Next to Forever: Shattered Innocence Trilogy Book Three

by Long, A. L.

  “This little get-a-way is just what we needed,” Rade replied.

  Even though he still hadn’t told Dylan about the results of his blood test, he hoped that this trip with her would soften the blow.

  An announcement came over the speaker from the captain, letting them know that they would be departing the port in fifteen minutes and that cocktails and hors d’oeuvres would be served on the main deck. Rade’s mind was far from thinking about food. The only refreshment he was searching for stood right in front of him, ready to be devoured.

  Stepping up to Dylan, he cupped her face and lowered his lips to hers. The softness hit him like cotton candy. Sweet and delicious. Feeling her submit to him, he deepened his assault, taking in her warmth. Rade began nibbling on her bottom lip, bringing her body even closer to his. Slipping his tongue between her parted lips, he explored every inch, lapping his tongue with hers.

  Rade gently lifted Dylan from the floor and carried her over to the plush bed waiting for them. He gently set her upon it, taking in the sight of this beautiful woman. His only mission was to make sure she was beneath him for the next forty-eight hours. Grabbing her hands, he slowly lifted them above her head while nipping at the base of her soft neck. Dylan’s body reacted with fervor as her back arched into him. Holding on to her wrists with one hand, Rade took each tiny pearl button of her blouse between his fingers and released them from the confines of the material. Once all the buttons were freed, he released his grip and pulled the soft material from her body, leaving her ivory skin exposed to him. He slowly eased the soft material down her shoulders. While kissing her, he lowered the strap of her lacy demi bra and captured her nipple, sucking and licking until it peaked. Moving to the other side while caressing her now taut nipple, he began his decent on her soft bud.

  Rade loved how responsive she was to his touch. Her body hummed with arousal as he kissed every inch of her. He needed her naked and beneath him. With untamed desire, he lowered his hand down her body, freeing her of her skirt and panties in one swift movement. This was how he wanted her, naked and stretched out for the taking. Taking what was his, he consumed her. Lapping and sucking, kissing and nibbling. Worshipping her body like it was a sacred piece of work.

  “This is how I want you. Naked and beneath me,” Rade breathed.

  “Take me, Rade, I need you to take me,” Dylan demanded.

  Rade didn’t know how much longer he could control his need to take her. He only knew he wanted this to last. Lifting her body, Rade brought her closer to him, guiding her body over his. Feeling her heat, he gently positioned his shaft between her slick folds. His control gave way as he slowly lowered her body onto his throbbing length. It was heaven. Every slow movement of her hips took him deeper and deeper inside. Inch by inch, she blanketed him with her warmth, drawing him closer and closer to the edge. She knew exactly what she was doing to him. Reaching between her legs, Dylan could feel the moisture building. She needed more. Gliding her hand lower, she rested it on her swollen clit. With added pressure, Dylan moved her finger up and down her sensitized nub. “That’s it, Sweetness. I love watching you touch yourself,” Rade groaned with his own pleasure. Dylan was so close to her release when Rade grabbed her hips and raised her from his cock. All he could hear was her scream of protest. He knew she was close. He wanted her first orgasm at sea to be memorable. Dylan watched with dismay as Rade rose from the bed. She wasn’t sure what his game was, but when he reached out to her, she knew it was only her he wanted. With little effort, Rade pulled Dylan’s body to his. Placing his hands under her firm cheeks, he lifted her.

  Walking to the glass doors, Rade held Dylan with one arm while opening the door with his free hand. The breeze coming off the water drew a sudden breath from Dylan, sending an arctic rush through her body. Rade held her tightly as he placed her on the lounger waiting for them on the glistening deck. Shielding her from the crisp air of the ocean, he placed his lips to hers. Within minutes her body heated with an infinite flame that only Rade could deliver. Pulling her closer, Rade took what was his. His love for her unleashed, bringing him to a place he thought he would never leave again. Moving his hands down her body, Rade could feel her quiver beneath him with each kiss that touched her silky body. Adjusting his position, Rade spread her legs wider, allowing him to nestle between them. Placing his hands on her ass, he lifted her hips slightly from the lounger, draping her legs over his shoulders. “This is a night to remember, Sweetness. Nobody will ever give you what I can,” Rade breathed as he tenderly kissed her lips. Dylan was so consumed by the desire she had for this man that the chill of the air no longer felt like ice against her skin. Instead, she felt warm. “I love you, Rade,” she confessed with parted lips as Rade slowly pushed inside her. Nothing mattered more to him than her. This moment with her was all he wanted.

