Watching him sleep so peacefully, and in that uncomfortable chair no less, probably so he could be close to me makes me feel bad. I take the throw off of me and lay it gently over Ian.
Right as I'm about to turn and head to my room, he grabs my wrist and pulls me back in front of him. Without asking, and in total control, he lifts the blanket and pulls me to his lap. He does it with so much authority that I don’t fight it. I curl my legs around him and lay my head to rest on his bare chest. He pulls the throw over us and wraps his arms around my waist.
Pressing his lips to my forehead he sighs. I'm sorry baby, is what I want to say, but can't get the words out.
"Aubrey, I'm just going to lay it out there. I am going to be completely honest and bare my soul to you. And just so you know, before you say anything, I have never done this with another woman. I have never wanted to do this with another woman," Ian says, now rubbing his hand up and down my lower leg that is draped over his lap. He is talking into my hair, which I am glad for, because I don't think I could do this looking into his deep blues.
"I have thought of nothing else but you since you walked into that bar in Vegas. I want you to be mine, and only mine. I want to spend every minute I can with you. I want you sleeping in my bed at night, and I want to wake up to you in the morning." His words cause a shiver to go through my body. I am turned on, intrigued, and apprehensive of them all at the same time. But they are only words. We live states away, and both have very busy lives. This will never be anything but sex when we are in the same city.
"I know you're thinking that this is impossible because we live in different states and both have very demanding jobs." Mind reader. "But I don't care. I will relocate if I have to.” OK, hold the train.
"Look, Ian, I like you. I like you a lot, actually. I will not be changed and I will not be told who I can and can't talk too. Something tells me that's going to be a problem for you, so I don't know how this could work." I move so I can look at him. There they are, my kryptonite; eyes as deep and blue as the bluest of oceans that seem to peer right to my soul. Pretty sure those two small orbs are going to be the death of me.
"Look, I lost my cool last night. I shouldn't have said you couldn't talk to Rex. I'm sorry. You can talk to him if that is what it takes for you to be MY girl." He brushes some loose hair out of my face and tucks it behind my ear. That simple, soft gesture makes my belly do a flip.
"Why so serious, Ian? Why can't we just have fun and see where it goes?"
"Oh, we will have fun." He raises his eyebrows at me as he moves his hand up my inner thigh under my lacy nightgown. "I just want to be the only one you have fun with." He’s showing me his dimples now. God I love those things.
I lean forward and place a kiss on each of the soft indentations on his cheeks, his stubble pricking my lips. "What kind of girl do you think I am anyway? Do you think I have a guy in every city?" I'm teasing somewhat, surely he doesn't think that way about me.
"Of course I don't think that. I meant more that everyone knows that you're mine. That we are, for lack of better words, boyfriend and girlfriend and people know it. Like my friends, my family, your friends, your family, and Rex." I laugh out loud that he put Rex in his own category. He's smiling big now.
"You're crazy insane." He is, I mean, we have only known each other a week and he is so serious all ready.
"Crazy insane for you, baby." His hand that is on my inner thigh starts sliding toward my center. "Look, if I was the only one feeling this way fine, but I'm not. You are feeling it too." His fingers touch my center, and my breath hitches and I gasp. "See. Has anyone ever made you react the way I do?" NO, never. You do things to me that I never knew was possible.
"How would you feel if I were to go out and fuck another woman right now?" I feel like I could puke. Did he sucker punch me in the gut? I hop off his lap and try to catch my breath. It really feels like I have been punched in the gut.
"Hey, hey...." Ian barrels out of the chair and wraps me in his arms. "I was only trying to prove a point. I don't have any desire to be with anyone but you."
"Yeah, well, point made. What the hell was that anyway?" I relax settling into his arms. How did such a simple comment have such a gut wrenching reaction on me?
"That, my girl, was jealousy. And that is what I was feeling last night when you were talking to Rex." He is running his hands down my back now.
"Well son of a bitch," is all I can say. I'm in a relationship because I’d be damned if I’d ever let another woman touch him. He was mine. What the hell just happened? Relax; it's not like your getting married or anything.
"Mine," I whisper in his ear before I start placing kisses down his throat.
"Yes, yours," he growls. His hands reach the hem of my nightgown, pulling it up slowly so his hands are on my ass. "I am all yours, baby, and you are all mine." He is beaming at me before his lips touch mine.
"Why don't you take your girl into the bedroom? Right now," I whisper in his ear. I kind of do like the thought of being Ian's girl.
"Fuck, Aubrey, do you know how hard you made me just saying that?" He growls and lifts my ass up and I wrap my legs around his waist.
"Well I guess you are going to have to show me," I say and gyrate my hips against him. I can feel how hard he is, but now I want to see. It takes him half a second to take me to the bed, and I sit astride him.
“Ian, baby, are you going to let me ride this hard cock now, or are you going to ruin it again?" I moan moving my center up and down his sweat pant covered erection.
"Hell no, and I love that you called me baby," he growls in my ear. He pulls my nightgown over my head revealing my naked body, which he takes in with a gasp. "I will never get over the sight of you. You are so beautiful, baby." His deep blues have me and I feel the tightness in my core.
