Up All Night Long: From Lust to Love (Romance Anthology) (37 page)

Chapter 18

I hadn't felt as free as I did with Chloe in my arms in all of my life. The feeling scared the shit out of me and my first inclination was to run back to my cage and slam the door shut, but I forced myself to remain open to her.

She laughed as she slid down the front of my body, her hair wet and hanging in her face, her makeup a fucking mess. She was beyond breathtaking. I reached back on the bike and handed her a helmet as the rain continued to beat against us.

"Is it safe?" she asked before pulling the helmet up and pausing.

"Fuck no. Let's go." I chuckled as she gave me a sexy look and pulled the helmet on. I'd hoped she would get on the bike sometime with me, the feel of her arms around me just right. We had some shit to work through and I still needed to figure out how to go about being her bodyguard when I was so distracted with simply trying to weasel my way into her heart through her panties.

She might flat turn me down, but that was all right too. I needed a good challenge in my life. Having dealt with her the last week showed me just how out of practice I was in dealing with women.

I was careful to get us across the bridge and back on the freeway that headed north to La Jolla. The roads were empty due to the rain and the fact that it was Sunday afternoon, which helped us turn a long trip in the rain into a shorter one.

I pulled up to the beach house and stopped the bike, twisting a little to help her get off and then climbing off myself and locking the hog up. "You all right?"

"Yeah," she whispered as the rain slowed. Her white dress clung to her, her pink panties and bra showing through the material like a beacon for my untapped lust.

"Fuck," I growled and turned back to the bike.

Her next question was all I needed.

"Did I do something?"

Sadness had swept back into her and it was due to me turning away from her. She was the most sensitive girl I'd ever met, or maybe she was just the first one I really paid attention to. My girl for most of my life, Amanda, didn't give a shit about anyone or anything. The bitch was mean and you simply said what you wanted and would be lucky if she gave you the time of day.

I shuddered and turned around, taking Chloe by the shoulders and looking down at her.

"No. I muttered fuck because your dress is almost translucent and I've been trying to keep my hands off of you for the last week. I've succeeded, but it's almost been the death of me."

A soft sigh left her, her features relaxing just before she wrapped her arms around my neck and lifted up, pressing her lips against mine.

The growl that erupted out of me shook me to my core. I knew I had the hots for this chick, I just hadn't realized how fucking bad it was.

I pulled her close, locking her to my body and devouring her sweet mouth. She needed to know the pain and suffering she'd caused me. My tongue brushed by her lips before plunging into her mouth as I deepened the kiss.

The sensual moan that came from her caused my body to stiffen, my cock throbbing for the opportunity to pledge his devotion to the sexy little vixen as well.

I ran one hand down her back and cupped her ass, squeezing hard as she moaned again, rocking against me. Capturing her face in my free hand, I tilted her up a little and sucked at her mouth before moving down her jaw, licking and biting carefully.

"I've wanted you so fucking bad, Ian." She groaned my name, and the sound of her coming in the shower earlier that week slid past my mind.

"Wait." I pulled back, my heart almost beating out of my chest. I brought my other hand up to cup her face, brushing a reassuring kiss across her lips. "I'm not a good guy, Chloe. I've been trying to steer clear of you because you deserve so much better."

I kissed her again, my words meaning nothing seeing that I was slowly moving us toward the house in hopes of stripping her bare and licking every inch of her.

"Please don't." The neediness in her voice echoed my own, and I knew I couldn't deny her anything. "Don't reject me again."

I jerked back, shock rushing through me. "Again?"

Tears filled her eyes and I moved quickly, sweeping her off her feet and walking toward the back of the house as I pinned her with my stare.

"When did I reject you, baby?"

"All week." Her voice broke as tears rolled over onto her cheeks. She reached to wipe them away and I barked at her.

"No. Leave them. Just be you with me tonight. No one else. I just want you here with me."

"Okay," she whispered and curled up against my chest. If I hadn't fallen completely in love with her, the fact that she needed me - that she wanted me - sent me over the edge.

"I never meant to reject you once. Forgive me. I'm an idiot. I thought I was suffering this thing by myself. I had no idea you thought anything of me. Your sexy little bantering was for real?" I stopped by the door and put her down as she nodded and wrapped her arms around herself.

I was a fucking idiot. How could I not see how much she had tried to slip into my world? I had pushed back. Fear forced me to. Jake tried to warn me and Pauly was gently trying to nudge me to step up and be the man she needed me to, but I was blind.

Shaking my head at myself, I opened the door and reached for her, pulling her into the house and shutting the door. She began to shiver and I turned, forcing her into a tight hug. It was decision time. Her or this fucking job?

Her.

"I plan to make love to you all night. Tell me you want that." I leaned down and pressed a firm kiss to the top of her head as my heart lit on fire.

She moved back a little and looked up at me with innocence in her eyes. "Just don't fuck me."

I jerked back. "No? I can just hold you then. We don't have to make love."