  Moving his hips, Rade slowly thrust his shaft inside Dylan’s warm channel. He loved the way her tight walls surrounded him as he drove deeper inside. Rade knew she was close. Her body was his. Dylan lowered her legs from his shoulders and wrapped them tightly around Rade’s waist. It was her means to bring him closer, but it was still not enough to satisfy her need. Pulling him closer yet, Dylan wrapped her arms around his shoulders, taking in everything he had to offer. They were as one as their bodies moved together. With pure immeasurable love, Dylan’s body shattered, leaving her overpowered with a need her heart ached for.

  Dylan turned her head to the side so Rade couldn’t see the emotional torment she had for him. The love she had for him went beyond everything she knew. It was so deep that her very being hurt.

  Pulling her from her thoughts, Rade lowered his lips to hers and kissed her. Wrapping her in his arms, he lifted her from the lounger. “We better get inside before you freeze to death.”

  Dylan was afraid to say anything. The last thing she wanted was for Rade to know that she just had an emotional breakdown. Instead, she tucked her head to his chest and took in his scent, praying her tears wouldn’t fall.

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  Dylan had slept better then she had in weeks. She wasn’t sure if it was because of the fresh air or the rocking of the boat. Stretching her body, Dylan reached across the bed, only to find that Rade wasn’t next to her. Instead, a single white rose rested upon his pillow. Taking it in her hand, Dylan brought it to her nose and took in the scent. With a smile, she pushed from the bed in search for something to cover herself with.

  Opening every drawer in the built-in dresser, Dylan found there were only bikinis and board shorts. Walking to the closet, Dylan remembered the only items inside were white dress shirts and a couple of nightgowns. Dylan giggled to herself, “He really did mean no clothes.” With a limited selection to choose from, Dylan slipped on a barely-there black bikini and a white dress shirt. Pulling her hair in a pony, she decided this was going to have to do.

  Leaving the bedroom, Dylan went to find Rade. Even though the boat was huge, she didn’t think it would be too difficult to locate him. Searching the large boat, she found that she was wrong. She had no idea where she was. She felt as though she had been going in circles. She also found it strange that she didn’t run into any of the crew. Going back the same way she came, Dylan decided to make another round. It was at that moment she felt a warm hand wrap around her waist. Taking in his scent, she knew exactly who it was.

  “I’ve been looking all over for you,” Dylan said, leaning into Rade’s body.

  “I know. I was watching you from the bridge. Didn’t you realize you were walking in circles?” Rade smiled, turning Dylan to face him.

  “I knew I wasn’t going crazy,” Dylan confessed.

  “Breakfast is ready for us on the deck. You must be starving after all that walking,” Rade smirked.

  “Very funny,” Dylan said, pinching Rade on the stomach.

  Turning in the other direction, Rade led Dylan to a set of stairs. “I’ll take you on a tour of the boat when we finish breakfast.”

  Dylan was almost ready
to comment, but the view in front of her took her breath away. Looking at Rade’s backside would never get old. With each step he took, she could see the muscles in his legs and butt flex. It was pure heaven. Getting to the top of the steps, Rade veered to the right, where a table was set for two. Dylan was in awe of the setting before her. The table was covered with a while linen tablecloth and white china, trimmed in gold, sat on top. In the middle of the table was a centerpiece with a beautiful arrangement of white roses and pink lilies. This made Dylan smile, wondering if her single rose was from this very arrangement.

  As they sat taking in the warm sun, a young man dressed in black slacks, a white shirt and a black vest appeared. He was balancing a large tray on his shoulders. With a quick turn of the tray, he began placing the covered plates on the fine china. Dylan always wondered why that was done. It seemed like a waste of dishes when they weren’t going to get dirtied anyway. The waiter continued placing various items on the table, which included a basket of toasted breads, some sweet rolls, and an assortment of jams. When he lifted the domes from the plates, Dylan’s eyes came to life. Sitting on her plate were two strawberry crêpes with a mound of cream on the top. There was also a small bowl filled with pineapple, cantaloupe, and mango. Her eyes just feasted on the display of food she was about to consume.

