Secret Lies

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Aubrey Daniels
Age: 18


It had been a little over 4 years ago when it had all happened. Aubrey Daniels, daughter of Senator Mitchell Daniels, had been kidnapped at the age of 14 by a small terrorist organization. The nanny/caretaker was gunned down in front of Aubrey's eyes right after they had taken out Aubrey's personal bodyguard, Dominic Shane.

There was a tender relationship between Dominic and Aubrey. Almost like a brother and sister team. Dominic was young but very capable of the job assigned to him but Aubrey was much more than a job, she made him see life through a chid's eyes after he himself had been exposed to so much ugliness from assignments during his previous employment.

The whole situation regarding Aubrey's kidnapping had gained national news. Her father's pleas were played all over the news. There were threats of killing Aubrey should any rescue attempt be made.

But all fell on deaf ears as Dominic fought to get his charge back. Word was Dominic located Aubrey and hadn't given up on her like her father had.

Hell, it was rumored that Senator Daniels recently had his daughter's life insurance increased just days before her kidnapping.

But Dominic got her back.

Now, 4 years after all that, Aubrey, at the age of 18, was taking a flight out to New York to see Dominic. She was finally going to see him again...and talk to him since the rescue. She wanted to thank him, but this time...thank him properly.

 

[Bevatoria]

For year was just a stint in college for some people. For others, the time at a job before moving on, or a place of residence. For Dominic Shane, four years since his 'heroic rescue' of Aubrey Daniels, a lifetime had passed. And it was a lifetime that had left him scarred, more mentally they physically. If his time in Iraq hadn't managed to leave a mark on him that medical science couldn't cure, nothing in the good old US of A would do it either.

At twenty three, he'd completed two years' service in the army, and had quickly found private work more to his liking. Dominic had been damn good at his job, and the assignment to take care of Aubrey Daniels had been a lifeline at first. The young girl - fourteen at the time - had reminded him about the good in life, in people, and that there was always a chance at redemption. Even for someone, who, as a former soldier, had done some terrible things...she'd showed him that it was a choice to be good. Not something that was determined by circumstance.

And then she'd been taken away. In Dominic's eyes, it hadn't been by the kidnappers, even as he'd been bested by them once and had fought so hard to get her back...the real distancing had been afterwards. The injuries he'd suffered while fighting all of the men who'd taken her was one thing; but her father replacing him afterwards. It was supposed to be just during his recovery in the hospital, but he walked out to find a virtual pink slip waiting for him.

He'd drifted between jobs since then; bodyguards for other people just hadn't been the same. He'd even protected other kids for short stints, but he couldn't get as invested in them as he used to. Dominic had felt a connection Aubrey, and seeking that connection again had led him to some bad habits. Old habits, were he to be honest with himself; at twenty seven years of age, he was familiar enough with destructive things.

It was one of those habits that found him sprawled in the bed that morning, a nearly empty bottle - newly purchased the previous evening - sitting on the table as physical evidence of his indulgence. A splitting headache was the other proving point, but he was the only one feeling that, as a hand rose to his face; a groan escaping his lips.

He looked over at the clock. 2 PM. At least he had today off. His phone sat idly on the night table, and he turned away from it. The only people who talked to him now were coworkers or bosses, so he wasn't especially eager to have it ring again, be it with a call or text.

Well, except for Aubrey. She periodically updated him with how she'd been doing - having just turned eighteen herself - but even that connection only clawed at him. He'd moved to New York to start a new life, and now that he was here, he found it unlikely he'd ever see her again.

 

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New York City.

It wasn't like what they showed on the movies or TV shows. It was crowded. Everywhere Aubrey looked or went there were people. And the noise...wow... just wow.

This wasn't her first time in New York. But before, she had been with someone. A chaperone, a guide...someone. But now, she was on her own traveling. Something her father had been admittedly against because she wanted to go alone. He insisted she take someone with her, one of the interns or perhaps, one of the part time guards, but no. She held her ground and knew she'd be in big trouble when her father found out she had left a day prior to her scheduled date.

