Driven By Love (15 page)

“I told you we would lose the paparazzi,” Anne whispered as they walked down the pier to Dean’s boat. After they left the hospital, Anne convinced him that she needed to drive Hawk to help her and him heal fast. They were able to walk out the back dock and get into Hawk before a small group of reporters saw them speeding out of the parking lot and started to pursue them.

Anne laughed them off and muttered, “This country girl knows all the back roads!” She proceeded to drive down paved roads and then dirt roads that Dean swore led to nowhere, but somehow she got them to shake off the tail of reporters. They dropped Hawk at the parking lot of a local park and walked over to the pier where Dean’s boat was docked. They both agreed that his boat was the safest place for them to go until the media circus went away.

As they walked towards the pier he leaned in against her. He tightened his hold on her and continued to scan the area around them to make sure there was no one following them. Fortunately, there was no one and they got to his boat safely.

Dean was not taking any chances. He went inside the boat first and investigated every single part of it to make sure no one was lurking on-board waiting for them to arrive. When he found everything in order, he brought Anne down and locked the door to the deck above. He grabbed her jacket off of her and placed it on the chair, then walked over to placed his jacket on the other chair. As he sat down Dean rubbed his neck to ease the tension from it. Anne walked up behind him and began to massage it. Her hands worked wonders for him, and the knots began to slowly fade away. When the last of the knots vanished, he faced her and cradled her face in his hands.

“What you did today for that little girl was wonderful, Anne.”

Tears started to form in her eyes. “I just want to make a difference. If this is her last night on earth, I want to know that I made it happy for her.”

Dean took hold of her face and gently kissed her as sat down and straddled him. “You make many people happy.”

Her arms wrapped around his neck and she kissed him back. When she finally released him she whispered, “Do I make you happy, Dean?”

A low growl erupted from deep inside him. “Yes, immensely.”

Her smiled was covered by his lips again as he resumed to kiss and taste her. She drank in her fill of his passion as she clawed at his back. The action inflamed him, and his lips traced a path down her throat to stop and nibble on her tender skin that made her moan.

He released her for a second to take off her shirt and expose her breasts which were captured by the lace bra that she wore. His fingers tore away the sensual material and let her breasts free for him to worship.

Anne leaned back as Dean's tongue slid slowly down her throat and rested right above her breast. He stopped there and began to kiss it, suck it, and then slowly move to the next breast. Anne’s heightened breathing excited him and he continued the slow, tantalizing torture.

He stopped a moment and set her on top of the table, facing him. The darkness in her eyes caused his heightened arousal as his cock pressed against his now very tight jeans. He took hold of her breasts in his hands and continued to gently worshiped them with his tongue.

“You are so perfect,” he murmured, as his tongue twirled and gently bit her nipple which caused her to push her breasts against his mouth.

“Oh, yes, Dean!”

As he released one nipple he captured her mouth, and his tongue plunged into her and claimed her. Her sweet moans and the movement of her body against him was an aphrodisiac that made him not able to think clearly. Taking hold of her, he gently nudged her down on the table and his tongue traced from one breast then the other until finally it stopped above her jeans. Slowly, he unbuttoned the jeans and slowly moved the zipper down as his tongue continued to follow the path of his fingers. As he pushed the jeans and panties down, Dean smiled as he found her aroused lips completely wet and ready for him. His tongue dipped down and licked gently on the outside lips and he heard Anne moan as her desire grew.

“Dean, please…”

As he blew gently at the exposed lips he felt her body quiver. “You’re so wet.”

“Yes, I need you.”

“You’ll have me, Anne. Any way you want.” His lips dipped into her moist channel and then licked her swollen bud which caused her to scream and grab his head and lock him against her clit.

A load moan erupted from Dean as he continued his slow sensual exploration of her clit until he felt she needed the release. He plunged two fingers into her while his tongue licked and sucked on her clit, and her body started to grind against his face. A moment later, she screamed his name as her body clutched his fingers, and her world just shattered around him.

With one final kiss, he looked up at her and saw the big smile on her face.

“Your turn.” she told him as she shimmied her jeans the rest of the way off, then swiftly stood in front of him and removed his shirt. Her fingers traveled down to his jeans, and she could feel the throb of his cock as she unzipped his pants and pushed them down with his boxers.

She grabbed his cock in her hand and looked into his eyes. “You really have the biggest cock I’ve ever seen.” She leaned in and kissed his lips, then whispered in his ear, “I want it so badly inside of me.”

Dean grabbed on to the table tighter as her words sunk into him. A sinister smirk appeared on his handsome face as he kissed her again. “I can’t keep you waiting, honey. Why don’t you just lie down and let me make sure you are completely satisfied?”

