Ink Reunited (7 page)

He didn’t know what he’d do
then.

He’d been broken once before
and if it happened again, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to put himself to rights.
Sassy and Ian had quickly become his whole world and that scared him.

Rafe would just have to prove
to them that they could make it work. With the scent of his mother’s cooking,
the sounds of laughter and happiness, and the feel of acceptance surrounding
them, it just might be possible.

Once dinner was over, they
made their way to her place in record time. He barely had the engine off before
Sassy was out of the car with him following. He chased her up the stairs, a
grin on his face.

When she opened the door, he
pushed her through it, held on to her wrist, and slammed her against it as it
shut.

Her eyes widened and she
grinned. “Eager, are we?”

He cupped her face. “Did I
hurt you?” He hadn’t meant to slam her into the door that hard, but damn, after
hours of being with others and unable to be near enough to her, he couldn’t
hold back.

She squeezed his ass and
rocked against him, the hard ridge of his cock digging into her belly. “I liked
it. You held my wrist and used the other hand to hold the door so I wouldn’t
hit too hard. The door just made a loud sound, that’s why it made it look like you
were rough.” She grinned. “Well, you were rough, but in the sexy-alpha-way.
Now, go on and finish your plan. I hope you’re going to fuck me against it.”

He shook his head. This woman understood
him so fucking well it scared him. “I’m going to eat you out against the door
and then I’ll make love to you in your bed because I promised.”

Her eyes darkened and she gave
him that little smile that always went straight to his cock.  He tugged off his
shirt and watched the way her gaze followed the lines of his abs and chest.
He’d work out even more if he could keep getting her to look at him like that.
He wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and brought her in for a kiss.
He loved the way she tasted, all sweet and spicy at the same time.

He pulled back and tugged up
her shirt. She lifted her arms and he took it off her then gazed down at her in
her bra and sexy jeans. He’d told her that he loved the way they molded to her
thighs and ass and he’d meant it.

God, he fucking loved her
curves.

He undid the front clasp of
her bra so her breasts were bare. Her rose colored nipples were hard and begged
for his mouth. He lowered his head and sucked one into his mouth, using his
hand to plump her breast as he nibbled and licked. He moved to her other breast
and knelt down. She was just short enough that he could suck on her nipples and
get a face full of breasts.

Seriously, he loved this part.

He moved down her body,
leaving kisses and bites down her stomach until he came to the top of her
jeans. He undid the button and zipper and pulled her pants down over her ass,
bringing her panties with them.

“Rafe,” she moaned as she
wiggled out of her jeans and he threw them to the side.

“God, I love your taste,” he
said before he pulled one leg over his shoulder and licked her slit. She put
one hand on his shoulders to steady herself and he lapped her up.  He spread
her and fucked her with his tongue and then two fingers. Each moan she made
coincided with the sexy flutter of her pussy and he knew she was close.

He reached around with his
free hand and probed her hole, knowing they hadn’t done anal play yet, but it
would be coming.

Soon.

“Yes, Rafe, just like that. My
vibrator with the attachment doesn’t do it like your fingers do.”

He about came in his pants at
her admission but kept his mouth on her clit, wanting her to come. His Sassy liked
to play with herself all kinky like?

He was one lucky man.

He hummed against her clit as
his fingers passed the tight ring of muscles. He only had her own juices as
lube so he only put the tip in, not wanting to hurt her.

“Rafe!” She came on his tongue
and he kept the pressure on her clit, knowing she liked it best that way.

With her eyes still closed, he
stood up, keeping his hand on her hip so she wouldn’t fall, then picked her up.
He carried her to the bedroom like he’d promised before, her head on his
shoulder, her body still shaking.

“How do you want it, Sass?”

“Fuck me on all fours. I love
it when you go deep like that.”

He grinned. “You’re a dirty
girl.”

She rolled her eyes and he put
her on her feet. “You’re such a dude for saying that.”

He slapped her ass as she
turned and moaned even as she looked over her shoulder to raise a brow at him.

“Get on all fours in the
middle of the bed,
cariña
. That way when you get weak-kneed, you won’t
fall on your face.”

She laughed, exactly as he’d
wanted her to, and he pulled off his pants after he took the condom from his
wallet. He rolled it on his length, his cock beyond ready to sink in to that
pretty pink pussy.