After her plane landed and she caught a taxi to her hotel, it was well after 2 PM. She did her best to act like she belonged. The driver of the taxi tried to make small talk and Aubrey did her best to keep up her end of the conversation but after a while, she went quiet. Instead, she looked at her phone and was debating when to tell Dominic she was in town. What if he was too busy to see her and this whole trip was for nothing?

There was only one way to find out. She started to tap at the message in her phone.

Hey Dom. It's been while but I'm in the city now. Meet me at Aroma coffee shop on S Park Ave & 17th St around 3?
<3 Aubrey

She looked at the message and then took a deep breath before hitting send. Aubrey hoped he would meet her if he had time.
***

After checking into the hotel, Aubrey quickly freshened up, changed into a different outfit and brushed her long red hair. Satisfied with her appearance, she headed out and to the address she had text to Dominic. He hadn't responded just yet but Aubrey headed out anyway.

When she arrived at the busy coffee house, she ordered a hot tea and found a seat near the back of the place and waitied. She looked at her phone and there still wasn't a response.

But yet, she waited.

 

[Bevatoria]

Dominic had laboriously shrugged his way into a shower, trying to figure out if there was any way he could avoid going out today. He let the water run longer then usual, his head still spinning from his ever present hangover. Hell, if he'd been honest with himself lately, he was always hung over. Even at what passed for 'work' these days; a job that paid him well but that left him feeling remarkably unfulfilled at the end of the day; being a bouncer was well below his pay grade. Getting rid of deadbeats had always been easy, but it wasn't the point. He needed something more fulfilling. The money would come.

He was in the middle of eating his breakfast - toast, eggs, and bacon; a hangover cure if there ever was one - when his phone buzzed. He frowned at it. Who would be texting him at this time of day?

He got his answer by the smiling picture next to the message. The one he'd assigned to Aubrey. While they were in contact, he hadn't seen her since he'd rescued her from the kidnapping, really. Something that was she was intent on changing, by the looks of it.

Hey Dom. It's been while but I'm in the city now. Meet me at Aroma coffee shop on S Park Ave & 17th St around 3? <3 Aubrey

He squinted at the screen. It wasn't a question of whether he would go. She was in New York, whether to visit or permanent was yet to be seen. A deep breath, another bite of the last bit of his breakfast, his fork shoveling food into his mouth. No, the question was what to say to her when she was here. She'd breathed life into him after his time in the army, and for her to be here again...could she possibly save him again?

As he looked into the mirror, he feared the hole was too deep this time.

He had already dressed in a tight grey t-shirt and black jeans, adding a dark green jacket as he walked out of his apartment, keys in hand. As much as he often detested the hustle and bustle of downtown New York - and the price - it was a benefit here as he made his way to the street.

It was about 3:10 when he walked into the coffee shop. The sniff of the familiar aroma reminded him he was out of the fresh black brew at home, but he was seeking tonic of a different kind as he scanned the faces for the familiar one. He saw her, and at first she didn't seem to see him. He found himself staring, seeing how much she'd changed in the four years since he'd been her protector. While her face still showed her youth (and her beauty), the way she'd grown, both in height and in other ways, reminded Dominic that Aubrey was not a kid anymore. For the first time in a long while, Dominic found himself wearing a slight smile as he walked towards her, and their eyes met.

"Hi Aubrey." His voice was uncertain, a bit shaky as he saw her and moved to embrace her. "I'm so glad to see you...and more then a little surprised. What brings you to my neck of the woods?" He looked at her again, pausing. "Let me get a coffee and we can catch up..."

The prospect of actually talking to someone almost scared him a bit. She'd have so many stories to tell and him, he...well, he needed some time to think.

 

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"Aubrey Jean Daniels! I can't believe you did this and without telling anyone! You know how close I was to calling the authorities?! And now, you're deliberately ignoring my calls?! If I-"

With that, Aubrey deleted the message from her father and sighed. He always made a big deal out of nothing. After all, she was old enough to be out on her own. She was 18 and had graduated from high school. She had a promising future after being accepted to a college in Boston... so why did everyone still treat her like a child?

