No Strings (Broken Strings) (8 page)

He lifted the flared skirt material of the dress and ran his
hands over her exposed butt cheeks, kneading the flesh tenderly before slapping
each cheek. Running a finger along the cleft of her sex where her thong
material rested, he could feel her arousal wet against his fingertips.  “Oh
Indi, forever ready for me to have my wicked way with you.” He murmured as he
leaned against her back and pressed his mouth to her ear gently before eagerly
unzipping his shorts and pulling his erection free.

He knew they would not have long before someone would come
to find them, so brushing the thong material off to one side he slipped inside
her in one powerful thrust and began pounding fully into her core.  He normally
liked to savour his moments buried within her, but his need for her at this
moment, drove him into a fast rhythm from the very start. He closed his eyes
and gave himself up to the building rippling of ecstasy shuddering from his
head to toes. He blocked out everything except her ragged pants of breath and
quietened murmurs of pleasure.

Every nerve ending was alive with feeling. Faster, harder,
deeper he plunged as his bare cock was consumed by her quivering inner muscles
as they tightened around him causing his pleasure to intensify, pulling him
over the edge of height of orgasm as he spurted his seed in her.  “Baby, fuck,
baby.” He groaned, muffled the sound at the small of her back as he collapsed
against her utterly spent of energy.

Fucking her with the danger of being caught thoroughly
turned him on, especially the bonus of not having to wear the condom that
sometimes hindered his sensitivity. He had never gone bare with any other woman
before, and he loved it. He loved the idea of sharing new experiences with only
her. He didn’t care if they had made a kid either. 

That certainly would stuff up his father’s plan to pass off
his child as Grey’s rather than his own so he could avoid yet another expensive
divorce. When he had first reluctantly agreed to the engagement to Caitlin he
had done it out of some strange sense of family loyalty even though his father didn’t
show any to him. But he had soon discovered the real reason for wanting to
marry Caitlin into the Bailey family. But Grey had suspected somethin
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quite right and had arranged for his security to do surveillance on them. His
father obviously thought with Grey away travelling that Caitlin could remain in
close proximity to continue her affair with him, under the guise of her being
his daughter in law. That was where the pictures came in. 

 “I can’t believe we just did that.” Indi whispered her eyes
still glazed over.  She looked like she had just had a good seeing to. Grey
felt a surge of an unfamiliar emotion that he knew it was him that had made her
look that way.

“Woman, you are far too sexy in this kind of dress. They
drive me crazy, and when I get you back to the villa I am gonna spend all night
long showing you repeatedly how much.” Grey promised huskily as he had given
her one last lingering kiss before they both pulled their disarrayed clothing
back into a semblance of order.

“Do I look okay?” Indi checked as they walked back into the
more lit side of the cellar where they had been left by Pepe and his assistant

“You are asking the wrong guy baby. I think you look perfect
all the time.” He ran a hand over her arse and laughed.  He couldn’t believe he
felt this happy and unhindered. Just being around her vibrancy brought out a
more relaxed side to him.  He’d gladly marry her today regardless of knowing
hardly next to anything about her or her family.

“Grey!” She slapped him gently on his chest playfully just as
the vineyard’s owner came back into view.

“Apologies I am sorry to have been gone for so long. Let’s
adjourn to the house to go through the finer details of the price.”

At the invitation of Pepe’s assistant, Indi had left them to
negotiate in private while she was shown around the vines that stretched along
the property for as far as the eye could see.

With an agreement reached, Grey declined Pepe’s offer to
stay to dinner, as he wanted to head back to the Villa to go over some business
before continuing his bedroom entertainment with Indi. He just couldn’t get
enough of her.

“Are you staying at your own place tonight?” She enquired as
they drew up into the driveway.

“No, why would you think that honey?” Grey frowned at her
question. He thought she understood he wanted to spend every possible moment in
her company.

“You mentioned you had some business you needed to catch up
with.”

