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  Misguided Trust

  (Misguided Series Book Two)

  By

  Amanda Bennett

  Copyright © 2017 By Amanda Bennett

  All rights reserved. Printed in the United States

  No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any form or by any means electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval systems, without prior written permission of the author except where permitted by law.

  The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

  Cover art by Robin Harper/ Wicked by Design

  Check out other books by Amanda Bennett

  Time to Let Go

  Broken Series

  Beautifully Broken ~ Breaking Beautiful ~ Unbreakable Hearts

  Raine Series

  This Love of Mine ~ This Trust of Mine ~ This Heart of Mine ~ This Courage of Mine ~ This Obsession of Mine

  Faithless

  Forever and Almost Always

  U.S. Marshal Series

  Protecting Lyndley ~ Chasing Carson

  Misguided Heart (Vol 1)

  Simple Lies (White Lies Series 1)

  The Secret About Christmas

  You can find Author Amanda Bennett at the following:

  http://www.authoramandabennett.com

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  www.goodreads.com/author/show/6550967.Amanda_Bennett

  A huge thanks to everyone who constantly supports me and reads my books. You all are amazing beyond belief.

  A special thanks to:

  Robin Harper (Cover Artist)

  You are an amazing person and cover artist and I have decided I am keeping you..LOL

  Thank you to all of my new friends on Facebook, Instagram and Goodreads y'all are amazing, wonderful people.

  Thank you to all the book bloggers that have helped spread the word and that have taken the time to read and review my work. I seriously couldn't have asked for better people in my life:

  A HUGE thanks to my beta readers/amazing friends, Maddi, Kristy, Kayla, and Casey (Author). I could not have finished this book without y'all. Thank you so much for all that you do for me
  One

  Aston

  As I looked out from behind the velvet curtain to see all of the people that had shown up to celebrate this momentous occasion with us, I couldn’t help but get a little choked up. I had pictured this day from the moment Sloan asked me to marry him. I honestly have to say I didn’t think it would actually happen, but to my surprise he was the one who pushed for the closer date than we originally discussed. It was a dream come true, and I had to pinch myself to remind myself that this was my reality.

  When I couldn’t catch a glimpse of the devilishly handsome groom, I turned back around to face the girls and get a glimpse of myself in my amazing dress one last time. This time around I chose a dress that encompassed the desire and passion that Sloan and I have for one another. It was a St. Pucchi original couture gown tailor made for me, and it was unbelievably gorgeous. My dress was the one thing we decided to spare no cost. From the moment I saw myself in the custom gown, I knew it was more than I could’ve ever asked for, and knowing that the dress made me that happy, Sloan paid for the dress, sight unseen.

  So here I stood in my dress, a strapless sweetheart neckline with a silk organza drop waist bodice that flowed perfectly into the high low tulle sweep train with intricate lace appliques. Of course it had a nice leg-baring slit up the left side to show off his favorite body part of mine, and my custom Louboutins completed the look that he would hopefully remember for the rest of our lives. I still couldn’t believe that we had finally gotten to this point. I mean, I hoped and prayed, but for some reason I always thought he would change his mind. That he would wake up one morning, and realize what a horrible mistake he was making and bolt.

  I felt a warm hand on my exposed shoulder, and I turned to find Shelby standing next to me. “Hey whore, everything okay over here?”

  I wanted to tell her my inner most fears, but something deep inside held me back from saying anything. “Sure is, slut.” I laughed. “How are you guys doing?”

  “Oh us? We’re doing great, a little tipsy, but otherwise good. You look a little worried hun, are you sure everything is okay?”

  I gently nudged Shelby’s shoulder, laughing off her sudden intensity, “Of course. I mean, what could possibly be wrong? It’s my wedding day.” I knew Shelby would eventually see through my façade, but I was hoping that I would already be down the aisle, married, and happily enjoying my third or fourth cocktail by then.

  “Alright ladies, it’s time to get you all going so we can get this gorgeous bride down that aisle. Is everybody ready?” The wedding planner that we hired was absolutely amazing, and I was so thankful that Sloan had agreed to us hiring her, even at the cost. Lord knows I needed someone to keep Shelby, Annie, and Ariel in line throughout the day.

  Shelby came over, pulling me into a giant bear hug before running off with our wedding coordinator Gale. I wasn’t exactly sure what the hug meant, but I could tell that somewhere deep down, she knew it was exactly what I needed. I took one last look in the full-length mirror in front of me, and stood back amazed. I was almost unrecognizable. I could barely even see myself looking back at me. I never thought of myself as an ugly girl or anything like that, but the woman standing in front of me was absolutely beautiful, and I couldn’t help but wonder why I had never seen it before now.

  I swiped a bit more lipstick across my full pout, and then turned to head out towards the ceremony. We were getting married in the Angel Oresanz Center, and it was spectacular. It was a gothic style synagogue that was built in 1849, with the most intricate and beautiful gold leaf altar. It was dramatic and exquisite, once again, it encompassed everything that Sloan and I were.

