Lyssa’s Ramblings

Hi my fav people!

Thanks so much for reading my book. I hope you loved Emma & Knox and their crazy story to happiness. I wanted to start a new section in my book that’ll only be available in the final eBook and print book where I let out some thoughts and snippets of future WIPs and other…well, just plain old life shit. What’s better than just letting loose, not worrying about judgement, and spilling your guts?

I’d love for you to tell me about your life too and for you to share your ideas and thoughts- whatever you feel like spewing. I love chatting- email, messenger, anything.

So- here goes nothing.

Right now, I’m trying to write Alicia & Gabe’s story and while they are there in my head, Emma & Knox are louder. Plus, I have other characters dancing around in there that want their own story told. If there only was enough time to write it all! The biggest hurdle I’m finding is getting Emma & Knox out of my head. It’s hard as I love them and their book is special to me because I learned so much and grew a lot while writing it.

So, I’m putting Alicia & Gabe aside for a short time and writing more Emma & Knox. There must be more to their story I haven’t gotten out yet. It’s funny to me because I plotted their story out but this one- I’m sort of free writing. Let’s see what they have to say.

Thanksgiving just ended and here Christmas comes. Can you say stressed OUT? I haven’t done any shopping. Uggh. But, I’m going to try to enjoy the holiday more this year and ignore the stress. Online shopping is my best friend, especially cyber Monday. How are you feeling about the holiday? Do you celebrate something different?

Okay, let’s get to the good shit, shall we? Some of Emma and Knox’s story, unedited and subject to changes! (It’s a very rough draft- don’t worry, if I decide to publish, it will be cleaned up!)

~K~

7 months later (Summer 2017)

I watch her.

I watch her as she eats her favorite breakfast cookies, the crumbs falling into her coffee.

I watch her sleep, her eyelashes fluttering on the top of her cheeks, her soft mouth relaxed and slightly open. Her skin is flushed and glowing, her belly swollen with our baby.

I watch her as she folds the laundry, laughing at the TV.

I watch her when she’s mad, her eyes squinting and her fists clenching.

I watch her as she cries, sad from a small part

I watch her as she rides my cock, her full breasts bouncing, her eyes closed and head thrown back.

I watch my beautiful fiancée and I know I’m the luckiest son of a gun in the world.

~E~

4 years later (Fall 2021)

Lilac and lavender fills the air, the sun warming the cool air. My hair blows in the wind, small wisps falling in my eyes. I tuck them behind my hair and smooth down my dress.

I take a deep breath and step down the stairs, my train trailing behind me, Sarah carrying the delicate fabric. The music begins to play and I move down the steps, my father waiting for me to bring me down to my love, my Knox.

Something in the corner of my eye catches my attention. A bright, sparkling dress on a lone woman standing off to the side, her frame looks familiar.

My mother. She came.

My stomach clenches when my father slips his arm through mine, his face mirroring my own.

He pats my hand before he whispers, “It’ll be okay.”

I smile through my tears and turn my attention to my handsome man.

The one I know will always be there for me.

The one I can rely on.

The one I love the most.

Hours later, Knox carries me across the threshold of our bedroom, his feet sinking into the plush carpet.

This is the quietest the house has been since we had both kids and I almost can’t believe we’re home. No laughter, no cries, no tripping over toys.

Only Knox and I.

He tosses me gently on the bed, my dress spreading out around me. I lean up on my elbows, my eyes darkening as I watch Knox slowly undo his tie.

He stands above me, his gorgeous fit body filling his tuxedo in all the right places. I lift my leg and place my foot on his chest, rubbing up and down. He grins down at me as he undoes each button, working them with ease.

I slip my stocking covered foot inside his shirt, running it along his bare chest. My toes skim the hard edges, warmth spreading throughout my body.

“Mmmm,” I close my eyes when Knox’s hands find my leg, his long fingers running along the stockings. He groans when he finds the top of the thigh highs clipped to my lace underwear, his fingers slipping underneath the thin material.

“Fuck, Em.” Knox mumbles as he lifts my skirt, exposing my panty set I bought just for this night. Sarah and I shopped in three lingerie stores before deciding on this white lace set, complete with pink ribbon trim and a barely there thong. I knew Knox would love it. He can’t keep his hands to himself when I wear lingerie for him.

I love to drive him wild. Live for it, actually.

His hands roam all over my bottom half. He kneels above me, his shirt now gone, his pants unbuckled. His erection strains against his pants and I can’t help but run my foot over it.

Knox bucks forward, a hiss escaping from his sexy lips. His touching grows more frantic, needier, his fingers digging into my hot skin.

Any second now, he’ll rip this dress off me, unable to control himself.

Hot lips press against mine and my eyes fly open. Knox leans above me, resting his hands on each side of my head. I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him close, deepening our kiss. His tongue pushes inside and explores my mouth.

Knox moves slow and takes his time, our kisses long and lazy.

Years have passed and I still want this man as much as the first time I saw him.

“Em?” Knox whispers, breaking our kiss.

“Mmm?” I manage, my head fuzzy with love, lust, and lots of champagne.

“I love you. You’re an amazing, strong woman and thank you for changing my life.” Knox peppers my face with kisses as tears spring into my eyes.

“I love you, Knox. You’re an awesome husband and dad and I’m so happy to spend the rest of our lives together.”

We bask in the glow of our love. Of our life. Of our forever.

***

2 years later (Winter 2023)

“Ahhh! Fuccckkkk!!!” I scream as the pain rips through me. “I’m never doing this again!!” Sweat pours down my face, my legs stretched back to my ears.

“It’s okay, baby. You got this. You’re doing great.” Knox chants next to me and I don’t know if I want to slap him or kiss him.

“One more push, Emma, one more big push.” My doctor shouts. I take a deep breath and push with all my might, my screams ripping through the room as I dig my nails into Knox’s hand.

Seconds later, distinct cries fill the room. “It’s a girl!”

Knox is over me, his own tears mixing with mine as he kisses my head.

“You got your princess, Em. She’s here. She’s really here.” Knox whispers against my lips as emotion overwhelms me. Tears leak down the side of my face.

The nurse brings our baby up to my chest and I take her, pressing her sweet head to my nose. “Hi, baby girl.” I say through my tears as Knox kisses her head over and over again.

“Do you have a name yet?” The nurse asks as she watches us, a sweet smile lighting up her face.

I look at Knox and he nods. “Emily Jane.”

“Oh, so pretty and classic.” The nurse gushes.

“It’s perfect,” Knox brushes his hand along Emily’s back.

“It is.” I say. Our two older boys, Mason James and Michael Thomas, all named after Knox and people in our family, will now have a sister.

Our family is complete.

***

5 years later (Winter 2028)

“I can’t believe I’m doing this again!” Emma screams, her hair plastered to her forehead. “Fuckkkk!”

I brush her hair back. “I know baby, it will be our last, I swear.”

Emma glares at me, her nostrils flaring. “You said that last time!”

I grin and cover her mouth with mine. “I can’t help it. Your body is so fucking gorgeous when it’s carrying our babies.”

Before she can respond, another contraction takes over.

Here comes baby number five…

***

Oh Emma and Knox!! See where they take me?? I love them! I could write them forever. Do you guys want more??? Let me know and I’ll write a novella!!

Love you guys, xoxo!!

Xx,

Lyssa