Deep Blue Hold (Deep Blue Series)

by Nichols, Amie

  Sam slaps me on the back and we go into the dining room where he pours me a whiskey. “God, to say that I’ve missed you around here would be an understatement man,” he says handing me my drink. “But I can see why,” he says nodding toward the kitchen were the girls are laughing already and Aubrey is drinking a very large glass of wine.

  “I’ll be in the office tomorrow. I know I owe you big for handling things around here.” I tell him, taking a drink of the expensive whiskey and enjoying the way it feels going down my throat.

  “She’s beautiful man. You do what you need to do to keep her safe,” he says and I know he means it. I know that Sam would step in front of a bullet for me, and I would for him. We have a tight bond from so many years of fighting together in very dangerous situations.

  “Yeah, I’m trying mate. I just wish we could get a lock on Jim Olsen, and then there’s that damn package.” I shake my head still very worried about what is in that envelope, and it is in God knows whose hands right now.

  “Well tonight is about having fun, so let it go for now.” Sam downs his whiskey and pours himself another. He waits for me to do the same thing so he can pour more in my glass.

  We sit around the table laughing as Sam starts telling stories of some of our more compromising situations in the field. Aubrey is very buzzed, laughing her head off at Sam’s antics. I am laughing also, and love that she is having so much fun with my dearest friends in the world.

  Just as I knew, Sam and Miry fall in love with Aubrey. Miry tells her to come over tomorrow while I’m at work. Aubrey says she will and we hug them goodbye, it now being past one in the morning. I need some sex and sleep before I have to be in the office bright and early.

  The moment we step in the house, Aubrey jumps on me wrapping her legs around my waist and kissing me. Her tongue is in my mouth while she tells me to fuck her. And I'm ok with that. I'm not sure if it is the alcohol or what, but she is wild in the bedroom.

  She pushes me down on the bed once I get her in the bedroom. She does a strip tease for me, pulling the straps of her dress from her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor.

  "Damn baby," I moan as she slowly slips off her bra and then shrugs out of her lacey panties. She dangles her panties on the tip of her toes, kicking them towards me. They land directly on my face. I grab them pushing them into my nose and inhale deeply, smelling her sweet arousal before I throw them aside.

  She crawls on the bed like a tiger stalking her prey. She rips at my belt, unbuckling it, tugging to free it. She holds it up and snaps it.

  "Do you want me?" She asks in her soft sexy voice.

  "More than anything, baby." I answer watching her every move. I reach up to touch her breasts, but she moves away.

  "Not yet," she warns straddling my thighs. She unbuttons my jeans slowly pulling the zipper down. I go to sit up. The need to touch her and kiss her is too great, but she pushes me back down.

  "Not yet," she repeats with more authority in her voice.

  She tugs at my jeans, and I lift my hips to aid her in pulling them down. My cock is rock hard and about to burst through my boxers.

  "Please, I need to touch you," I groan having to fist the sheets in order to keep my hands off of her.

  "Patience, my love," she says looking up at me though her eyelashes. Her hand is rubbing me over my boxers. I watch as she frees my cock, her tongue slowly licks off the drop of pre cum that is at the tip.

  "You're killing me, baby." I tell her as she teases my hard on with her soft sweet tongue.

  She grabs the base with her hand and slowly lowers her mouth onto me. Sucking me, I feel her warm mouth move up and down my shaft.

  "Aubrey," I moan and grab her head lacing my fingers into her hair. She lets me, and I move with her mouth as she takes me deeper and deeper with each stroke. "Baby, I'm going to come." I tell her not knowing if that is her intent, but want to warn her before she gets a mouthful of me.

  She doesn't stop. She moves faster, sucking harder, only making me that much closer. I let go, spurting stream after stream into her mouth as she licks and sucks it all up. She sits up and smiles at me.

  "Come here," I order and she crawls on top of me. I grab her by the back of the head pressing her lips to mine. I taste myself in her mouth. Normally I am not a fan of this, but I find it that much sexier when it's Aubrey that tastes like me.