  “Alright bride, it’s time for you. You ready?” Gale popped up from literally nowhere, practically scaring me out of my own skin. “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry, Aston. I didn’t mean to frighten you.”

  Little did she know that it wasn’t just her that frightened me in this moment. “No, it’s okay. I’m ready…I think.”

  “Well you look absolutely amazing. Now let’s get you hitched.” Gale gave me a truly genuine smile, and I couldn’t help but smile in return.

  I peeked around the corner of where I was coming out, and could see the entire room filled with the ones that we love, and then some. The entire place looked exactly as I pictured it would. Each table was covered with a nude silk table cloth with square crystal trays in the middle of each table that were filled with about a hundred tiny crystals. Inside each tray was a tall vase that housed some of the most beautiful fuchsia and light pink peonies, matching the flowers in my bouquet to a T. I made my way towards the aisle, and as soon as my Louboutin covered foot hit the beginning of the light pink runner that made up the aisle, my heart leapt into my throat.

  When I caught sight of him at the end of the aisle, my heart literally skipped a beat. He looked dashing in his new jet-black Dolce & Gabbana tux, complete with matching bow tie. I don’t think I’d ever seen him look so handsome, until this day. Regardless of the fact that it was our wedding day, I suddenly knew in this moment that I was most definitely marrying the man of my dreams.

  All of my nerves from earlier instantly dissipated as his scorching lustful eyes caught sight of me, making their way down my body and back up, eventually settling on my eyes. My insides turned to mush, and in the same instant my most needy part reacted in a way it ha
d become accustomed to when it came to my soon to be husband. As Never Let Me Go by Florence and the Machine pumped through the sound system I had to remind myself to take my time going down the aisle, even though everything inside of me was yearning to do the complete opposite.

  Just then a forlorn feeling washed over me for a brief moment when I realized that I was walking myself down the aisle. I knew this moment would come, but I thought I had prepared myself well enough that it wouldn’t bother me. I mean I hadn’t even cried about my mom not being here, but suddenly knowing that I didn’t even know the bastard who should’ve been walking me down the aisle, was hitting me hard. I bit back the rage that was making itself evident on my special day, a day where I should be anything but angry. I didn’t need to cry over a man who didn’t care enough to want to be there for me, because I had all the man I needed standing about fifty feet away from me. I glanced up, catching him in my line of sight and my heart magically felt at ease. He was all the man I would ever need in this life, in this moment, forever.

  Two

  Sloan

  She looked beyond words when she reached the aisle, and not once did I think about her in an inappropriately naughty way. Okay maybe once. I mean come on now, I am only human, and she looked insanely beautiful. Her hair was curled and pulled to the side just the way I liked it, showing off her long lean kissable neck. Yum!

  Naughty thought, number two!

  And then I saw the dress. Holy shit, the dress! It was far more than I could of ever imagined. As my eyes raked down her body, my pants became uncomfortably tight as I took her in, and then I saw the high slit on the skirt that exposed my most favorite part of her. Her legs were nice and tan, and I licked my lips in anticipation of being able to have her close enough to touch. She was ravishing. My heart ached for her as she stood there alone at the end of the aisle. She had made it seem as though it didn’t bother her, but looking at her now, I could tell that the exact opposite was happening. Every ounce of me yearned for her to know how it feels to have a father, or parents in general, at this stage in her life. But where her once sorrowful look sat, now was a wide gorgeous smile. As our eyes locked on one another her smile grew to epic proportions. She couldn’t get to me soon enough. I counted down the seconds that it took for her to be standing in front of me.

  Sixty seconds!

  A whole minute later, there she stood in front of me, and it took everything inside of me not to ravage her right where we stood. I know its taboo to kiss the bride before the priest pronounces you husband and wife, but I just couldn’t help myself. Not only was I craving her touch, given that I hadn’t been able to touch her in over 24-hours, but she seriously looked too damn beautiful for me not to. I held my hands out in anticipation of her touch, and she practically jumped in my arms, inciting a roar of laughter that echoed throughout the vast open space. Her arms wrapped tightly around my neck as mine wrapped securely around her waist, pulling her in for a slow and passionate kiss.

  As the priest began speaking, my brain completely shut down and all focus was completely on her. Everything and everyone else disappeared and it was just the two of us. I could tell in an instant that she was feeling the exact same thing, because her lips curled into a wide mischievous grin. Oh the things I wanted to do to her. When it came time to say the important things, that’s when I started to pay attention, and when those two little words crossed my lips…”I do,” well I could literally feel my heart melt with joy. Never in a million years did I think that this would be what I felt I had waited my entire life for, but in this moment, it was exactly what I had been waiting for.

  “I do.” Her voice was small and angelic, but still had the power to ensue a reaction from certain body parts.

  I was wrong. That was the moment I had been waiting for!

  “Well, I am pleased to be able to pronounce the two of you, husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride…again.”

