I'm Yours (9 page)

They were both naked and she had no idea what
he was going to do without a condom. All she knew was she wished
she had one because if they fell back into routine tomorrow she
might never get a chance to feel him inside her. Finally, Ian put
his knee on the bed. She closed her eyes knowing he was coming back
to her. She expected him to cover her and rub against her again
until she felt his lips kiss her inner thigh.

She could only be grateful she took a bath as
she surged up to watch him breathe in her scent. She supported
herself on her elbows as Ian pressed kisses all around her, teasing
her, heightening her senses. When she finally groaned in
frustration, he looked her in the eye as he pressed his tongue to
her. At first he licked leisurely up and down the seam of her. He
began alternating long licks up and down her labia and short
circles around her tight little nub. His fingers moved gently up
and down her inner thighs almost creating too much sensation.

Her hips swayed from side to side as she
encouraged his tongue to glide into her. The wet rasp felt glorious
against the delicate tissues and caused her to encourage him to
explore her deeper. She slid her fingers into his hair and held him
to her as she began to pant. Finally he used his fingers to spread
her and sucked her clit into his mouth. Kara arched her back up off
the bed and clenched her muscles to try to hold onto the
sensations. She was so close.

Ian released her from his mouth only to move
lower, licking his way down until his tongue pressed into her. He
licked inside of her keeping his tongue rigid. His thumb moved to
rub up and down over her clit as his tongue darted in and out of
her. When he finally brought his tongue back up to her clit, he
pressed two fingers inside her. Her hips lifted off the bed until
he used his free hand to hold her down. The sensation of his tongue
pressing her magic button as his fingers pumped in and out of her
was too much. He sucked her into his mouth one last time and her
body bucked and rioted. Her orgasm ripped through her as he
continued to lick her and kiss her.

Just watching her come had pushed Ian so
close to the edge. It was almost humiliating considering he’d
gotten himself off in the shower earlier. He had to get inside her.
She tasted sweeter than honey and her inner muscles were still
squeezing his fingers. She lay flat on the bed panting as if she’d
run a marathon and he watched her breasts jiggle with every intake
of breath. He was so hard it was becoming painful and he wanted
nothing more than to surge into her, but he didn’t have a fucking
rubber. She thought he was some male slut and right now, he almost
wished she were right so he’d have a condom handy at any time just
in case.

“Ian,” she pushed herself back up on her
elbows.

“Yes,” he tried to smile gently even though
he felt like murdering someone.

“Ian, I…I still want you.”

He groaned. Those words were almost as good
as her saying she was his. He’d been worried as soon as she came
she’d think this whole thing was a mistake. The fact that she still
wanted him was better than anything he’d imagined.

“I’m on birth control, Ian.”

Suddenly, those were the most erotic words
anyone had ever spoken to him. He surged up onto his knees and
crawled between her legs. She opened her arms to him and he knew at
that moment he did love Kara. Damn it! She’d better not think this
was a mistake tomorrow. She watched as he used her juices on his
fingers to lube the head of his penis. He looked at her as he
licked her remaining liquid off his fingers and she gasped. He gave
her a wicked grin as he nudged her legs wider and pressed down on
top of her once more. He rubbed the head of his cock around her
clit to lube it even more before guiding it to her opening.

Kara could feel him pressing against her,
trying to gain entrance. It had been a while since she’d had sex,
but she needed him inside her. She would have thought she’d be
sated after her mind-blowing orgasm, but as soon as the spasms had
quieted she’d felt emptiness between her legs that it seemed only
Ian could fill. He pressed in slowly. He was big and she felt
stretched to the limit but she lifted her hips to meet him as he
inched in a little further. He pulled back just a little before
moving forward again. The friction was so powerful because there
was not barrier, no condom.

When he was finally pressed in to the hilt,
she expected him to start moving frantically, but he didn’t. Ian
rotated his hips and leaned down to kiss her. She could taste
herself on his tongue. It turned her on and her inner muscles
clenched around him. He pulled back and smiled down at her.