He slid into her in one thrust,
and they both sighed at the same time. He pumped into her, his fingers digging
into her hips as he fucked her. He leaned over her so his front was to her
back, even as her hips lifted to meet his thrusts.

“Kiss me, my Sassy,” he
whispered.

“Mine,” she said as she turned
her head.

“Yours.” He took her lips and
came hard within her. He swiveled his hips so his groin slid along her clit and
she shuddered. Her inner walls clenched around him as she came with him.

“Mine,” he said back.

“Yours,” she whispered, her
voice heavy.

They both sank down to the
bed, his cock still inside her yet he wasn’t ready to move. He cupped her cheek
and she looked over her shoulder at him once more so he could take her lips.
Their sweat-slick bodies lay in a pile as their breathing finally evened and he
swallowed hard, too overcome with the past and their future to speak.

This was what he’d wanted all
those years and yet hadn’t known he craved it. Sassy was his and Ian’s. He just
prayed to God they didn’t leave him.

Again.

Ian ran his hand down his
chest, smoothing out his tie. He had no idea why he felt so stiff and
uncomfortable right then but it bothered him. He closed his eyes for a moment,
taking a deep breath. If he didn’t get his act together, he’d scare the other
patrons of the restaurant. With his dark looks and even darker scowl, most
people knew to comply to his demands.

That’s how he’d made his way
up the ladder of high-end real estate.

That and the Steele name.

Tonight he would use that name
to get the table he desired but would do his best to lose the scowl. After all,
he didn’t want to scare away Sassy on their date.

“Ian? Are you coming?”

He blinked away the doubts
that seemed to creep in when he least wanted them, and turned to his date, his
Sassy.

It didn’t matter to him if she
wore cutoff jeans, a flowing hippy dress, or nothing at all—he loved the way
his woman looked.

Right then though, her beauty
made him so lightheaded he thought he’d pass out.

They were dining out at one of
the nicer restaurants in New Orleans that night, and she’d apparently decided
to go formal. Her long black dress hugged her curves in all the right places.
The heart neckline accentuated her breasts but didn’t make her look cheap. No,
there was nothing cheap about Sassy and he loved that about her.

She’d left her hair down. Rafe
told him she’d tried to put her hair up when they visited his parents and he’d
taken it down. Ian sensed she left it down this time for him, something that
not only surprised him, but made him fall for her all over again.

Her wild hair had one simple
streak of black in it to match her dress, understated for what she normally did
with it, but he still liked it. Rafe had mentioned how sexy she looked when
he’d taken down her hair though, and Ian knew that they’d have to play with
that sometime.

Right now, however, it was all
about Ian and Sassy. They might have been a triad, but they were also comprised
of three coupled relationships. That made it imperative that they not only
spend time as the three of them, but on their own as well.

It wasn’t that he liked one
more than the other, he just knew that he needed both. He needed time alone
with Sassy as much as he needed time alone with Rafe. When the three of them
were together it was like they’d put all those pieces together forming a
finished puzzle only they understood.

Complicated didn’t even begin
to cover it, but he didn’t care.

He loved the two of them, and
he’d be damned if he’d walk away again and lose it all.

“Ian, what is wrong with you
tonight?”

He shook his head, then tucked
her hand in his, bringing it to his lips. He brushed a soft kiss against her
fingers and smiled.

“I’m sorry, love. I can’t seem
to get out of my own head tonight.” They were standing in front of his car as
the valet stood by them, his hand outstretched. Ian gave a cool smile and a nod
to the younger man, as well as his keys, before taking Sassy’s arm in his. “Now
let me get you inside before I stand here all night woolgathering.”

She frowned at him but
followed, her arm tucked beneath his. “You can woolgather all you want Ian, but
if you’d rather stay at home tonight, we can leave.”

There was something in her
tone that sparked a memory and he cursed himself. Before, when he’d pulled away
emotionally, he’d acted aloof, locked inside his own head. If he wasn’t
careful, Sassy and Rafe would think he was doing the same now.

It wasn’t even close to being
the same mindset for him, but he understood their fears. It might have grated
that they didn’t trust him not to walk away, but he couldn’t blame them.

The hostess sat them at a
table in one of the secluded corners as requested. With a nod to the woman, he
pulled Sassy’s chair back and helped her sit.

“You know, I could have done that
on my own, but I kind of like it when you act all old world manners on me.”

Ian grinned, enjoying the fact
that no matter what she wore, she was still Sassy.

