Deep Blue Impact (Deep Blue Series) (9 page)

             
I'm not proud of it, but they all knew from the beginning it was just sex.  The one girl I didn't want just sex from was avoiding me like the plague. 
Karma's a bitch
.

             
Sam leaves my office without me really noticing.  I had been fighting the urge to call Aubrey since I left her hotel room.  I left for North Carolina the next day not able to stay in Vegas when she wasn't there.  I fumbled with my phone for a moment before I sent her a text.

Hey, thinking of you!! :) Ian

             
I sent it.  Reading it back I groaned. What am I a 12 year old little girl?  Damn, it's too late now.  Hopefully she responds. If she doesn't I might possibly die, but my phone beeps letting me know I have a text.

             
LOL, are you a 12 year old girl :)  Aubrey

              Oh shit, I'm screwed
. The girl can read my mind from 1,000 miles away.

             
Thinking of u naked and under me. Can’t wait to have u again.  Ian xxx

             
OK, Ms. Jackson, take that. Let's see what you have to say to that.

             
OK that's better. Very excited to c u in NY.  Very ready. Aubrey

             
Shit now I'm hard, very hard, and not sure if I'll survive the next three days.

Chapter 8

AUBREY

              I sent the text back without thinking, because truthfully, I am so horny all the time thinking about Ian.  After a long talk with Mags, and her telling me there was nothing wrong with enjoying the amazing sex, it didn't take too much to talk me into going for round two with Ian if the opportunity was there.  His text was an invitation and I was more than willing to take him up on it.  Now how the hell was I going to wait three more days?  The past two have felt like a lifetime. So much for getting stuff done, all I could do was think of Ian Brady.  

             
I wait a second to see if I get a text back, and he doesn't, so I decide to take the plunge. 

             
If you want you can come earlier. No pressure, just a thought
.

             
It's not a desperate invitation, it’s just an invitation. The thought of it is too exhilarating to imagine. I'll know if he doesn't text me back exactly how much of the attraction was in my head and not real. My phone beeps and my heart races before I see his answer.

             
Clearing my schedule. C U tomorrow night. Ian

             
Oh my.  OK so this is going to happen again. I'm as nervous as I have ever been in my entire life.  Then my phone beeps again. 

             
Aubrey u will not b running away from me again
.
Ian

             
Whoa buddy, back the train up. 

             
Just fun and sex.  No relationship.  GOT IT!!! Aubrey

             
Is it too late to back out now?
It's not
, but I really do want to see him.  I am absolutely randy as Mags would say. Another text.

             
We'll talk tomorrow!!!!  Ian

             
Oh yes we will, Mr. Brady, oh yes we will.

              I told Mags about Ian's reaction to Ethan and she advised that I don't tell him about Ethan working for me just yet.  "Best not let him get his knickers in a bunch."  I laughed at how true it was. Ian's knickers were bunched over Ethan.   

             
I had no idea when he would arrive because I wasn't going to text him and find out.  Don't want to look too eager, although I was
. 

             
I paced around my Manhattan apartment eagerly awaiting his arrival.  It was past 8:00 pm already.  He had only said see you tomorrow night.  I texted him my address, but he never told me when his flight was or anything.  Mags was visiting her parents in London for the next week which meant Ian and I would have the place to ourselves.

              I started a project as soon as I got back; building a spa identical to the one in the hotel in Vegas.  All I had accomplished was telling the idea to my architect, because I was having a hard time concentrating on anything other than Ian.  I decided to work on some e-mails to take my mind off of the nerve racking wait.  Frances had sent me the contracts for Bradson Security Inc, and seeing Ian's name in bold print was not helping my anxiousness.

             
After about an hour of answering emails, my eyes were growing very tired.  I was just thinking about getting a glass of wine, taking a bath, and going to bed when the doorbell rang.
Holy shit, is it him
?

             
Opening the door, I am greeted by those deep blues. Ian steps into the room, drops his bag on the floor before he kicks the door shut, and grabs me in his arms.  I am up in his embrace, my legs wrapped around his waist, his lips bruising mine with his very needy, very hungry kiss. 

             
"Oh.....fuck did I miss you," he growls. “Where’s your bedroom?”

             
"Ian," I breathe trying to catch my breath as he breaks the kiss. I point to the room and am trembling all over as he lays me on the bed.  He makes light work of pulling my shirt over my head then unbuttons my jeans and has them slid off of me in seconds. 

             
"I have missed this sight so much." He groans in his low sexy voice that makes me quiver and I feel the wetness between my legs.  I realize quickly that I have missed this very much, too. I watch him pull off his t-shirt and take in the magnificent sight of his muscular, toned, gorgeous body.  Yes that's it, that's what I have been dreaming about.  He pulls off his jeans and I see the bulge in his boxers before he crawls back on the bed. 

