Deep Blue Impact (Deep Blue Series) (11 page)

             
"I have thought of nothing else but you since you walked into that bar in Vegas.  I want you to be mine, and only mine.  I want to spend every minute I can with you.  I want you sleeping in my bed at night, and I want to wake up to you in the morning."  His words cause a shiver to go through my body.  I am turned on, intrigued, and apprehensive of them all at the same time.  But they are only words. We live states away, and both have very busy lives.  This will never be anything but sex when we are in the same city.

             
"I know you're thinking that this is impossible because we live in different states and both have very demanding jobs." 
Mind reader
. "But I don't care. I will relocate if I have to.” 
OK, hold the train
.

             
"Look, Ian, I like you. I like you a lot, actually. I will not be changed and I will not be told who I can and can't talk too. Something tells me that's going to be a problem for you, so I don't know how this could work."  I move so I can look at him.  There they are, my kryptonite; eyes as deep and blue as the bluest of oceans that seem to peer right to my soul. Pretty sure those two small orbs are going to be the death of me.

             
"Look, I lost my cool last night.  I shouldn't have said you couldn't talk to Rex.  I'm sorry. You can talk to him if that is what it takes for you to be MY girl." He brushes some loose hair out of my face and tucks it behind my ear.  That simple, soft gesture makes my belly do a flip.

             
"Why so serious, Ian?  Why can't we just have fun and see where it goes?"

             
"Oh, we will have fun." He raises his eyebrows at me as he moves his hand up my inner thigh under my lacy nightgown.  "I just want to be the only one you have fun with."  He’s showing me his dimples now. 
God I love those things
.

             
I lean forward and place a kiss on each of the soft indentations on his cheeks, his stubble pricking my lips. "What kind of girl do you think I am anyway? Do you think I have a guy in every city?"  I'm teasing somewhat, surely he doesn't think that way about me.

             
"Of course I don't think that.  I meant more that everyone knows that you're mine.  That we are, for lack of better words, boyfriend and girlfriend and people know it.  Like my friends, my family, your friends, your family, and Rex."  I laugh out loud that he put Rex in his own category.  He's smiling big now.

             
"You're crazy insane." He is, I mean, we have only known each other a week and he is so serious all ready.

             
"Crazy insane for you, baby." His hand that is on my inner thigh starts sliding toward my center.  "Look, if I was the only one feeling this way fine, but I'm not.  You are feeling it too." His fingers touch my center, and my breath hitches and I gasp.  "See. Has anyone ever made you react the way I do?" 
NO, never.  You do things to me that I never knew was possible
. 

             
"How would you feel if I were to go out and fuck another woman right now?"  I feel like I could puke.  Did he sucker punch me in the gut? I hop off his lap and try to catch my breath. 
It really feels like I have been punched in the gut
.

             
"Hey, hey...." Ian barrels out of the chair and wraps me in his arms. "I was only trying to prove a point. I don't have any desire to be with anyone but you."

             
"Yeah, well, point made.  What the hell was that anyway?" I relax settling into his arms.
How did such a simple comment have such a gut wrenching reaction on me?

             
"That, my girl, was jealousy. And that is what I was feeling last night when you were talking to Rex." He is running his hands down my back now.

             
"Well son of a bitch," is all I can say. I'm in a relationship because I’d be damned if I’d ever let another woman touch him.  He was mine.
What the hell just happened?
Relax; it's not like your getting married or anything.

             
"Mine," I whisper in his ear before I start placing kisses down his throat.

             
"Yes, yours," he growls. His hands reach the hem of my nightgown, pulling it up slowly so his hands are on my ass.  "I am all yours, baby, and you are all mine."  He is beaming at me before his lips touch mine. 

             
"Why don't you take your girl into the bedroom?  Right now," I whisper in his ear. I kind of do like the thought of being Ian's girl.

             
"Fuck, Aubrey, do you know how hard you made me just saying that?" He growls and lifts my ass up and I wrap my legs around his waist.

             
"Well I guess you are going to have to show me," I say and gyrate my hips against him.  I can feel how hard he is, but now I want to see.   It takes him half a second to take me to the bed, and I sit astride him.

             
“Ian, baby, are you going to let me ride this hard cock now, or are you going to ruin it again?" I moan moving my center up and down his sweat pant covered erection. 

             
"Hell no, and I love that you called me baby," he growls in my ear.  He pulls my nightgown over my head revealing my naked body, which he takes in with a gasp.  "I will never get over the sight of you. You are so beautiful, baby."  His deep blues have me and I feel the tightness in my core. 

             
He fumbles with his sweat pants and I lift myself enough so that he can move them down past his ass freeing his erection. 

             
I'm just about to lower myself onto him when I stop looking at him.

"What's wrong baby?
" His eyes are ravenous; his arm muscles ripple as he holds my hips.

             
"We need a condom."

             
"Shit, they’re in my bag in the other room.  Are you on birth control?" He’s moving his cock up and down my folds rubbing my clit with the head of his erection. 

             
"Um.....yes, but..."
I'm not
. I was told by the doctor that I would never be able to have children with the trauma I suffered. 