“I just need to grab my laptop, and then I can do whatever
needs doing at your place, unless of course you want some peace and quiet
without me?” He gazed at her trying to gauge her facial expression. Was she
bored of spending all their time together? His heart constricted in pain at
such an idea.

“No, I like having you around.” She admitted quietly as she
glanced over at Adam and Hayden who stood by the front of the car, reddening
from her confession.

“Good because I like being around you too.” He leaned over
and gave her a quick kiss of reassurance before manoeuvre out of the back seat
of the car. Adam meanwhile had opened the door on Indi’s side of the vehicle. 
Once the vehicle was unloaded of luggage, the three men headed into their own
villa leaving Indi to make her own way into hers.

When he arrived into her villa a few minutes later, she was
already busy folding up the clothing from her luggage.

“I shouldn’t have to make more than a couple of calls then I
am all yours for the evening,” he explained setting up his laptop on the dining
room table.

“Of course, I’m going to do some washing and start dinner
anyhow.”

A while later, he paced up and down outside on the terrace
as he chatted on the mobile, discussing the vineyard details with Olivia.  It
was a pet project that he had helped her to fund initially. All the wines from
the vineyards had exclusivity into the Bailey hotels’ wine cellars and had
become a lucrative sideline for them both.

“Have you been purposefully ignoring Caitlin’s messages
while you’ve been there?”  Olivia asked once their business discussion
concluded. 

“Yes, why do you ask?”  Grey frowned down the phone at his
sister, not wanting to discuss her.

“She tried to grill me about your whereabouts.  She seems to
be getting close to guessing your locality, and I think you not replying to her
messages has irritated her to the point that she might consider flying out to
confront you,” Olivia warned.

“She hadn’t better not!”  Grey clenched his fist. 
Could
that woman not leave him alone for even a couple of weeks?
  “What makes
her even think I’m here unless someone has opened their big mouth and told her?”

“I’m not sure, I told her nothing.  Do you think Father
would be cunning enough to divulge it?”

 “Maybe, he knows her showing up unannounced would get under
my skin,” Grey considered.  “Well, if she comes she comes, but I am getting to
the point that they will push me into pulling the plug on their scheme publicly
and to hell with the consequences.”  His original plan was to turn the tables
on his father’s dirty tactics but to do it discreetly to save the embarrassment
of being associated with his dealings, but now he was thinking total public
humiliation was the only way to stop him once and for all. 

“I wish you would do that anyway. I cannot bear knowing you
are tying yourself to that woman just to stop him pressurising Freya and me
instead.”

“Don’t worry whichever way I decide to handle this will not
reflect back to you or Freya. The documents you sent me have made compelling
reading. I have almost enough information on his coercion cover-ups to back him
into the corner so that he never has the upper hand ever again either way.”

“Is it really as bad as I thought?”

“Yes, he has clearly been getting away with it for years.
Once I get back we can discuss it with the guys, but I will recommend we push
for a vote of no confidence with the Trust's board and put you in his place.”

The board of trustees were made up of the five siblings,
their Uncle and Aunt, and several other distant relatives. None of whom overly
trusted John Bailey and there had already been recent suggestive undertones
before this about someone else taking over the reins.

“Me?”

“Yes you are the only one qualified to lead.  Noah, Ethan
and I are tied up in record company obligations to run such a massive
organisation full time. But you are the one with the business degree and
experience, so what is a few more companies on the side of the hotel!”

When the Bailey Family Trust Constitution had been updated
by their grandfather, only the direct descendants or their siblings of the
current President could take over.

“I know that I could do it, but I am scared.”

“Scary is good, it keeps the heart pumping and makes you
feel alive. It will keep you in good stead for thorough decision making because
if you get too cocky that is when you are likely to make costly off the cuff
mistakes.”

“Wow that was kind of deep, who are you, and what have you done
with my brother?” Olivia joked.

