Fighting Temptation (Bay State Series Book 1) (15 page)

What the hell is taking him so long? They've changed sets and the lights have gone down. All around me I hear people talking and laughing, they seem oblivious to the silence and the fact that I think something should have happened by now. Being blinded by a light is not something I suggest to anyone. I look around into total hushed darkness. Huh? Why am I the only one with a spotlight on them?

I feel a hand on my right elbow and look at Braydon who's getting down on one knee with a microphone in one hand and a small velvet box in the other. Oh God, I think I'm going to be sick. Breath, breath, breath, I keep telling myself over and over again. Staring straight into his eyes I forget the thousands of people surrounding us. It's just the two of us.

“Ilyanna Sicliano, I can tell you exactly when I realized. It was the first morning that I woke up without you next to me. I had an emptiness inside of me and knew I needed you to fill it. I knew then that I was in love with you. I don't ever want there to be a day that goes by without getting to look at your beautiful face or hear your voice tell me you love me. To look into your eyes and know that you mean it.” The tears are streaming down my face as I listen to the love of my life confess his feelings for me in front of all these strangers. “I love you Ilyanna, be mine, be my wife, raise our children with me. Marry me?”

Forgetting about my leg I fling myself against him. “Yes, yes baby I'll marry you!”

Picking me up, holding on tight, he buries his face in my neck and I can feel his tears soaking through my hair. Kissing my face he whispers, “Thank you.” He kisses me again and all I can hear is the loud cheers from our audience.

The one

She said yes.

My God, that was one of the hardest yet easiest thing I've ever had to do. The choice was the easy part. Pulling it off not so much. Fuck I was so nervous.

Opening the box holding the ring, I take it out and place it on her finger. “Braydon it's breathtaking. Thank you.” She looks so beautiful shining in the spotlight.

“This was my Grandmother's ring. My Grandfather had it made in Ireland for her. My Dad gave it to me while we were visiting. I can't imagine anyone else I would ever want to wear it Ilyanna. You've made me the happiest, not to mention luckiest man alive by saying yes.” She has tears in hers eyes that mirror mine.

I signal the light technician with a thumbs up, let's get this show on the road. I can't get Ilyanna back to the room and naked fast enough.

Wiping away the tears on her cheeks with the pads of my thumbs, I sneak in for one more kiss as the crowd goes ape shit when the band starts to play. Maybe I should have thought a little bit more about when and where I was going to propose. I want nothing more than her undivided attention right now but I suck it up and watch the show, well some of it anyway. My eyes are trained on Ilyanna as she sings along with every song. And I can't help but feel smug. Sure he has her attention right now but I'm the one that gets to marry her.

“That was awesome!” Rachel yells as soon as we make it outside.

“He is sooooo hot,” Ilyanna giggles as Rachel joins in talking about how sexy he is.

John clasps his hand on my shoulder. “Congratulations man that was one great proposal. I'm so happy you finally found the one.”

“Thanks, I can't get to the alter fast enough, ya know? I feel like if I blink I'll wake up and this will have all been a dream.” Letting Rachel take over with the wheelchair, John and I hang back and let the girls get a good distance in front of us, but not too far.

“Any thoughts on when the wedding will be?”

“She mentioned spring when we talked about it last week. We haven't had a chance to talk anymore about it. I'm sure since I proposed it will come up again soon.”

                                *****

After saying goodnight to John and Rachel, who managed to get a room here, I take Ilyanna up a few more floors to our room.

“We're heading home tomorrow night. Anything particular you want to do before we leave?” I ask, shutting the door behind us.

“Hmmm? I think I'd like to do some shopping. But enough about tomorrow. Right now I'd like, no I'd love nothing more than my fiancé to make love to me.” She gives me a coy look and beckons me closer with her finger.

“Oh yeah?” I ask as I stalk towards her. Stripping out of my jacket and quickly shedding my shirt on the way. “I think I can deliver on that.” Scooping her up out of her chair I carry her to the bed and gently lay her down.

After removing her lone boot, I run my hands up the insides of her legs. “Hurry up, I need you. Bad. I've been thinking about you sinking your hot cock inside of me all night.” She spreads her legs showing me she's sans panties again and a growl comes from low in my throat.

“Damn. If I would have known you were naked under this dress I would have gotten a little creative in the dark.” Lifting her up while supporting her back I remove her jacket and the dress immediately follows. I remove her bra and bend down sucking one hardened nub into my mouth, making her moan.

“Take me like this Braydon please. I need to feel you on top of me. If I'm uncomfortable I promise I'll let you know.” She's raking her nails up and down my naked back and it's driving me fucking insane.

Releasing her nipple with a pop, I quickly lean over and swirl my tongue around the other. I love her fucking tits, all wet and glistening from my mouth. She's shaking with need and I love that I can turn her on so much without touching her pussy.

Standing from the bed I make quick work of my pants and boxers. I'm completely naked, my ridged cock at full mast, wetness leaking from the tip, so ready to sink inside her tight heat. “When you beg like that baby how can I say no?” Crawling back up her naked body, I run my hands from her thighs to her breasts as I go. Taking her mouth in a scorching, all consuming kiss, I pinch and pull on her nipples as inch by agonizing inch, I slowly sink myself inside her waiting sheath.

“Yes....” She hisses once I'm fully seated as deep as I can go, grinding my pubic bone against her clit. I slowly pull out to the tip and her muscles clench my cock so tightly I slam back in. Hard.

She sucks in a quick breath and I stop panicked. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” Fuck I can't stop now her pussy feels too good. Shit all of her feels so good. I think I would die if I couldn't finish what we started.

“More, I want more. Please Braydon. Give it too me. Feels so fucking good baby.” She gyrates her hips, rubbing her clit against me and I feel her tighten again.

