Undercover Obsession (22 page)

His cock slid into her in one smooth stroke,
stretched her as much as Brody’s had and as he set up a rhythm of
well-aimed thrusts, she felt flaming need once again consume her.
Lifting her head, she spotted a boat anchored in the lake, close
enough to see what they were doing, and instead of shying away from
the exposure, she found it only increased her excitement. Her body
shook with the force of his thrusts, making her tighten her hands
around the rail and lower her head back down to brace against the
onslaught.

Ian’s harsh breathing matched her own as her
pussy started to tighten around his cock, the slap of their hips
pounding together mingling with their gasps. When he released his
tight hold on her hips, slid his hands under her loose top to cup
her dangling breasts, he never let up on his smooth strokes. He was
rough as he kneaded the soft mounds of her breasts and pinched the
hard tips, his wide, hard chest covering her back as he lay over
her. The onslaught proved to be too much and Piper finally let go,
let the pleasure take over and sweep her insecurities and cares
away for a brief moment. Her inner walls clamped around him
spasmodically as her keening cry echoed across the wide watery
expanse.

“Again,” he demanded as she convulsed around
him, thinking Brody was an idiot for turning her away. “If we’re
going to do this, we’re going to do it right.” As another orgasm
soaked his cock, Ian couldn’t hold back any longer if his life
depended on it. As soon as those silken walls started clutching at
his rigid length, his balls tightened and his own orgasm spewed
into the latex as he managed to keep up with his jackhammer
thrusts, nothing but their hips slamming together as his body lay
prone over hers. By the time his mind cleared and he was reduced to
slow, shallow dips, he reluctantly pulled back, releasing her full
breasts with a sigh and straightening back up. Running his palms
over her still pink buttocks, he waited until the last of her small
contractions ceased then pulled out of her and helped her to
stand.

Her face was bright red, her chest heaving as
he bent and pulled up her shorts before kissing her very lightly on
her lips. “On second thought, sweetheart, feel free to defy me
whenever you want. I like how you take your punishment.”

His easy, nonchalant attitude relaxed her and
Piper found it easy to return his grin. “How about you catch
whoever is tormenting me and then we won’t have to worry about me
defying either of you.”

Swinging an arm companionably around her
shoulders, he steered her back towards her cabin. “Take away all my
fun, why don’t you.”

Piper’s good mood slowly slipped away as she
showered, and she couldn’t figure out why she wasn’t in her happy
place after having her happy button pushed so effectively like she
had been yesterday after sex with Brody. The sex had been great, as
good as it had been on Brody’s car, and she had gotten off on the
exhibitionism. Why then, did she recall thinking of Brody while Ian
was giving her such pleasure, wishing it was Brody behind her,
taking her with such forceful possession she couldn’t help but
respond. Her orgasm had been as body enveloping as the one Brody
had driven her to yesterday, and really, one cock was as good as
another, wasn’t it? Cole had always managed to get her off without
the added foreplay of spanking her ass, and she didn’t have any
complaints about their sex life. Or she hadn’t until Brody popped
back into her life.

As she dried off and dressed, Piper was
beginning to think all her posturing about wanting just sex from
Brody was a smokescreen for craving more. Guilt spread through her
at her behavior. Her actions today had been unlike her, going from
one man one day to another the next. She didn’t worry about Brody’s
reaction to her fucking Ian, after all, he had made it clear he
didn’t want anything else from her. Why then was she feeling so
discontent?

Damn them, she swore as she slipped on her
tennis shoes and went downstairs. She needed a beer, maybe several,
and her best friend to vent to. After gathering up the few items
she had managed to finish to replace the ones destroyed earlier in
Haley’s shop, Piper found Ian sitting outside on the small bench
that she couldn’t look at again without remembering the pain and
pleasure they had both subjected her to on it.

“I’m going into Hope. Are you coming?” she
asked without preamble.

