I Need You Here

by Cynthia P. O'Neill

  I was about to ask what she was doing, when I felt the answer. Her lips slid down over mine and my dick came to life with micro shocks running through the tip. The scent of strawberry was heavy in the air and mixed with the scent of her arousal. My beautiful angel was getting turned on giving me head. The little minx.

  Every time the popping stopped, she’d load her mouth with more candy and get back to work, driving me to release. It was all I could do to hold back. “Bella, if you keep that up, I’ll be coming in your mouth. If you don’t want that, then you need to pull back soon.”

  The last time she’d sucked me off she’d taken my cock out of her mouth right before I came, and I plastered her breasts with my seed. This time one hand doubled its efforts on the base of my erection, while the other went to palm my balls.

  The suction and caresses caused my dick to explode. “What are you doing to me woman?” I kept coming and coming and she took every ounce of what I had, until my orgasm was spent and I felt myself soften. My God, this woman was everything I’d ever wanted and more.

  I WAS A LITTLE surprised by how turned on I’d gotten while sucking Rafe off. I’d never really cared for the idea of oral sex, but he’d been so patient and kind with me the first time I’d done it. It meant a lot that he didn’t force anything, allowing me to go at my own pace, like tonight. I’d really enjoyed the first time I’d sucked him off, and I wanted to try it again. Tonight, I finally got my wish.

  I hope I surprised him by sucking him off using pop-rocks. Marissa gave me the idea, because she told me she drove Dane crazy with them. I’d asked where she’d heard about the use of candy and oral sex when she surprised me. “Gianna told me. She’d mentioned how amazing it felt on her and how she’d turned the tables on my brother.”

  “Please tell me this didn’t all start with your brother and his addiction to retro candy.”

  She smiled and nodded. “Yep. And when Dane starts getting all cocky and smart with me, I whip out a bag of pop rocks, which shuts him right up.”

  I’d laughed, thinking she was so bad, but the conversation had left me intrigued, wondering just how much it could turn on a man. I never expected that Rafe would lose control, or that I’d like it. I’d been too scared to swallow his essence before, but the combination of the strawberry candy combined with his taste and I couldn’t get enough.

  I couldn’t believe I’d gotten him to lose control enough to cry out in rapture. I moved up toward him, licking the remaining residue off my lips. “I don’t know where you got the idea to do that, but damn woman, you can do that to me anytime you want.”

  He reached his arm around the back of my head pulling me closer to him until his lips devoured mine. “Mmm. I love strawberries. I taste myself on your lips, but what I’d like to taste is you.”

  Before I knew what was happening, he had flipped me onto my back and stripped me of my panties. “You gave me the best blowjob I’ve ever received. I think that deserves a reward.” His eyes lit devilishly. “Do you have any more of that candy?”

  “There’s a little left on the edge of the bed. I didn’t know if it would work, so I only took the one packet from Marissa.” I realized my mistake and slapped my hand over my mouth before I could say more.

  His eyebrows raised in curiosity. “My sister in-law turned you onto this?”

  “Yes.”

  “My brother’s a lucky bastard. But, I’m luckier.”

  His hands drew circles against my inner thighs, as his lips left a trail of kisses up one thigh, across my stomach, and down the other, never coming close to where I need him most. I kept writhing against the sheets with the need to come. I wanted him to grab my ass and use his talented tongue and teeth on my sensitive clit.

  I wondered why he wasn’t touching me intimately. I loved when he smacked my ass, but realized forceful touches had become non-existent since he’d seen the scars Liam left. Was that why he avoided going down on me?

  Rafe finally kissed my mound, making me hunger for more of his touch. “I need you Rafe. I need you to eat me out like you did last time.” His hold on me loosened as his body became rigid.

  I looked up into his eyes. “There’s no harm in having sex while you’re pregnant. If that were the case, don’t you think your brother would be frustrated as hell right now?”

  He shook his head. “That’s not why I’m stopping. I don’t want to hurt you. You can’t tell me that what Liam did hasn’t hurt you.”