As she sipped her tea, she would take glimpses at a young couple as they were lost in themselves, their heads close and holding hands. They seemed to be very much in love as they talked and ignored the world around. It made Aubrey smile. She wanted something like with someone special. Yet, every time she thought of something like that, Dominic came to mind. She pictured him as the male in each day dream she had when thinking about needing someone special in her life.

Aubrey thought of Dominic a lot since the last time she had seen him. How she found him nearly 3 years after the fact was a miracle in itself. She had been thumbing through some celebrity news and it was a picture of some female movie star...hell, she had forgotten who because when she took a closer look at the picture, she saw a man helping the woman through a crowd of other paparazzi. It was Dominic.

Getting a hold of him was easier than Aubrey anticipated because no less than 4 days later, she had Dominic's phone number in her hand. She felt she was a coward because instead of calling him, Aubrey sent him a text that faithful day. And almost immediately, they reconnected. But the communication between the two wasn't as frequent as Aubrey wanted. She didn't want to seem desperate and yet, she didn't want to seem like she wasn't interested. Also, the talks between the two were far and in between because she was busy with school and he was the same way with work. Plus, to top it all off, her father had found out that his daughter had started talking to Dominic again and that resulted in a heated argument between father and daughter. One that ended with the elder Daniels taking his frustration out on his daughter and slapping her hard across the face.

Accusations and anger were never in short order between father and daughter.

Now though. Aubrey was here and soon, Dominic would be joining her! There was so much wanted to tell him, both with her life and personal things...

It was then Aubrey looked up from her tea and she saw him

Dominic! Her eyes lit up and her smile grew huge when she saw it was really him! "Dominic!" She didn't note his appearance at first until after the embracing was broken.

"Hi Aubrey. I'm so glad to see you...and more then a little surprised. What brings you to my neck of the woods? Let me get a coffee and we can catch up..."

"I wanted to see you Dominic!" She said, perhaps a little too excitedly as she nodded and watched him get his coffee. It was really him! He looked..well.. older, but not in a bad way, just.. older. He still carried himself in the way she remembered when she was younger. With confidence but there was a small hint of him not walking so tall...if that made sense.

Perhaps it was her imagination so she put it in the back of her mind for now. Right now, he was here!

When he returned to her table with his drink, she couldn't help but get up and hug him again, this time holding on longer as she told him quietly, "I missed you so much!" With that she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, feeling her eyes tear up.

 

[Bevatoria]

The tenor of her voice rang in Dominic's ears as he went back to his coffee; the din of the shop couldn't quite rip her sing-song voice from his mind. "I wanted to see you Dominic!" Still innocent, blissfully unaware of what her former bodyguard had done; not only since he'd guarded her, but before then, too. That was what he'd like about her. She'd never cared about who he was; only what she saw in him. What he could be. What she wanted him to be? He squinted, ordering his coffee with one cream, no sugar. He was tempted to get it black, but as much as he needed the wake up call, he knew that it would be somewhat inappropriate to have the tonic entirely bitter with his...friend...waiting nearby.

He walked over slowly, trying to keep something resembling a smile on his face. It got easier when she got up to hug him again; with one hand full, he could only half heartedly return the gesture, feeling the warmth of her body pressing against him, and her soft voice against his ear. "I missed you so much!" She said, and he saw the emotion in her eyes. For a moment, he felt something simliar in himself, the smile remaining a moment longer as he responded softly.

"Yeah. I missed you too, Aubrey."

It was always clear when he walked, and how he composed himself, that Dominic was a man who'd had military training of some kind, but there had been subtle signs of slippage to eyes less trained then Aubrey's over the years. His movements were a little less sure and economical, and his mind no longer assessed potential threats in the seconds it had before. Sure, clearing a pathway for celebrities was one thing - one of the few pleasures he had left in his life was crushing the dreams of papparazi - but he wasn't entirely sure that he could pull off what he had those years ago.