“So tight,” he whispered in her ear.
“craiceann ar chraiceann, no barrier, just me and you.”

With that he started to move. He pulled
almost all the way out and slowly slid back in. He drew her legs up
and out so she was spread in front of him then he pulled all the
way out. She watched is he tilted her hips up so he could watch
himself enter her again. When he did, he groaned and she could feel
the vibration of his voice moving from him and through her body
where they were joined. He slid his arms under her legs until he
had her knees resting in the crook of his elbows and he finally
started to pound into her a little harder. He was so deep she felt
like he was going to split her in two. He kept speaking words she
didn’t understand and yet she knew what he was saying. He was as
lost in the sensations as she was. She could feel another orgasm
building. She knew Ian could feel it too as his rhythm changed.

“Harder,” she demanded.

Ian just shook his head impatiently and
continued his slow pace. He didn’t want her running this show. He
wanted her to lose control with him buried deep inside her. She was
so tight that when he pulled back, her body seemed to want to pull
him right back in. He dipped his head to suck on her sweet little
nipple. Her back arched as she pressed herself further into his
mouth and he smiled against her. Had sex ever been as good or as
satisfying as it was with Kara? No he didn’t think it ever had.

His arms were still laced under her knees and
he grabbed her waist to give him more leverage as he pumped into
her. When he pulled on her nipple a certain way, her muscles
enclosed his cock so tightly he had to pull back to keep from
coming. He was learning what made her moan, what made her clench
and what brought her to the edge.

“Please Ian, faster.”

With that his pace became frantic. He gave in
to her demands and plunged harder and faster into her. He was
taking long fast strokes in and out of her. The friction was almost
more than she could take. She began to shake her head from side to
side trying to let the sensation build. Ian dropped her legs and
supported himself on his elbow. He held her face with one hand as
he bit her lower lip, sucked it into his mouth and moved his other
hand down to press his thumb to her clit. She exploded bucking
against him. She could feel him pulsing inside her as he came as
well.

“Ah Dia!” he shouted as he surged into her
one last time.

He could feel her muscles milking every drop
from him, but the head of his penis was so sensitive and her canal
was so tight, his body jerked in response.

“Still, please, hold still.”

“Are you OK Ian?”

“OK? That was so intense if you sway your
hips again, I think my head will explode.”

“Which head?”

“Now is not the time to make me laugh. And
who’d have thought you’d have such a dirty sense of humor?”

“Actually, I have been known to have a dirty
sense of humor sometimes.”

She said it so primly he did laugh, but then
had to suck in a breath. Gently, cautiously, he pulled out of her.
It was one of the most intense orgasms he’d ever had. He was so
worn out he collapsed on his back next to her. He’d thought jacking
off in the shower was such a great idea and now he was regretting
it. If he hadn’t he would probably be able to take her again
tonight. He had thought if she were going to regret it, it would be
immediately following sex. When he looked at her, she just seemed
sated, but she could still regret this tomorrow.

“I’ll be right back,” she said as she rolled
out of the bed.

Kara’s thighs were still a little shaky as
she made her way into the bathroom. She was trying to talk herself
into regretting sex with Ian, but it was by far the best sex she’d
ever had. How could she regret that? But he hadn’t had a condom.
She’d been sure he’d be packing. He said he didn’t have one-night
stands, so what did that make this? Would he still want her
tomorrow or when they went back to the real world? She had a
suspicion her feelings for Ian were much stronger than she’d ever
let herself believe. He was sweet and kind, smart and loving toward
his family.

She’d always been able to keep him at arm’s
length because she thought he had no morals when it came to sex.
Maybe she was wrong. She’d assumed he came in late to work because
he partied all the time. It made sense he spent a lot of time with
his family because his family was huge and they were all close.
Meryl had said Ian didn’t have a lot of women. She’d thought she
had Ian all figured out, but maybe she didn’t. That thought made
her a little insecure. Maybe she’d have to figure him out all over
again. As she left the bathroom, Kara wished she’d at least put
back on the little T-shirt. Since she had nothing to wear, she held
her head high and quickly walked naked back to the bed.