“God, your so tight.” I start to pick up a rhythm, mindful of her leg, but not at all dampening my enthusiasm. “I love your pussy and the way it hugs my cock just right, fuck your perfect.” I bend and lick and suck on her nipples making sure to pay them equal attention.

Bucking uncontrollably underneath me, I can sense she's close. I reach down and rub her little bud in fast circles, rubbing up and down her slit to where she ends and I begin, wet from our combined juices. “Fuck Braydon.... baby... I'm gonna cum so hard on your cock. Oh yeah, fuck, just like that, rub my clit baby. Make me fucking cum.” I feel her contract and soak my cock and I'll be damned if it's not the best feeling in the world.

I'm panting looking down at my cock stretching her wide as I grunt and shoot my load deep inside of her. “I love you fiancé,” I tell her as my breathing starts to calm. Rolling off of her and snuggling up to her left side I lay my hand on her stomach and gently caress our little life growing there. Kissing her softly a couple of times before rolling off of the bed and heading to the bathroom.

“I love you too fiancé.” She smiles at me while her hand has taken over rubbing our precious cargo.

“Say it again.” I'm standing at the edge of the bed as I hand her a washcloth so she can clean herself off.

“I love you Braydon, my fiancé.” I can honestly say without a doubt, I will never get tired of hearing those words come out of her mouth.

                                *****

Being back at work sucks. It's been over two weeks since the accident. Ilyanna's birthday and Christmas are coming up. We had planned to go to Tennessee for the holiday to visit her mother but since the accident Mary has relocated to Boston permanently and is closing on her new condo in just a few weeks.

I miss our own little private bubble we shared for most of our time in New York, just the two of us. It's hard to keep my mouth shut about her working. I told her she could stay home at least until the cast is off. She doesn't want to hear it and insists on coming to work. Really I guess it's better that way. If she did stay home I wouldn't see her as much.

We planned on waiting until after John and Rachel's wedding to start planning ours, also deciding to stall our house hunting until after the baby is born. I have to admit I'm just a little impatient to make her my wife but she's dead set that we wait until after the baby for that too. Shit if it was up to me, we would have been at City Hall the day we got back in town.

I did end up having to get a restraining order on Lucy. She'd come by the office everyday when we were out of town. I won't let that crazy bitch anywhere near Ilyanna. Who knows what she's capable of. The last thing she needs is stress while she's pregnant and I'll do any and everything to prevent it.

    As for B.C.O, it seems as if I'd never left. I knew it was a smart choice bringing John on board. A choice I'm thankful for him agreeing to, as it lead to Ilyanna coming into my life and for that I am forever grateful.

   Sarah's adjusting nicely, her schooling, however futile has helped her mesh comfortably in my company. Rachel's even asked her to be in her wedding. She's also become fast friends with the girls. Coming over for dinner with Brent and tagging along the couple times we've gone out. Nothing wild since Ilyanna still has her cast. We've all been to the movies and our favorite sports bar a few times. Ilyanna says just because she can't drink, it doesn't mean she has to ruin everyone's fun. She's so selfless, one of the many qualities I love about her. She seems to be over what happened with Sarah a few months ago, which is fine by me. I hated the awkwardness between them at first.

Brent and Sarah have been getting pretty cozy and that's fine. As long as it doesn't affect my business, I have no problem with it. Hell I'm engaged to my assistant, who I hope will join me as full partner once we're married. That's a battle for another day. I have to say I look forward to it. I love when my woman's being feisty.

Just as I'm about to shut my computer down my office phone rings. I hope it doesn't take too long. We're all planning on celebrating Ilyanna's birthday that's in a few days and I'm already running late.

I debate sending it to voicemail but at the last second decide to pick it up anyway. “Braydon O'Donnell,” I answer brusquely. Hoping to discourage whoever it is on the other end and send the hint that I'm in a hurry. I hear sniffles and a clearing of a throat. “Hello?”

“Braydon, it's Sarah.” It's obvious she's been crying.

“Yeah Sarah, it's me. Are you okay?” I ask with genuine concern. I've never seen or heard her upset.

“Yes and no.” She sniffles in between words. I can tell she's pretty shook up, whatever it is.

“I'm going to need some time off. I was wondering if that's possible? I mean do you have anything I could do from home? I don't want to have to find another job and I just can't face coming into the office right now.”

Interesting, this obviously has something to do with Brent and I can't help but have respect for her not wanting to bring it into the work place. I don't want to pry. If she wants to talk about it she will. I'm not going to be the one to push her. Now Ilyanna and Rachel, they're a different story.

“That shouldn't be a problem. Let me and Ilyanna put our heads together. We'll come up with some documents and email back and forth until your ready to come back. And if you ever need to talk about it, just know we're here for you. Your one of us now and we take care of our own. Okay?” Hmmm, I wonder how long this will take to blow over. No doubt I'll get Brent's side of the story and Ilyanna will tell me Sarah's side. Great I'm going be stuck in the middle of this shit. Now I know how John felt.

“Thank you Braydon. I'm so sorry but I'm going to have to bow out of Ily's birthday dinner tonight.” I smile at her use of Ilyanna's nickname that's quickly grown on everyone in our little circle of friends. “Please tell her I'll call her tomorrow and make plans for a birthday lunch just us girls.”

“No problem. And Sarah, take all the time you need. When you're ready to come back just let us know.”

“Thank you so much Braydon. I really appreciate it.”

Hanging up the phone, I gather my keys and wallet and head out to spend the night with everyone closest to me. Mom and Dad had even decided to drive down to celebrate with us. Thinking of the gift in my pocket for my girl, I whistle as I close the door to my office behind me. How did I get so lucky?

Sometimes you just can't fight temptation.