What he had for those fateful weeks he spent tracking her down. Lost in reverie, he brought himself back to the moment. "So...eighteen, huh?" Even if they were glad to see each other, Dominic still felt awkward, seeing her here like this. She wasn't a dotting teenager who seemed to worship his every move now; she was a beautiful young woman; one who clearly had had enough of her overbearing father. "What are your plans now? Going to college?" He leaned in, as if to share a forbidden secret. "Far away from that father of yours, I hope."

It was because of Aubrey's father that he no longer had his job, actually, and Dominic couldn't help but smirk a bit at Aubrey's defiance of her parents. As her bodyguard, it was his job to try to rein that part of her in, but now that they were...friends?...he could admire it. Revel in it, even, and that he was playing a part in helping her rebel.

But surely she hadn't come all this way just to see him. He almost felt pathetic, one that didn't show in his expression as he listened to her. She had changed so much, and he...had changed, too. Just not in any ways that could be considered good.

 

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"Yes, eighteen and finally out on my own. At least, partially. Dad is still a little uptight about everything I do, like that's a surprise." She started as she took slow sips of her drink, concentrated while speaking of her father. In all truths about her father, he was more of jerk than he used to be. Politics. He blamed it all on politics for his irate behavior and everything that has gone wrong in the world, especially with the way Aubrey was easily influenced by everything he thought was 'bad'.

Which of course, was all in his imagination. When at home, Aubrey was basically a prisoner at home. After her return home, her father installed a state of the art security system in the house which watched her every move. She hated it, of course. It's how it's been for the past 4 years but now, she was out. Not yet free, but out for now.

This of course explained why Aubrey took off a day earlier than planned. It gave her a headache to even think about it and the wrath of her father she was going to have to face when she got home.

"As for school," Aubrey continued, "Yes, it's far away. In Boston, no less. That was about as far away from California as I could get. Annnd.." Aubrey paused for a playful dramatic pause, "I'm going to be majoring in Business!" She laughed, shaking her head, lowering her voice, "But really, I came here to see you Dominic. I missed you yes. More than you'll ever know. There have been other guards since...you were asked to leave. None were like you. Hell, no one came close to what you and I had shared. I mean, we laughed. You understood me. You listened to me.." She almost slammed her cup down, frustrated all over by that day... well, not just that day but by everything that led up to Dominic's dismissal.

She didn't say anything for a good minute before taking a deep breath, working up the courage to ask what she was going to ask him and she hoped so much he wouldn't turn her down. "So, I'm staying in the city for a few days and I know you're probably busy but I was wondering if you'd join me tonight for dinner at the hotel restaurant. It's no where near the start of an apology for what my father did after it was all over but also, it's the beginning of a thank you. I owe my life to you Dominic. So please," her voice quivered wtih emotion, "please say yes." She looked at him, studied him and watched his body language to see if she could guess what his answer was before he said it.

 

[Bevatoria]

"Sure." responded Dominic, not able to resist a bit of a teasing lilt in his voice. "A 'little' uptight." Aubrey's father was a very controlling man, and had always tried to pass it off as him caring for his beloved daughter. Probably even more so after her kidnapping. Like the many world leaders who'd justified terrible tragedies to cut rights to those they claimed to care about and protect, her father had used the kidnapping to try to give her a curfew, put her under real guard, pretty much do everything but look over his daughter's shoulder night and day. He leaned back as Aubrey continued with her usual excitable tone.

"As for school, Yes, it's far away. In Boston, no less. That was about as far away from California as I could get. Annnd.." Dominic remembered her tendency to pause for the dramatic, and indulged her as he didn't say a word until she continued. "I'm going to be majoring in Business!"

That laugh, the way she moved, it tugged at Dominic, trying to loosen him up. She was telling him about herself, similar to how her younger self would babble on endlessly without knowing if Dominic was listening. He always had been; more for her safety then his interest, but one gradually melded into the other. Learning about her friends meant learning her habits, which meant knowing how she thought; a trait he came to admire after a while.