Something sank inside of me. The only way I knew how to show my love was through touch. Holding her would be enough for me, for now.

"No, Ian. Make love to me, but don't fuck me. I don't want another night being physically filled and yet emotionally strewn everywhere."

It was the most poignant way I'd heard it put. She was right. Every word of it.

"Never, baby. I couldn't fuck you if I wanted to. You've captured too much of me already." I moved back and reached down, brushing my lips by the little bud of her nipple that protruded from the wet material of her dress.

She groaned and slid her hand in my hair, pulling me in tighter as she whispered, “More.”

"Anything you want, baby." I pulled her dress up, biting at the sensitive nub as she whimpered softly. Her skin was cold, but it wouldn't take me long to have her sweaty and moaning my name. Nothing in the whole universe sounded better.

I pressed my lips to her collarbone and licked across her chest as she worked to undo her bra. I was freezing in my wet clothes, but the moment was about her. Focusing on her and getting her to understand just how much I wanted to be her man, to protect her sexy little body from anything and everything.

"My breasts. Please, Ian." She arched her back as her bra dropped, her creamy white tits bouncing a little with her actions. I didn't need an invitation.

Sliding my hand around one, I pressed my lips to the other, sucking softly until I had most of it in my mouth. The sound of her pleasure tore something inside of me open. I had fucked a lot of women, but this was the first time in a long time I'd made love.

There was nothing I wouldn't do for her.

I spent a few more minutes on her breasts, needing to have her panting before sliding down her body and dragging her panties with me. Her sex was bare and beautiful.

"Fuck, that’s a wet dream." I slid my fingers over it as she shivered and groaned. Her knees went weak and I looked up at her. "Chloe, hold on tightly to my shoulders, baby. Tightly."

She bent over and grabbed my shoulders, her nails digging in a little.

"That's it." I reached up and grabbed her ass and pressed my mouth to her need before standing and shifting to push her against the wall behind her. She yelped and I licked her one good time before looking up.

"Wrap your legs around me. Like a reverse piggyback ride on someone's shoulders." I held onto her as she shifted herself, the girl far more comfortable than anyone I'd seen. The position opened her body up to me, the glistening wetness from her excitement making my knees weak.

"Open your legs, baby and relax. Let me love you." I whispered the last bit along her lips and pressed my face against her, sucking and licking until she was shaking. Her nails bit into my scalp, driving me to fuck her harder.

The taste of her orgasm hit my tongue and I groaned, lapping at the center of her until she screamed my name.

Chapter 19

It took me a little while to relax, the position Ian had me in was scary as hell. I was elevated off the floor, my legs wrapped around his neck as he worked me into a frenzy. How everything had moved from us being at each other's throats to something sweet and caring to this... who knew.

I closed my eyes and screamed his name over and over as I released myself to simply going with the intense pleasure that burst through the center of me. He seemed to enjoy it more than I did, the thick press of his tongue and deep groans setting my soul on fire.

Pushing at his head, I pulled back and let my ass drop a little to put my stomach in the assault zone for his tongue. "No more, Ian. Please."

"I want more. I need to taste you again." He licked at his wet lips and glanced up at me. His dark eyes were hooded as need rolled across his expression.

"God, you're the most beautiful man I've ever seen." I reached down and brushed my fingers along his face. "Put me down. Now."

He smiled and moved back, helping me slide down the front of his hard body. I realized how cold he must be. I wanted to see every inch of him, touch him, and run myself along him like the needy whore he made me want to be.

I pulled his shirt off, a soft gasp leaving me. I had almost forgotten how incredible his body was. Running my finger over the cross, I glanced up. "Incredible."

"Well, you wanted to see where the tats go." He smiled and I couldn't help but ask.

"Do you have any down here?" I tugged at the front of his jeans before working to get them undone.

"No, but fuck me if I didn't think about getting a few on my cock in case you were really as nuts about them as you seemed." He laughed and the sound was bright and warm.

I pulled him close and kissed him hard as his hand slipped into my hair. The salty flavor of my pleasure rolled over my tongue and I deepened the kiss as he ground into me.

"I don't need any marking on you to want your cock." I bit my lip and finished working on his jeans. Sliding my hands down into them, I pushed around to the swell of his ass and shoved the jeans down. He wasn't wearing undies, not that I was surprised.

"It's all yours, baby." He brushed a hand down my throat, squeezing a little as he reached the base, his eyes lighting up.

I moved my gaze to run down the length of him, his erection hard and ready for my attention. I reached out and brushed my hand down the thickness, groaning softly and leaning against him as he kept his tight hold on me.

"Move with me to the couch so I can taste you." I licked at his mouth and he pulled me in close, sucking my offering deep into his mouth.

I tightened my hold on his manhood, wanting to remind him that I was in control for the next few minutes. He pressed his teeth against my tongue and I groaned before moving back. He released me and stepped back, kicking his jeans behind him.

"Go sit on the couch, Chloe."

