Always You

AlWAYS YOU

By Best Selling Author Lily Anderson

Rachel Sleven believed she’d found the love of her life. As an extremely shy full figured girl, she’d never dreamed that someone as beautiful and masculine as Damon Mcloud would look her way let alone take passionate pleasure in her embrace and keep coming back for more.

That was until the fateful night many years ago when Damon decided their sordid little affair just wasn’t enough and left her broken hearted too run off and marry the skinny Minnie beauty he claimed to love.

Now three years later, Rachel’s finally back on top: Big, Bold and as Beautiful as ever. She’s created a whole new life without Damon featuring a beautiful apartment, a wild love life and a budding career…

There’s only one little problem standing between Rachel and the prospect of her happily ever after without the man who walked away from her so many years ago…

Damon Mcloud’s single, back in town and on the hunt to track down the curvaceous beauty who stole his heart so many years ago before he made the biggest mistake of his life!

Warning: This story does contain emotional and physical aspects of a relationship that some people may find too dark for their liking, however if you enjoy your BDSM romance right on the edge of right then this story is definitely for you!

Find out what happens between Rachel and the man of her darkest nightmares and sweetest dreams in ‘ALWAYS YOU!’

Excerpt from Always You:

I’m the type of woman who has a knack for progress and moving forward. I don’t exactly focus a lot of my energy on looking into the past. I’m headstrong and ready to meet each day as it comes—and that’s why I was completely floored when Damon showed up on my doorstep with a bouquet of red roses that looked like they’d been taken off the clearance rack. He had tears in his eyes, and he didn’t look like the strong and domineering man I remembered. Of course, I recalled Damon with an almost godlike air about him, but I had recently moved into a place of feeling quite indifferent towards my past lover. I no longer ached for the feel of his skin against my own, and I no longer dreamed that I could parlay what had clearly just been an instance of lust into something more.
“ Jesus, Rachel… you look so pretty.” He paused to gather his breath, while standing at my front door pushing his brown hair out of his eyes. His dark pupils surveyed my curvaceous body, my round supple breasts, and the thick girth of my waste.
I stood there with my hands on my hips glaring at him, a bit confused. I decided to be a little mean. “ I’m sorry, who are you?” I asked. I knew perfectly well who he was, but I just wanted to see his eyes as they flashed with pain, for a moment. His brow turned upwards and he looked as though he was about to cry.
“You don’t remember me?” He asked in a high-pitched desperate tone, obviously shocked. I paused, and pretended to search my mind for something, which might give the appearance of a minor semblance of recognition. He turned to go.
“Wait a minute,” I called after him. “You used to work on the docks. Your name's Damon.” His face relaxed and he seemed relieved. “ What’s up? I didn’t think I’d ever hear from you again.” I said to him very nonchalantly.
“I think I made a mistake all those years ago by letting you go…” he spoke softly.