             
Ian stares at me with his deep blues. I am aching for him. Aching for him to touch me, aching to touch him, and aching for him do be deep inside me.   He takes my lips again pushing his tongue between my lips searching inside me like he is trying to crawl in.  His hands are everywhere; over my breasts, then to my sides, and down to my ass. 

             
"Ian, please," I moan into his throat as he unclasps my bra.  His lips travel down my neck to my breast where he starts circling my nipple with his velvet tongue.  I arch into him as his teeth graze over the hard bud.  He moves down my belly licking, sucking, and kissing as he goes until he reaches my black lacy thong. 

             
His fingers graze the top of my thong then slide them down. I lift my hips to aid him pulling them off.  "Oh God, baby," he growls, voice vibrating through me as he starts to lick and suck on my clit.  His tongue thrusts into my center and I writhe beneath him in total ecstasy.  I grab his head and run my fingers through his hair as he brings me to the edge and back. "Say it, baby," he groans. "You. Are. Mine. Say it," he demands.

             
"I'm yours," I shout. "I'm so fucking yours!" My orgasm hits me like a train, then I feel his finger inside me as I spasm grinding against him.

             
"Oh my God!" I scream as he crawls on top of me showing me his dimpled smile, which almost makes me come again.  I grab his face with my hands and bring him to me.  He kisses me, forcing his tongue in my mouth and I taste myself mixed with him. 
God he is such an amazing kisser
. 

             
His erection is grinding against my hip.  I wrap my legs around his waist grasping at his boxers wanting them off, wanting him inside me.

             
"I want you....so fucking bad." His deep blues cut right to my soul. 

             
"You have me, now take me goddamn it." I buck my hips to meet him. He slides off his boxers and rips a condom open. 

             
"I'm going to take you and I am going to take you hard.  Are you ready?" he says repositioning himself between my legs, grabbing one of my legs and wrapping it around his waist.

             
"Yes, please now." I'm desperate for it and he knows it. He groans as he plunges into me all the way and I claw at his back, screaming at the invasion. I feel like I am going to split in two.

             
"You feel so good....you are so beautiful baby." His eyes never leave mine as he thrusts into me. "I'm going to come, are you close?"
Hell yes I'm close
. 

             
"Yes baby, give it to me," I scream as my second orgasm rocks through me.  I feel Ian let go, my insides are squeezing at him and he moans a low animal growl.  He relaxes into me burying his face in my hair.  As I breathe him in I start to remember what I said to him. 

             
The dirty little dog can get me to say things that I would not normally say. 

             
Ian brings his eyes to mine and kisses my nose tenderly.

             
"Hi," he says with his dimpled smile.  God he is so cute.

             
"Hi yourself. That was quite the ‘Hello, how have you been, Aubrey?’"  I tease.

             
He rolls off of me and discards the condom before I'm engulfed in his arms.  Being so sleep deprived I relax into him and drift off, feeling completely satisfied and comfortable in his arms.

Chapter 9

IAN

             
I'm awakened in the middle of the night by a buzzing vibration going on and off on the bedside table.  It's Aubrey's phone, but she is nowhere to be found.  There is light streaming from under the bathroom door and I hear some water running.  I grab her phone and see Rex light up the caller ID. 
Who the fuck is Rex, and why is he calling Aubrey at this hour?
 

             
Without thought I answer the phone.  "Hello?"

             
There's a moment of silence before I hear Rex finally say, "Who the fuck is this?”                 "Where's Aubrey, and why are you answering her phone?" His voice is getting higher and angrier, which get's my hair up. 

             
"She's in the bathroom," I tell him, getting defensive fast.
Who the hell are you, and why are you calling my girl in the middle of the night?
 

             
"Well give her the damn phone. I called to talk to my girl not you." 

             
 
Your girl, your fucking girl!
I sit up in bed, and try to keep my calm.  Aubrey steps out of the bathroom wearing my shirt. 
Take that Rex, my girl is wearing my shirt
.  God she looks sexy in my clothes.  She smiles at me and I hand her the phone. 

             
"Someone named Rex is on the phone, and is very angry."  She rolls her eyes, takes the phone from my hands, and crawls onto the bed sitting on her knees.  Even sitting there all sleepy with her hair messed up she’s beautiful. 

             
"Hey," she says to Rex in a low, sweet voice.
I don't like it
.  "Who the hell was that and why is he answering you phone baby girl?"  He's shouting so loud I can hear every word he is saying.  My body tenses and I fill my fists clenching the sheets.

             
"It's Ian, and please stop shouting."
Yes Rex stop shouting at MY GIRL
. He does because I can't hear his reply.  "I haven't gotten any calls, Rex, or voicemails from you," she answers his question,
so he's been trying to reach her
. "Yeah, you know the reception is bad there." 
OK, so he is somewhere with bad cell reception, hopefully the bottom of the ocean
.  "I'll explain later," she says as she chances a glance at me.
Shit, she doesn't want to say something to him in front of me
.  "Yes I know, talk to you later OK. Yeah, me too. Bye."