I nodded and moved to the couch, sitting down and keeping my eyes on him. So much for being in charge. Something told me he wasn't the kind of man who let anyone have control for even a moment.

He walked toward me, stroking himself once before stopping in front of me and tilting his cock toward me, rubbing it along my lips just before I leaned in to take it.
Tease.

"Is it horrible that I've imagined you sucking me off a million times in the last week? I've never wanted a woman as bad as I want you."

I smiled and glanced up at him as I flicked my tongue across the top of him. "Say please."

He chuckled and slid his free hand into my hair. "Hush, baby doll. Just open wide and take control in the only way I'll allow it."

I moaned at the strength in his voice, the commanding grip of his fingers. I leaned over and took him into my mouth as my fingers wrapped back around him, both of my hands working to bring him over the edge far faster than I was sure he was used to.

I worked him harder and faster until he was thrusting deep into my mouth. I hadn't ever taken a man quite like this, but I put myself fully into it, wanting him to melt underneath the pressure of my attack.

"Oh fuck, baby." He glanced down at me as the muscles of his thighs locked up. "No more, Chloe. I'm gonna come." 

He moved and I gripped the back of his thighs, pulling him back deep into my throat. I gagged as he threw his head back and exploded. I'd never made it to that point with oral sex, so I did the only thing I could think to. I swallowed and sucked harder, the sound of his orgasm causing me to pull more, needing to hear him in ecstasy for at least a little longer.

The pressure on my shoulders caused me to break the suction and I sat up, licking at my fingers before I leaned down and brushed my tongue over his sack.

"Fuck," he growled and took a step back. "You're trying to kill me, you naughty little trick."

I laughed and stood up, pushing at his chest. "If I wanted you dead. You would be."

He popped my ass as I moved past him, feeling far more beautiful than I ever could remember feeling before.

"Get in the bed and get ready for a long night of fucking. I can't even bring myself to tell you of all the ways I've imagined taking you. You'd think I had a sex addiction."

"I wish you did." I smiled and turned the corner to the bedroom. The rain beat against the window and a calm settled over the top of me. I loved him and he at least was willing to share his body with me. Maybe one day his heart would follow it.

Working quickly, I tugged the curtain back and pressed my hands against the glass as the wind and rain worked to scream their dominance.

Ian moved up behind me, sliding his hands up my stomach to cup my breasts. He pressed himself to my back, rubbing his cock over the curves of my rear as he licked at the soft skin below my neck.

"Do you have condoms?" He pressed his lips to the opening of my ear.

"I don't know if I do. I'm clean though." I turned and glanced up at him.

He chuckled. "I figured that, baby. I'm worried about creating a little guy together."

"You don't want kids?" I realized how stupid the question was in the midst of our passion. Talk about helping a guy lose his erection.

"I do, but not right now." He kissed me and brushed himself by my ass again. "Have you had anal sex before?"

I stiffened. "No. It scares me."

He turned me and took my hand, leading me to the bed and nodding toward it. "Get up there and let me have you."

I moved onto the sheet and turned, laying back and glancing down at him. He ran his hands down the front of my body, squeezing at my breasts as he growled and licked at his mouth. He crawled onto the bed and moved over the top of me, hovering in dominance for a minute.

"There's nothing to be scared about if you're with someone who's willing to go slow and take care of you. It's no different than anything else." He lowered himself on top of me and rolled his hips, opening my legs to accommodate his large body. "God you felt good, tasted good, looked so damn good in there. I feel like I'm dreaming."

"Take me," I whispered and pulled at his shoulders as he shifted, forcing himself inside of me. It took him a few minutes of working against the tightness of my body, but when he finished tucking himself inside of me, we both let out a long groan.

I cupped his ass and lifted my legs, wanting deep penetration. "You're so fucking big."

"You're just tight, baby. So wicked hot, and tight enough to make me lose my load before we start." He pressed a long kiss to my lips and rocked against me as a fire started in the center of my core and threatened to spread like something out of control.

"Promise me something." He brushed his lips by mine and rocked harder as I started to pant. I was going to come and he hadn't thrusted past his initial entering me.

"Anything."

He took my face in his hand and pressed his nose to mine. "Please. Please don't break my heart."

"Never. Give it to me." I turned my head a little and leaned up, my fingers pressing into his neck as I forced every bit of need and passion into the kiss.

He moaned and arched his back. His thrusts were slow and deep as he worked the desire inside of me until the world exploded into a million pieces. I arched my back and broke the kiss, my eyes opened wide as I screamed loudly.

"That's it pretty girl. Ride that cock until you can't handle any more of it." He fucked me harder, his hands squeezing into my ass, his teeth pressing against my breast.

I came again three times by the time he released himself inside of me, both of us covered in sweat and panting when he collapsed.

"I needed you so bad," I whispered against his thick chest.

"Me more." He kissed me and turned, pulling me against him as I tried to still my beating heart.

He was everything I prayed he would be and so much more.

Now... to get him to love me and keep me.