“I want you, Rory. I want you in a way that’s different from the other women.”
The only thing that was going through my mind was that room and all the things that sat inside it. I was so scared that he was going to tell me he wanted me to be his sex slave because that was one thing I wouldn’t do. Not for him or anyone.
“When I f**k you, I don’t want there to be anything between my c**k and your pu**y. I want to feel you and be inside you naturally; skin to skin, flesh to flesh.”
I slowly shook my head because I didn’t get what he was trying to say. “I’m sorry, Ian, I don’t understand.”
He smiled softly as he pressed his lips against my forehead. “I don’t want to wear a condom. I’m asking you if you would be willing to get on some type of birth control so I wouldn’t have to wear one.”
“You’ve been with too many women, Ian.”
“I know. I’m clean. I’ll have Dr. Graham show you the reports. I’m going to be totally honest with you, Rory, and I hope to God you believe me. I’ve never not used a condom with anyone, ever.”
“Yeah, right, Ian.”
He took my face in his hands and stared into my eyes. “I swear to you.”
“Why me, then? Out of all the hundreds of women you’ve had sex with over the years, why me?”
“I don’t know,” he said as he scooted me off his lap and got up from the couch. “The only thing I know is I want to have sex with you, and I don’t want to wear a f**king condom. I want you to get on birth control so I don’t have to worry about you getting pregnant.”
“I have a question for you,” I said.
“Go ahead.”
“If I get on birth control and have sex with you, would there be more to us than just sex?”
I already knew the answer to that, but I wanted to hear him say it.
“I’ve already told you that I don’t do ‘us,’” he said as he walked over and sat back down on the couch. “I can give you great sex and I can help you out, but that’s as far as I’ll go. I’m sorry, Rory.”
“Thank you for being honest with me. Let me think about it.”
“Okay, just don’t take too long. I’m a very impatient man. I want you, and when I want something, there’s no waiting.” He smiled as he ran the back of his hand across my cheek. “Now go grab some clothes and I’ll take you back to my house so we can shower before we go and see Dr. Graham.”
Chapter 11
“It looks like your knife wound healed up nicely and there’s no internal damage,” Dr. Graham said as he patted my hand. “You’re a lucky girl. You could’ve been killed.”
“She’s lucky we found her.” Ian smiled.
Ian helped me off the table and he thanked Dr. Graham for seeing us. As we were leaving, Ian’s phone rang. He pulled it from his pocket and told me to keep walking and he’d catch up with me. I reached the front doors and saw his limo pull up to the curb. Joshua got out and opened the door for me. I climbed in and looked back to see if Ian was coming. Suddenly, the other door opened and Ian slid in next to me.
“Everything okay?” I asked.
He grabbed my hand and interlaced his fingers in mine. “Yeah, everything’s fine. It was just a business call.” He leaned over and softly licked my lips before the strength of his mouth fully enveloped mine and we were locked into a passionate kiss. He pushed me back until I was lying on the down on the seat and he was on top of me. He undid the button on his pants and then took my hand, bringing it down the front of his pants. He was rock hard. I clasped my hand around his dick as he made that sexy growl noise. He broke our kiss and stared at me.
“I want to finger f**k you and I want to feel you come.”
The ache I’d been feeling down below every time I saw him needed to be satisfied, and I was so turned on, I couldn’t say no. I nodded my head as he smiled at me. His fingers tugged at my pants as he moved them down my hips. I lifted up my ass to help him out. Once he was satisfied that my pants were down enough, he took his down so I would have better access to his throbbing cock. My hand started moving up and down his shaft slowly as he threw his head back and moaned.
“Christ, Rory,” he said as he leaned down and brushed his lips against mine.
His hand made its way between my thighs and slowly up to my wet spot. Just the slight touch of his fingers there made me want to come instantly.
“You’re so wet. God, I love that you’re so wet,” he whispered as I tilted my head and his mouth explored my neck.
His fingers deftly circled around my clit, making it almost unbearable to control myself. I began to moan, which excited Ian even more. He pushed my legs further apart as he inserted his finger. “Oh my God, Rory, you’re so tight. You’re so beautifully tight.”
I was gone. He took my body to another dimension. He moved his finger in and out of me while circling my cl*t with his thumb. I arched my back as he plunged another finger inside me, stretching me, pleasuring me, and bringing me to the brink of an amazing orgasm. I tilted my head back as far as it would go as my hand moved up and down his hard c**k and my thumb circled his tip.
“Come for me, Rory. I want you to say my name when you do.”
“Ian,” I screamed as his finger hit the spot. My body shook like never before, and I tightened myself around his finger.
“That’s it, baby. I can feel it. I can feel your come all over me,” he said breathlessly as he removed my hand from his cock, took it in his, and jacked himself off while he continued to finger-fuck me until he came all over my shirt. He collapsed on top of me as we tried to catch our breath.
“You better make your decision quick, because after that, I need to be inside you and I won’t f**k you with a condom on,” he whispered in my ear.
He sat up, took my hand, and helped me up. He opened the console and took out some tissues. He looked at my shirt and started to wipe his come from it.
“Sorry,” he said with a smirk.
“It’s okay. I can wash it.”
I reached down, grabbed my pants, and pulled them up. After Ian cleaned himself up, he pulled up his pants and then wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into him.
“I hope you enjoyed how I made you feel.”
Was he kidding? Couldn’t he tell how much I enjoyed it? “Of course, Ian. It was amazing.”
I desperately wanted to ask him about the room. But, I was afraid that he’d be mad if he knew I saw it.