Next to Always: Shattered Innocence Trilogy Book Two (21 page)

“Rade, please, I need you,” Dylan moaned.

“Tell me what you want, Sweetness,” Rade asked.

“You. I want you inside me,” Dylan replied breathlessly.

“Soon, Sweetness, I need to consume every part of you first. I want to know every curve, every line, every perfect inch of your gorgeous body,” Rade whispered as he kissed her between each word.

In one swoop, Rade had Dylan straddling his lap as he finished undressing her. Ridding her of her dress, he took her breast in his mouth and began devouring the sweet flesh. Kissing and sucking the soft areola, his tongue darted out as he softly nipped her hard peak. His consumption didn’t stop there. He moved his hand and rested it on her other breast, pinching her nipple between his fingers while his mouth lingered, not quite satisfied, on her other breast. Her soft moans echoed as he could feel her submit to him. Moving down her body, there wasn’t a place left that his mouth didn’t kiss. Reaching her sex, he lightly placed his mouth over her clit, taking his time while slowly and softly relishing her as his tongue lapped over her hard nub. Her moans were getting louder as her body began to arch. “Oh, God, Rade, I’m going to come,” Dylan moaned between breathes.

Removing his mouth, he carefully flipped her over and pulled her body upward so that she was on her knees with her ass exposed high in the air. “Put your hands behind your back, Sweetness, and don’t move them,” Rade ordered as he lowered his head and took a firm yet gentle bite of her glorious ass. Dylan gasped at the sudden prick. She knew that was going to leave a mark. Dylan placed her arms behind her back, crossing her wrists and interlocking her fingers just as Rade instructed. Placing one hand over hers, he held on tightly to her wrist so she wouldn’t be able to move. With his other hand, he slipped two fingers inside from behind and began moving them in and out as they glided easily, coating him with her juices.

Rade removed his moistened fingers from her channel, sliding them carefully across her perineum. Being careful not to hurt her, he began circling her tight opening with his middle finger, slowly working it inside her. When he felt her resistance, he whispered, “Relax, baby.” Dylan took in a deep breath, trying to relax as she let Rade enter. Rade penetrated her passage to his second knuckle. Leaning over her body, he gently kissed her neck and whispered, “I’m going to take you now, Sweetness. Don’t come unless I tell you.” Rade slowly moved his cock to her wet pussy while his finger continued to move in and out of her back entrance. She was tight, but with the additional invasion, he about lost it as her pussy slowly clenched around his hard cock. He took her slow, wanting feeling every inch of her tight walls coating his hard shaft with her sweet nectar. Every movement was complete bliss, bringing him closer to his release. He wanted to savor this feeling. This feeling of complete control. Slowing his movements to an easy stroke, he moved his hand from her wrists and placed it on her clit. Rubbing it lightly with his finger in a circular movement, it was a matter of time before she would be brought to her own release. As her back arched, he quickened his movements, thrusting deeper inside her. Slipping his finger free from her tight passage he whispered, “Come for me, Sweetness.” Within seconds, Dylan erupted with his name on her lips. Rade gripped her hips as he pumped in and out of her with no mercy until he was met with his own release.

Sated, Rade held Dylan close to him. He wasn’t sure how late it was, but darkness appeared through the bedroom window. As he softly stroked her arm while she slept next to him; his thoughts were on her and what Richard said about Mr. Moreno. He knew there had to be another option for him without involving Dylan. He just didn’t know what.

Rade’s phone began to vibrate on the nightstand, taking him from his thoughts. Moving slowly so he didn’t wake Dylan, he carefully got up from the bed and walked out of the room to answer his call.

“Richard,” Rade said, annoyed at his late call.

“Sorry to disturb you, sir, at this late hour, but I wanted to let you know we were able to locate Mr. Stewart. He’s in New York. He’s staying at a rundown hotel just outside of Manhattan. There hasn’t been any movement since he arrived, but Peter is there keeping an eye on him.”

“Dylan is here with me, so she is not in any danger. I only have a couple of days that I can keep her here before she needs to return to the city,” Rade informed him.