             
"I'm clean baby, I swear. I had a physical a month ago and haven't had sex since.  I mean, except with you."  He shows me his dimples and I melt. 

             
"Aren't you worried about me?"  I know I'm fine, but it's a little concerning he wouldn't even ask.  He is rubbing back and forth over my clit and it is getting really hard to concentrate.

             
"You told me it had been a year. I think your fine."  Good enough for me.  I grab his cock at the base with my hand and position him at my opening before I slide slowly down him, taking him in me inch by slow inch.  Ian leans back onto the pillow, his hands everywhere on me, palming my breasts and then back to my hips to help me rise and lower on him.

             
I run my hands down his washboard abs, my fingers moving up and down slightly with the undulation of his muscles. 

             
"Fuck......Aubrey, you feel so good.  You are mine baby. Say it," he barks, "I want your eyes on me when you say it." Low animal groans are coming from deep in his throat.  I obey his command because it is so damn sexy when he takes control.

             
I fix my eyes on his deep blues and shout, "I. AM. YOURS. IAN.” 

             
"Oh.....god baby," he growls and starts rubbing my clit with his thumb.  I am moving franticly up and down him, filling myself full with him.  "I'm going to come........oh my God."

             
"Come for me baby. Put those beautiful green eyes on me and come."

             
I do, oh boy do I.  White hot lighting shudders through my body as I come and I feel Ian's hot semen pulsing into me.  It is so different without a condom.  I can feel every bit shoot into me as my core pulses around him. 

             
I lay flat on his chest, my sweat slicked skin against his.  I hear is heart pounding against my ear and I feel like my heart is about to pump out of my chest.  We lay like this for awhile not saying anything as Ian runs his finger tips up and down my back. 

             
I finally look up at him and he is giving me his dimpled smile that makes my insides warm.

             
"Do you know how happy I am right now?" He mutters, playing with a strand of my hair. 

             
"No, but if that smile is any indication, I would say pretty happy," I coo, slipping off of him and settling into his side. He moves his legs to kick off his sweatpants that are pooled around his knees, then turns on his side and wraps his muscular thigh around mine.  Pulling me into him tight, he kisses my temple.

             
"You could say that.  I have my girl in my arms and I couldn't be happier. Now we sleep," he orders, and I’m OK with his demand because I am still very tired. It doesn't take long before I am out, wrapped tight in Ian's strong arms.

Chapter 11

IAN.

              Waking up to Aubrey in my arms makes me wake with a huge smile on my face, and a rock hard erection against her ass.  I bury my face into her hair inhaling deeply.  She smells so good, floral and spicy almost.  Her sweet little round butt is planted firmly against my cock. She moves a little letting out the tiniest of moans. Yeah, even that is sexy as hell.  My cock twitches, and even though I don't want to wake her, my body has other things in mind. 

             
I press my lips to her back right between her shoulder blades and run my hand around her waist, splaying my hand on her flat belly before inching down to her center.  I cup her there for a moment before I slowly inch my finger into her delicate, soft folds.  

             
She moves letting out a soft whimper.  My cock hardens even more, if that is possible.  She's not awake yet, but she is responding to my touch.  Slipping my finger into her, I move in and out slowly.  Her hips start rotating around and she is soaking wet.  Her head turns toward me with a sleepy smile on her face, amazingly gorgeous in every way.

             
"There she is." I move my lips to hers and she responds by sliding her tongue in my mouth.  I love the taste of her, even in the morning she is minty and delicious.  She wraps her hands in my hair pulling me to her.  I can't imagine not waking up with her in my arms ever again. 

             
I roll on top of her pushing her thighs open with my knee.  She wraps her soft legs around my waist and hooks her feet together at the small of my back.  It doesn't take long for me to be at her entrance, and she is bucking her hips telling me she is ready.

             
"Ian, please," she begs.

             
"What baby, what do you want me to do?" I know what she wants, but it is sexy as hell when she asks for it.

             
"Fuck me now."  Her emerald green eyes pleading with me and I slide into her with one quick thrust reaching her core. She screams, her eyes rolling away from mine.

             
"Eyes on me," I bark and she is instantly compliant, fluttering her eyelashes to focus on me.  "Always. I always want your eyes when I'm in you. I want to see you when you come."                She's close and so am I.  One thing is for sure, neither of us have control when it comes to sex.  I feel her tightening around me, convulsing as she pulls me in deeper with her amazing tight pussy. With only the look of her eyes I know she is coming, and then she screams my name in pleasure.  I follow, spurting inside of her for what seems like hours.  It's amazing. I don't know what sex was before Aubrey, but it was never like this.

             
Falling on her, I hold myself up with my elbow so that I don't crush her tiny body.  I kiss her nose and press my forehead to hers.  After our breathing returns to normal, I roll off of her.

             
"I will be right back," I tell her as I roll off the bed and head into the bathroom.  I start a bath adding some bubbles. 

             
Back in the room, she is still laying like I left her.  She is looking at me when I come back and she looks completely sated and satisfied.  Her eyes move over my naked body. She gives me a wicked smile while she bites the tip of her finger that’s in her mouth.