  I reached down, caressing his hair. “The only pain I’m suffering is from frustration and the need for release. What Liam did is in the past. Whether it can be undone remains to be seen, what’s left is only evidence of his hate toward my family, and his need to control and dominate me. They are no worse than a skinned knee that has healed over and left a scar. You know it’s there, but it doesn’t affect you.”

  I felt his body relax into mine. “I just want to ensure I’m not going to conjure up any bad memories. I don’t want to push you before you’re ready.”

  For once, I lifted his face so he could see mine. “Babe, I’m ready and wanting. I need you to do this to move on with my life. I need you here – now! If something bothers me I’ll use your stop light system to let you know. I trust you, Rafe, so I surrender to you.”

  His lips caressed my folds. He gently parted them and began to flick his tongue over my clit, gently at first, and then with more fervor. He held me down with one hand. “I want you to stay still and I don’t want you to come until I say you can. Understand?”

  “Yes, sir.” My dirty Dom was back.

  It didn’t take long before he was working my pussy and clit, building me right to the edge of a powerful orgasm. He’d get me close, then back off, then close again, and refuse to let me come. I hurt; needing a release more than I needed my next breath by the time he lowered his tongue to me again.

  I felt my body lift as he tongued the popping candy onto my clit. Now I understood why I’d managed to pull such an intense orgasm from him. The candy magnified the sensations by about a thousand percent. My God, this was like sex on crack. I needed to lose my inhibitions and have more frank discussions with Marissa and Gianna to compare notes. If this is what the lifestyle was about then yes, please, sign me up.

  My hands clenched the sheets tightly, as he kept driving me further into an abyss that I would welcome tumbling into. I bit my lip, drawing blood trying to stave off my ever-growing orgasm. At last, he pushed two fingers inside me, rubbing against my g-spot as he whispered, “Come for me, Dawn, my beautiful angel.” He sucked my clit into his mouth and bit down lightly, making me scream his name at the top of my lungs.

  His tongue never stopped, and suddenly his hands cupped my ass to lift me closer to his mouth as he continued to eat me out, drawing out my orgasm.

  I was left spent and panting, when he rose above me, still cradled against my hips. I felt his cock probe at my entrance. “I need to be with you, my love. I don’t know what tomorrow holds or if there will be any more tomorrows, but I know what I want and need right now, which is you. If you’re too tired, tell me now, otherwise, I’m going to make love to you.”

  I was tired, but his words melted my heart and made me realize that we needed to live in the here and now. Reaching up, I pulled his lips to mine in a searing kiss, tasting my essence on him. “Take me, my love, I’m yours.”

  The words had barely left my lips when our bodies became one. I gasped when his cock drove into my sheath; it had been so long since I’d felt him inside me. I reveled in the sensation because it was where he belonged. I’d never paid attention before, but our bodies seem to fit and work in perfect harmony with one another as if we were destined to join together.

  I wrapped my legs around his hips, urging him deeper into me, while meeting each thrust. My orgasm began to build again, until I was right about to break. He pumped in and out of me harder and faster until he pushed in one last time, yelling, “Come with me, now.”

  Waves of ecstasy washed over me
leaving me with a new clarity. This was my future, my husband, my Dom, and I yelled, “My Master.”

  His cock jerked inside me releasing his seed deep within my channel. I never realized how much I’d feel without the condoms. All I knew was that, once this baby was born, I’d go on the pill to keep experiencing this feeling.

  Rafe pulled out of me and headed to the bathroom to grab a washcloth to clean both of us up, before he crawled back into bed and pulled me tightly against him. We didn’t say anything at first, but after a few moments he started nuzzling my neck. “Did you mean what you said, when you called me Master?”

  I wrapped his arms around me closer and ground my backside onto his cock. “Yes. You’ve given me a lot to think about, but I’d like to try. I don’t know if I’ll be the best sub you’ve ever had, but with patience I can learn.”

  I could hear the love and excitement in his voice. “That’s all I ask for, love, is that you try. We can learn and grow together.”