He fumbles with his sweat pants and I lift myself enough so that he can move them down past his ass freeing his erection.
I'm just about to lower myself onto him when I stop looking at him.
"What's wrong baby?" His eyes are ravenous; his arm muscles ripple as he holds my hips.
"We need a condom."
"Shit, they’re in my bag in the other room. Are you on birth control?" He’s moving his cock up and down my folds rubbing my clit with the head of his erection.
"Um.....yes, but..." I'm not. I was told by the doctor that I would never be able to have children with the trauma I suffered.
"I'm clean baby, I swear. I had a physical a month ago and haven't had sex since. I mean, except with you." He shows me his dimples and I melt.
"Aren't you worried about me?" I know I'm fine, but it's a little concerning he wouldn't even ask. He is rubbing back and forth over my clit and it is getting really hard to concentrate.
"You told me it had been a year. I think your fine." Good enough for me. I grab his cock at the base with my hand and position him at my opening before I slide slowly down him, taking him in me inch by slow inch. Ian leans back onto the pillow, his hands everywhere on me, palming my breasts and then back to my hips to help me rise and lower on him.
I run my hands down his washboard abs, my fingers moving up and down slightly with the undulation of his muscles.
"Fuck......Aubrey, you feel so good. You are mine baby. Say it," he barks, "I want your eyes on me when you say it." Low animal groans are coming from deep in his throat. I obey his command because it is so damn sexy when he takes control.
I fix my eyes on his deep blues and shout, "I. AM. YOURS. IAN.”
"Oh.....god baby," he growls and starts rubbing my clit with his thumb. I am moving franticly up and down him, filling myself full with him. "I'm going to come........oh my God."
"Come for me baby. Put those beautiful green eyes on me and come."
I do, oh boy do I. White hot lighting shudders through my body as I come and I feel Ian's hot semen pulsing into me. It is so different without a condom. I can feel every bit shoot into me as my core pulses around him.
I
lay flat on his chest, my sweat slicked skin against his. I hear is heart pounding against my ear and I feel like my heart is about to pump out of my chest. We lay like this for awhile not saying anything as Ian runs his finger tips up and down my back.
I finally look up at him and he is giving me his dimpled smile that makes my insides warm.
"Do you know how happy I am right now?" He mutters, playing with a strand of my hair.
"No, but if that smile is any indication, I would say pretty happy," I coo, slipping off of him and settling into his side. He moves his legs to kick off his sweatpants that are pooled around his knees, then turns on his side and wraps his muscular thigh around mine. Pulling me into him tight, he kisses my temple.
"You could say that. I have my girl in my arms and I couldn't be happier. Now we sleep," he orders, and I’m OK with his demand because I am still very tired. It doesn't take long before I am out, wrapped tight in Ian's strong arms.
Chapter 11
IAN.
Waking up to Aubrey in my arms makes me wake with a huge smile on my face, and a rock hard erection against her ass. I bury my face into her hair inhaling deeply. She smells so good, floral and spicy almost. Her sweet little round butt is planted firmly against my cock. She moves a little letting out the tiniest of moans. Yeah, even that is sexy as hell. My cock twitches, and even though I don't want to wake her, my body has other things in mind.
I press my lips to her back right between her shoulder blades and run my hand around her waist, splaying my hand on her flat belly before inching down to her center. I cup her there for a moment before I slowly inch my finger into her delicate, soft folds.
She moves letting out a soft whimper. My cock hardens even more, if that is possible. She's not awake yet, but she is responding to my touch. Slipping my finger into her, I move in and out slowly. Her hips start rotating around and she is soaking wet. Her head turns toward me with a sleepy smile on her face, amazingly gorgeous in every way.
"There she is." I move my lips to hers and she responds by sliding her tongue in my mouth. I love the taste of her, even in the morning she is minty and delicious. She wraps her hands in my hair pulling me to her. I can't imagine not waking up with her in my arms ever again.
I roll on top of her pushing her thighs open with my knee. She wraps her soft legs around my waist and hooks her feet together at the small of my back. It doesn't take long for me to be at her entrance, and she is bucking her hips telling me she is ready.
"Ian, please," she begs.
"What baby, what do you want me to do?" I know what she wants, but it is sexy as hell when she asks for it.
"Fuck me now." Her emerald green eyes pleading with me and I slide into her with one quick thrust reaching her core. She screams, her eyes rolling away from mine.
"Eyes on me," I bark and she is instantly compliant, fluttering her eyelashes to focus on me. "Always. I always want your eyes when I'm in you. I want to see you when you come." She's close and so am I. One thing is for sure, neither of us have control when it comes to sex. I feel her tightening around me, convulsing as she pulls me in deeper with her amazing tight pussy. With only the look of her eyes I know she is coming, and then she screams my name in pleasure. I follow, spurting inside of her for what seems like hours. It's amazing. I don't know what sex was before Aubrey, but it was never like this.
Falling on her, I hold myself up with my elbow so that I don't crush her tiny body. I kiss her nose and press my forehead to hers. After our breathing returns to normal, I roll off of her.
