Shattered Edge (18 page)

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

Terri

The plane took off and Justin would not give me a clue. I hounded him for details and he just smiled.

Once we reached ten thousand feet, Roy and Kathie brought us lunch. This was no ordinary airplane lunch. We started with shrimp cocktail and prosecco. Then we had a mixed greens salad with candied pecans, pears and blue cheese crumbles. As for the main course, they brought us a grilled halibut with a lemon butter sauce, risotto and grilled vegetables. It was all served with a lovely chilled white wine, but I only had a few sips of it. I was so excited, I hardly let go of Justin’s hand during the meal. When we were finished eating, I looked at him and said, “This isn’t flying, it’s soaring.” He laughed.

“Follow me. I want to show you something.”

We got out of our luxurious reclining seats and headed toward the back of the cabin. He opened the door and we walked into a stateroom. It was a bedroom, with a large bed, desk that had a computer station and there was also a TV, stereo and God knows what else. It also contained a bathroom that included a walk in shower.

“You all know how to live right.”

“We were lucky Terri. We were born into money.”

“I’ll say. You don’t act like it though.”

He held my hand and we both sat down on the bed. He faced me and asked, “What do you mean?”

“Well, you obviously can afford to buy whatever you want...go wherever you want. Your home is lovely and it’s filled with fine furnishings. Your parent’s home is...well, Justin, there are no words. Your brother has that damn yacht and there’s no telling what else you all own. But none of you act like it.  I mean you understand humility and generosity. You live and breathe it. Your parents did an amazing job of raising you. That’s what I mean.”

He gifted me with a slow sexy half grin and said, “I’ll be sure to pass that on to my mom.”

I poked him in the ribs with my elbow, but then I noticed his smile was gone and his eyes had darkened. He moved off the bed and knelt at the foot of it. With his hands on my thighs, he pulled me to the edge and whispered in that deep husky voice that made my skin tingle and my belly tighten, “Terri, what have you done to me? You have captivated me beyond anything I could’ve imagined. My body responds to you in ways that I can’t begin to understand.” He unbuttoned my pants and unzipped then. “When I’m with you, there always seems to be this urgent need to feel your skin against mine. All of it. Thoughts of you arouse me, even when my mind should be occupied with other things.” He began unbuttoning my blouse. “In surgery for instance. I should be focused on putting the pieces of someone’s bone back together, but images of your naked body flash through my mind, and instantly I’m hard for you.”

I was so aroused by his voice, his hands, his words, that I reached over to his shirt so I could unbutton it, but his hands stopped mine. “Not yet,” he whispered.

“I’ve been hard since you got in the car earlier. Feel me.” He put my hand on him and I wanted so badly to unzip his pants.

“Let me touch you Justin.”

“In due time Terri.”

He slipped off my pants, then my blouse. My bra and panties followed.

“Now, just the way I prefer you. Perfectly beautiful and naked.”

He kissed me and his fingers sought out my sex. “Always ready for me Terri. So drenched.”

“Yes,” I breathed into his mouth.

He whispered back to me, into mine, “I’ve missed you this week. When I haven’t seen you, you know what I’ve craved, don’t you? Do you want that Terri? Do you want my mouth and tongue on you?”

I couldn’t answer him. But he didn’t wait anyway. He spread my legs and I watched as he lowered his head. His mouth was warm and his tongue was like fire as it stroked me. Long and slow at first, it was pure pleasure. I moaned as I threaded my fingers in his thick waves and held him tightly to me. His tongue and mouth soon had me in a frenzy as his long and slow pace turned into a fast and ferocious one. It didn’t take long before the first bursts of my orgasm were upon me, leaving me calling out his name.

He stood up and rapidly stripped off his clothing. Then he placed a couple of pillows underneath me and lifted my legs. Still dazed with the bliss of my orgasm, I was more than pleased when I felt his hardness sliding into me, filling me.

“Ah, Terri, you’re so ready for me baby. And tight. I love the way you feel around me honey.”

I was back in euphoria again, unable to form a coherent word. He was slowly sliding out, hovering at my entrance and quickly moving back in again. At that point he would swivel his hips ever so slightly to add just the perfect amount of friction that had me catching my breath every time.

“Come with me Terri. I love to watch you when you come. You’re amazing.”

I felt my world exploding again, as I fell into the land of absolute pleasure. My heels dug into his ass and my hands were gripping his forearms. He was coming right there with me, calling my name as he did.

“Damn I wish those could go on forever,” I said afterward.

“Hmm, me too,” he agreed as he pulled back from me. Then he pulled the covers back and we crawled under the sheets. He pulled me onto his chest and smiled. “I love the way you look right after we’ve had sex. Your lips are puffy and so kissable.” He gave me one of those toe clenching, finger curling kisses. “You’re hair has that bedroom look to it. And I would bet an ass load of money that if I could see your nipples right now, they would be perfectly little hardened nubs that I would just have to put my mouth on and suck.”

“Keep talking like that Justin, and you’re going to have to start all over again. Besides, I have a confession to make.”

“What?”

“I love it when you’re hair is all messed up and you have that after sex glow too. It makes me just want to kiss you all over.”

“Hmm. Is that a fact?”

“Oh yeah.”

“Well, I just might have to let you then.”

Those eyes of his turned that deep shade of sexy again and I ran my hand down his abs. I felt his body jerk so I kept going. When I got to my goal, sure enough, he was as hard as a brick. I pushed the covers back and started to lick and tease him, and it wasn’t long before we made a return trip to orgasmia.

We fell asleep for about an hour and I woke up to Justin tickling me. “I thought we should get up and take a quick shower. We’re going to be landing in an hour, so we’ll need to be in our seats in about thirty minutes.”