  After they finished their breakfast, Rade kept his word and took Dylan on a tour of the boat. She must have seen at least a dozen bedroom suites. All of them were nicely decorated in light colors and dark wood. Rade showed Dylan where the kitchen was in case she felt the need for a late night snack. There was also a large dining room, theatre room, game room, and even a small pool on the upper deck. No wonder she got lost when she went searching for Rade.

  It was mid-afternoon and Dylan was enjoying herself on the upper deck. Her body was relaxed and warmed by the sun. This was the life she could get used to. Looking over, she watched Rade as he stood on the other side of the deck practicing his marksmanship. Every time Dylan heard him yell “Pull,” her body tensed, knowing that there would soon be a shot fired. It was amazing how good Rade was at hitting the small clay disc flying through the air.

  The sun was setting and Dylan was ready for a nice long bath. Rade had left the upper deck some time ago. Dylan thought maybe he was going to get something to drink and join her afterwards, but he didn’t. When Dylan got to the room, Rade wasn’t there. She assumed he was probably lounging in the game room having a drink. Stepping out of her barely there bikini, Dylan felt a warm breath on her neck. “On the bed, Sweetness. I’ve been waiting all day to devour you,” Rade whispered softly.

  Dylan walked over to the bed and waited for Rade to take her, only he wasn’t behind her. The room was empty. Dylan had no idea where he could have gone. Feeling frustrated, she pushed from the bed. Just as she was ready to stand, Rade appeared from the closet. As he looked down on her with a hint of displeasure, Dylan quickly moved back to the middle of the bed. Whatever Rade had planned made Dylan’s body quiver with anticipation.

  Walking to the edge of the bed, Rade pulled his hands from behind his back and dropped what he was holding onto the comforter. Dylan’s eyes lowered to scan the objects. There were three things splayed on the bed before her. She recognized the black scarf and the silky red rope, but the last object she had never seen before. It was long and shiny, with a small curve at the end and marble-like balls spaced about an inch apart down the shaft. When she looked back at Rade, a grin from here to Texas appeared on his face. Dylan wasn’t sure what he had planned, but she knew she trusted him completely.

  “Turn around, Sweetness, with your hands behind your back,” Rade demanded.

  Without hesitation, Dylan turned away from him so that she was facing the front of the bed. Dylan could feel Rade shuffling on the bed as his hands took hold of her wrist. She knew the silk rope would soon be binding her wrists together. Next came the black scarf, which Rade placed over her eyes, causing the room to go black. Dylan could feel Rade behind her, pushing his body close to hers. Even though he was still dressed, she could feel the hardness of his cock pressed against her butt. All she wanted was to feel him. “Rade,” Dylan moaned, stricken with need.

  “Tell me what you want, Sweetness,” Rade said softly, holding back his desire for her.

  “You, only you,” Dylan muttered, feeling the heat building.

  “You have all of me, Sweetness.” She did have him. His body, his heart, and his soul. Picking up the shiny new toy, Rade gently rubbed the object between her slick folds. Willing her to lower her body, he gently placed his hand on her back. Once she was in his desired position, he spread her legs wider so he could have better access to her pussy. With a gentle nudge, he slipped the toy inside her awaiting cunt. A moan of pleasure broke from her mouth at the new invasion, letting Rade know her new toy was a good choice.

  Rade adjusted the wand so that the small curve hit her g-spot. Dylan began rocking her hips against the toy, causing his already hard mass to throb more. Sliding it further inside her tight channel, Dylan was becoming unhinged. She didn’t know how much longer she could hold back her release. With an ushered plea she panted, “Rade, please. I need to come.”

  “Not yet, Sweetness. Soon,” Rade declared, moving the object further inside, leaving only the ring on the end exposed.

  As each round ball entered and retreated, her body became more and more inflamed. She needed to let go. Rade could feel her desperation for release. He knew she was close. Just a few more thrusts in and out, and she would be his. Without warning, Rade quickly yanked the shiny toy from her cunt. With a searing explosion, Dylan’s body gave way to an earth-shattering orgasm, igniting a flame inside her.

