Private Emotions – Promises (The Private Emotions Trilogy) (21 page)

My mom came over to where I was standing and said, “Honey, I just met the Sterlings and they are lovely. I can see where Ethan got his impeccable manners.” Ethan had extended a special invitation to my mom, Barry and Maria, and Julia and Scott. He knew how much they all meant to me and how happy I would be to have them here.

“Yes, mom, they are wonderful. I had a chat with them earlier and they could hardly contain their excitement for their son’s accomplishments.”

“I know the feeling. I was in their shoes not too long ago.” She beamed me a smile. “Em, have you tried the nibbles? They are divine.” Here we go again, the ‘food’ topic. “I am going over to try that strange looking thing on the end platter.” She walked off towards her target and to where Ronnie and Mark were standing.

The auction for the drawings took place about two hours later and we all hoped that it would raise a decent amount of money. There were so many charities in need of extra funds to meet the demands placed on them.

The gala was coming to an end and Ethan said, “This evening has been more than I could ever imagine and we raised over $50,000 for charity with the auction of those drawings.” Another loud applause and he continued, “I would like to take this opportunity to thank you all for your contributions, for your purchases and most of all for just being here to celebrate with me on this wonderful evening. Unfortunately I must say goodnight to you all. You don’t have to go home but you can’t stay here.” Laughter ensued and then everyone trickled out leaving Ethan, me and our core group of family and friends in the room. Ethan asked that we share some champagne before we all went our separate ways for the night.

He closed the curtains of the gallery so that we had complete privacy, dimmed the lights and popped the champagne. As I passed the glasses around to each person in the room I realized how lucky Ethan and I were to have such wonderful people in our lives. His parents, my mom, Ronnie and Mark, Sophie and Joanie, Barry and Maria, and Julia and Scott…all the people who had been instrumental in our lives and in the love that Ethan and I shared. Everyone had a broad smile on their faces and I could understand why. The evening was an amazing success and we were all proud of him.

Ethan raised his glass and said, “A toast to an amazing evening, to all of you and most importantly to the love of my life.” I had my hand in the air ready to clink my glass in agreement to his words when he looked at me, smiled and set his glass on the table next to him. He turned around and looked at me with a fire blazing in his eyes.

“Emily, you are the love of my life, the one and only woman that I want to spend the rest of my life with.” He continued to look into my eyes as he slowly knelt before me. “Emily, I love you and want to be with you always. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?” He presented the ring once again and this time I had an entirely different answer.

I swallowed and then turned around and said, “Yes…yes, Ethan, I will marry you.” Once the words left my mouth, I felt this euphoria hit me so strong that I thought I would pass out. My legs were trembling and he immediately got up and held me against him. Everyone applauded and raised their glasses of champagne to us, the happy couple.

“You’ve made me the happiest man in the world.”

We returned to my apartment on a high from the success of the evening. As we walked into the living room Ethan grabbed me from behind in a tight embrace. “Thank you for being here for me, Em.”

“I would not have it any other way.” I held up my hand to look at the ring that was now where it was meant to be. “I have something for you too. Wait here while I go and get it.” I reluctantly broke free from his arms, went to my closet and pulled out the box. I returned to the living room and handed him the box containing the two presents.

“What are you up to, Miss Harris, soon to be Mrs. Sterling?”

“Just you wait and see.”
He opened it to reveal a miniature oil painting set in a beautiful frame and key in pure silver. “The picture is an original. It is the old bridge in that enchanting place you took me to, ‘Little Italy’. You said that the bridge would bestow good luck on lovers who shared a kiss on the spot where we stood. I thought that I would bring that luck with me.”

“How did you manage to buy it without me noticing?”

“In the same way that you got me my heart locket…when you weren’t looking.” I smiled at my own craftiness. “I purchased the key from a street vendor. He had some unique items and one of them was this key. The design on it is almost identical to the design on my heart locket, so for me it represents ‘the key to my heart’.” He looked at the gifts and smiled.

“You never cease to amaze me. Just when I think that I have you figured out, you take another step forward. I think that we are going to be very happy together.”

He was taking off his tie, when I leaned in on my heels and licked the back of his neck. There was an exhalation of breath and then he turned to find my lips waiting for him. No words were spoken as I took his hand in mine and this time took the initiative to lead him down the hall to the bedroom. It felt right and natural to be that bold with the man that I was about to spend the rest of my life with…my husband to be. He started to take off his shirt but I pushed his hands away and undid each button myself. His eyes were watching me the whole time as I undid the buckle of his pants. I pulled it and his underwear down to his ankles.

I looked up at him before I slipped my lips over his length and let it dance on the surface of my tongue. The feel of his manly girth made me want to please and pleasure him. I used my hands to add to the intensity of what he was feeling and I had him bucking and finding his release in no time. I swallowed his essence and then stood in front of him while he was still trying to recover from his fast and surprising orgasm.

While he stared at me through glazed eyes, I dropped the dress and lingerie on the floor and crawled onto him. I lowered myself onto his face for him to have his share of me and he slipped his hands under my ass and pressed me into him even harder. He was soon ready for me again and I slowly moved down his chest to his hard cock. He held on to my hips as he buried himself inside of me.

“Fuck. You feel amazing.” He played with my hardened nipples while I took control and rode him up and down. I felt every inch as he gave me all of him in long and deep strokes. My ass was moving over him and our bodies were locked together in reckless passion. We did not take our eyes off each other during the whole experience. The lust inside of us was about to erupt as we moaned our bliss into each other’s mouths. I was on the brink of cuming…“Eethhannn! Ahhhhh.”

“Oh god, Emily. Fuck. Ahhhhhh!”

We took some time to catch our breath and then we were back at it again. It felt like the first time we had sex together. The feel of his hot breath on my thighs, the stubble of his beard on my face, the warmth of his skin next to mine, it was like a whirlwind of love that consumed our very being.

After we were completely exhausted, he put one arm around my shoulder and ran his other hand down through my cleavage that was covered in a fine sheen of our love. He absentmindedly played with my nipples as sleep started to take hold of him. I had given myself completely to Ethan tonight, no doubts, no fears, no inhibitions. I turned to him and whispered, “I love you, Ethan.”

He looked into my eyes as he said, “I love you too, Emily…and I always will.”

We cuddled for a while before he drifted off to sleep. Although I felt tired, I was not ready to sleep. I wanted to stay in this moment for as long as I could…this perfect moment.

I watched him breathing as he slept, the man who would soon be my husband. I had never felt so vulnerable, yet so strong at the same time… I had found my soul mate, my swan partner…or had he found me? For the first time in my life I was completely and utterly happy…my body, heart and soul felt alive.

So this is what true love feels like…what a wonderful feeling…and I finally get to experience it with the most amazing man – Ethan Sterling.

The End

It seems that Emily and Ethan
have finally found their happy ending, but
is this the end, or just the beginning?

…Who knows?

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