“I go where you go, so I guess that means I’m
coming.” Ian tossed his empty bottle into her recycle bin and fell
into step with her as they headed towards the trail that led to
town. While he enjoyed the scenery on this trek and the
friendliness of both tourists and residents they waved to along the
way, he found the silence of the woods creepy and Piper’s silence
worrisome. “Are you okay?” he finally asked after ten minutes of
hearing nothing from her, not even mumbling.

“I’m fine. Why?” Piper had no experience with
casual sex, no experience with sex with men she barely knew, and
was at a loss at how to act. Her and Cole had been friends before
lovers and by the time they slept together, she was comfortable
with both him and their on again/off again relationship. It had
worked for both of them until now. Her only prior one night stand
had been with Brody and he had left the next morning, leaving no
time for awkwardness. Now, all she could think about was Brody,
even after the awesome sex with Ian.

“I just want to make sure you don’t regret
what happened earlier, because I sure as hell don’t.” Ian stopped
to hold a hanging tree limb up for her, his eyes meeting hers with
open honesty.

Piper stopped and looked up at him. “It was
just sex, right? Why wouldn’t I be okay?”

“Maybe because you’d rather it had been Brody
fucking you again? Relax,” he said with a smile when she couldn’t
cover her start of guilt, “I don’t have a problem standing in for
him. He might, though.”

Piper frowned at him. “Brody won’t care
because Brody doesn’t want me.” Turning from him, she started
walking again.

“Oh he wants you, make no mistake about
that,” he said as he fell into step with her again. “The problem
is, he wants more from you than sex. If it was just lust he was
feeling where you’re concerned, he would’ve been upstairs in your
bed with you since we got here and would say good-bye with no
regrets when we leave. Now, me, on the other hand, I’m perfectly
good with just sex from you or anyone else who’s willing.”

Piper thought he was just being nice and
didn’t believe Brody was interested in her on a personal level, so
she ignored that comment and teased him about the last. “Yet you
haven’t been in my bed either.”

“Trust me, sweetheart, if Brody hadn’t put
the brakes on, I would’ve been.”

However, as they entered Haley’s shop a few
minutes later and Ian’s cock had an instant, hardening reaction to
seeing her again, he was beginning to doubt his own words. He had
never reacted so strongly to a woman before and since he had the
same reaction every time he saw her, he found it unsettling,
especially coming so swiftly after having sex with someone else. He
should be satisfied for now, but seeing Haley’s blue eyes shy away
from him, her slender body tense with a combination of discomfort
and attraction, he was anything but. It was irritating to discover
that the more he was around her, the more he wanted to know about
her past and who had given her cause to live her life in fearful
caution.

“Hi,” she greeted them, her questioning eyes
moving from Piper’s piqued look to Ian before shifting away from
his intense stare. “You sounded upset on the phone. Is everything
all right?” she asked Piper as she set her backpack on the
counter.

“Yes, sorry. I just need to unwind from the
stress of the past few days. Can you get away for lunch at
Rowdy’s?”

“They serve food there? Real food?” Ian’s
mood brightened considerably at the thought.

“Just cold sandwiches from the diner, but
they’re good. What’d you bring me?” Haley picked up a pair of black
satin boy shorts trimmed in pink lace that Piper had pulled out of
her bag.

“That has a matching camisole,” Piper said as
she pulled the top out and held it up. “I thought it’d work for
sleeping in or under clothes. What do you think?”

“I think it would be wasted under clothes,”
Ian commented as he leaned his arms on the counter and smiled when
Haley blushed crimson. “It’s much better suited for bed. It looks
about your size.” Ian couldn’t help but needle her, she looked so
flustered whenever she was around him and even more so with a
counter top piled with sexy lingerie between them.

Haley despised her telltale blushing as well
as the lack of courage to pursue what she finally wanted again
after so long. Sex with Ian would be hard and fast and she was
beginning to suspect mind blowing, nothing like sex with her
oh-so-proper ex. If she could ever get up the nerve to take him up
on the interest she saw when he looked at her, she knew she
wouldn’t be disappointed. And the best part was that he would be
leaving and wouldn’t expect anything from her except sex.
Unfortunately, her cowardice won out over her newly awakened libido
every time he came around and she doubted if he’d be in town long
enough for her to overcome it.

