Next to Always: Shattered Innocence Trilogy Book Two (13 page)

Rade regretfully withdrew his mouth from her taut nipple and slowly lowered Dylan to the floor. Helping her, he finished unzipping his jeans and pulled out his fully erect shaft. With one hand on his length and the other wrapped around her, he lifted her once again, placing her opening in direct contact with his cock. Dylan could feel the tip of his cock at her opening as Rade slowly began pumping inside her. He took full control of her body. Holding onto her hips with both hands, he began pumping faster. It took everything he had to keep from exploding. “I need you to come for me, Sweetness,” he struggled with his words as the friction between them was beginning to take over. Feeling her walls tighten around him, he knew she was close. Removing one hand from her hip, Rade moved it between their bodies until he found her hard nub. Sliding his finger across her clit, he felt the surge of her release as she took hold of his cock and began milking him of his own pending eruption. “Oh fuck, I can’t hold on any longer. Here. It. Comes. Sweetness." Rade exploded with such fury that it caused his legs to buckle. Holding her tight, he lowered his body to the floor, carefully holding on to Dylan. Dylan was now straddling him as they sat holding each other until they regained control.

“Oh my God, Rade, that was incredible,” Dylan said as her breathing evened out.

“Yeah, it was pretty amazing,” Rade agreed. “Here, let me help you up.”

Rade took her by the hips and carefully lifted Dylan from his sensitive cock. It was hard to let her go, but he knew they needed to get off of the elevator even though he could have stayed sitting with her straddling him forever. Once they were both presentable, Rade released the stop button and the elevator began moving upward. Rade took Dylan’s hand, leading her towards their suite as they exited the elevator. When they entered the suite, Rade suggested they take a shower. Dylan had something else in mind. She thought a long bath would be nicer. Rade agreed and began discarding his clothing as he walked to his bathroom to start the water for the tub. Rade finished undressing and slipped into the tub and waited for Dylan. When she walked through the door, she was only wearing a robe. Dylan slowly untied the sash and lowered her robe off her shoulders. Rade watched with lustful eyes as the robe slid down her body and fell to the floor. Dylan got in the tub, positioning her body with her back resting on Rade’s chest. Rade took the bar of soap and began lathering it between his palms. He slowly began washing Dylan’s body, starting at her shoulders, moving down her arms, up her belly to her breasts where he ended up stopping, giving each one special attention. As he tweaked her nipples between his fingers, Dylan let out a soft moan. She loved the way his hands felt on her breasts. She wasn’t sure how he did it, but every time he touched her nipples it sent a wave of pleasure down to her core. Lathering more soap in his hands, Rade began washing the rest of her body. Beginning where he left off, he began gliding his hands along the dip of her ribs just below her breasts, moving slowly down to the middle of her tight abdomen.

Dylan loved the way his hands felt on her as he continued to propel down her body. It wasn’t long before Rade made it to the juncture of her sex. With his fingers between her folds, he gently slipped one, then two fingers inside her, searching for her special spot. Curling his fingers, he found what he was looking for. With slow movements, he began working his fingers in and out of her slick channel. Dylan’s head was now resting lightly on his shoulder as she began moving her hips to the thrust of his fingers. Rade took his free hand and began pulling and twisting her pert nipple between his fingers. Soft moans escaped Dylan’s mouth as Rade continued his assault on her. When he knew she was close, he pulled his fingers from her wet pussy and lifted her so that she was straddling him. In one swift move he was inside her. Taking her by the hips, he raised and lowered her, pushing deeper and deeper inside her tight channel. Dylan was close to coming as her head fell back. Screaming his name, she came with such force that she could feel her release all the way from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. Rade wasn’t far behind her as his own tsunami took hold.

It was an hour later when they finally got out of the tub after several replenishments of hot water. It was also getting late, and they needed to get some sleep for their early flight back to New York. Dylan and Rade didn’t bother dressing after their bath together. Instead, they decide to just go to bed. Only there was no sleeping in sight, at least not until another two rounds of earth-shattering orgasms took over.

