I Heart You Page 5
Rachel had to bite the inside of her cheek so she wouldn't laugh. She knew she had him.
"Take off your skirt,” he commanded in a throaty voice.
She stood up and took her time lowering the zipper. At last, the material pooled at her feet, revealing the black garter belt with seamed stockings that she wore.
"Show me what's in the bag."
The shopping bag beckoned her, and her knees were weak at the thought of using her new toys while he captured the moment on camera. Her heart in her throat, she reached in and pulled out a purple silicone vibrator and held it out for him to see. Rachel's mouth went dry at Lucian's instant reaction to the sleek curves, knowing that in a moment she would feel those same swirls and bumps where they counted the most.
Lucian cleared his throat, and he was fully erect inside his jeans. She was proud that she inspired that response, and she winked at him. He smiled at her and spoke. “What else do you have in there, naughty girl?"
Rachel pulled out a pair of vibrating nipple clamps along with a bottle of lubricant, and he gasped with arousal. Her shyness melted away, and she boldly held his gaze as she let the empty bag slip from her fingers. Her dark eyes challenged him.
"I have one more surprise for you, sexy. Are you man enough to handle it?"
He laughed out loud. “Show me what you've got, Malone."
She adjusted her stance and slid her fingers over the sheer black lace of her thong, pausing to circle her clit through the fabric. Rachel jerked at the contact, turned on beyond belief by the show she was putting on for him. The look of sexual heat on Lucian's face gave her all the encouragement she needed to continue. She peeled the underwear away from her body to expose her pubic hair, which she had trimmed into the shape of a heart.
Lucian groaned, swallowing hard before speaking. “Great surprise, baby..."
Rachel laughed, her eyes hinting at pleasures to come. “No, that wasn't it."
She stepped out of her panties and tossed them to him. He raised the soaked cloth to his nose and inhaled her woman's scent, looking at her with lust in his eyes. Licking her lips in response, she turned her back to him and bent over at the waist.
"Christ!"
He rushed to her, and she giggled when his hands trembled against her ass. He spread the cheeks apart, almost forgetting to breathe when he took in the sight of the large butt plug situated between the round globes. His breathing was harsh as he rubbed her dripping pussy with his calloused fingers.
"You were wearing this the whole time we were out?"
Her hair covered her face as she held her position. “Uh huh. The entire time we spent at the museum, and even before that ... ohh ... during my business meeting ... yes, baby..."
Lucian had slipped two thick fingers inside her from behind, and he pumped her slowly.
"On your knees."
Rachel knelt on the mattress, relinquishing control to him. She knew he would bring her incredible pleasure, and she relaxed against the satin sheet. Lucian reached for the vibrator, switching it on and lightly rubbing the shaft against her opening to drench it with her juices. “Do you like it?"
Face down, she thrashed on the floor, lost in sensation. “Yes, Lucian. Oh, yes..."
"Damn, you're sexy,” he growled before slipping the toy inside. She clenched her muscles hard around the intruder, and he gently rotated it to increase her enjoyment.
Her hips bucked as her slender fingers went to her throbbing clit, teasing it as the vibrations shook her to the core. Rachel pressed her face into the satin below, relieved by the coolness of it against her flushed skin. Lucian pulled away from her, and she knew without looking that he was stripping off his clothes. The sounds of Lucian unclasping his belt and lowering his zipper rang in her ears, and the temperature rose higher between her legs. When he returned, his naked cock pulsed against the inside of her thigh and she wanted it anywhere he wanted to stick it.
Lucian turned up the intensity dial, and wild moans erupted from Rachel's throat. Her hands fisted in the sheet as she climbed higher, and she could barely breathe from the approaching orgasm. His free hand snaked around her chest to pull at the laces of her corset, releasing her breasts from their confinement. He reached inside and pinched her stiff nipples, which sent a powerful surge from them to her already inflamed pussy. Overwhelmed, she threw her head back. “God! It's so good..."
