Chapter 29
Ian
When we arrived back at my apartment, I helped Adalyn out of my car and led her up to the door by the hand, careful not to rush even though I was dying to have her in my bed. To show her just how much I meant it when I said I loved her.
Adalyn clung to my arm, her head resting on my shoulder, her hand stroking up and down my arm in a loving gesture. The sexual tension between us was thick, but the calmness from our declarations of love and having everything finally out in the open relaxed us both enough to make the trip to my apartment door bearable.
After I locked the door behind us, Adalyn took my hand and led us both towards my bedroom. I was happy to let Adalyn set the pace of what was about to happen. She deserved my patience and understanding, and any desire I had to tear her clothes off of her and throw her onto my bed was easily pushed aside. I loved her, I would give her everything. If control was what she needed, she could have it.
We stood there, just looking at each other, for several seconds. I wanted to give Adalyn the chance to speak first, make the first move, letting her know I was handing over the control. Just when I thought the sexual tension might break me, she took a step forward.
“I want to give you the control, Ian,” she said as she pressed her hands to my chest and looked into my eyes. I stared hard into her eyes, wanting to make sure she really meant what she was saying and wasn’t just trying to give me what she thought I needed.
“I mean it, Ian. I trust you. I want this…I want to give myself to you entirely. I’ve never done that before, and the thought of doing that in the past would have been too much. But I’m not scared, Ian. Not even a little. I love you and I want to give you everything, all of me.” She spoke with love in her voice and pleading in her eyes, and I fell in love with her even more in that moment. This woman before me had endured the unspeakable and she had every right to feel the need to have control, yet she was giving it to me. A gift. A gift I would never take for granted.
I slowly pulled her shirt over her head, never breaking eye contact. Next, I undid the button of her jeans and slowly slid them down her thighs, still staring at her, watching for any uncertainty that would tell me we were going too fast. I took a moment to appreciate Adalyn standing in my bedroom in only a pink lacy bra and matching thong. She was the epitome of perfection.
I slipped one hand around her waist and deftly unclasped her bra, watching it slide slowly down her arms and onto the floor. I couldn’t wait any long, so I reached out and caressed her breasts, appreciating the softness of her skin, my cock straining against my zipper as she dropped her head back and let out a small moan.
I took her hand and led her over to the bed and motioned for her to climb in. She sat in the middle of the bed, watching as I removed all of my clothes in the same painstakingly slow process as hers. I had been dreaming of having Adalyn in my bed for months, and even my wildest fantasies never came close to the beauty of her laying on my bed, her eyes dark with lust as she licked her lips slowly.
I climbed onto the bed and hovered over her, raising myself with my forearms and continued to stare into her eyes for several more minutes. I wanted to savor this moment, this night, engrain the memory of how she looked and felt the first time she gave herself to me.
I reached over to one of the bed side tables and opened the drawer, grabbing a condom, but Adalyn placed her hand gently on mine and shook her head. I trusted her completely, and without needing any further assurances, I sat up on my knees and pulled her thong down her legs then tossed it across the room.
“You are so beautiful,” I whispered before giving her a gentle kiss.
“I love you, Ian,” she choked out as I entered her, finally knowing what it felt like to be whole. Adalyn was my present, my future, my everything. As I continued to slowly move in and out of her, feeling her climax approaching, I brushed her hair off of her face and kissed her like it was my last day on earth.
“I love you too, Adalyn.”
I wasn’t sure how long we had been holed up in my apartment. We’d turned our phones off hours ago and the sun had risen and set at least twice. We spent the entire time naked, ordering in take out, watching movies and generally enjoying our time together. Oh yeah, and having lots of sex.
“You should probably turn your phone on. I’m sure people are going crazy trying to reach you, seeing as how you own a business and all,” Adalyn said as she traced the contours of my stomach lightly with her finger.
“If it’s an emergency they know where I live. It’s taken me months to get you naked, and I’m going to keep you that way for as long as I can,” I replied as I kissed her hair and pulled her tighter to my side.
“Well I should probably at least call Stacy. She’s probably freaking out.”
“I sent her and my work an email saying we were together and not to bother us after you fell asleep a few nights ago. I wasn’t going to risk having someone come barging in here, interrupting my naked time with you.”
Adalyn playfully pinched my side and hopped out of bed before I could retaliate. “What was that for?”
“For holding me hostage, apparently. I thought I was a willing participant but I’m starting to think this was all orchestrated,” she teased and she backed herself up towards the door.
I climbed off the bed and started slowly stalking towards her. “Where do you think you’re going, Sunshine? I’m not done with you yet.”
Then she bolted, running out of the door and down the hallway. I caught up to her when she reached the living room and she stood behind the far end of the couch, using it as a shield between us.
“I know you’re not actually trying to escape, Adalyn.”
“How do you know?” Realization dawned on her and she looked down to see she was still naked. I had to admit I was enjoying this game of naked cat and mouse, getting to watch her body bounce in all the right places and she jumped behind different objects in the room to keep distance between us.
“Get over here, Adalyn,” I ordered calmly. When she shook her head, I pounced. She narrowly dodged my attack, but I managed to wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her toward me. We fell back onto the couch, Adalyn on top of me, panting and laughing. Her eyes went dark when she felt my growing arousal against her thigh.
“You are insatiable, Mr. Drake,” Adalyn whispered breathlessly.
“Only when it comes to you, Sunshine. I will never get enough,” I replied softly as I brushed her hair behind her ear so I could look into her eyes. I pulled her into a deep kiss and we spent hours tangled up in each other, too content to bother moving from the couch.
Damn, I loved this woman.