Lie Next to Me (14 page)

“Thank you.” I smiled.

“You’re welcome.” He smiled back as he sat down in the chair next to me.

“How did you come to have all of this?” I asked him as I took a sip of my wine.

“I guess you can say I’m a smart businessman. I get that from my father.”

He had to go and mention his father. The thought of that man burned my skin. I would’ve been happy if I never had to hear about him again. Ian got up from his seat, walked over to a small table, and picked up a remote. Suddenly, “Unchained Melody” started to play. He walked over to me with a smile on his face as he held out his hand.

“Would you like to dance, Miss Sinclair?”

I removed the sweater from my shoulders as I took his hand and he led me to the middle of the deck. We began to dance to the song that played when we shared our first dance together. I hated to say it, but that song would be forever etched into my heart. Ian and I stared into each other’s eyes before he leaned in and softly teased my lips. He pulled me closer as I teased his lips back. I watched him slowly close his eyes as he pulled me into him, wrapping his arms tightly around me as we swayed back and forth to the slow melody. The song ended and Ian looked at his watch. A smile graced his face.

“It’s after midnight,” he said as he picked me up and carried me down to the bedroom.

I wrapped my arms around him and took in his scent. Excitement and nerves shot throughout my body. This was it. It was finally happening. My heart was rapidly beating as he put me down in front of the bed and his fingers deftly took a hold of the bottom of my sundress, lifting it over my head and throwing it on the floor. He took a step back and slowly shook his head as I stood there in nothing but my white lacy thong and matching push-up bra. He studied me. His eyes moved up and down every inch of me and his hunger became real.

“You are so fucking beautiful and you drive me crazy. I want you to slowly take off your bra.”

I did as he asked and reached behind me to unhook it. I held the cups over my breasts as I slowly took down each strap before letting it hit the floor. He gasped.

“Perfect. You’re so perfect. Now, slowly take off your thong and toss it at me.”

As I hooked my thumbs into the strings, I slowly shimmied out of the thong, trying to make it look as sexy as possible for him. He growled.

I stood there before him as his eyes scanned me, taking note of every inch of my bare skin. I tossed him my thong and, when he caught it, he felt the crotch with his thumb, feeling the wetness that was made because of him. He tossed my thong to the side and unbuttoned his shirt, letting it drop to the floor as he slid it off his muscular shoulders. I took in a sharp breath as his perfectly tight and chiseled abs were staring me in the face. Ian unbuckled his belt and took it off. He undid the top button
of his pants, but left them on as he slowly walked towards me with a ravenous look in his eye. When he approached me, his finger instantly plunged into me. I gasped, closing my eyes and letting out a soft moan as he inserted another finger inside me and worked my sensitive flesh articulately. The palm of his hand rested on the back of my neck as he brought his mouth to mine, licking and nipping my lips before kissing me passionately. My body was on high alert as the warm sensation pooled between my legs.

“Fuck, Rory. You keep getting wetter and wetter. I need to taste you. I need my mouth on your pussy, but first I want you to come.”

I just about convulsed when he said that. He expertly moved his fingers in and out of me while he slowly rubbed my aching clit in circles with his thumb. I groaned as the tension built up and yelled out his name as my body exploded like never before.

“That’s right, baby. Let it all go. I want to feel every ounce of juice you have inside you.”

As soon as my body went limp in his arms, he gently laid me back on the bed. He scooted me up so my head was on the pillow and his tongue slid its way to my right breast and his other hand caressed my left. His mouth wrapped around my puckered nipple and a soft groan escaped his lips. He moved his mouth to the other nipple as he lightly took it between his teeth. I threw my head back and moaned. I was aching for him to tear me up inside.

“Ian,” I whispered as my hands ran through his hair.

“Tell me how much you love it, sweetheart,” he whispered as his tongue slid down my torso and to my sensitive clit.

“I love it, Ian,” I whispered.

As his mouth engulfed me, his hands reached up and latched onto my breasts, kneading them and pinching my nipples. Bolts of lightning flashed throughout my head as Ian’s tongue flicked fast and furious at my clit. My body tightened as he pushed me to the brink of another amazing orgasm. His tongue licked its way up my sensitive area, to my torso, over my breasts, and finally to my mouth where he forcefully pushed his tongue inside, making me taste what he’d done to me. His strong body hovered over me. His eyes gazed into mine as his mouth curved into a sexy smile.