“You might like it a little
when I act old fashioned, but if I were to do anything more than what I just
did, you’d have my balls in a vice in no time.”

She winked, her eyes full of
laughter. “Damn straight.”

Their waiter brought the wine
list and told them about the specials. Ian didn’t care what he ate that night
since he knew everything tasted great, and as long as Sassy was his dinner
companion, he’d have the night he wanted.

He raised a brow in Sassy’s
direction. “Would you like to get one of each of the specials and call it a
day?”

Sassy’s eyes widened a bit
before she smiled. “Sure. That makes things easy.”

The waiter nodded and left
while Ian took a sip of his water. “Why did it look like I surprised you with
our order?”

Her brows furrowed as she
thought about her words then licked her lips. “I don’t want you to get the
wrong impression of what I’m going to say.”

He frowned. “You never have to
hold anything back from me.”

“I know that. Or at least I
think I do now. Back when we were first dating, you used to take a while to
pick your food. Like you needed it to be just right or something. And when we
walked in here, I saw a few suits look in your direction for some kind of
acknowledgment of their presence, but you didn’t respond. You just looked at me
the whole time. Don’t get me wrong, I freaking love that you don’t seem to care
about what others think, but it’s different than how you used to be.”

Ian frowned, knowing she was
right, but not liking who he’d used to be if that’s what she thought. “Have I
been that way in the past weeks?”

He hadn’t thought he’d changed
that dramatically since he’d seen her again. Yes, he
had
grown up in the
past ten years, but this wasn’t the first time they’d been out on a date alone
together.

Sassy shook her head then
reached out for his hand. “No, you’ve been great, Ian. I promise. I only
mentioned it now because I noticed how different you are. Not bad
different…just…I don’t know.” She sighed. “I like you, Ian. I liked the old you
but I really like this new you.”

He tangled his fingers with
hers over the table and smiled. “I like you too, Sassy, both the old you and
the new one. That’s what happens when we grow up, I guess. We figure out if the
new people can fit together as they used to.” Images of how sexy she looked
when they fit together a certain way filled his mind and he held back a groan.

“I know what you’re thinking
and, yeah, we fit together that way too.” She winked and he threw his head back
and laughed.

He could feel the stares from
the people around them but he didn’t care. This woman made him feel like he was
something special for who he was, not for what he could do for her. He’d loved
her all those years ago in a way he hadn’t thought possible, but now it was
even deeper.

He was one lucky bastard.

“Ian, I thought that was you.”

Ian turned to the deep voice
who’d spoken and gave a small smile. Dean was one of his father’s friends and
while the man had always been tolerable, he wasn’t one of Ian’s favorite
people.

“Dean,” Ian said as he stood.
He glanced at Sassy who seemed as annoyed as he was that they were interrupted.
The two of them had clearly been on a date and in the middle of a conversation,
but people of his father’s ilk, like Dean, didn’t care about things like being
considerate.

“I heard you’d moved back to
town.” The man didn’t even look in Sassy’s direction and Ian merely raised a
brow.

“Let me introduce you to my
companion, Sassy.” He held his hand out for Sassy who stood on her own.

She held her hand out for Dean
who blinked then shook her hand awkwardly. “Nice to meet you, Dean,” she said
politely.

“You as well, my dear,” he
said, clearly not quite sure what to make of her. After all, Sassy was unlike
anyone Ian had dated in New York. While the ice queens Ian had tolerated in the
city had been platinum blonde and almost frail, Sassy was lush and looked fucking
delicious.

There was only one Sassy.

“Do you work with Ian or his
father?” she asked, seemingly genuinely interested.

“I work with Richard, yes, but
I hope that now Ian is back in town, we can do some business together.”

Sassy smiled, her eyes warm.
“You can’t go wrong with Ian.”

Dean smiled back, enchanted.
“That I know. I’m sorry for interrupting your dinner, and I hope you two enjoy
your evening. Ian, when you’re settled, give me a call. I’d love to talk in a
more…appropriate setting.”

They said their goodbyes and
sat down again. “Sorry about that,” he said as their server brought their
meals.

Sassy waved it off. “Don’t
worry about it. It wasn’t like you could ignore him and he didn’t outright say
I wasn’t right for you, so we’re fine.”

Ian raised a brow. “And if I’d
said your last name, he’d put two and two together and figure out who you
really are.”

She shrugged, but he could see
the spark fading in her eyes. Damn it. He shouldn’t have brought it up.