  I roll her over so that she is laying flat. Making my way over her breasts and down her stomach, my fingers find their way into her very wet center. She bucks her hips into my hand forcing my fingers deeper inside her. I spread her wetness to her clit and start working her with my thumb. I move my lips down to her center twirling my tongue around her very hard nub. I feel her insides pulsing against my fingers. I suck and lightly bite her clit, her hips gyrating wildly into my tongue.

  "Oh my God!" She screams as her pussy squeezes my fingers tightly. I'm as hard as rock again, but she is sated. By the time I make it back up to her sweet face, her eyes are sleepy and half closed. I kiss her eyelids and wrap her in my arms. She is sound asleep in a second.

  Chapter 6

  Aubrey

  My head is pounding when I wake up, glancing over I see Ian is not in bed. I need to find aspirin and fast. I stumble into the bathroom and start searching the cabinets when I see Ian’s reflection in the mirror. Coming in in only his boxers, his hair wet. Even in my hangover state I can’t help but admire the view of his naked chest and that v-cut that makes me tongue tied.

  He’s holding two cups of coffee and I see a bottle of aspirin tucked under his arm. He hands me my coffee and shakes out three aspirin into my waiting palm.

  “God I love you.” I smile at him, putting the aspirin in my mouth. Turning to the faucet to scoop up a hand full of water with my hand, I wash down the little white pills.

  “I love you too.” He smiles, grabbing my waist and pulling me to him. “I’m going to miss you today,” he says nuzzling at my neck. I melt into him enjoying the warmth of his touch as he starts moving his hands up and down my back. I am wearing his t-shirt, which has become a ritual for me. I love to wear his clothes after him, the smell is amazing. He likes it, too, one of those caveman things.

  “I’m going to miss you, too, whatever will I do with myself?” I know one thing I want to do is lay back in bed and get rid of this pounding headache.

  “Hopefully you’ll be pining away for me.” He gives me his dimple smile.

  “Yes, I will be doing that, baby, but I think I will go down to Miry’s and hang with her. I really like her.”

  “She likes you, too, I can tell. Maybe a little too much, though,” Ian says and I stare at him with confusion.

  “She is bi-sexual, or least she used to be before she got married,” Ian says like I should have known this just by looking at her.

  “Oh.”

  “Does that make you uncomfortable?”

  “No, I’m not a prude. It makes sense now though, she was pretty touchy feely with me last night.” Thinking back to what I could remember last night, she did hug me a lot.

  “Yeah, I noticed that too.” Ian raises his eyebrows at me, which I respond to with an eye roll. “So she had nothing to do with the way you attacked me last night?” He teases.

  “That, my love, had nothing to do with Miry and everything to do with you,” I tell him stepping away from him as he lets out one of his low animal growls.

  Ian dresses as I watch lying in bed. He is all business in a very expensive suit. Not seeing him in a suit since the board room meeting, I had forgotten just how much I liked him all dressed up.

  “You need to quit looking at me with those sex eyes baby, because I’m about ready to rip this suit off and I really need to go into the office so I can get home to you.” Ian moans as I lay there twirling a strand of hair around my finger enjoying the view.

  “Sorry baby, I can’t help it. You’re just too fine not to look at.” I roll to my stomach, propping myself up on my elbows kicking my feet in the
air.

  “Fuck……Aubrey, what you do to me,” he groans coming over to the bed. I roll onto my back so he can kiss me goodbye. “When I get home I want you to be just like this, in my shirt and all,” he orders, placing his hands on the bed at my sides he leans in for a kiss. I breathe in his smell and return his expert kiss.

  “I love you,” he mumbles as he bites my bottom lip before standing up to leave. As he walks away I hear him murmuring about how it’s going to be the longest day of his life.

  I shower and find some breakfast before I head down the beach path to Sam and Miry’s. My phone beeps at me letting me know I have a text.

  I miss you so very much and can’t wait to be home with you baby. Love you, Ian

  I smile at myself and respond

  On my way to Miry's, might have to explore to see if I have lesbian tendencies. Love you too. Aubrey

  It takes about two seconds for him to respond.

