When I Lie with You (A Millionaire's Love 2) - Page 33/63

She gasped, and I knew in that moment that I had her. She could never resist me, just like I could never resist her. My fingers made their way down to the area that she told me constantly ached for me. Feeling how wet she already was turned me on even more. As my tongue began to explore her neck, she reached behind and stroked my hard c**k through the fabric of my pants. My finger made its way inside her, causing her to let out a sexy moan. As I turned her around, I passionately kissed her lips before they trailed down to her br**sts, torso, and then finally her pu**y. She brought her leg up over my shoulder as I had a tight grip on her hips. She ran her fingers through my hair as her body tightened and she yelled my name. Her legs shook as she came. I stood up, tore off my shirt, and took down my pants as fast as I could. There was no waiting. I wanted her and I needed her now. I kissed her lips as I led her to the bed. After I laid her on her stomach, I took her from behind. I clutched her tight beautiful ass as I thrust in and out of her rapidly. I could feel her swelling again and preparing to come.

“Come again, sweetheart. I need you to come one more time for me.”

“Please don’t stop, baby. I’m so close.”

Her moans grew louder and I felt her coming. I gave one final thrust as the buildup in me released and pure bliss took over. As I collapsed on top of her, I reached under her and softly held her br**sts while we tried to catch our breath.

“I love you,” I whispered and kissed the side of her face.

“I love you too. More than you’ll ever know.”

While I was in the shower, Rory was putting on her makeup.

“How did lunch go with my dad?” I asked.

“It was nice. I think he really likes me now,” she replied.

“I know he likes you, Rory. What did you talk about?”

“Nothing much. Just small talk.”

“About what?” I asked as I turned off the water and slid the glass door open.

“He was just asking me about my childhood.”

She was lying and I knew it. I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked over to her, wrapping my arms around her waist and looking straight at her through the mirror.

“You would never lie to me, right?” I asked.

“Of course not, Ian,” she said with nervousness. She stared at me and I could see the sadness in her eyes. She turned around, looked at me, and then started to walk away. “I’m sorry, I can’t do this.”

“Do what, Rory?”

“Lie to you. I can’t. I love you too much to lie to you,” she said as she turned around and looked at me. “Ian, your dad is really sick.”

I cocked my head as I looked at her from across the bathroom. “What? What do you mean?”

“He told me not to tell you because he’s going to tell you when he has everything in order. He has stage four pancreatic cancer and it spread. I’m so sorry.”

I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her. “I already know, sweetheart.”

She pushed back. “What? How?”

“I just found out a couple of days ago. He’d been acting strange lately and he wasn’t looking well, so I had someone find out what was going on.” I put my hands on her face. “Thank you for telling me the truth when I asked you. You have no idea how much that meant to me,” I said as I kissed her warm lips.

She broke our kiss and looked at me with knitted eyebrows. “What the f**k, Ian? You knew and you didn’t even bother to share it with me?”

“Sweetheart, listen to me. I just found out the night he came over. I was going to tell you about it that night, but I saw the look on your face when you picked up the piece of paper from the floor.”

“You saw that?”

“Yes. I was on my way back into the room and I saw his reaction when you went to pick it up. Then, when he asked you to lunch, I found it odd and that was when I suspected he was going to tell you.”

“So basically, you waited to see if I’d lie to you or not?” she asked with an attitude.

“No, not really. But I did want to see if you’d tell me.”

Rory sighed and walked to the bedroom. “You really suck, Ian.”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart.”

“Do you have any idea how much it’s bothered me all day that your father put me in that position?”

I walked over to her and grabbed both her hands. “I’m sure it did bother you and he was wrong, but I’m so proud of you for telling me. I love you so much, Rory,” I said as I pulled her into me.

“I love you too. You’re not going to say anything to him, are you?”

“No. I’m just going to pretend I know nothing. I’m really upset about it. But we can talk about it later. We need to finish getting ready for the club.”

Rory

We met Andrew, Adalynn, and Daniel at the club. Andrew wanted to pick us up, but Ian told him that we’d all meet up there. We walked inside and, instantly, Andrew flagged us down. Ian had a tight grip on my hand as he led us to a booth.

“Hi, darling. You look amazing!” Adalynn said as she gave me a hug.

“So do you.” I smiled.

Andrew leaned over and gave me a light kiss on the cheek. “You look nice, Rory.”

I forced a small smile to amuse him as I said thank you. I said hello to Daniel with a kiss and we all sat down. Ian put his arm around me. It was almost as if he was letting everyone know I was his. He wasn’t thrilled with the short dress I was wearing. We, or should I say he, had a discussion about it before we left the house. Naturally, I won and he didn’t say another word about it. The music was loud and people were everywhere. Andrew ordered appetizers and had a round of drinks brought to the table every thirty minutes.

“Come on; let’s go dance!” Adalynn said with a grin.

“Do you want to come?” I asked Ian.

“No, you go ahead. I’ll just sit here and watch you.” He smiled.

Adalynn and I tore up the dance floor. I had a couple of drinks and I was feeling really relaxed. I caught Ian staring at me as I danced. He was biting his bottom lip and shaking his head. I was pretty sure he was turned on and so was I just by looking at him. After a couple of songs, Adalynn and I went back to the table and sat down. Ian already had another drink waiting for me.

“You looked amazing out there,” he whispered in my ear. “Wait until I get you home. In fact, we may not even make it until we get home,” he said as he grabbed my hand from underneath the table and put it on his hard cock.