Rachel exploded with a throaty scream, her insides churning from the dual invasion. She bit the sheet, circling her hips to get the most from her climax. The toys were no longer enough for her. She wanted her man, craved his hard and hot cock so deep inside that she could feel him in the back of her throat. “Fuck me, Lucian. Oh God, fuck me!"
He leaned over her and kissed her shoulder blade, his tongue darting out to taste her skin. “How badly do you want it, babe? You want my dick? Tell me what you need."
The vibrator still buzzed inside her, and she shrieked as another orgasm devastated her senses. She turned her head and sucked his fingers into her mouth, tasting herself on them. Letting them go, she allowed herself to voice her desires.
"I need you, Lucian! Right now. I want you to pound my pussy until I come around your cock, and then I want you to fuck my ass until I scream for mercy ... ohh, fuck!"
Watching her come for the third time, Lucian made a sound like a wounded animal and carefully removed the vibrator from her depths. He looked at the glistening trail of wetness between her thighs, and he couldn't wait to bury himself inside her.
Lucian dropped the toy and admired the way her firm ass looked as it hovered in the air. He reached out and rubbed it as he positioned himself behind her. His silver eyes focused on the butt plug that she still wore, and his entire body shuddered at the thought of taking her that way. He would do it soon, but first he needed to feel her sweet pussy around him.
He grabbed the base of his cock and used the head to tease her. She jumped at the feel of him, briefly looking at him over her shoulder before returning her head to the mattress.
"Please don't tease me, baby. I need you now."
A devilish smile shaped his sensual mouth. “If you insist."
He slid his cock into her with one smooth thrust, and Rachel sighed with relief. He began to fuck her slowly, but she let him know with her body that he needed to pick up the pace. He grunted into her ear, his lips tracing the sensitive lobe. “You're so tight, so wet..."
Rachel moved her hips with him, giving as good as she got. “It's all for you, Lucian."
Her passionate words unleashed the beast in him, and it took all his control to keep from releasing inside her. He rained kisses on her shoulders and back, wanting to caress every inch of skin he could reach. She squeezed him deep inside, and he gently bit the nape of her neck as she stiffened in his arms. “Oh, baby ... I'm coming again..."
Lucian smiled and savored the sounds of fulfillment she made. He followed her body's rhythm, and he waited until her tremors stopped before slipping out of her. Rachel looked at him over her shoulder, her expression confused. “What are you doing?"
He knelt on the mattress behind her, his eyes dark with need. “Do you trust me?"
She glanced down to see his hand on the bottle of lubricant, and she smiled at her lover. “Completely."
He flipped open the top and drizzled the cool liquid into his other hand. “I want you to place your upper body against the mattress, and hold open your ass for me."
Rachel lowered her chest to the floor, her hands shaking as she moved to spread apart her cheeks. A part of her mind couldn't believe she was about to let Lucian fuck her in the ass. Despite the fact that she often wrote scenes in her books which featured anal sex, in real life she had never gone that route with a man. It had taken a lot of courage for her to buy the butt plug in the first place, and even more to wear it throughout the day. His slick fingers circled the plug's flange, and she released a shaky breath. It was the moment of truth. She relaxed her muscles, allowing him to safely remove the toy.
Silent, she nodded her head. She guessed it wasn't a good enough answer for him, because his dry hand closed on her shoulder. “Hey, I'm serious. The moment you want to stop, let me know and I'll back off. Okay? I don't want to hurt you."
Licking her lips, she raised her head and met his eyes. “I'll tell you. I want this."
With Rachel's eyes on him, he leaned back and opened his lubricated hand. He took his other hand and dipped two fingers into the clear gel, swirling them around like a paintbrush on an artist's palette. She sighed and rested her head on her arms, waiting for the first touch. His fingers made contact with her skin, and she gasped as he spread the lube first on the outside of her asshole before slipping a fingertip inside.
