Read Deep Blue Impact (Deep Blue Series) Online
Authors: Amie Nichols
"Do you like what you see?"
"Very much," she says in her soft sexy voice causing my cock to twitch. I scoop her up off the bed cradling her in my arms. I take her into the bathroom, and set her gently in the warm bath then climb in behind her, situating her between my legs. She leans her head back relaxing against my chest.
I cannot even begin to explain how very happy I am right now. She seems to have given in to the fact that we are together, that she is mine, and I want everyone to know.
"What would you like to do today, my beauty?" I ask, taking a sponge off the ledge and washing her arms.
"Actually, I have something I need to do that I have been putting off. I would love for you to join me, you being in the security business,” she says turning around to face me, interlacing her legs with mine. She takes the sponge from me and starts rubbing my chest with it.
"You better believe that I will be there for anything you think you need security for. Always." Hell yes. I now have a mission in life and that is to love and protect Aubrey Jackson.
"Well, I need to kick my "stepmom" out of my house." She looks at me questioningly.
"Can I have some context here?" I take her hands and place them between mine.
"How much do you know about how I came to be the head of W.S. Jackson Inc.?"
"Not much. Just that you inherited everything when your dad died, and that William Jackson left one pissed off widow," I say raising one eyebrow.
"Well what you probably didn't know was that I had never met my father."
OK now the other eyebrow is raised. I had no idea.
"I never knew he existed, I mean, I knew I had a father obviously, but I had no idea who he was." She is talking so calm and nonchalant. Is she that strong, or does she really not care that she never knew her father.
"He knew about me. My mother sent him pictures and he would send her money every once in awhile. I never knew this until after she died." Now her bright green eyes are sad talking about her mom.
"I'm sorry baby. When did she die?"
"That's a story for another day." She shuts me out and gets serious again. "Apparently, my father was quite the ladies man and has had many young wives. Tandi just happened to be the "lucky one" when he died, or at least she thought so until I walked in." She has some vindictiveness in her voice. Her being a feisty little minx is even turning me on.
"So I take it she is still living in one of your properties?"
"Yes, with that slime ball Matt Wilson, and nothing would make me happier right now, present company aside of course," she gives me a long sexy kiss, "than to kick their asses to the curb," she whispers against my mouth.
"I will do everything in my power to keep you safe and help you." I tuck some hair behind her ear and she gives me a sweet little smile. "I will always keep you safe baby." I don't like the look she gets in her eyes before she turns around and stands up to get out of the bath. Grabbing a towel she wraps it around herself then turns back to me.
"I don't know the first thing about evicting someone. What would be my first step?" She won't look me in the eyes and I can tell she is struggling with my vow of forever. I hope to God that she doesn't get her guard up again and shut me down. I stand up in the tub and she hands me a towel. Drying off I wrap it around my waist and stand in front of her as close as I can without touching. The hollow of her throat pulses as she swallows hard. I decide to ignore this emotional shut down for now.
“I think we only need to give them 24 hour notice to vacate the property." She turns to start combing her hair and I can see the cogs of her mind turning.
What are you thinking about, my girl
?
"There are some very valuable possessions in the house that I don't want her taking. There's also a safe that Tandi does not have the combo to, and as far as I know, she doesn't know it exists, but she's had months in the house alone so she could have found it. I don't know what's in it and neither does my attorney. How do we do get this stuff out?"
"We go in and take them. You own the house so it's your right. I'll go with you. We will serve them with eviction papers and before we leave we will get the stuff you want." I see the vindictive smile creep on her face at the thought.
Chapter 12
AUBREY
Ian contacted the Sherriff's office and got the necessary paperwork needed to serve Tandi her eviction notice. I can't help but be excited as we drive in the Range Rover Ian rented to my mansion is Scarsdale. The attorney faxed me a list of valuable assets, and it is quite extensive. I plan on having an auction with the property with all proceeds going to charity.
Watching Ian drive is doing things to me. Mundane things, like driving a car, shouldn't be sexual, but God he looks good doing it. I picture myself climbing on his lap and riding him slowly, his muscular thighs under me and those powerful toned arms wrapped around me.
"What's on your mind, my beautiful girl?" I am interrupted out of my daydream. Ian's deep blues glance at me for a second before he turns his attention back to the road. He takes my hand from my lap and brings it to his lips, brushing my knuckles with kisses, before resting his elbow on the console and entwining our fingers.
"Honestly?" I answer him.
"Yes, unless you are going to tell me you don't want to be with me, or something equally horrible. Then lie, please lie." He squeezes his grip on my hand like he's afraid to let it go.