"But really, I came here to see you Dominic. I missed you yes. More than you'll ever know. There have been other guards since...you were asked to leave. None were like you. Hell, no one came close to what you and I had shared. I mean, we laughed. You understood me. You listened to me.."

He nodded, not sure of what to say. Dominic's expression was forlorn, and the mood in the air was uncertain. He'd been quiet even at the best of times, not friendly, exactly, but caring...at least enough to make a friend out of a young girl. Was even that taken away? He opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but nothing came out, and he sipped his coffee, looking away. He could believe her not getting along with a lot of the guards - young women did tend to be fickle, and Dominic had been fairly personable at the time - but still hearing Aubrey's affection for him warmed his heart a little, even if his expression didn't change much.

Luckily, Aubrey picked up the conversation."So, I'm staying in the city for a few days and I know you're probably busy but I was wondering if you'd join me tonight for dinner at the hotel restaurant. It's no where near the start of an apology for what my father did after it was all over but also, it's the beginning of a thank you. I owe my life to you Dominic. So please, please say yes."

It would be an exaggeration to say that Dominic had never said no to Aubrey. Being her personal protector had meant, by definition, not letting her go wherever she pleased and Aubrey always had been fairly impulsive. But even as he struggled for reasons to say no - to not let her see more of what his sad life had become - seeing her heartfelt expression, the way she looked at him with those puppy dog eyes...he hesitated. "I don't know, Aubrey...I'm sure there are other things a...young woman should be doing, visiting New York for the first time..."

He almost said 'beautiful', but kept it out of his statement as he looked at her, then around her, as if the walls of the coffee shop would help him make his decision. In the end, Dominic didn't bother fighting the part of him that wanted to connect with her again, almost smiling as he met her gaze.

"...but if you're willing to lower yourself to my level how could I say no?" Again, he almost chuckled as he looked at her, seeing the expression at his answer. "What time did you want to meet up?" He'd almost wanted to fake being busy, but it was his day off and even if it wasn't, that'd only be making an excuse. "Just so I have enough time to clean up a bit." He hadn't shaved since yesterday, and figured he'd need to have something better then a t-shirt and jeans on...

 

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"I don't know, Aubrey...I'm sure there are other things a...young woman should be doing, visiting New York for the first time..."

Aubrey's heart almost stopped as Dominic hesitated, feeling that he was just going to turn her down, perhaps tell her that she was just a silly little girl for even asking him out to dinner. But she waited as he continued, "...but if you're willing to lower yourself to my level how could I say no?"

Covering her mouth to hide her wide smile, she was literally bouncing in her chair. She accepted it as a yes to her invitation. "What time did you want to meet up? Just so I have enough time to clean up a bit."

Jumping up for her chair and nearly tackled him with a hug, letting out a high pitch squeal of excitement. She was sure the entire coffee patrons were watching her craziness as she wrapped her arms around the man at her table. But Aubrey didn't care, she held onto Dominic longer than necessary she was sure. Quickly, she kissed his cheek, "Thank you, thank you!" She said with a giggle as she rubbed her lips as his unshaven face tickled her and she ran a finger along his cheek, but never let her other arm let go of his shoulder as she held onto to him, "I don't know, I like the look. Makes you seem, tougher." Smiling, she finally let go and took out her phone, as she saw her father called two more times but she had had the phone on silent. Looking at the time, she shrugged, it was just after 4PM, "How about 7PM?"

With that, she told him which hotel she was at as she grabbed her bag and he walked with her out of the coffee shop, "So, if you get there early, I'm in room 734 and if not, I'll meet you downstairs?"

Hailing a cab, Aubrey eyes sparkled as she ran her fingers along Dominic's face before getting in.

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Around six-thirty, Aubrey looked at herself in the mirror, butterflies were bothering her stomach. What if Dominic decided not to come? What if he thought all her actions during their pre-meeting was all that of former little girl he used to watch after.

No, he wouldn't do that. Not to her. He never once disappointed her or let her down. He wouldn't start now...would he?

