Title: Fated Bliss (The Bliss Series, #2)
Author: Cassie Strickland
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 15, 2016
Those gold eyes were the first thing I noticed. I wanted more than anything to get lost in them, drown in her, to let go of my fears and doubts my past had left behind.
But it wasn’t just me I had to consider.
My son came first.
She’s a force to be reckoned with, though. She was everywhere, in my dreams even, tempting me to throw caution to the wind.
And I was weak.
I gave into my clawing desire and let myself enjoy one night with her, having no clue she’d change me forever.
Once wasn’t enough. I became addicted. I craved her – her scent, her skin, her smile, her eyes…her love.
I need Samantha.
My life was uncomplicated. It was free and easy.
Then I met him, the man with the blue-violet eyes that entranced me.
I had a feeling I was making a big mistake when agreeing to one night of carnal bliss, but I was unable to walk away. I just couldn’t have foreseen how big of one it was.
He turned my world upside-down, working his way into my heart until it beat only for him. Now everything is complex, and there are secrets he’s not telling me.
Will he ever let me in?
Time would tell, but one thing is sure – I’d walk through hell and back, feel the blistering lick of each flame against my flesh, for just the promise of Ben.
Not intended for anyone under the age of eighteen due to language and sexual content.
Note from the author:
Fated Bliss is the second book in The Bliss Series, and though it is recommended to read Finding Bliss first, it’s not needed. Fated Bliss is a standalone novel with an HEA.
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“Oh, my God,” Samantha breathed, her words drowned out by the pillow against her face.
She was laying on her stomach, her ass up in the air, with both hands clutching the comforter. She never looked more spellbinding.
“Spread them wider,” I demanded.
Her body swayed from side to side as she widened her stance.
“Perfect,” I murmured and licked her again.
Heavy pants reverberated through the room. The taste of her on my lips was ambrosia, better than anything in the world.
She was delicious.
I dipped my tongue inside her, her pussy clenching around me. As she rocked against me, wedging my tongue deeper, I about spilled myself all over she sheets.
Redoubling my efforts, I moaned around her pussy and fingered her clit.
“Ben,” she groaned. “I need you.”
“Just a second,” I told her, pulling away.
As I sat back on my haunches, I slipped two fingers inside her and watched in fascination as her body accepted them.
She was a dream, letting me do what I wanted to her body in every way imaginable.
“You were beautiful tonight,” I whispered, nipping her ass cheek. “But you look decadent like this.”
She always looked decadent after orgasming, her face dreamy, her skin misted with sweat. I was working her into orgasm number three, and she thrived under it gloriously.
“If you had it your way, we wouldn’t leave the room,” she replied, then moaned loudly as I flicked her clit.
“You’re right.” I slapped her bottom. It wasn’t enough to hurt her, just sting a tiny bit.
She loved it.
“Oh, God,” she mewled.
I took her clit between two fingers and pinched lightly.
“Please, Ben…inside now. Enough is enough.”
I added a third finger, getting her ready for me. “Is that better?” I teased.
“No. You. I want you inside me,” she whined.
“I am inside you, baby girl.” I twisted my fingers and slid them across her g-spot.
She shuddered hard. “You know what I mean.”
“You’re an asshole – you know that?”
“Fine. Okay, I’ll say it!” she griped, shooting fire at me over her shoulder. “I want your cock.”
“Mmmm, you know exactly what to say to turn me on.”
Hearing her say dirty words spurred me higher.
I leaned in and licked her some more, tasting her essence.
Samantha cried out, her legs trembling.
I was hurting already. If she only knew how much it tormented me when she pleaded. It made my balls ache and my cock excruciatingly hard. There was nothing better than Samantha delirious with need and begging for what only I could give her.
I savored her for a few more moments. She was lingering right on the precipice, and I wanted to draw it out a little bit more. Right when she was about to sail over the cliff, I pulled away and slipped my fingers from her.
“No!” she wailed.
“Shhh,” I whispered, petting her back, and scooted closer. “I’ve got you.”
I took myself in hand and pressed against her entrance. As she shuddered again, I thrust all the way home.
God, nothing has ever felt so good.
“Ahhh!” Samantha screamed, her head flying back. All of her gorgeous hair cascaded down her back as she lifted herself on her elbows.
Iridescent eyes met mine as she watched me thrust into her. I gazed into them, hoping she saw all the things I had yet said. By the swirling adulation staring back at me, I believed she did.
I kept my rhythm slow, wanting to drive her insane. She was already spasming around me, but she wouldn’t find her release at this pace. I’d been inside her enough to know.
Gripping her hips, I helped her drive herself on me. With every stroke, her ass shook and jiggled. It was a pretty sight, enough so that I started pounding into her, my need getting the better of me.
“Yes,” Samantha hissed, meeting my demands. “Honey…yes.”
“Touch yourself for me, sweetheart.”
Samantha shifted as I took her, sinking myself into her searing heat over and over again. Fingers slipped around the base of my cock as she felt us together, ripping a gasp from my throat.
“You feel amazin’, handsome,” she purred throatily.
“Keep doing that and it won’t last long,” I warned, my voice guttural.
About The Author
Cassie Strickland lives in East Texas with her husband, her daughter, and her Jack Russell terrier. With the support of her family and friends, she recently changed her career path to something new and exciting, something she loves to do – writing.
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