Anne smiled and laid back on the table as Dean grabbed her legs and held them up as he inched his cock closer to her wet pussy. She grabbed hold of it gently pushed it in as she moaned, “Like that.”

He pushed himself deeper and deeper inside until he was fully inside of her. He waited a moment to enjoy the sensation and then started to slowly thrust in and out. After a couple thrusts, his thumb started to rub her clit, and Anne started to writhe with pleasure. He kept up the pace as he rubbed and thrust in perfect rhythm until he felt her clutch his cock tight, and he pounded her again until his seed spilled deep inside her.

Her legs wrapped around his waist and he leaned down and covered her body with his. “You are amazing, Anne. Don’t ever let anyone tell you differently.”

He could see tears form in her eyes and kissed her her swollen lips. “I want to keep you safe, Anne. I want to tag you.”

*

Anne's heart did a little spin as her hand gently caressed Dean's face. That meant he’d know where she was – at all times. Suddenly, she wanted that. She wanted him to mark her, to make her his forever.

“Yes, Dean. Do it.”

His lips captured hers again and their kiss intensified as their tongues danced together.  He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off the table, then strode into the bedroom and placed her on the bed.

“Spread those beautiful legs for me,” he murmured, and an instant later his tongue lapped at her pussy as her hands grabbed his hair and moaned in pleasure.

His wicked tongue moved up to play with her swollen clit, and in that instant he plunged his two fingers in and then released his tag into her. Anne gripped his hair as his tongue increased its playful torture and soon she screamed out his name and begged to have him deep inside of her.

Her legs twisted around his waist like a vise and pushed his cock deep inside her in one swift movement. Dean took hold of her body, stood up and pushed her against the hull wall, desperate to possess her body completely.  She arched into him and gasped as his rhythm quickened. His thumbs flicked her nipples, bringing a jolt of lightning thorough her body.

His body felt her in every pore and he thrust in and out with a feverish desire to hear his name moaned from her lips. Anne's lips parted as another passionate moan escaped. He wanted to possess her, make her forget about everything and everyone who hurt her in the past. Her hands clawed in his hair and crushed his lips against hers. Her slick channel pulsed and he thrust one final time and released every ounce of himself in her, claiming her completely as his. 

“I should have let you tag me the day I met you.” Anne said with a laugh as they both collapsed onto the bed.

He rolled over and grinned at her. “I don’t do that with everyone that I tag. Some of them I wouldn’t want to even shake hands with.”

Anne again and captured his mouth again and let the fire in their bodies burn again.

The next few weeks were tense and everyone was on edge, always watching their backs and staying suspicious of everyone they didn’t know. Daniel was working with Keith to try and find where Emelio could have hidden and so far they found nothing. Stan and the state police were doing everything they could to find the guy. Dean did not let Anne out of his sight for even a moment. He never let his guard down event for a moment and checked every nook and cranny before he let Anne into any room or vehicle.

Anne tried to enjoy her days filming and the nights entwined in Dean’s hot embrace. Every night they snuck away from all the reporters and found solace on his boat. They had gotten lucky as no one was able to find where they were going at night. Anne heard that the media circus did not move from her home and remained camped out on the front lawn. She hoped that once this movie was completed, they would just pack up and leave.

Missy was released from the hospital. She was resting at home with Mom and Dad and received frequent visits from Evan. Every day she got stronger and stronger, but she was far from being herself again. The scars she had from the accident still were visible and every plastic surgeon she talked to was not able to give her any hope that they would ever go away. Anne couldn’t bring herself to accept Marshall’s offer of help, so instead she flew in surgeons from all over the world to see if any of them could help.

Ashley, the little girl who Anne visited in the hospital, miraculously got better and better every day. The doctors really had no explanation as to why. They just kept telling her mother. “Miracles happen.”

The gentle screech of the seagulls and the gentle sway of the boat made Anne sigh as she rolled over and kissed Dean's chest and which caused him to stir and tighten his arm around her. The content look on his face made her smile. Every night together was filled with wild passion that she never experienced in her life. They fueled each other's primal lust by just a look or a small touch and they never could get back to the boat fast enough to quench their desire.

Her heart became heavy when she realized that they were close to finishing up the movie and once it was complete there was another movie lined up that needed to be filmed in Texas.  Would Dean come with her? He was only hired to guard her during this film. Anne easily could hire him to continue being her bodyguard but would he want to stay with her? Would he want to stay close to Jeri and help her get her farm off the ground? If he did that then Anne would have to make trips back during the breaks she had to be with him. It would be exhausting for her but their passionate reunion would be well worth it.

