“No. I’m here now and I want to hear all about it. In fact, Ian, you can go upstairs. Me and Rory have some catching up to do.”
“That reminds me, Adalynn. The two of us are going to have a little talk about a certain lie,” Ian said as he pointed his finger at her.
“Oh, please. It all worked out in the end anyway, and with your dysfunctional behavior, I wasn’t about to give you any information.”
Ian sighed as his eyes stared into hers. He looked at me and then kissed my lips.
“Go ahead and have some girl talk. I’m going to go take a shower.”
“Okay.” I smiled.
“Bye, Ian. It was good to see you,” Adalynn said with a smirk.
“Whatever, Adalynn,” he replied as he walked up the stairs.
Adalynn grabbed my arm and led me straight into the kitchen. She told me to have a seat at the table as she reached in the cabinet and pulled out two wine glasses.
“So? I want details! Lots of details.” She smiled as she pulled a bottle of wine from the wine rack.
“It was so romantic. He’s so romantic and we’re officially in love.”
She walked over to the table and handed me a glass of wine.
“I knew he’d come around. Okay, I really didn’t, and for a while, I was worried. But, I’m happy he did,” she said. “I knew he loved you.”
“Did you talk to him when you came back from Paris?” I asked.
“No. I didn’t. I didn’t get a chance to, and to be honest with you, I was secretly hoping he’d come around on his own. So now what?”
I picked up my glass and took a sip. “I guess we’re living together and we’re going to start building a life together. Did I mention that he fired me as his assistant?”
“What?!”
“He wants me to take some music classes or do something that I want to do. He doesn’t want me to have any regrets.”
“Ian said that?” she asked with surprise.
“Yes.” I smiled.
“Girl, you took a seriously f**ked up man and turned him around. You’re my hero.” She smiled as she held up her glass.
As I brought my glass up to hers, Ian walked into the kitchen. He was freshly showered and wearing nothing but pajama bottoms. He looked so sexy and I wanted him so badly.
“What are the two of you toasting?” he asked as he reached in the cupboard for a wine glass.
“We’re toasting your return home. I’m glad you brought my girl home because I really was hating the fact that she was going to stay in Paris and not come back.”
“The only place she’s staying is right here with me.” He smiled as he kissed the top of my head.
Adalynn drank the rest of her wine and got up from her chair. “It’s been fun, but I must leave now. The two of you must be seriously jet-lagged, and I have some wedding plans to go over.”
“Have you set a date yet?” I asked as I got up from my chair to walk her out.
“Not yet. That’s what Daniel and I are going to discuss as soon as he gets home.”
She walked over to Ian and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “You’re a smart man, Mr. Braxton, and thank you for bringing her home.” She winked as she looked at me and gave me a light hug.
“You should be thanking her because I thought she’d tell me to f**k off and I’d be coming home alone.”
Adalynn turned around and smiled at him before walking out the door. I sat down on Ian’s lap and wrapped my arms around him.
“You look tired, sweetheart,” he said as he stroked my cheek.
“I am. I’m exhausted.”
“Then let’s go to bed. As much as I want to finish what we started earlier, you need your rest.”
I pouted as I put my forehead against his. “You’re right, but there will be plenty of time for rest after you make love to me.”
The corners of his mouth curved upwards before his lips brushed against mine. “You’re so sexy and you’re all mine.”
“I was always yours,” I whispered as our kiss became passionate.
He lifted me off his lap and then picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He set me down on the bed and took down his pajama bottoms as I lifted off my shirt. I ran my hand up and down his hard shaft and a low moan came from deep inside him. He lifted me from the bed and slowly took down my pants. His mouth crashed into mine, pushing me back on the bed as he hovered over me while plunging his finger inside me.
“I want and need you so bad, Rory.”
“I want you so bad too, Ian.”
He growled as he inserted another finger, making sure I was ready for him. “You’re so deliciously wet, sweetheart, and I need to taste you.”
He removed his fingers as his tongue slid down my torso and to my aching clit. He wrapped his fingers around my wrists and lifted my arms above my head. A soft moan escaped my lips as he worked his tongue around my swollen area, which was begging for him to take me. I wrapped my legs around his neck as he continued to pleasure me, causing my body to tighten as he brought me to orgasm. As my body released itself, he let out a moan and released my wrists, taking my hardened ni**les between his fingers.
“I need to f**k you right now. There’s no more waiting. I need to be inside you,” he whispered before crashing his mouth into mine.
The sensation going through my body was electrifying when I felt him push inside me. Every time we made love, the connection between us grew stronger. We were no longer two people; we were one.
Chapter 3
Ian
I stroked her hair softly as she lay in my arms. It felt good to hold her, and it felt more than right to have her in my bed. I needed her more than I would admit, and the pain it caused us both was more pain than I’d ever known in my whole life. Her scent was now embedded in my bed and this was where she belonged; not in the room down the hall or even in the room next door. But here, in my bed, where I could love her for the rest of my life. Now that we were back in Malibu, back to reality, there were going to be some issues we’d have to deal with, one of them being Richard.
I couldn’t help but run my finger lightly across her cheek. She opened her eyes and looked at me with a smile on her face.
“Good morning,” she whispered.
“Good morning. I’m sorry if I woke you.”
“You didn’t, and I wouldn’t mind if you did. How long have you been awake?” she asked.
“About a half hour. I just laid here and couldn’t help but stare at you.”