“Are you ready, sweetheart, for what I’m about to give you?”

I nodded my head. “Yes, I want you inside me, now.”

I could feel his hard cock between my thighs, teasing me and waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

“Tell me how bad you want it,” he said.

With a heavy breath, I whispered, “I want you so bad. I need to feel you inside me.”

“That’s my girl.” He smiled as I felt his tip pushing its way inside me. “Jesus Christ, sweetheart, you’re tighter than I thought. Oh God, you’re so fucking tight. You feel so good,” he moaned as he pushed further inside me. His carnal groans were enough to make me come. Each pleasurable sound he let out aroused me even more, and the fact that
I
made him feel so good excited me. His thrust became harder, and finally, he was deep inside me. He thrust in and out of me a few times before he started to move his hips in a circular motion, hitting every sensitive nerve inside me.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he said with a ragged breath before bringing his mouth to my puckered nipple.

I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him down on me. He fell deeper inside and let out a loud groan as he pounded into me; hard, fast, and bringing me ecstasy. I tightened myself around him.

“That’s it, baby. I want you to look at me when I come inside you.”

He raised himself up so he was hovering over me. He placed one hand on the bed and the other on the side of my face, making sure that I stared straight into his eyes as we both came. He pounded into me like a wild beast, sending my body straight into oblivion. I had no shame and screamed his name as my body shuddered beneath him and my nails dug into his back. He gave one last thrust and spilled his come inside me, slowing his thrusting as he pushed out every last drop. Sweat dripped from his forehead as he kissed me breathlessly.

“That was perfect.” He smiled
as he stared into my eyes.

H
e pulled out of me, rolled over, and grabbed some tissues from the nightstand and handed them to me. My body felt like jelly.

“Are you okay, sweetheart?” he asked as he propped himself up on his elbow and traced my breast with his finger.

“I’m fine. In fact, I’ve never been better.” I smiled as I ran the back of my hand down his face.

With the lightest movement, he brushed his hand over my scar. “Are you sure I didn’t hurt you?”

“Ian, you didn’t hurt me. The only thing you did was make me feel amazing.”

“Thank you for doing this. I loved fucking you without a condom on.”

I smiled softly and he positioned himself so he was on his back. He put his arm around me and pulled me into him. “I think we should get some sleep now, because when we wake up, I’m going to need to fuck you again.”

“Is that so?” I smiled as I lifted up my head and looked at him.

“Yes. I really feel the need to pin you down and fuck you again right now.”

“Then what are you waiting for?” I smiled.

“Seriously? You’re up for it again?”

“Yes. But if you don’t mind, I’d like to get on top.”

“Fuck, yes, sweetheart; get up here!” He smiled as he pulled me on top of him.

****

I smiled as I felt the soft tips of fingers stroking my lips. I opened my eyes to find Ian leaning over me and smiling.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning,” I said as I stretched.

“You know what?” he asked.

“What?”

“You didn’t have a nightmare last night.”

I smiled as he leaned closer and brushed his lips against mine. “That’s because I was in bliss after our night together. There was too much happiness to think bad things.”

“Let’s go get some breakfast. I don’t know about you, but I’ve worked up quite an appetite.” He winked.

Ian got up from the bed and handed me my silk robe. “Just wear this and nothing underneath. I want to be able to see your nipples get hard when I look at you, and I want easy access for when I need to fuck anywhere on this boat.”

I took the robe from him and put it on. He led me to the kitchen and asked me to get the fruit cups out of the fridge while he cooked us some eggs. I couldn’t help but stare at him from behind. His broad, muscular frame made me weak, and the way his pajama bottoms sat
low on his hips sent an ache down below that made me want him again. I walked up behind him and lightly ran my finger across the definition of his back. I heard him gasp.

“If you’re trying to get me hard, you’re doing a damn good job.”

“I’m sorry. I just couldn’t resist,” I said as I lightly kissed his back and asked him where the spoons were.