  When I said your mine and no one touches you, that you're MY girl, that also implied to women! And IF something like that ever does happen, just so you know, I WILL be there to watch!!!!!

  I laugh out loud at his response, and reply with only a smiley face.

  I of course have no lesbian tendencies, never even experimented in college like a lot of girls do. I am 100 % straight, but it is fun to tease Ian with it. Just like every man on earth, they all fantasize about two women together.

  Miry and I spend the afternoon chatting it up by the pool. She is a drinker having made a pitcher of margaritas by 2:00. We lounge on the beach chairs sipping our frosty drinks. I have on a large sun hat and have applied my usual 50 spf, hearing my mother’s voice in my head as I do. If I didn’t, I would burn to a crisp in this North Carolina sun.

  Miry fills my glass again with some slushy margarita as I slather on some more spf.

  “So that’s the secret of your flawless skin, huh,” she says picking up the tube of sun block, staring at it like it’s a foreign object. With her dark skin she’s probably never used it in her life.

  “The joys of being a ginger, without a strong spf I would be a lobster right now.”

  “Well I do have to say, you have the prettiest skin I’ve ever seen on a woman,” she winks at me as she pays me the compliment. As if on cue, my phone beeps again. I laugh out loud at the text. “What is it?” Miry’s head pops over to see the message on my phone.

  Just making sure you girls still have your clothes on.

  She reads the text from Ian and throws her head back in a deep laugh. Pulling out her phone, she quickly types out a text and sends it. Very pleased with herself, she shows me her phone.

  Ian, Aubrey can’t come to the phone right now. She’s tied to my bed spread eagle for me.

  I know my cheeks have to be flushed right now, and even though I think it’s hilarious, I am very impressed with Miry. She is so open with her sexuality.

  “Okay, you do know he is probably on his way here right now,” I tell her laughing as I hand her phone back to her.

  “Yeah, and I love it. I love that he is so in love with you. The change in him is refreshing. Aubrey, he seems whole now, and that is one hell of a compliment.” She nods making her point as she takes a drink. I don’t know for sure what to make of it, Ian is always so put together I can’t imagine what was so different before me. I decide to let it go. Miry’s phone beeps.

  Miry I love you girl, but just a warning SHE’S MINE!!!!!!

  “See, most guys would be panting at the thought of their girl with another girl, but he is so head over heels he……” she points at her phone like she can’t believe it.

  After about three margaritas, and four hours in the sun, I decide I need to get back. Miry says we’ll go dress shopping for the wedding, that it is a very formal black tie affair. We don’t need much of reason to go shopping after all.

  I walk back to Ian’s house and hop into the shower to wash of the layers of sun block. I throw on his t-shirt and wait in bed for him just like he requested. He had sent me a text saying he would be home around 6:00, noticing it's about 6:05 now, I expect him any second.

  “Yes baby, you are a beautiful sight,” I hear him say as he walks into the bedroom shrugging off his suit jacket and ripping at his tie. I kneel on the edge of the bed, working hastily on the buttons of his shirt.

  “I’ve missed you,” I coo at him, kissing his neck with a little lick. He grabs my face and is kissing me like it is the last time we will ever kiss again. It is slow, passionate, and oh so sexy. He is such a good kisser, every time feels like the first time with him. I run my hands around his back, cupping his firm ass through his trousers.

  “Oh God baby, I have thought of nothing else besides you all day,” he groans into my mouth, and makes fast work of unbuckling his belt to remove his trousers. His erection bulging through is boxer briefs. I reach down and cup him, his body shudders at my touch. I crawl off the bed and Ian wraps his hands at the hem of his shirt that is on me, pulling it over my head, my arms in the air helping him.

  I start kissing his chest, moving down to his wash board abs I splay my fingers on his hips kissing him through is boxers. I feel his cock twitch against my lips. I pull his boxers down and he springs free. He steps out of his underwear as I wrap my lips around the bell of his cock. I take him into my mouth relaxing my throat to take him as deep as I can.

