“I knew it. I knew you were wet. I bet you were thinking about it too, weren’t you?”
“Thinking about what?” I asked breathlessly as his fingers moved inside me and his hot tongue took over my neck.
“About me f**king you in this elevator. I’ve thought about it since you walked into the office.”
I wasn’t going to lie; the thought did cross my mind as I rode up to Adalynn’s office. “Yes,” I whispered.
He had his hold on me again and I couldn’t break free. “I thought so. You’re so hot, sweetheart. I can’t wait to get my c**k inside you,” he said as I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants.
I took them down and stroked his erection, gliding my thumb over his slick head. He moaned.
“Turn around, put your hands on the wall, and bend over,” he said as his hands first took down my thong and then pushed my skirt over my waist. “Fuck, look at that perfect ass,” he said as he lightly slapped it.
He pushed into me hard and moved in and out at a rapid pace while his hands had a tight grip on my hips. The pressure was building, my body was tightening, and I was ready to explode.
“That’s it, sweetheart.”
I let out a moan with each thrust and Ian put his hand over my mouth. That turned me on even more as my body shuddered with pleasure. His thrusting slowed as he released himself inside me.
“Ah, you feel so damn good,” he whispered as his last thrust stayed deep inside me.
We stayed like that for a moment and then Ian pulled out of me, pulled up his pants, and handed me my thong. After I put it on and pulled down my skirt, he pulled me close to him and kissed me as he hit the button. The elevator jerked and then started going down. He looked at me and smiled as he ran his finger down my cheek. When the doors opened, Ian put his hand on the small of my back and we walked out of the building.
“I’ll see you when you get home and I’ll have Charles cook us dinner,” he said as he kissed me on the cheek.
“See you at home.” I smiled.
Home. He’d see me at home. The sound of that coming from him was bittersweet. I loved living there with him, but it also hurt more times than not. I drove to Dr. Neil’s office and was instantly seen when I arrived.
“I need to discuss Ian, Dr. Neil.”
“Okay, what’s going on?”
“I’m in love with him and he doesn’t feel the same way. He told me yesterday that he’s happy with our friendship the way it is and not to complicate things.”
Dr. Neil tilted her head and looked at me with empathy. “Only you can make the decision if that’s how you want to keep things. If you do, then you’re opening yourself up to extreme heartache down the road. If you don’t, then you need to move on and start rebuilding your life, without Ian. I’m not sure a man like Ian Braxton can change.”
“The nightmares don’t exist when Ian is with me at night. When he’s not, they come back.”
“Ian saved your life. He gave you safety. He took care of you and saw that you had everything you needed. From what you’ve told me, you’ve never experienced safety. You’ve lived pretty much in fear since your mother died. Ian takes that fear from you when he’s around, and when he’s not, you go back to that place of pain. Let me ask you something. Have you ever confronted your aunt about your feelings and how you felt growing up in her house?”
“No,” I whispered as I shook my head.
“In order to move on from the past, you need to confront it.”
****
When I walked into the house, the first thing I did was change into comfortable clothes. I walked to the kitchen and saw Ian sitting on the patio. I stepped outside and sat in the lounge chair next to him. As he handed me a glass of wine, he smiled.
“How did your appointment go?”
“It went good. Dr. Neil told me that I need to face my past in order for the nightmares to stop. She suggested that I go back to Indiana and put closure on it.”
“Then we’ll leave tomorrow,” he said.
“Tomorrow? Are you crazy? And what’s this ‘we’ business?”
Ian chuckled. “The sooner the better. The holidays are coming up and you need to put all this behind you. Plus, I’m going with you. There’s no way you’re going back to that place by yourself. I won’t allow it.”
“You won’t allow it? I do believe this is my life, Ian, and I’m the one who’s in control of my life.”
Hell, I didn’t even know where those words came from, but I was proud of myself for saying them. Ian stared at me. He was giving me the “I’m trying to figure you out” look.
“Rory, please let me accompany you back to Indiana so you don’t have to go alone. It would make me feel better knowing that I was there with you.”
I smiled at him as I got up from my chair and sat on his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck and lightly kissed his cheek. “Thank you for offering, Ian. I would love for you to come with me.”
“Why do you have to make things so difficult?” he smirked. “I’ll call my father’s pilot and tell him that we’re leaving tomorrow morning, and we’ll fly back on Wednesday.”
“You father has his own plane?”
“Yes, and it’s very nice. You’ll like it.” He smiled as he kissed the tip of my nose. “Let’s go eat. Charles made us a nice dinner.”
As we walked into the dining room, Mandy was setting the food on the table. She looked over at me and smiled. I winked at her.
“What was that for?” Ian asked.
“What was what for?”
“Why did you wink at Mandy?”
“She had a problem earlier and I helped her resolve it,” I said as I folded my napkin in my lap.
“Don’t get involved with help, Rory.”
“Ian, do you even know anything about her? Do you even know what goes on in your own house?”
“Why would I care anything about her? She’s my maid. She’s here to do a job and that’s it.”
His stone cold heart was rearing its ugly head again. I couldn’t believe he’d just said that.
“She’s a single mom. She has a two-year-old daughter.”
“Where’s the dad?” he asked.
“He took off when he found out she was pregnant.”
“Smart man.”
My eyes widened when he said that and I had a feeling a whole new side of Ian was about to emerge that I wasn’t going to like. Did I comment and run the absolute risk of starting a huge argument or did I let it go? I opted for commenting.