Somewhere in His Arms (2 page)

Chapter Two

Dean pulled up at six-thirty and turned the engine off. As he got out of the car, he paused to admire the house that Lucy grew up in. It couldn’t really be called a house considering the massive size. Walter Havilland had made his fortune in television and when he made his first ten million, he built a twenty-one-room mansion, and the Hollywood elite officially declared him one of their own.

    
A low whistle of admiration escaped his lips as the butler let him in.

    
“Whom shall I say is calling, sir?”

    
“Dr. Rhodes. Boy, this is some place.”

    
“Yes, sir.”

    
The butler showed him to a living room decorated with large overstuffed sofas and chairs in damask and silk. Huge vases filled with fresh flowers sat on every table and along the mantle of a marble fireplace. Expensive artwork hung from the walls, and the floor was covered in elaborately woven Turkish carpets.

    
Dean was definitely impressed and a little envious. He was barely making it on his resident’s salary. It would be years toiling away in that emergency room before he and Lucy could afford this kind of life. He began to wonder if he was in the wrong profession. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn’t hear her enter the room.

    
Vivian stood there watching him. At first, she didn’t recognize the tall young man and was about to fly into a rage when she finally saw it was that doctor Lucy had managed to snag. Not bad. Not bad at all. He was dressed in jeans, and a close fitting t-shirt that displayed his muscular back to perfection with all those rippling muscles. She liked what she saw and wanted to see more.

    
Vivian cleared her throat. “Can I help you?” she asked softly.

    
He turned and she gasped. He was stunning…simply stunning. He was so handsome she could feel her limbs turning to butter. His face was like a roman statue, perfect nose, and a perfect chin. His mouth was full and sensuous. She wondered how it would feel sucking her tits. Vivian sucked in her breath and tried to get a handle on her rising passion.

    
“Hello,” his deep voice curling over her like heat from a fire. “I’m here to pick up a few things for Lucy.”

    
“A few... things?” she repeated dumbly. He was so hot. How’d that little crow manage to snare him? It couldn’t be sex. That little prude had her legs sewn together at the knee. She wondered how long she’d kept him waiting. He must be hungry.
So hungry.
Her eyes closed imagining how he’d feel inside her.

    
“Mrs. Havilland are you okay?” he asked, concerned. “You look a little flushed.”

    
Vivian’s eyes flew open to find him watching her with that doctor’s stare.

She laughed shakily and made a big show of fanning herself. “It’s the heat. The air conditioning is on the fritz.”

     “Oh,” he smiled, relieved. “Can I get them now?”

    
She hadn’t a clue to what he was saying but led him upstairs to Lucy’s room suddenly forgetting how she meant to throw those things away. For the first time in her life she was stunned speechless. Or struck with sudden lust. She couldn’t breathe. All she could do was watch him as he left to get a box and began to gather Lucy’s meager belongings.

    
“Where’s the laptop?”

    
“I beg your pardon?”

    
Dean laughed. “Yes, she wants her father’s laptop.”

    
Vivian was snapped out of her lustful wanderings by that one word.
Laptop
. Walter had purchased a custom- made laptop for his office and wouldn’t let her anywhere near it. It was his baby.

    
She never minded that, having had no interest in computers and the like, but when he let Lucy on his lap to use it for her stupid games and she could hear them laughing together like two cackling hens, that was the last straw. When he died, although he left it to Lucy for school, she hid it away and refused to let her have it. She’d be damned if the little bitch got what was rightfully hers.               

             
Damn Walter anyway!

             
She tossed her gorgeous mane of golden hair over her shoulder and said haughtily,  “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

             
Dean frowned. Lucy rarely spoke about her stepmother. But from what she had told him the woman was difficult. Never mind that the woman was stunning. He’d seen the glossy covers of lingerie catalogs and swimsuit magazines. The tall, tanned goddess took his breath away. Her slender body was draped in a green silk robe that clung to every curve and from what he could tell she wasn’t wearing anything beneath it. Her firm nipples poked through the delicate fabric and gaped a little in front, revealing cleavage only men dream about. Her eyes blazed blue fire and her wide full mouth pursed in disdain.

             
Aside from all that, she was a real bitch.

             
Dean stood up and walked towards her. “You know what I’m talking about and I’m not leaving until I get it. Get it?”

             
Vivian’s amazing eyes narrowed. “Are you threatening me?”

             
Dean smiled tightly but could barely hear for the blood pounding in his brain. Damn her for putting Lucy through this.  He was so angry he wanted to smack her. “It belongs to Lucy. You’ve no right to keep it from her.”

             
“I can do anything I want! He left it to me. It’s mine!
Now take that shit and get out of my house!”

             
“Nice manners. Too bad the face doesn’t match.” He leaned forward. He meant to scare her, but he was so close he could smell her perfume. It was heavy, wild and musky with her arousal. “That’s a nice nose. Did Dr. Rose do that? I recognize his work.”

             
Vivian was so angry she couldn’t speak. How dare he come in here and demand anything! Who the hell did he think he was dealing with? She was breathing heavily; her breasts heaving with each breath. She raised her hand and smacked him so hard he stumbled back.

             
Thinking she’d won, she moved toward him ready to strike again when he lunged at her and caught her arm and pinned it behind her. He yanked her against him to hold her still.