  “Damn baby,” Ian groans wrapping his hands in my hair as I slowly guide him in and out of my mouth. I feel the ridges of his veins against my tongue and cup his balls with one hand. I grab his tight ass with the other and glance up at him through my lashes.

  “Aubrey baby, I'm going to come,” he yells his voice deep, low, and sexy as hell as he comes in my mouth. The hot thick liquid shoots to the back of my throat. I run my tongue around the tip again, his body jerking from the sensitivity of his post orgasm. I suck and swallow making sure I have every last drop before I let him go. Looking up at him with a smile, I lick my lips.

  Chapter 7

  Ian

  Is she for real? I look down at my beautiful girl who is licking my come off of me for the second time in 24 hours. It only makes me hard again.

  My day was hell. I really didn’t get anything accomplished, especially after the text from Miry. I obviously knew she was kidding, but then I had the picture of Aubrey tied up spread eagle in my head. Even though the thought of watching her with Miry was kind of hot, I can’t imagine seeing my girl naked and not being the one touching her, the one making her come. The idea of anyone, even a woman, making Aubrey come drives me mad. That is my job, and it will be for as long as I live.

  I had showed the text to Sam who then decided he was going to leave early. I knew Aubrey had already left because she had texted me to tell me she was home and waiting. That's when I left. Piles of paperwork were on my desk that needed reading and signed. They were just going to have to wait another day. Today was the first day in a month that I had been away from Aubrey for more than an hour. I wasn’t sure if it was physically possible for me to be away from her and function.

  I reach for her, grabbing her hands to help her off her knees. I stare into her beautiful green eyes. “I love you so much I don’t even know how I can love anything more,” I tell her and she smiles, the sweetest sight to me. I lay her on the bed and make love to her; sweet, sweet love to my girl.

  The next few days are much the same. I spend the day at work doing the stuff I can’t take home and return to Aubrey where I ravish her like I hadn’t seen her in months. She cooks for me, and damn if my girl can cook. Like I’ve said, I’m not sure if she is real or not.

  Uncle Troy's wedding is tomorrow night. Although I'm happy for him that he is marrying the girl of his dreams, I'm not that fond of the girl he has chosen. She's a stuck up little bitch. Her father is a Supreme Court Judge, and she has had everything handed to her on a silver platter her whole life. Amy is her name and I truly believe she is only marrying Troy for his wealth. She is determined to keep her lifestyle the
same. I tried to talk to Troy about it before, but he's in love. It ended up in a fight, so for the sake of keeping the peace, I keep my mouth shut.

  I am not looking forward to this wedding. It's very formal, the wedding party is supposed to stay together partaking in every old fashion tradition. It wouldn't be so bad except for the bridesmaid I'm to be paired with is Chelsea Hampton. I dated her a few times, she being Amy's best friend. We even went on a few double dates. She was a gorgeous woman, but shallow, all about appearances. She was obsessed with me for a while, the only thing that comes to mind to explain it is fatal attraction, rabbit boiling fatal attraction.

  I haven't told Aubrey about her yet, hoping I wouldn't really need to. I'm sure her being one of the best friends of the bride that it is no coincident that she is my pair for the night. That means a formal slow dance with her. I also have to sit with her all night, which leaves Aubrey with Sam and Miry for the evening. I'd had hoped to god that Chelsea had moved on, but by the text I received from her that morning I knew I was in for a bumpy night. Her text read:

  Ian, can't wait to reconnect tomorrow night and BTW I won't be wearing panties if you want to relive our first date ;).

  I texted her back:

  No thanks

  Hoping my blunt rudeness would get the message across, I received no text back so only time would tell.

  Standing in my tux I watch as Aubrey comes out of the bedroom. I have to roll my tongue off the floor. She is wearing a full length silk light green dress that makes her eyes sparkle. There's a slit in the side that goes all the way up to her upper thigh. It is a halter top style that cascades over her cleavage showing the swell of her breasts. The back is open all the way to the small of her back. I'm not sure how it is staying in place.