When she walked out of the bathroom, Ian was
worried things may have changed in her mind. He’d been sure she’d
wrap a towel around herself, so when she came back to bed
gloriously naked, he lifted the covers for her as she approached
the bed. He didn’t want to give her a reason or even the time to
think about regrets, so he pulled her naked form to his. She
hesitated only for a moment before she curled into him resting her
head on his chest. He sighed with satisfaction as he nuzzled his
nose in her hair and freely breathed in her scent. Ian rubbed his
hand gently up and down her spine until he heard her breathing even
out. Only when she was relaxed and asleep was he able to relax and
let sleep take him as well.

Ian woke instantly when he heard a noise
outside their room. Ronan had woken him only a few hours before
with his call to check in. Ian slid out of bed trying not to wake
Kara. It was probably nothing, but he had to be sure. He took the
gun off the nightstand and walked to the door. He looked out the
peephole but didn’t see anything. Carefully he cracked the door
open just enough to look outside. He saw a family loading their car
with their luggage from a nearby cabin. Breathing a sigh of relief,
Ian closed the door. He was glad Ronan wasn’t here to make fun of
him, but then again maybe if Ronan had a woman to protect, he’d be
a little on edge too.

It wasn’t quite 8:00 in the morning and Ronan
would be calling again within the next hour. Ian looked down at
Kara. She was on her stomach and she’d kicked off the covers.
Smiling, he crawled back into bed. He wouldn’t give her a chance to
regret last night. As the bed shifted with his weight, Kara rolled
over onto her back and stretched. He thought she would wake up, but
she settled on her back and her breath once again evened out into
sleep.

Ian stretched out beside her and nuzzled her
neck with his nose as he started caressing her body. He made lazy
circles around one of her nipples with one hand as the other slid
down between her legs. Kara came awake moaning his name and Ian
couldn’t remember anything that had ever satisfied him more than
that. When his spread her to find her clit, she was already wet for
him. He groaned and rolled on top of her. Kara looked up at him
with dazed sleepy eyes as he rubbed the head of his cock around her
opening, lubing himself for an easy entrance.

“Morning” he said as he slid into her in one
smooth motion.

Kara could only moan in response. She’d been
dreaming about Ian. She’d been dreaming he was taking her in a
multitude of positions in a car speeding down the highway. When
she’d come fully awake he had been pressing into her. She stretched
beneath him and she could feel her inner muscles pulling him
further inside her.

“Are you awake then?”

She nodded and when she did, Ian rolled them
over and she squealed in surprise. She was spread on top of him,
her legs wide on either side of his hips. She pushed up a little
and looked questioningly down at him.

“You seem to like to take control grá. I was
hoping you’d take control this morning and ride me. I love your
tits and I want to watch them shimmy while you ride my cock.” At
his harsh words, she felt herself clench around him. “I knew you
liked me to talk dirty to you Kara.”

She didn’t answer. She pulled her legs in so
she could straddle him and kneel over his hips. He held out his
hands and she took them while she steadied herself on top of him.
She knew it wouldn’t matter if his words were dirty or not. He
liked her body and wanted to watch her as she moved up and down on
him, pleasuring them both. Slowly, Kara lifted herself up then slid
back down. When she let go of Ian’s hands, he grabbed her hips and
helped her set a good pace.

When she looked down at him, he was watching
her breasts as they bounced with the rise and fall of her body. The
friction she created was building. After a moment Ian let go of one
of her hips to gently pinch and roll her nipple between his
fingers. As he did this, she changed her pattern. She slid up and
down his shaft then swiveled her hips around and Ian groaned and
reached for her. He grabbed her arms and pulled her to him.

Kara placed her hands on Ian’s chest to
support herself, but Ian shook his head. Then he pulled her arms
outward so her breasts were pressed against his chest. Sliding his
hand behind her head, he brought her face to his. He held her there
and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth and she continued to
slide up and down on him.