“I’ll let you know of any movement. In the meantime, we’ll have Peter’s men watch her apartment in case Mr. Stewart makes his move,” Richard assured him.

“Keep me posted on any activity,” Rade replied.

Ending the call, Rade headed back to the bedroom to check on Dylan. She was still sleeping comfortably. Sliding in beside her, he took his place beside her pulling her close against his body.

*****

Waking the next morning, Dylan stretched as she took in her surroundings. At first she didn’t recognize where she was at, then she remembered being at Rade’s home in Hampton Bay. The room she was in was beautiful with its masculine furniture and hardwood flooring. Climbing out of bed, wrapping the soft sheet around her body, her feet sunk into the soft white rug, gushing between her toes as she walked over to the huge windows. The view through the floor-to-ceiling windows was spectacular. The sun was shining brightly across the massive body of water that Dylan knew was the Atlantic Ocean. She could get used to waking up to this amazing sight.

Exploring the room further, Dylan headed to a door on the other side of the room. When she pushed it open, she saw a giant bathroom with a huge jetted tub, and a glass shower with sprayers running along one side of the tiled wall and on the ceiling. Every inch of your body would be covered with the pulsating jets without even having to move. It was at this moment Dylan decided to test her theory. Stripping off her sheet, she turned on the water and watched as the jets came to life. Opening the glass door, she stepped into the shower and moaned with ecstasy. In some ways this was better than having an orgasm, but not quite. Taking in the warmth of the spray, she felt a sudden touch. Looking down, she could see Rade’s hand on her breasts as she opened her eyes, making herself aware of his presence.

“Good morning, Sweetness. I hope you slept well,” Rade whispered as he lowered his mouth to her already sensitive neck.

With a soft moan she said, “Undeniably well.”

Rade turn her and captured her mouth with his as he began teasing her bottom lip. Pushing his tongue inside, her soft moan radiated through his body. Playing back and forth with her, he carefully lifted her leg, placing it around his waist so he could gain access to her sweet pussy. With a gentle touch he began caressing and stroking her ass, taking his time to feel the soft firm silkiness of her skin. He knew she was ready for him when his fingers found their way to her slick folds and inside her awaiting pussy. Bringing his fingers to his lips, he took in her juices as he dipped them into his mouth. Rade lifted Dylan’s body from the shower floor and gently pressed her slick body against the tile wall. Taking hold of his cock, he lined it up to her entrance and carefully worked it inside. He would never tire of the tight hold her pussy had on him every time he entered her. Every push brought him to his knees. Her hold on him was so strong that it tested his control over and over to submit to his own release.

Holding on to her with one arm, he lowered his hand down her body until he found her clit. With circular movements, he began teasing her hard nub. Feeling her body jerk, she flooded with her release. He increased his pace with his own release close. Her body was beautiful as he watched her taut breasts ripple to each thrusting movement of his hips. Finding his own release, her voice rang along with his as she hit another climax.

An hour later they were both dressed. Rade in a pair of faded jeans and Dylan in one of his dress shirts, which hung just above her knees. Taking her hand, Rade led her down the stairs and into the massive kitchen. Dylan didn’t get to see much of Rade’s home when she arrived, only because his lips were glued to her the minute the door opened. He did promise he would take her for a tour after they finished breakfast, which was being served on the back patio near the pool.

Dylan couldn’t imagine having the luxuries that Rade had. Growing up, her family wasn’t poor. But sometimes things got tight and she missed out on things. It didn’t matter because she was happy. To have everything you wanted just because you wanted them was crazy, insane, especially with all the unfortunate people in the world.

Opening the back double glass doors to the patio, Dylan was stunned once the patio came into view. It was amazing. The patio was huge, with flagstones everywhere. Even the pool was huge, with a built-in Jacuzzi that could easily accommodate eight people. The thing that caught Dylan’s eye the most was the set of steps leading to the beach. It was a beautiful, like something you would see in a fairy tale. Rade escorted Dylan to the table that was lined buffet style with every dish imaginable. Dylan thought it was a little excessive for just the two of them. A bagel with cream cheese would have been plenty.

