair had begun to dry and curl up on the ends, falling down over her nipples. I closed my eyes and pictured the way they felt as they brushed over my tongue. Right away, I was already beginning to get turned on again.

  So far, this was the best night of my life, and I knew there were going to be so many more.

  Right before our second round, I pulled her into my arms and looked into those beautiful deep-blue eyes. “I can’t believe that I didn’t see it before.”

  “See what?”

  “How much I’m in love with you, Ash.”

  She smiled and looked taken back by my confession. I think in a lot of ways it still wasn’t real to her. The idea of us being a couple, together, and in love was just too much for anyone to believe. As far as I was concerned, nobody had to. As long as I had her heart, I didn’t care about anything else.

  Chapter 2

  Ashley

  I sat up in bed and looked around the room. It was all the same way I’d left it before going to sleep, except one thing.

  Something was definitely missing.

  After the night we’d spent together, one could only expect me to be worried. I’d lived with the man for months; silently falling in love with him when I knew it was a horrible idea. The more I fought with myself, the harder I fell, all the while hoping that one day he’d return the feelings.

  Then he did, so he claimed, and I never even considered that he was saying it to get into my pants. Being that I was extremely pregnant with twins, making love wasn’t exactly on my priority list and I certainly didn’t want anyone to see me naked.

  But there we were in my bed, exploring each other for the first time physically. As awkward as it should have been, I felt so comforted being with him.

  Though we never had intercourse, I wanted to think that we’d made love, in a sense, of course. As silly as it was, I felt as if it were the most beautiful experience that I’d ever had with man. The way he touched my skin, stroked my hair, and touched me with his lips heightened every one of my senses.

  I began to slowly swing my feet off of the side of the bed. With one swollen foot on the floor, I heard a sound that was both reassuring and exciting all at the same time.

  There he was standing in the doorway, wearing only a pair of boxer shorts. I’d seen his chest before. He’d been a lifeguard for so many years at the beach that every girl had his abs memorized, but this show was just for me.

  “Hey.” His smile was from cheek to cheek and I could feel my own reddening.

  “I thought –.”

  He walked toward me, breaking the distance between us. I could smell the mouthwash, as his face got closer to mine. He looked me in the eyes that were for sure covered in crust, not to mention that I was sure that my breath was horrendous.

  Before he said something, he leaned in and kissed me right on the lips. I pulled away with a surprised grimace. “I meant what I said last night, Ash.”

  I shrugged and looked down at my hands, unable to accept that Shayne could ever love someone, especially me being so pregnant.

  He sensed my concern and put each hand on both sides of my exposed belly. “I want this and I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you believe me.”

  The hot tears running down my cheeks were very apparent, even before he wiped one side away with the back of his hand. The right side of my lips reacted to his touch, forming a half-smile. “I’m scared. I don’t deserve to be happy, Shayne, and I know that if I let myself fall even more for you that I’ll get hurt. Last night was –.”

  “Perfect.” He brushed a strand of hair away from my face. “It was perfect.”

  I shook my head and started to fall back down on the bed. “Yeah right. We didn’t even get to finish.”

  Shayne laughed while walking around the bed to climb in beside me. He put his strong arm over my belly and rested his weight on his side, facing me. “Last night was intense, Ash. I’d like to think that you enjoyed yourself as much as I did.”

  “I did.” A giggle escaped me, picturing my big fat stomach being involved in a sexual sixty-nine position. “Do you think other pregnant people do that sort of thing?”

  Shayne laughed at me. “Bein’ pregnant doesn’t mean you’re not desirable. You’ve always been gorgeous, Ash.”

  He didn’t understand that while he was going out on dates and getting over his ex, Lacey, I had been falling for him, loving the side of him that he’d never let any of them see. “I guess I’m still in shock.”

  Shayne looked up at the ceiling. “It’s kind of weird, I’ll admit that. Obviously, we’ve got to deal with my family. At least they already think we’ve been together. That makes it all seem easier.”

  “They’ll hate me forever after what I did to Ford. I don’t see anyone bein’ nice to me, Shayne. You don’t have to make it seem like things will be different. Us dating will only make them hate me more.” Once that family knew that I wasn’t carrying Ford’s baby, they’d made their minds up. I’d used my pregnancy as a last resort to try and get him back and it had backfired in my face. The twins, being a result of a one-night stand with Shayne’s little brother had to stay a secret.

  Parker wanted nothing to do with me or the children and he’d made that clear when he signed over all parental rights, after I’d been in the hospital.

  Shayne had already stepped up and
claimed the children as his own, keeping the secret from ever having to come out.

  The problem was that I’d already lost the trust of his family. Regardless who the real father was, I’d never be anything more than a slut and liar.

  “They hate me, too. Who cares what anyone else thinks? All that matters is how we feel about each other. Get up and get dressed. Put on those bright pink sweatpants you always wear, and a T-shirt, and meet me in the kitchen. We’re going to feed those kids.”

  He shot up and started walking out of the room, giving me no explanation to his insane boost of energy.

  I called out toward my open bedroom door. Since it was too difficult to get up quickly, I relied on him coming back instead. “Shayne. I don’t want to go anywhere. I’m supposed to be on bed rest, remember?”

  “Stay naked then,” he yelled from the other room.

  I rolled my eyes and rocked from side to side until I was able to flip my feet off the bed and sit up. Each day was getting harder and being told to hurry up was impossible.

  I got myself dressed, put my hair in a ponytail and washed up before meeting Shayne at the bedroom door. He was dressed from the waist down and smelled fantastic. It gave me chills imagining that smell brushing against my skin the night before. For so long I’d fantasized about what it would have been like to touch and kiss him. Now we were actually calling ourselves a couple.

  The weird thing was that I worried if we walked out of the house everything would change, and Shayne would be ashamed of me. It was no secret that he liked women. I was content knowing that we would raise the twins as friends. Now that we were a couple, I worried that I’d lose him and it petrified me to imagine doing it alone.

  Though I had my parents, they weren’t too thrilled about my predicament. I’d let everyone down, so much that Shayne was the only person that I was happy being around.

  His parents had accepted me, and we’d gone to their house for dinner, but I still didn’t feel comfortable.