  A few more laughs echoed throughout the venue, and I took two seconds to decide what kind of kiss I was going to lay on my new bride. Without any further hesitation, I cupped her face in both of my hands and laid one on her. Her lips were soft and inviting, and I made sure to take my time as I tenderly moved my lips against hers. I could feel her melt into my body, and as much as I wanted to throw some deep seeded passion into the kiss, I held myself back. I would have my way with her later.

  When I pulled back, her face was flushed, and I could tell that she wanted more. Hell, I wanted more too, but I simply smiled at her and grabbed her small dainty hand in mine before turning towards the rows of people that had come out to celebrate our love and union with us. I was beside myself as I realized that everyone seemed genuinely happy for the two of us. I knew that these people love and care for the both of us, but I never in a million years thought that they would all fly all the way to New York, nor did I expect it.

  “I’m so pleased to announce to you, Mr. and Mrs. Sloan Holden.”

  I glanced back at the priest as he announced us, and then I glanced over at my gorgeous wife. Holy shit, she was my wife now. I have a wife. I pulled her arm through mine, safely tucking it under my hand as I helped her walk back down the aisle with me. I probably should’ve slowed down so she could actually keep up with me, but just thinking about all the dirty things I wanted to do to her my pants were beginning to tighten again, and there just wasn’t any time to ignore it. Just as we were hitting the end of the runner, I quickly swooped her up in my arms and practically ran the rest of the way to the back room where I had gotten ready.

  “Sloan, what are you doing? Slow down.” She laughed.

  “I can’t.” I smiled down at her in my arms. “We’re almost there.”

  I kicked open the door to the room, and kicked it shut behind us. Before she could say another word, I was already pulling up her skirt. It didn’t take much given the fact that it was already slit up one thigh. I could feel her hands grip mine, but I pushed them away. There was no way I wasn’t going to have my way with her real quickly. I mean, isn’t this what the bride and groom do right after they walk away? When I reached up to pull her panties to the side to expose her entrance, I suddenly realized that there was very little there. I licked my lips in anticipation as my fingers slid up between her folds. She let out a small moan, and I wondered why she was holding back. As much as I didn’t want to stop, I needed to know what was wrong with her.

  “Is everything okay, love?”

  “Not now, why are you stopping?” Her eyes met mine and my heart began to race.

  I couldn’t believe that this amazingly breathtaking woman was all mine, for the rest of my life. “You seem off.”

  Her lips came crashing down on mine, her hand falling to the waistband of my pants. “Please make love to me, Mr. Holden.”

  “You got it, Mrs. Holden.” I couldn’t help the wide smile that spread across my face. Just calling her by her married name felt completely right.

  With her skirt already pulled up around her hips, I slipped the tiny piece of silk fabric beneath it to the side, granting me instant access to her wetness. I slid my fingers up between her folds one more time, and then sucked the remnants of her off of my fingers. Her eyes met mine as I did this and lust and desire filled her expression. Without another word or action, I pulled her hips towards me, gently sliding inside of her. She felt so amazing, and I almost came with one motion. It had been far too long since I had been inside of her, and I just couldn’t hold back a second longer. I pumped in and out of her a few times, my fingers digging into her hips as I pushed myself in and out. Within a few minutes, I was at the edge, and I could only pray that she was right there with me. And as though the two of us were thinking on the exact same wavelength, I could feel her walls tighten around my fully erect cock. This was my sign that she was there too. With one last pump, she exploded around me and I exploded deep inside of her.

  My head fell to her bare shoulder as I tried to catch my breath. There were about a million and one things that beg
an to run through my mind, but I had to remind myself that this was our wedding day, and nothing else in the world mattered at this moment. I placed a chaste kiss to her soft supple skin on her shoulder before pulling back, and out of her. I quickly pulled up my pants knowing that if we took any longer people would start to wonder where we went. I sat back and watched her intently as she pulled her panties back in place and pulled her skirt down, smoothing out all the bustling that I caused.

  “Have I told you how beautiful you look?” I whispered.

  “Maybe.” She winked.

  I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist as I pulled her flush with my body, “Well, you look amazing. I’m one lucky guy.” I let my lips gently fall to hers. “You happy, Mrs. Holden?”

  “More than words could describe, Mr. Holden.”

  I took a step back, and held my hand out for hers. She took it without hesitation, and I couldn’t hide the elation that spread across my face. “Let’s do this.”

  Three

  Aston

  The minute he scooped me up into his capable arms, I knew exactly what he was doing, because honestly, I was feeling the exact same way. I couldn’t wait for him to be inside of me, everybody could wait as far as I was concerned. I mean, what do the bride and groom do when they disappear right after the ceremony?

  As he held out his hand for me to take, he looked at me as though I was the only girl he’s ever seen, and my insides instantly felt like there were a million butterflies flying around inside of me. This was precisely why I married this man. With just one look he could make me feel like I was the only woman in the world, no questions asked. I happily slid my hand into his, and we were headed out to greet our 250 guests. As soon as we exited the backroom, Gale showed up with two glasses of champagne.

  Exactly what I needed in that moment!