CHAPTER TEN

The work that was waiting for Dylan was unbelievable. BlackStone had acquired two more accounts and the meeting with Spectrum had been rescheduled for later in the week. Dylan was glad for the work, but it only meant that she would be working late hours to get caught up, which meant less time she would be spending with Rade. Preparing for the meeting with Spectrum and the competitor was her top priority. BlackStone was still in the dark about who the other company fighting for controlling shares in Spectrum was. All they knew was that the board members at Spectrum wanted to keep all interested parties anonymous, so they would have an equal opportunity at the takeover. Spectrum didn’t want to have one company having an advantage over the other by presenting conflicting information about their competitor. Dylan only wished she knew what she was up against with the competition.

By the end of the day Dylan managed to get most of her work done. The only thing she had to do was meet with the management company for the apartment she wanted to rent. It was five o’clock when she left BlackStone Industries. This gave her thirty minutes to freshen up and meet with Dale Clark from the management company.

Dylan arrived at the apartment building with ten minutes to spare. The apartment building was older, in a moderate income area in Manhattan. Even though it was further away from work than what she liked, at least it was in a good neighborhood and it was affordable. Looking at her watch, Dylan saw that the property manager was five minutes late. She decided to go inside and wait. Just as she was getting ready to enter the building, a car pulled up to the curb. Paying attention to the driver, Dylan could see that it was Dale Clark getting out of the car.

Greeting her, he apologized for being late and gestured for her to enter. Entering the apartment, Dylan saw as soon as she stepped in that it was nothing like the pictures she saw when researching a place to live. The apartment was much smaller than the one provided by Northgate. It was still a pretty good size, at least she thought it was since it would be just her living there. The kitchen and the living area were together, being separated by only the kitchen table. The short hallway only had three doors, which consisted of two bedrooms and a bathroom. The bedroom that Dylan assumed was the master was smaller than she wanted, but it did have its own bathroom, which she did like. Since it was thirteen hundred a month, Dylan decided to take it.

Signing all of the necessary paperwork, Dylan finally had her own place. It was only partially furnished with a sofa, two chairs, and a kitchen table set. Dylan would need to get a bed and dresser, and a TV was a definite must. With the money she had saved and the salary she was making, she knew she could afford what she needed.

By the time Dylan got back to Lilly’s, she was exhausted. Lilly was out of town on one of her family planned outings. She wouldn’t be back for another week. Dylan missed having someone to talk to. Even though she could reach her friend by cell, it wasn’t the same as having her here. Heading to her makeshift bedroom, Dylan’s cell began to ring. It was from an unknown caller. Usually she didn’t answer unfamiliar numbers, but with her friend away and her dad recently out of the hospital, she didn’t want to take the chance of missing something important.

Swiping the screen, she said, “Hello.” There was no reply so she said again. “Hello,”

Dylan wasn’t sure who was on the other end, so she hung up. She thought it was a wrong number. When her phone rang again, she thought again. When there was no answer on the other end, Dylan once again hung up the phone. This went on several more times until panic set in. “Who the fuck is this? Quit calling me.” Dylan was so pissed at the caller that she didn’t pay attention to was actually calling.

“Dylan, it’s Rade. What the hell is going on?”

“Sorry. I thought you were someone else.”

“Clearly I’m not. What’s going on, Dylan?”

“I’m not sure. Someone must be playing a prank,” Dylan responded, unsure.

“What did they say?” Rade asked.

“Nothing. They just keep calling back. It comes up as an unknown number on my cell phone. I don’t know who it is or what they want,” Dylan explained.

“I’m coming over. If they call again, I want to be there.” Rade didn’t want Dylan to be alone with everything that had happened. Without having the information he needed concerning her attack at
The Castle,
and now with the calls, he didn’t want to take any chances that it may have been more than a wrong number.

“Rade, I really don’t think that’s necessary. If they call again I’ll call you,” Dylan replied.