Dean's eyes opened and he smiled at her.

Her heart skipped a beat. Every fiber in her being told her that it was worth it to be with him. He was the only man in her life who loved her for herself and not for the Hollywood doll that everyone else saw.

“Hey gorgeous.” He gently kissed her forehead causing a zing to travel down to her belly. “Sleep well?”

“I always do when you are with me.” She stretched up and gently nipped at his bottom lip. “I’ll be thinking about last night all day today.”

Anne felt Dean’s body stiffen under her as she realized what he was thinking about. Today was the day she had to film the love scene with her co-star Austin Shelby. They had a long talk about the scene, and Anne knew his concern and, more importantly, his jealousy over the fact that another man would be kissing her and she would be half-naked for a bunch of people to see. She explained to him numerous times that she worked with Austin before and he was an incredible professional who did everything in his power to make her feel comfortable during the awkward scenes. That still didn’t ease Dean’s jealousy, even though he knew that this was part of her job.

Anne took hold of his face and kissed him repeatedly until he kissed her back gently.

“You have nothing to be jealous about.” she whispered when she released his lips.

“I used to not care if another guy kissed you but now…” his fingers caressed her cheek. “I think I might punch any man who kisses you.”

“Dean, that’s all it is— a kiss.” She ran her finger from his neck down to his groin and purred, “You, on the other hand, get to kiss me, touch me, and make me melt in your arms as many times as you want. And I…” She gently rubbed his now stiff shaft. “…get to thoroughly lick you, caress you, and make you the happiest man on the planet anytime I want.”

She spread light kisses all around his neck, down his chest and stopped right above the erect mushroom head that was waiting for her tight channel for its release. “How about tonight we take the boat out to the middle of the lake and make love under the stars.”

Dean stiffened. “That's too dangerous, Anne. The paparazzi could find us again and you don't need...”

Her mouth captured his and began to ravage it which caused Dean to forget his train of thought. Since he loved sailing so much she had a hunch that it was one of his fantasies and she wanted to make it come true for him. She nipped his bottom lip, let it go and whispered in his ear. “No one will find us. I'll make sure of it.”

“It's... too dangerous.” he groaned as she slowly nipped his ear to will him into submission.

Anne could feel his racing heart under her hand as it traveled to his throbbing desire. “No one will be anywhere near us.” She lifted herself and straddled him until her hot wet channel was directly on top of him.

His head fell back against the pillow. “This is so not fair. I can't think...”

Her body moved and caused his dripping cock to penetrate deep inside of her. A jolt bolted from her engorged clit up to her breasts as she grabbed hold of his hair.

“It would be so incredibly hot to ride you like this out on the deck.” His body was an addition that she constantly craved.

Dean's strong hands grabbed hold of her waist and started a slow passionate rhythm that ignited a fire inside her that he could only extinguish. Each slow thrust caused delicious sparks that traveled against her enlarged nub. It was intense and filled with such passion that she never experienced before. Not only was he incredibly attractive he was honest, and knew the real her and still stayed to protect her, even if it meant he'd lose his life.

The ugly thought was pushed away as he plunged his eager cock deep inside her and caused her to scream at the incredible sensation. She smiled and bit her lower lip as she leaned forward and scraped her nippled across his bare chest.

A hiss escaped his lips before she devoured them as she slowed their rhythm to a near standstill.

He gripped her hips harder. “You are a little vixen. Are you trying to kill me?”

Anne pulled away from his cock. “I just want to fully satisfy you.”

The dark turbulent waves in his eyes told her he needed release. “Then make this boat rock.”

A twinkle formed in her eyes. “Only if you make love to me under the stars.” She pressed her moisture-laced velvet opening against his cock's head.

“You have to get your way, don't you?”

“That's not a 'yes'.” she told him as the hot moisture from her channel teased him.

Dean clinched his teeth and she smiled. “Just say 'yes'.” she whispered in his ear.

“Yes!” he screamed as he grabbed her and flipped her under him. His hands grabbed her breasts and tweaked her nipples as his body rammed his cock into her. “If you want me to take you on the deck then I will.”

She bucked her hips up and matched his rhythm as her moans matched his and soon she felt the final wave.

“Dean, yes. Don't stop!” her body gripped his cock in grip that brought him over the edge   and caused him to shoot his seed deep inside of her.

They collapsed on the bed and Dean gently kissed her lips again. “So is this how you are going to win any arguments we have?”

A wicked smile formed on her face. “Oh, this is just one of the ways.”