“I can close for lunch after we get these
things displayed,” she told Piper, ignoring Ian and his
comment.

“Coward.” Ian winked at her then went to
stand at the front window while they worked. He had no trouble
picturing Haley in that sexy number, or in nothing at all or
imagining how her slender thighs would feel wrapped around him, the
softness of her small breasts against his chest or the tightness of
her pussy as she gripped him. Not. Going. To. Happen. He kept
repeating that litany until they were ready to walk down to the
bar, which, thankfully, wasn’t too long.

Piper loved the close, homey feel of
strolling down Main Street, waving at the people she knew, saying
hello to friendly strangers who were nice enough to spend their
vacation dollars in Hope. The Fourth of July always brought an
influx of tourists and since it was only two days away, the town
was bustling with activity and visitors. She couldn’t help
wondering, however, if one of these tourists was the one
responsible for her recent troubles and, more importantly, why. For
the first time, she was grateful to have one of the guys with her.
From the look on Haley’s face, however, she surmised her friend
wasn’t as grateful as she was. By the time they walked from Haley’s
shop at the far end of the street to Rowdy’s at the other end, the
tension between the two was almost as thick and impenetrable as
that between her and Brody on occasion.

Ian held the door for them, nodded at Crack
who was, as always, behind the bar in the darkened club. Pointing
across the street at the sheriff’s office where he saw Brody’s car
was still parked, he stated, “Be right back.”

“Got it covered,” Crack answered as Piper and
Haley took seats in front of him. “What’s wrong?” he asked them
point blank, knowing them both well enough to see something was
bothering them.

Piper smiled, loving the feeling that she
couldn’t get anything by the gruff, tough looking ex-biker who had
a soft heart. Her guilt over fucking Ian had increased when she saw
Haley’s reaction to seeing him again. Her friend had led an
isolated life from men for as long as she had known her and now
that she was showing an interest in one, what does she do? Knowing
none of them were in a relationship did nothing to ease her
conscience and Piper knew she was going to have to come clean, but
not until she had a few beers.

“Just worry over who has a grudge against me.
Did you hear about my tires?”

“Yes, as well as the way you took off without
your bodyguards. What the hell were you two thinking?” His glare
included both of them.

“Can you yell at me later and just give me a
beer and veggie sub please?”

Crack never could resist either of them when
they were batting their pretty eyes and cajoling him into quit
nagging them. Heaving a sigh, he asked Haley, “What do you want,
hon?”

“An Italian sub and iced tea, please. I have
to go back to work.”

“Let’s get a booth.” Piper hopped off her
stool and settled in a booth in the corner. The bar was crowded
since it was lunch time and she was lucky there was one
available.

“Okay, give. What happened yesterday when
Brody took you home? He looked really pissed.”

Piper spilled everything quickly, sex with
Brody, his rejection last night and the way she had taunted Ian
then fucked him today. “I think now, that I wanted to push Brody
into fucking me again yesterday and when he turned from me
afterwards, I taunted Ian today in retribution. God,” she moaned,
throwing her head down on her folded arms on the table. “I’m sorry,
Haley. I’m such a slut!”

“Why do you think you’re a slut?” Crack asked
furiously as he set their food and drinks down.

Haley laughed when Piper jerked her head up,
her eyes wide, her face a bright red. “This is girl talk, Crack. Go
away.”

“Are Ian and Brody giving you a hard time?”
he questioned, the double innuendo purposely implied, his scowl
that of an over protective friend.

Both Haley and Piper burst out laughing while
shooing him away. When their giggles stopped, Haley looked at Piper
with a frown. “Why on earth would you think I blamed you for having
great sex with two really hot guys? I mean really, Piper, those two
men are walking orgasms. I’d think you’re crazy if you didn’t take
advantage of the situation. Besides, I know how you’ve pined for
Brody all these years.”

Piper closed her eyes in relief and swallowed
half her beer before she answered her. “I did not pine for that
jerk. I’m in a relationship, aren’t I?”