“Hey, I can be deep occasionally.  Why do you think I write
award winning lyrics.”

Olivia laughed. “Of course, how silly of me not to realise.”

Noticing Indi standing by the patio doors trying to get his
attention, he put his hand over the phone. “Sorry, finishing off now.”

“Look I have to go, but one more thing -” He explained
continuing into the phone as he double-checked that Indi was not in listening
distance. “I will be uncontactable for a few days as I’m heading off to
Florence tomorrow evening.”

“Are you taking this mystery woman I’ve heard about?”

Grey rolled his eyes down the phone, “I guess David has been
opening his mouth?” David was head of the band’s security and Olivia’s closest
friend.

Olivia chuckled. “You know you can keep nothing secret from
David for long.  So what is she like?”

“Beautiful, intelligent, caring …” Everything Caitlin is not

“Just be careful, or if Caitlin gets a whiff of this before
you can shut the agreement down she will make your life hell before you are
ready.”

“Liv, she makes me so happy. It has never been like this
with anyone, ever.”

He’d kept his emotions under a tight reserve for the past
twenty years, but just being with Indi for this short period had been like the
opening of a dam when it came to feelings he’d never felt so strongly.  She
made him feel alive, she was quickly become the mere air that helped him
breathe. 

“Just don’t rush into anything.”

When he moved back in from the terrace, he found Indi had
poured him a large glass of the reserve-blend wine they had both liked from the
vineyard, and left it by his laptop.  “You read my mind,” he said taking a sip
as Indi disappeared into the kitchen. 

“I opened it for purely selfish reasons,” she laughed from
the other room.  “Is everything ok back home? You seemed to be on the phone
much longer than usual.”

Grey pulled a face. “Just some family issues that I was
going through with Liv,” he said after a moment of hesitation, swallowing a distaste
in the back of his throat at not being able to tell her the truth about Caitlin
and all the drama surrounding it.

“Liv as in Olivia your sister right?” Indi said bringing in
two plates of food and putting them on the table.

“Yes she is the only one sibling that isn’t involved with
the band. She works with my father hence the issues.”

“I know we have danced around the subject of your animosity
to your father a lot, but if you want to talk about it properly I am a good
listener as my own parents are extremely dysfunctional as well.”

Grey smiled, taking a bite of food. “I will share if you
will.”

Indi tilted her head slightly as her brows furrowed at this
request.  “What do you want to know?” She took a sip of her own wine.

“When I first approached you that day over the wall you
seemed so….edgy. What happened?”

Indi looked uncomfortable. “You mean you don’t already
know.”

“How would I know if you never told me before?”

“It was all over the papers for months, so I just presumed
you already knew since you had never mentioned it.”

Grey grimaced, wondering if his instinct about that day had
been right after all. “I haven’t been in the country for months to read any
papers.” He pushed his plate to the side and reached for her hand across the
table as he looked into her eyes, trying his damnedest to reassure her that it
was safe to tell him.

“My grandfather is an Earl, he did not approve of my mother
social climbing ways, so he cut off my father when he married her anyway.
Trusts were set up to pay for my sisters and my education and other things as
we grew that my parents could not have access to. When not away at school we
lived with either our grandparents or uncle and aunt rather than our parents.
Last year after my eighteenth birthday I gained access to more of my trust, so
they hired some low life to harass them until I would give into their
blackmail.”`

Grey could feel his eyes growing more and more larger each
time she progressed on with the narrative of her past.

“Then everything started to spiral, the police became
involved, endless CPS paperwork and a court case. They found the lowlife guilty
of harassment, but they couldn’t prove enough guilt onto my parents about
hiring him although I managed to get a non-contact order for the next five
years.”

“So they are still roaming free and all that is protecting
you from them giving it another try is some flimsy court order! People break
them every day; I should know I have had to bring enough of them against crazy
fans over the years. Please let me give you a name of someone who can make sure
you are safe.”