“Whatever. I’m not that girl
anymore and we both damn well know it. But he did seem like he didn’t think of
me like something on the bottom of his shoe or a hooker by the time he left.”

Ian snorted. “Baby, you don’t
look like a hooker.”

“I’m not as polished as any of
the woman in here, but I don’t really care.”

He held her hand and brought
it to his lips. “Do you think I care? I love you, Sassy. You know that. I love
Rafe too.” He’d whispered both, but if someone heard, it didn’t matter to him.
“Sassy, whatever happens from here on out, I’m not going anywhere. I made
mistakes before. We both know this. I’m not going to make them again.”

“And if people like Dean freak
out about the three of us?”

“Then fuck them.”

“Ian,” she whispered, then
shook her head.

“Really. Fuck them. They will
get used to us. As long as they don’t hurt you or Rafe, I don’t care what
happens outside of the three of us.”

“You can’t really mean that,
can you?”

He let out a breath. “I’m not
going anywhere. You’re not going to truly believe that until you see it, so why
don’t we finish eating our meal, then go back to my place for dessert.”

Her gaze heated and he had to
adjust his pants. “Well, fuck, I’d actually meant caramel ice cream, but I like
where your mind went just then.”

She bounced in her seat.
“Caramel ice cream? Can we have both?”

The image of licking the sweet
mixture from her nipples filled his mind and he coughed. “Should I just ask for
the check now?”

“Now, sugar, or I’m gonna run
out of here on my own and have you follow.”

The waiter quickly came when
he was called and Ian left enough cash to cover the bill and then some. They
made their way to his car and piled in before he drove like a bat out of hell
to his place. He purposely kept his eyes and hands off Sassy the whole time or
they wouldn’t have made it in one piece.

By the time they made it
upstairs and behind closed doors, they were both panting and his cock was going
to have a permanent zipper scar.

“We’re acting like teenagers,”
Sassy gasped as she tugged his shirt off.

He pulled hers off too and
they both took off their own pants. Their hands were shaking and Ian chuckled.

“Why do we want each other so
much right now? It’s like there was something in the wine,” he mumbled, then
crushed his mouth to hers, unable to wait any longer.

She smacked his ass and he
pulled back. “Did you just say you needed drugs to get hard for me?” She had a
grin on her face but still, one didn’t anger
The
Sassy.

He gripped her ass in his
palms and lifted her so she wrapped her legs around his waist. They both
swallowed hard as his cock pressed against her pussy.

“I’m saying
you’re
my
drug, baby. Now, I’m going to put you down because holding you like this when
I’m not wearing a condom was short sighted of me.” He lowered her but she slid
down his body slowly, and he had to suck in a deep breath not to bend her over
and fuck her there. “Plus, I promised you ice cream.” He smacked her ass like
she had him and grinned. “Now go lay down on the floor in the bedroom and I’ll
be right there.”

She raised a brow. “You’re
going to take a chance and ruin your expensive carpets for ice cream?”

How little she thought of him.
No, how little she thought of how he
used
to be. “It’ll clean, Sass. If
I play my cards right, I’ll be able to lick every drop off your nipples so it
won’t be problem. Now go lie down and spread out. I’m ready for my dessert.”

Her eyes widened, and with a
saucy grin, she sashayed naked as the day she was born into his bedroom. He
took a deep breath, willing the control he’d honed, and went to the freezer for
Sassy’s favorite ice cream.

She lay on the ground, her
hair splayed out around her. She rolled her nipple with one hand, while she
slid the other in and out of her lower lips, her hips rocking to the motion.

He almost dropped the carton
and spoons right there.

There was nothing sexier than
a woman who knew exactly what she wanted and knew that she didn’t need a hard
cock to get it…yet when she saw his dick she smiled and winked.

“Took you long enough,” she
purred.

He fell to his knees, took the
lid off of the ice cream, and scooped out a small bite. Before she could tell
him what she wanted, he dropped it on her belly button—totally not sexy but
she’d egged him on after all.

She rocked up and wiggled.
“Holy fuck, that’s cold.”

“Let me warm you,” he licked
the cream over her stomach then swallowed so she wouldn’t be too cold. She
moaned as he pulled back and placed a smaller drop of the melting dessert over
her breasts and gorged himself. The sweet taste of her skin mixed with the
caramel made for a decadent combination that was as heady as any drug.