  “I know our relationship is growing at warp speed, given the circumstances. But I think I’ve known all along how much I liked you and then grew to love you.”

  He laughed. “We had many months in the beginning and learned all we could about one another the old fashioned way –– talking. I still can’t believe my soul recognized yours as being the one for me. I thought Dane and Nate were full of shit when they talked about love at first sight, but if you think about it, we’ve taken things a little slower than either of them.”

  I couldn’t help but giggle. “This is true. I never expected to hear either of them go from dating to marriage in a blink of an eye. And here we are about to do the same thing.”

  “It’ll be fine. We have the love of our families and our love for each other to guide us.”

  A cold shiver ran through me. “I’m scared about tomorrow. What if something goes wrong, what if you’re hurt, or my parents, or …” My voice trailed off.

  Rafe pushed a few stray hairs aside, kissing the side of my face and nibbling at the spot behind my ear that drove me wild. “Let’s just focus on right now. When we awake tomorrow, we’ll deal with things then, moment by moment. We will be surrounded by some of the top experts in their fields. If they can’t take Liam down, no one can.”

  My eyes grew heavy as he whispered reassuring thoughts and professions of love in my ear. I found myself dreaming about all we’d done together and all we still had left to do, feeling grateful for our time together in our little bubble. Who knew in that short span of time we’d rediscover one another and connect on a level deeper than either of us knew existed. Rafe was my life and I knew now that I couldn’t live without him.

  THE DAY I’D FOUGHT so hard to prevent was finally upon us. I’d managed to get Dawn to sleep last night, but spent most of the night wondering if we’d survive the day.

  Derrick and Rick had their crew fit us with miniature microphones and tracking chips to keep apprised of our locations. We all had to arrive early to review where we were to stand, who we needed to be on the lookout for, and who our points of contact were.

  I’d feared Dane, Ethan, and Nate would be furious with us for all the trouble Liam had caused in their lives, especially Nate since it was his wedding day; but they all saved their resentment for Liam. Nate admitted, “The guy is obviously a nut case. We all want him caught before he can do what that jackass, Connor did to Gianna and me. He nearly cost us our lives.”

  Nate had a point. Connor had slipped under the radar at our company. No one knew he had any friends or relatives working at Prescott International, nor was anyone aware of his incredible computer skills. It took us months to figure out what was going on and cost the company quite a bit of money, but he was finally exposed. During his capture he’d managed to fire a few shots of his own, hitting both Gianna and Nate, but was killed by the police. Both of them nearly died. If Liam was successful today … I cringed at the thought.

  I paced back and forth waiting for Dawn to get dressed and put on her necklace and earrings, my mother loaned her for the occasion. Derrick had decided to add a couple of special bracelets to her ensemble. I’d felt jealous at first that he was giving my future wife jewelry, until he’d explained, “The silver bracelet on the left looks like a watch, but it’s actually pepper spray. The one on the right looks like an ordinary bracelet with a decorative stone in the middle, but should you find yourself face to face with Liam, depress the stone and an emergency alarm will sound, alerting us to your immediate danger.”

  I was puzzled. “Isn’t that overkill, since you have the mini-microphones and tracking devices on us?”

  “No. Some of us will be monitoring numerous conversations at once. I’d rather we be overly cautious than dead.” Leave it to Derrick to be blunt. This is when I liked to talk with Rick instead; he showed a little more compassion.

  The day seemed to fly by at a light speed and, before long, it was late afternoon and time for the wedding to begin. Everything ran smoothly. Gianna’s attendants, her sister Marjorie and Marissa, walked down the aisle to meet Nate’s best men, Ethan and Dane.

  I kept a close eye on Dawn. She sat toward the front with her parents, one on each side of her. It was funny to see them dressed as grandparents, but they had to keep up appearances until they were sure Liam was apprehended or dead.

  I wanted to sit with them, but Rick had advised me to keep my distance. If Liam caught us together it might fuel his rage and make him more unpredictable. Remembering the scars on her ass and back, I reluctantly agreed.