I glanced over to my left and saw a black baby grand piano
sitting in the corner. Smiling, I walked over to it and sat down. With my finger, I pressed a couple of keys. Ian turned his head and looked at me. I positioned my hands on the keys and began playing “Prelude No. 1 in C Major” by Johann Sebastian Bach. The minute my fingers touched the keys, I went to a world that I hadn’t visited in a long time. A world where there was no pain, no humiliation, and no fear. An escape from the reality of the hell that was my life.

“What the hell, Rory,” Ian said as he stood next to the piano and watched me.

I finished my song and he asked me to play another as he sat down beside me. I played “Somewhere over the Rainbow.” I deftly pressed the keys of ivory white and charcoal black with my slender fingers, and swayed back and forth as I let the music take over my soul. As I finished and played the last note, I looked over at Ian, who was staring at me intently.

“My God, where did you learn to play like that and why didn’t you ever tell me you played the piano?” he asked.

“I first learned to play when I had to transfer elementary schools when Stephen and I went to live with my aunt. There was a piano in the music room, and one day after music class let out, I sat down at it and pressed each key, one at a time. I’ll never forget the sound. It was like magic as far as I was concerned. My music teacher was Mr. Brand, and he knew I was the new kid and didn’t have any friends. I guess he could tell by the expression on my face how happy it made me to press the keys and hear the sounds that came from it. He told me that if I stayed after school every day for two hours, he’d teach me how to play. He’d give me an hour worth of instruction and then an hour of practice.”

“Didn’t your aunt wonder where you were?”

I smiled softly. “She believed that school got out when I told her it did. She was too high and didn’t care enough to check it out. Stephen stayed with me every day and did his homework. The music helped him to relax and he said it kept the voices quiet. On the weekends, I’d go to the music store and sit at one of the pianos and start playing.”

“They allowed that?”

“Not really, but once I started playing, they didn’t say too much. I think they enjoyed it or felt sorry for me. When I was in junior high and high school, I asked if I could join band, but play the school’s piano as my instrument, and they said yes. Again, I think they felt sorry for me.”

Ian put his arm around me and pulled me into him, gently kissing the side of my head. “I’m in awe right now because I just can’t believe how beautifully you play.”

“The piano was my escape from this reality into one that was much better.”

“Does your aunt know you play?”

“No. I never mentioned it. I had to stop playing after I graduated because I no longer had access to a piano. God, what I would’ve given to have one.”

“Come on; let’s go eat some breakfast. I’m sure our eggs are stone cold.”

“Just pop them in the microwave to warm them up.”

“That’s disgusting.” He smiled.

We got up from the bench, grabbed the food, and Ian led me up on deck. The bright sun in the sky, the light wave that caressed my face, and the blue ocean water were just about the most perfect things I’d ever seen.

“Oh, Ian. It’s amazing up here.”

“I knew you’d like it. That’s why I brought you on the boat,” he said as his lips kissed my bare shoulder.

We sat down at the table and ate breakfast; just the two of us, alone, in the middle of the ocean. It was perfect, he was perfect, and God help me because I’d already fallen in love with him. I wanted him to open up more about himself.

“Tell me about your childhood,” I blurted out.

Ian looked at me and, instead of the anger in his eyes that I thought I’d see, he gave me a small smile.

“You already know my mom left and my dad raised me as a single parent. There’s nothing else to really tell you, Rory.”

There was a lot more to tell me, but he just refused to. “Didn’t you find it odd that your dad never remarried?”

Ian leaned back in his chair. “Nah, he never found anyone worthy, I guess.”

He was lying, because I knew exactly what kind of man Richard Braxton was. I didn’t want to ruin our time together, and I knew if I kept pressing, he’d get pissed. I got up from my chai
r and leaned on the railing of the boat. Ian walked up behind me. His hands cupped my bare ass from underneath my short, silk robe.

“Your ass is amazing,” he growled as he squeezed it.

I leaned my head back on his chest and looked up at him and he leaned down and kissed me. “I think I’m going to fuck you right up against this railing,” he said as his hand reached in front of me and slowly untied my robe.

His hands moved up to my breasts, fondling them and pinching my erect nipples, close to sending me on my way to an orgasm. I moaned as he slid the robe off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. We were in the middle of nowhere, and we were the only boat in sight, so I didn’t mind that I was completely naked in broad daylight. I reached my hand back and stroked his hard cock through the lightweight fabric of his pajama pants. He let out a groan as he plunged two fingers inside me without even a moment of hesitation.