"I was thinking how freaking sexy you are driving this car, and how much I want to ride your cock right now." It takes him no time to pull the car over to the side of the road. He holds his arms out straight giving me complete access to climb onto his lap. I fumble with my seatbelt, astonished at what he just did, but also turned on as hell at the sight of him watching and waiting for me to fulfill my little day dream.
"Fuck.......baby. Always. Always tell me when you are having thoughts like that," he groans before taking my face in his hands and kissing me deeply. His lips bruise mine with such fury, as if he cannot press hard enough. I feel his hardness under me through our jeans and curse the fact that I didn't wear a skirt, but then I’m glad.
We are startled by a tap on the window that pulls us apart, and staring at the face of a cop. I crawl off Ian's lap like a teenager being caught. The cop shakes his head then motions for us to get moving. Ian salute's the officer before he puts the car in drive and takes off. We both start giggling at the embarrassing situation.
"Is it just me, or do you feel like a teenager that was just caught?" Ian says flashing me that dimpled smile.
Oh baby. We may have been interrupted this time, but I will ride you in this car
. "Although very embarrassing, it didn't kill my hard on," he says adjusting himself, making me squirm from the tightness in my center for him.
"Damn, Aubrey, what you do to me." He groans glancing at me and seeing me fidget in my seat. I flash him a grin, and he rolls his eyes in frustration.
GPS tells us to turn as we reach Scarsdale, leading us to a security gate. I hand the guard my license and before he sends us through he tells me he's sorry for my loss. I nod and thank him politely, but what I want to say is
you knew him better than I did security gate guard
.
"Holy moly," is what comes out of my mouth. We pull up to a very, very large stone mansion that looks more like a castle than a house. There are turrets; yeah I said turrets, in an old world style. There are four massive ones that vary in height that I can see from the driveway.
"What are you going to do with this place?" Ian asks as he gets out of the car and comes around to my side.
"My first thought was selling it, but now that I see it I believe I will live in it. It's amazing, absolutely amazing." My train of thought is cut off when I notice a black SUV come to a stop behind us. My heart starts racing, "Who...." Ian's head goes back as he roars with laughter. "What?”
"We need to work on your observation skills, my girl," he says laughing still, but stops instantly when I shoot him a look.
"What the hell is so funny?" I'm pissed and not sure what the joke is here.
"They've been following us since your apartment." He stops to see if I comprehend. "I was talking to them when you came out, and even yelled to them to follow. You didn't notice any of that?" He sees the serious look on my face, "OK. Yeah, we are going to have to work on that. You are a wealthy, beautiful girl traveling a lot, and I need to teach you a few things," he says wrapping his arm around my shoulder and leading me toward the SUV.
"I would have noticed if it wasn't for you. You distract me, Ian Brady," I say, dodging out from under his arm and pinching his side. That is hard to do since he is solid muscle. "So I guess if you want me more observant you just need to stay away from me." I laugh, running ahead of him and getting to the SUV first, as four very large men get out of the car.
"Whoa!" I exclaim when I step toward the first one, looking up at the mammoth creature in front of me that I can only assume is a human. Towering about 2 and 1/2 feet over me I have to strain my neck to see his face.
"You need to introduce me to your friends." I turn to Ian who doesn't look happy.
"These are a few of my men. I thought we should have them around just in case. We don't know what we are walking into here, and she might have security," he says putting his arm around my waist and drawing me close to his side. I wiggle to get out of his grip, but he is not letting go. In fact, he only holds me tighter.
"You guys hang back. I'll let you know if we need you," he addresses the giants then turns me away from them walking back to the Rover. "You...." he cages me against the Rover, out of view of the SUV. I have no choice but to stand there and listen as his arms hold my shoulders tight. "Don't tell me to stay away from you, because I don't think it’s physically possible. Also don't run away from me, especially if you are running in the direction of strange men." His jaw is hard and tight as he is deliver's his warning. He's dominating and brooding, exactly like he is in bed, and it’s a whole lot of sexy.
I grab his shirt at his chest and fist the material. "Then don't make me feel stupid." I warn back, using my fists to push him away. I might as well be pushing an elephant because he doesn't move.
"Aubrey, I never thought, nor will I ever think, you are stupid." He's serious and I see his temples bulge as all the muscles in his chiseled face twitch. I fist the material of his shirt again and pull myself up to his lips kissing him deeply, which he returns with ravenous passion. Our tongues collide and our breath quickens as we try to crawl into one another. He breaks free from me panting, his deep blues hungry. "Later," he growls before he lets me loose and grabs my hand. We start to walk up to the castle. He has to adjust himself again, and pulls his t-shirt down to hide his erection. I giggle lightly at him,
it serves you right you caveman
.
"I want you to be prepared that she might have already sold anything of value," he says still tugging on his jeans as we walk.