  Outwardly, I appeared relaxed, but my heart felt like it was ready to beat out of my chest. Anxiety coursed through me, waiting for Liam to make his move. I watched as Gianna and Nate took their vows, happy that they’d found one another after all the time apart, and thankful that they’d overcome so many obstacles in their lives.

  The wedding went off without incident. Everything seemed to be running smoothly with all the special ops men keeping vigil around my parent’s property. I’d almost let my guard down and thought that Liam wasn’t coming, when I saw several men rush the house, while others drew wedding guests to a safe location.

  Several gunshots were fired. I panicked, franticly looking for Derrick, Rick, or anyone who could tell me what the fuck was going on. I ran toward the house, pushing through the line of men, demanding I get access. After several attempts, I heard Rick’s voice demanding I be allowed inside.

  I headed toward the commotion and found Dawn crouched on the floor, crying, hovering over her father. Her mother was trying to comfort her as Derrick tried to stop the bleeding from wounds to Ian’s arm and shoulder. “He’ll be okay, sweetheart. Your father has taken much worse hits than this and come out better than ever.”

  I looked around and found a sheet covering what I presumed was Liam’s body. I couldn’t help myself. I needed to see him dead with my own eyes; to know that our nightmare was finally over. I lifted the sheet and cringed when I saw he’d taken a bullet to the heart.

  I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned around. It was my father. “It’s over now son. Go to Dawn and comfort her, she needs you.”

  I walked over and was amazed to see Ian sitting up and talking with his daughter. I didn’t want to intrude. I started to turn and leave but was stopped when Dawn launched herself into my arms.

  Everything felt surreal. I couldn’t tell if she was the one shaking or if I was, but I knew adrenaline was racing through both of us. “What happened? One minute I’m outside trying to find you and the next I see every available man running this way, which scared me to death! I was afraid that my worst nightmare had come true––that I’d lost you … both.”

  She shook her head and buried it in the crook of my neck. “Never, love. You’ll never lose me. Nothing is keeping me from you, now.”

  After we’d both calmed down, she’d explained how she had needed to use the bathroom, thanks to all the fluids she’d received. Her parents had walked with her as far as the entrance to the house, believing her
to be safe. Her father, though, noticed someone who seemed out of place and decided to follow her inside. He’d watched in horror as Liam tried to force Dawn out of the house.

  Dawn had immediately activated the bracelet alarm when Liam had put a gun to her back, telling her to move or someone would shoot me dead immediately. We later learned that no one else was on property. When Liam could no longer pay his henchmen, they’d split and found other work, no longer concerning themselves with his needs.

  In the world Liam had created for himself, only money kept people close to him. Without it, he had nothing. It was a pity really, that his entire life was full of hate and revenge.

  Ian’s plan had worked. When Liam had tried to compel Dawn to leave with him, Ian had shown up to stop him. Liam had gone on and on about everything that Ian had taken away from him, particularly his father. He felt that Ian deserved to feel the same kind of pain that he’d suffered as a boy, witnessing your loved one die. So he planned to make Ian watch Dawn and her unborn baby die, before dying himself.

  Ian had kept him talking long enough for his wife to sneak around back and enter through another door, where she had a clear shot of Liam. In the meantime, Dawn appeared to be playing with the bracelet with the hidden pepper spray, He’d pulled her arm back and demanded to know what she was doing when the thing went off nearly blinding him. He fought to gain control and blindly aimed his gun. Ian had jumped in front of his daughter just as Liam managed to squeeze off a couple of shots. Before he could fire any more, Taylor had taken aim and shot him dead – one shot, right to the heart.

  Derrick and my father had the foresight to have a doctor standing by. Ian’s wounds were through and throughs, and none of the bullets struck any major arteries or organs, so his prognosis was excellent. The doctor didn’t even think he needed to go to the hospital. He stitched him up downstairs and Ian was back at the party in no time, with his arm in a sling. He’d finally removed his disguise and I could see what Dawn’s hair would look like when her true color grew out. She had her dad’s hair and his strong determined jaw.