Filling her plate with fruit, eggs, bacon, and a slice of toast, Dylan took her place at a table under a canopy in the middle of the patio. There was a carafe of coffee already on the table, along with a champagne flute filled with what looked to be orange juice. When she took a sip, she found it was a Mimosa. The taste was out of this world. The flute was half empty by the time Rade took his place beside her.

Just as he was getting ready to pour her a cup of coffee, she said, “Rade, this is amazing. Do they always serve enough food for an army?”

“I wasn’t sure what you were hungry for, so I had them serve the traditional breakfast dishes,” Rade admitted. “Besides, I promised you a tour. You’re going to need all the energy you can get.”

Dylan just smiled as she continued stuffing her mouth with the delicious food. Unable to finish the last bite, she pushed her plate away from her and said, “I’m stuffed.”

Rade took a sip of his coffee and also moved his plate away from him. “Good. I believe your clothes have arrived. Time to get changed so we can begin our adventure.” Rade was correct, the clothing he requested had arrived for Dylan. There were boxes and more boxes sitting on Rade’s enormous bed that were filled with sundresses, lingerie, shoes, shorts, jeans, tops, everything you would need if you were planning to stay for a month. Dylan decided on a cute floral sundress with matching flip-flops. The last box she opened was filled with different accessories, which included several pairs of sunglasses, headbands, and hair ties. Choosing the white glasses to accentuate her outfit, she headed out of the room and down the stairs. Once at the bottom she could hear Rade’s voice. Walking towards the sound of his voice, she found him in what seemed to be a library, talking on his cell phone.

“Look, Richard, I told you that we need to find another way. I will not involve her in this. What about our other problem? Any word on that?” Rade asked.

Dylan couldn’t hear what Richard was saying on the other end, but she had a pretty good idea that the "she" they were talking about was her. Pushing the door open she stepped into the room. Rade immediately turn his gaze to her. “I’ll call you back later,” Rade said before he hung up.

“What won’t you involve me in, Rade?” Dylan questioned.

“It’s nothing to worry your pretty little head about, Sweetness,” Rade said, pulling Dylan close to him and kissing her on the forehead. “Are you ready for the grand tour?”

Leaving the library, Rade knew he needed to be careful with his conversations, especially when Dylan was nearby. Walking out the patio doors, they headed to the right instead of taking the stairs leading to the beach. Coming to a set of stairs, Dylan couldn’t help but notice the brick path that was shaded by flowers and trees. As they walked further down the path, Dylan saw numerous fountains and iron benches set periodically down the path. It sounded like a rain forest with a trickling stream. The sound was very soothing.

Finally reaching the end of the path at a wide opening, Dylan took in her surroundings as she reveled in the manicured hedges and roses displayed in front of her. In the center of the open space was a gazebo that was covered in crawling ivy and climbing roses. It was absolutely breathtaking. Rade took a hold of her hand and led her up the two steps into the gazebo. There was a swing hanging just to the right, which Rade pulled her down on so she was sitting beside him.

Dylan had never felt more comfortable with Rade than she did at this very moment. Leaning her body into his, she rested her head on his shoulder as his arms draped over her.

“I love this place, Rade. It’s so peaceful and serene,” Dylan confessed.

“I love this place too. I love coming to this very spot to think. Some of my greatest achievements were created from this very spot,” Rade declared.

“How long have you owned it?” Dylan asked.

“I bought it for myself on my twenty-second birthday. I’ve always loved the ocean, and when this place came on the market, I had to have it,” Rade claimed.

“Well, it’s beautiful,” Dylan stated.

“It is, but not as beautiful as you.” Rade looked down at Dylan, shifting slightly as he cupped her face and lowered his lips to hers. He kissed her lightly and delicately, as though she was going break. There is no hurry, only slow, uncomplicated tenderness. Rade broke the kiss, looking deep into Dylan’s eyes.
What was it about this woman that had him going against everything he swore he would never do?
Rubbing his thumb across her swollen lips he whispered, “Who are you, Dylan Adams, and what are you doing to me?” His lips met hers again as he was swept away by her spell.