"I will be right back," I tell her as I roll off the bed and head into the bathroom. I start a bath adding some bubbles.
Back in the room, she is still laying like I left her. She is looking at me when I come back and she looks completely sated and satisfied. Her eyes move over my naked body. She gives me a wicked smile while she bites the tip of her finger that’s in her mouth.
"Do you like what you see?"
"Very much," she says in her soft sexy voice causing my cock to twitch. I scoop her up off the bed cradling her in my arms. I take her into the bathroom, and set her gently in the warm bath then climb in behind her, situating her between my legs. She leans her head back relaxing against my chest.
I cannot even begin to explain how very happy I am right now. She seems to have given in to the fact that we are together, that she is mine, and I want everyone to know.
"What would you like to do today, my beauty?" I ask, taking a sponge off the ledge and washing her arms.
"Actually, I have something I need to do that I have been putting off. I would love for you to join me, you being in the security business,” she says turning around to face me, interlacing her legs with mine. She takes the sponge from me and starts rubbing my chest with it.
"You better believe that I will be there for anything you think you need security for. Always." Hell yes. I now have a mission in life and that is to love and protect Aubrey Jackson.
"Well, I need to kick my "stepmom" out of my house." She looks at me questioningly.
"Can I have some context here?" I take her hands and place them between mine.
"How much do you know about how I came to be the head of W.S. Jackson Inc.?"
"Not much. Just that you inherited everything when your dad died, and that William Jackson left one pissed off widow," I say raising one eyebrow.
"Well what you probably didn't know was that I had never met my father."
OK now the other eyebrow is raised. I had no idea.
"I never knew he existed, I mean, I knew I had a father obviously, but I had no idea who he was." She is talking so calm and nonchalant. Is she that strong, or does she really not care that she never knew her father.
"He knew about me. My mother sent him pictures and he would send her money every once in awhile. I never knew this until after she died." Now her bright green eyes are sad talking about her mom.
"I'm sorry baby. When did she die?"
"That's a story for another day." She shuts me out and gets serious again. "Apparently, my father was quite the ladies man and has had many young wives. Tandi just happened to be the "lucky one" when he died, or at least she thought so until I walked in." She has some vindictiveness in her voice. Her being a feisty little minx is even turning me on.
"So I take it she is still living in one of your properties?"
"Yes, with that slime ball Matt Wilson, and nothing would make me happier right now, present company aside of course," she gives me a long sexy kiss, "than to kick their asses to the curb," she whispers against my mouth.
"I will do everything in my power to keep you safe and help you." I tuck some hair behind her ear and she gives me a sweet little smile. "I will always keep you safe baby." I don't like the look she gets in her eyes before she turns around and stands up to get out of the bath. Grabbing a towel she wraps it around herself then turns back to me.
"I don't know the first thing about evicting someone. What would be my first step?" She won't look me in the eyes and I can tell she is struggling with my vow of forever. I hope to God that she doesn't get her guard up again and shut me down. I stand up in the tub and she hands me a towel. Drying off I wrap it around my waist and stand in front of her as close as I can without touching. The hollow of her throat pulses as she swallows hard. I decide to ignore this emotional shut down for now.
“I think we only need to give them 24 hour notice to vacate the property." She turns to start combing her hair and I can see the cogs of her mind turning. What are you thinking about, my girl?
"There are some very valuable possessions in the house that I don't want her taking. There's also a safe that Tandi does not have the combo to, and as far as I know, she doesn't know it exists, but she's had months in the house alone so she could have found it. I don't know what's in it and neither does my attorney. How do we do get this stuff out?"
"We go in and take them. You own the house so it's your right. I'll go with you. We will serve them with eviction pa
pers and before we leave we will get the stuff you want." I see the vindictive smile creep on her face at the thought.
Chapter 12
AUBREY
Ian contacted the Sherriff's office and got the necessary paperwork needed to serve Tandi her eviction notice. I can't help but be excited as we drive in the Range Rover Ian rented to my mansion is Scarsdale. The attorney faxed me a list of valuable assets, and it is quite extensive. I plan on having an auction with the property with all proceeds going to charity.
Watching Ian drive is doing things to me. Mundane things, like driving a car, shouldn't be sexual, but God he looks good doing it. I picture myself climbing on his lap and riding him slowly, his muscular thighs under me and those powerful toned arms wrapped around me.
"What's on your mind, my beautiful girl?" I am interrupted out of my daydream. Ian's deep blues glance at me for a second before he turns his attention back to the road. He takes my hand from my lap and brings it to his lips, brushing my knuckles with kisses, before resting his elbow on the console and entwining our fingers.
"Honestly?" I answer him.
"Yes, unless you are going to tell me you don't want to be with me, or something equally horrible. Then lie, please lie." He squeezes his grip on my hand like he's afraid to let it go.
"I was thinking how freaking sexy you are driving this car, and how much I want to ride your cock right now." It takes him no time to pull the car over to the side of the road. He holds his arms out straight giving me complete access to climb onto his lap. I fumble with my seatbelt, astonished at what he just did, but also turned on as hell at the sight of him watching and waiting for me to fulfill my little day dream.
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