  Rade was nowhere near done with her. He had kept his hands free from her all day knowing he would have her completely and thoroughly fucked. Freeing his engorged cock from his shorts, Rade eased inside her wet heat. With each slow thrust, he could feel her body begin to come alive. Every push deep inside her was met with the push of her hips against him. “God, Sweetness, you feel so fucking good,” Rade moaned in ecstasy.

  Holding her by her bound wrists for support, Rade mercilessly thrust harder and deeper inside her. Dylan pulled him deeper and deeper the harder he pushed. Close to his own release, Rade endured the grip her pussy had on his shaft. Her hold on him was unyielding. He was a prisoner, yet unwilling to break free. The scream of his name from her lips filled the room as she propelled into a freefall. Unable to suppress his own rhapsody, Rade spilled his seed inside her warm channel.

  *****

  After a glorious weekend of blissful sex, it was hard to believe that their time alone together was almost over. The beautiful yacht was headed back to Liberty Landing Marina. Dylan was sad to see their weekend rendezvous come to an end. There had been nothing but them. No worries, no interruptions, just complete focus on each other. Even the crew stayed out of sight. Dylan didn’t even see most of the crew. It was only when they brought their meals that she knew they existed.

  Pulling into port, Captain Talbot’s voice came over the intercom. “The yacht should be docked and secured in fifteen minutes. The crew and I would like to thank you for sailing with us. We hope you have enjoyed your trip. We hope to have you back again.”

  Getting off the boat, Richard was already waiting for them on the pier. Rade assisted Dylan down the gangplank while Richard took what little luggage they had. Dylan was sad to say goodbye to the beautiful boat. Turning to Rade she asked, “Can we go again?”

  “We can go whenever you want, Sweetness,” Rade confirmed, kissing Dylan on the head as he pulled her closer.

  The ride back to the penthouse was one-sided. Dylan was doing all of the talking. She wasn’t sure what was going on with Rade, but she could feel something different in his mood. He seemed to be miles away. Taking hold of his hand, Dylan said with concern, “Rade, you seem so far away. What’s on your mind that has you so quiet?”

  Rade’s initial plan was to tell Dylan about the bloo
d test, but she was having such a wonderful time, he couldn’t bring himself to tell her. He couldn’t remember the last time he saw her so relaxed. “The blood tests came back. I was going to share the results with you on our weekend outing, but I just couldn’t ruin your weekend.”

  “What are you trying to say, Rade?” Dylan asked.

  “The tests show that I’m the father of Chloe’s child. I thought for sure she was playing a game. I never thought it would come back positive.” Rade knew the moment he told Dylan, her spirit would be broken.

  “So I guess this means you’re going to be a daddy,” Dylan said hopelessly. More than anything she wanted the test to show that Rade wasn’t the father of Chloe’s child.

  “I’ve made arrangements with Chloe to go to London to meet her parents. I want you to go with me. We leave in two weeks,” Rade confirmed.

  Dylan didn’t know what to say to Rade’s admission. She only knew that she felt empty and hurt inside. Even though Rade assured her Chloe would never have his heart, Dylan felt like a third wheel in this relationship. Knowing that Rade loved her didn’t make her feel any better. It didn’t matter how much they loved each other, Chloe was always going to be a part of their life. This was something that Dylan couldn’t accept, especially after everything that happened.

  Getting closer to the penthouse, it was Dylan who remained quiet. Her heart ached. She knew weeks ago that there was a good chance that Rade would be a father, she just kept telling herself that it wasn’t true and it was only Chloe’s attempt to get her claws into Rade.

  Rade could feel Dylan’s uneasiness as he tried to assist her from the Bentley. He knew her heart was hurting. He wished he could find a way to make it better. Maybe with time and his love, it would heal.

  Entering the penthouse Dylan softly said, “I’m going to lay down for a bit. It’s been a long day.”

  Pulling Dylan near him, Rade kissed her tenderly on the lips. There were no words from Dylan, only a soft whimper. “We will make this work, Sweetness. Please don’t give up on us,” Rade vowed.