             
Dean soon realized his mistake. He’d meant to calm her down, but every inch of that perfect body was pressed against his. They stood motionless for a moment, their angry breaths fanning the other’s face. He closed his eyes for a moment savoring the feel of soft ripe breasts heaving against his chest. Her robe had opened in the struggle and her hard little nipples were burning a hole through his shirt. His breath was sucked from him. He couldn’t think as his mouth swooped down and devoured her luscious lips.

             
Vivian whimpered. He felt so good. His body was hard against hers and his heart pounded against her chest. He wanted her. They always did. He freed her arms and she wrapped them around him tight. She gasped as his crushed her against him. His tongue plunged in and raped her mouth in savage strokes. Oh, yes he was hungry. Waves of molten fire coursed down her body as his skillful tongue fenced with hers. She slid her own tongue into his mouth savoring the taste of him and arched her back as his tongue devoured her slender throat to her breasts. Crying out with need, his hungry mouth ravaged the swollen mounds. His tongue hard and rough, tugged her nipples between his teeth as her hands twined in his hair.

             
“Oh, yeah,” she moaned. “Suck me hard.”

             
Groaning, Dean slid his hands under her robe and thrust his hand between her slender thighs. His fingers found her sopping wet. He plunged in between the smooth lips and stroked furiously. She arched her hips against his fingers, howling like a cat in heat. She was ready for him. His hands slid further and cupped her taut little ass in his hands. He squeezed the firm flesh and slid a knee between her thighs pulling her up hard against his erection. They gasped into each other’s mouths, and he moved her towards the bed.

             
She let the robe slide off revealing the perfectly honed body that sent men begging on their knees and fell back onto the quilt, pulling him down with her. Dean sank his tongue into her hot mouth and growled with pleasure at the feel of those scrumptious breasts in his hands. He massaged the swollen globes and slid his hands over the taut belly and down to her beckoning heat. He cried out at the feel of her hot wet cunt as it pulsed beneath his fingers and found the hard little nub beneath its hood and worked it furiously. She moaned as excruciating pleasure tore through her body and gripped his powerful shoulders, nearly dying when his fingers plunged into the throbbing flesh. 

             
Vivian wanted him inside her…
now.
She pulled him down to her and their mouths ground against each other nipping and tugging with such violence that their teeth drew blood. She ripped off the t-shirt and fumbled with his jeans. Her greedy hands cupped his bulging cock straining through the thick fabric aching to be freed from its confines.

             
He groaned and his hands covered hers and she helped him with the zipper and pushed down his jeans and briefs. His dick sprang out at her, long and thick. She whimpered at the sight of it. Dean cried out in anticipation and lowered his hips between her thighs, starving for hot pussy. Her hands slid between his tight ass cheeks and she spread her thighs like a whore, arching her slender hips and shrieking as his scalding cock began to penetrate her tight flesh.

             
“Yes!” she screamed as the thick shaft impaled her aching flesh, stretching the slick walls wide. Vivian winced as his fat cock packed her to the brim; it had been a long time and she was tight. And he was so fucking big; just what she’d been craving. She wrapped her long legs around his narrow hips and howled as he began to fuck her
hard
, his hips pounding brutally against hers. “Yes, yes, yes,” she hissed with each savage stroke.              

             
“Ahh,” he breathed as he fucked this incredible woman. Dean couldn’t think. All he could feel was her hot cunt as it sucked on his dick. She was so tight, so delightfully hot and tight. His eyes squeezed shut while he rode her with such violence the headboard slammed into the wall. He was coming and arched his back against the delicious torment roiling in his belly.  “Shit! Oh shit!” he gasped in shock as his impending orgasm threatened to kill him.

              “Your dick is so fucking big,” she moaned while he grunted over her with the exertion of shoving that beautifully thick cock in and out of her narrow cunt. “I’m coming!”

             
Vivian dug her nails into his back. Shrieking with each excruciating lunge, her hands slid to his pounding ass forcing him deeper into her eager pussy. Wave after wave of molten pleasure swept through her as his meaty cock ravaged her aching flesh. Panting, covered in sweat, her head snapped back as she came. Her vagina convulsed painfully along with the rest of her body and her screams mingled with his.              

             
His eyes winced shut as his body was consumed in a flood of tormenting ecstasy, and he collapsed on her shouting his release.   

             
They were both motionless as they lay in the storm’s aftermath. Vivian reveled in his body on hers. She couldn’t remember the last time she came like that. He hadn’t withdrawn and she wiggled her hips, savoring the thick feel of him filling her satisfied pussy.

             
For his part, Dean was in a state of shock. That had been the most amazing sex he’d ever had.

             
But
Lucy...
What had he done?

             
He was about to withdraw when he felt her moving beneath him. His eyes closed. Not again. He swelled thickly within her and couldn’t stop.

             
Dean’s hungry mouth took hers again, his tongue sliding across her cheek and into her ear. Vivian’s lovely head arched back and her mouth parted with her moans. Her nails bit into the soft flesh of his back and lower to grip his ass. She lifted her shapely thighs over his hips and gasped in delight as he sank deeper, stretching her wide. His velvety tongue scrubbed her nipples raw, but suddenly Vivian was whimpering in protest as he pulled out.

             
   She nipped at him in anger and punched him on his chest and arms. “I want more!” she demanded and tried to wrap her lithe limbs around him. He caught her fists and held her down with his muscular body. Laughing down at her, he paused to admire this reckless beauty.