Rade wasn’t sure how it happened, but somehow Dylan was able to talk him out of coming over. He still wasn’t going to let it go. The first thing he did when he hung up was get in touch with Richard. He wanted to make sure someone was there to make sure she was safe.

“Richard, it’s Rade. I want a man outside Lilly’s ASAP. Dylan is there alone and I don’t want anything to happen to her,” Rade demanded.

“I’ll send Josh over right away. Can I ask what the concern is?” Richard asked.

“Dylan has been receiving calls from an unknown caller. She thinks someone is just pulling a prank. I think differently,” Rade responded.

“Well, you may be right. Looks like Mr. Stewart purchased a flight back to the States. Peter was able to find out he leaves in a couple of days and he’s heading to New York. His flight is scheduled to arrive at JFK at noon,” Richard confessed.

“I don’t want him leaving JFK when he lands. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir. We’re tracking his every move. The only way he is leaving JFK airport is with me,” Richard confirmed.

Rade finished his call with Richard. He was convinced that Michael Stewart was behind the calls to Dylan. He just wished there was a way to confirm it since there was still the issue of her attacker in question. One thing Rade knew for sure, he was getting tired of having too many unknowns. He hated being surprised. He was, however, certain that he would do whatever it took to keep Dylan safe. It was funny how things turned out. Dylan was supposed to be the one person he thought could lead him to Michael Stewart and his money. Instead, she was the one person he needed to keep him away from. There was only one reason why Michael would be on his way back to New York and that reason had to be Dylan. Even though it was a stupid move on his part, given the people who would like to see him hung on a rafter by his neck, Rade was glad that he was coming to him. He didn’t want to spend unneeded time and effort on the piece of shit unless absolutely necessary.

Even though Rade was still taking baby steps with Dylan and agreed not to go to Lilly’s, it didn’t mean he couldn’t call her. It was getting close to ten o’clock and Rade knew she would be getting ready for bed. Just thinking about what he had in mind was making him hard. When he called her, she must have been sleeping, because when she answered, “Hello,” her voice was raspy yet sultry.

“Hey, Sweetness, I didn’t mean to wake you,” Rade said softly.

“It’s okay, I just fell asleep.” Dylan didn’t want to let him know she had been asleep for a couple of hours.

“I was just thinking about you, and you know what happens when I start thinking about you,” Rade declared.

“No, not really.” Dylan said still half asleep.

“I wish I could show you, but you chose not to have me come over, so I guess I am just going to have to tell you,” Rade replied.

“Okay, tell me.” Dylan waited for Rade to continue.

“All I can think about is being inside you. My hard cock moving in and out, as your tight little pussy squeezes my cock dry. I want you wet for me. Are you wet, Sweetness?” Rade asked softly. “I want you to touch yourself and tell me how you feel. Are you touching yourself, Sweetness?”

“Yes, god yes,” Dylan moaned.

“Good girl. I want you to push two fingers inside you. I want you to imagine it’s my cock,” Rade said as he took hold of his throbbing erection. “I need you to tell me how it feels, Sweetness.”

“Oh God. It feels so good. I’m so close.”

“Don’t come until I tell you, Sweetness. Do you understand?”

“Yes, but I can’t hold on much longer.”

“Take your fingers from your cunt, Sweetness. I need to know how you taste,” Rade asked as Dylan brought her fingers to her mouth and began sucking her own juices. “How do you taste, Sweetness? Tell me?”

“Like honey, only sweeter,” Dylan said, exaggerating a bit.

“I need to feel you, Sweetness. Put your fingers back inside you. Let me know when you’re close. I need us to come together,” Rade said, breathing deeply as he continued stroking his shaft.

“I’m close, Rade. I can’t…” Before Dylan could finish her words, her orgasm consumed her.

“That’s it, baby, let it go.” Rade’s own release took over as he watched his semen gather in his palm. With nothing available to clean himself, he had no other option but to pull off his sock and use it to wipe the remnants from his hand.