She released a broken moan. Her body jerked beneath him, but not from pain. His digital exploration of her most secret place drove her into a frenzy and she wanted more. Not trusting herself with words at that point, she arched her back to demonstrate her need.
Lucian got the message, and he slid the single finger deeper inside. He wiggled it around, and she groaned into the mattress. She reached out an arm, searching blindly for the other toy she'd brought. She found the nipple clamps, and she brought them closer as she unlaced her corset the rest of the way. “Another finger, please."
He inserted a second finger and moved them together as she secured the clamps, yelping from the brief pain. The sound only made him want her more. His strong hand still working on her ass, he whispered in her ear. “God, you excite me."
She turned the dial on the clamps and closed her eyes as her nipples buzzed. “Prove it."
His fingers left her, and she waited as he took a tissue and condom from his discarded jeans. After cleaning off the lubricant, he returned to her. Rachel picked up the vibrator, giving him a seductive look over her shoulder. Slipping on the condom, Lucian positioned his cock at her asshole. He grabbed her hips before slowly thrusting forward.
"Relax, baby. Take deep breaths ... you feel amazing."
Her breathing shallow, she focused on the intense pleasure building inside her body. She pumped the thick vibrator inside her pussy, and the combination of it and the anal penetration was almost her undoing. After a long moment, Lucian's dick bottomed out inside her ass and she moved the toy faster against her g-spot. Her nipples were still held prisoner by the clamps, and she loved every minute of what was happening to her.
Tossing her head back, she shouted out to Lucian as she fought the orgasmic wave.
"Fuck me hard, baby! I'm so close..."
Lucian didn't need to be told twice, and he pistoned his cock in and out of her rosebud in an attempt to catch up. She was so hot and tight inside, and he knew he wouldn't last long. Rachel's screams intensified, making him even more aroused. Gritting his teeth, he moved faster within her and didn't let up until he was sure he had her complete surrender.
Rachel's eyes watered from the overload of stimulation, and she tore at the satin sheet with her nails as the ultimate climax ripped through her. Behind her, Lucian's powerful body froze and his hands clutched her hips before he released a loud groan of satisfaction. Rachel's legs trembled as she carefully removed the vibrator from her depths, followed by the clamps.
Gently, Lucian pulled out of her body and collapsed to the side. As soon as he hit the mattress, he threw an arm over his eyes and laughed like a madman. Both startled and a little hurt, Rachel elbowed him in the side as she relaxed beside him. “What's so damn funny?"
He turned his head towards her, his expression amused. “We never got to the taking pictures part."
Rachel smiled, relieved that he wasn't mocking their lovemaking. “Yeah. We got a little sidetracked, didn't we?"
His eyes were bright as he reached for her. “Well, there's always next time."
She settled into his arms with a slight yawn, content from head to toe. “True, very true."
Chapter Seven
The package was almost ready, and he was giddy at the thought of his lady love's reaction when she opened the box. His Valentine's surprise would definitely be something to remember, and he had put a lot of planning into making it so. He stared at the cardboard box that sat on his kitchen table, trying to calm his pounding heart.
Damn, he thought to himself. It's as if I've never gotten a woman a gift before.
But it was a completely different experience, he knew. Before, he'd been married and knew the drill. He'd done the flowers and chocolate thing, but this ... this was special. Rachel was unlike any woman he'd courted before, and today she would receive a true token of his esteem. He couldn't wait to see her reaction.
After checking to make sure his latex gloves were secure, the man in black scrawled the mailing address on the outside flap before sealing the box. He smiled at the treasure within. “Don't let me down, pretty thing. It's time to make her smile."
* * * *
February 13
Rachel sighed with disappointment as she spoke on the phone with Lucian. “I wish you didn't have to fly to Mexico today. The timing's terrible."
She heard the sound of engines roaring in the background as he tried to talk over them. “I'm sorry, Rach. I'm hoping that it will be a quick job. I'll arrive in Veracruz, do the shoot, and I'll be out with the first available flight tomorrow."