Exactly one hour later, we were landing somewhere and I still had no idea where.  The plane taxied to a stop and there was a large SUV waiting for us. We deplaned and we were somewhere tropical.

“So, when are you going to tell me?”

“When we get there.”

The driver hopped out and took our bags, welcoming us to Turks and Caicos.

“Aha!” I exclaimed.

Justin laughed.

Our driver, John, looked at us in confusion. Justin explained.

“Oh, I’m so sorry to have spoiled your surprise.”

Justin replied, “No worries John. She still doesn’t know where we’re staying.”

John gave Justin a knowing look so I knew it was some place special.

And it was...very special. This place, Amanyara, was stunning. Very private, very exclusive and no doubt, very expensive. It didn’t offer rooms, it offered pavilions. They were suites that had their own pools. Ours was the best, or that’s what they said when we checked in, and it was right on the ocean. It was fabulous. I’d never seen anything like it. Very private, you could walk around naked for the entire time and no one would be the wiser...which is pretty much what we did. We sunbathed nude, we did everything nude. The only time we wore any clothing at all was when we went to dinner because we had all our other meals delivered to the room.

Valentine’s Day was Saturday. Early that morning, right before dawn, my alarm on my cell phone went off. I was disoriented because I didn’t set it and the room was so dimly lit, I couldn’t make anything out. I sat up in bed and turned on the bedside light. I was alone in the room. Propped on Justin’s pillow was a dozen long stemmed red roses and a thick embossed note card with his name, “Justin Daniel Middleton.”

I opened the card and written inside was:

My Dearest Terri,

Happy Valentine’s Day! Come and meet me outside

to watch the glorious sun rise on this

very special day.

Always yours,

Justin

I clambered out of bed and put on a robe. Making my way to the outside, I saw tiny lanterns lighting my way to where he waited. He sat on a blanket on the beach and in the distance you could see the horizon lightening up.

“Hey! This is lovely Justin.”

“Not nearly as lovely as you.” He kissed me. “Happy Valentine’s Day gorgeous.”

“Thank you for the roses. They’re beautiful. Justin?”

“Yeah babe.”

“I feel terrible.

“Why?” he sounded so concerned.

“I didn’t get you anything. Well, I did, but it’s at home. I didn’t know when we left...” my voice trailed. I had gotten him a ring. It was a really cool puzzle ring that actually looked like puzzle pieces. I wanted it to be a representation of how we had come together like that of a puzzle.

“Oh honey, that’s okay. You can give it to me when we get back. I don’t want that to spoil your day, okay?”

“Okay. Well, it is your fault after all.”

We laughed.

“Look at the glow on the horizon,” he said. It was a blend of pinks, oranges and reds, chasing away the darkness of the night.

“It’s awesome, isn’t it?”

“Uh huh. It reminds me of something.”

“Oh? What’s that?”

“How each day with you brings something new into my life. And how just when I think I’ve gotten you pegged, you do or say something, that opens my eyes even wider and lets me know there are some really magical things about you Terrington Mitchell, that will take the rest of my life to figure out. So, that’s what I’d like to do. Terri, will you marry me? Will you be my wife? Will you share my life because I can’t stand the thought of going through mine without you right there with me. I’ve thought about what it was like before us, and baby, I don’t want to be in that place ever again. You make my life full. You make me into the man I want to be. You put the beat into my heart and the spirit into my soul. I love you Terri with my body, mind and spirit and I will for the rest of my life. I’ll always be true and faithful to you. Marry me please.”

Then he opened up his hand and in it sat a small black velvet box.

I sat and looked at him, and then smiled. “Justin, I think I fell in love with you the first time I saw you...that night we went to dinner with Pearce and Lexi. Yes, I’ll marry you. I couldn’t stand the thought of going through life without you either. And I think this is the most romantic and sexy proposal I’ve ever heard of in my entire life.” Then I kissed him with everything I had. I jumped on him so hard, I knocked him backwards on the blanket and we just made out for a while. The sky lightened up all around us and finally we broke apart to breathe.

“Honey, look at the sun.”

The huge half orange glow was just beginning its ascent on the horizon.

“How perfect is this?”

“It will be even more perfect if you look at your engagement ring.”

My hand flew to my mouth because I had completely forgotten about it.

“Oh Justin, I’m sorry honey.”

He laughed. “It’s okay babe. I know it’s that stupendous charm of mine.”

“Yeah, it is. Really.”

He held out the box for me to take but I wanted him to do the honors.

“Open it please and put in on my finger.”

He did and I only gulped.

“Honey, I want you to love this. If you don’t love it, you can return it for something that you do love. Okay?”

“Yeah, but I love this one,” I whispered as I ran my finger across it. It was so beautiful...brilliantly beautiful the way the diamond caught the first rays of the morning sun. I sighed.

“It’s a Tiffany Legacy with a cushion cut stone. But if it’s not to your liking, you can get whatever you want.”

“Um Justin?”

“Yeah honey.”

“This is to my liking. A whole lot.”

He laughed then. Really laughed.

“Justin?”

“Yeah Terri.”

“Thanks. This has been the most perfect engagement and the best Valentine’s Day ever. Will you pinch me, ‘cause I know I gotta be dreaming.”

“No babe, I’m the one that must be dreaming. You’re my dream come true.”

We just stayed out there, wrapped up in each other’s arms, watching the sun continue to lazily climb to its perch overhead. For whatever reason, I didn’t want this moment to end. It was our own utopia, and the reality of going home depressed me for some reason. I snuggled closer in Justin, rubbing my nose against his neck and inhaling that intoxicating scent of him that I adored so much. As I lay there being held by this wonderful man, I couldn’t think of one thing I wanted to change about him or us. Our lives together would be so exciting...so great that I couldn’t imagine how we ever made it a day without each other.