Warmth enveloped her at the determination she heard in his voice. “You'd better be, Mr. Drake. I'd hate for you to miss out on the special evening I have planned for us. Dinner, dessert, special lingerie from Victoria's Secret..."
"Tell me more."
Her laughter echoed in her empty apartment. “Don't you have a plane to catch?"
"Tease.” His voice hinted that he would make her pay for it, and she couldn't wait.
"I'll see you when you get back, love. Be safe."
"Bye."
Rachel hung up the phone and returned her attention to her laptop, where she had begun writing the sequel to Love's Captive. She was stuck on the first paragraph, frustrated by staring at a mostly blank screen.
The phone rang a moment later. Thank God! A distraction.
"Hello?” There was no answer, followed by a sharp click. Rachel returned the phone to its cradle, her brow furrowed in confusion as she returned to writing.
Twenty minutes passed, and she was finally gaining some headway when the phone rang again. Still immersed in her fictional world, she reached for the phone to answer it. “Hello?"
Again, there was no answer, but the person on the other end didn't disconnect like before. The lengthy silence taunted her, and Rachel's stomach dropped.
"Who is this?” Her voice was barely above a whisper.
Click.
She hung up the phone and stared at it like it was a coiled snake ready to strike. She released a shuddering breath, her mind reeling as she tried to make sense of what happened.
Rachel left her chair and went to the bedroom. She looked around for the purse she had used on Friday night, her thoughts still on the calls and her growing uneasiness.
I've got to be overreacting here. There's no way that anyone could have gotten my number. It's unlisted, and I rarely give it out. The last time was...
The last person she gave her number to had been Lucian. A chill ripped through her at the thought, and she shook her head as if she could get rid of it that way.
No, it can't be him. There has to be some other explanation.
She glanced at Detective Petersen's card in her hand, holding it tightly as she returned to her home office. The phone rang for the third time, and Rachel stopped in her tracks at the realization that this was no coincidence. The invasion of her privacy made her blood boil with rage.
Gritting her teeth, she picked up the phone again. “Listen, asshole..."
The stalker's voice was just as she had remembered it, like the Devil incarnate. “Prepare to die, whore. There's nothing you can do to stop what's coming. Nada..."
"Why
are you doing this to me?"
"Because I can! You will get exactly what you deserve. Talk to you soon...” Click.
She slammed the phone down with a loud cry of anger, wanting to throw the whole thing out the window. After she took several breaths, Rachel dialed Detective Petersen's number and waited.
* * * *
The police had sent an escort to accompany her to the station. When she asked why she had to visit them instead of the other way around, the detective evaded the issue.
Rachel had been frightened out of her wits when she first entered Petersen's office, but after talking with him for an hour, she allowed herself to believe that the police would catch the bastard responsible. Overwhelmed by what had happened, she wept, wishing that Lucian was there to hold her.
Petersen held out a box of tissues, and she took them with a watery smile of thanks. He waited until she was finished crying before he spoke. “We've managed to trace the phone calls to a pay phone about four blocks from your apartment."
Her head shot up in terror. “So close?"
He nodded grimly. “I'm afraid so. That's why I insisted on sending an escort for your own safety, and I didn't want to go into details over the phone and frighten you before we could meet face to face. When we're done here, an officer and I will accompany you back so you can grab some stuff. Do you have somewhere to go?"
The first place that sprung to mind was Lucian's apartment, but she didn't have a key. Rachel shook her head, fumbling with the gold heart around her neck. “Not really. I'll find a hotel."
The detective leaned forward, scrutinizing her. “You mentioned that the last person you gave your number to was Lucian Drake, correct?"
She nodded, remembering the policeman's earlier suspicion of Lucian. “Yes, but it couldn't have been him. The man's voice was different. Besides, I'm involved with Lucian. He wouldn't do anything like that to me. He's in Mexico for the day, anyway."
Petersen picked up a manila folder from his desk, his face unreadable as he held it out for her to take. “There's something you should know, Ms. Malone."