No Aubrey, now stop! Her mind screamed at her as her reflection stared back at her. For tonight, she had chosen a special dress. Sure, it showed off more skin than her father would have allowed but she liked it. It made her feel more grown up than her eighteen years and yes, she was dressed appropriately. It was also Dominic's favorite color. Blue. She had her red hair carefully clipped to one side as it fell in tendrils around her face, framing it.

Her phone sounded and she turned away from the mirror. She got a sick feeling that it might be Dominic texting her to cancel. Silently praying he wasn't cancelling on her, Aubrey red the message, seeing that yes, it was from Dominic, and no, he wasn't cancelling but more so just letting her know that he was at the bar of the restaurant, waiting. Now, Aubrey got a different feeling in the pit of her stomach. The feeling of excitement.

Moments later, Aubrey was stepping out of the elevator and walked to the bar of the restaurant. She hesitated at the entrance before spotting Dominic at the bar. Smiling, she walked over to him and made her presence known as she tapped his shoulder, "Hello Dominic."

 

[Bevatoria]

As usual, Aubrey's reaction was more then the situation warranted, but Dominic still enjoyed the feel of her arms around him, and her body pressed against his; albeit in a different way then he had four years ago...his arm lingered on her back, keeping her close (more to ensure she didn't sprawl onto the ground from her momentum). Again, she kissed his cheek, and Dominic found himself focusing on the warmth and wetness her lisp and left as she continued. "Thank you, thank you!" He couldn't help but notice her holding onto him, or her fingers slyly tracing his cheek; his stubble parting for her soft touch. "I don't know, I like the look. Makes you seem, tougher."

The idea of disappointing her suddenly left him with the idea that not shaving would be fine. It just so happened that it coincided with him doing less work as well; so the two day shadow would stay. "How about 7PM?" she asked, and he at least put the appearance forward of thinking about it before nodding. Dominic had no plans tonight, and the idea of trying to recapture a small part of his old life was starting to gain its appeal, even if he knew how risky that was in his current state of mind. Sometimes, there was no going back, and if anything Aubrey was living proof of that.

"So, if you get there early, I'm in room 734 and if not, I'll meet you downstairs?"

"Sounds good." That was a bold faced lie. It sounded great, and yet all Dominic could seem to muster was a forced smile; his cheeks still as heavy with regret and frustration as they'd ever been. It was quite a contrast to the life and energy Aubrey always seemed to show; if anything, the four years they'd been apart (or maybe the distance from her father) had seemed to emphasize that particular feature of her.

With that, she left, and Dominic lingered for a moment, lost in thought as he looked out the window. The time until tonight was going to drag, and not entirely for good reasons, he mused as he stayed at the table for a while before heading home.

*****

Dressing for a night out never came easily to Dominic, but for Aubrey he'd make an effort, and so he threw on a dark red button up shirt with a collar and a black sports jacket to go with light coloured khakis. It suited a night at the bar, or so he thought as he texted Aubrey to let him know he was there. He'd already bought his first drink, a beer which he thought he'd finish by the time she got down there.

It was fortunate the bottle was almost empty as he saw her, as it took every ounce of control not to do a double take. He'd noticed the way she'd grown earlier, but now, as she strutted towards him in her form fitting blue dress, showing off her bare shoulders; her hips seeming to sway as her shoes hit the floor. It occurred to Dominic just how much she had changed. There was no hiding it now; this was a developing young woman, freshly turned eighteen, walking towards him. He shifted in his stool to look at her after she tapped his shoulder, also looking to hide subtle signs of arousal as she spoke.

"Hello Dominic."

"Hey, Aubrey..." His voice loosened as he gave her a once over. "You look...amazing." Suddenly feeling underdressed, he gave an embarrassed smile as he motioned to a nearby table. "Shall we?"

He sat in a chair, the dim lighting of the bar and soft music taking on different tones as he idly fingered a menu. "So...." He'd already asked her what she was up to, and to talk about his life felt rather pathetic in contrast to the places she was going. Dominic was spiralling downwards, and felt a pulling within him to try to hide that fact, any way he could. "...thanks for doing this." A little bit of honesty, maybe, as he continued. "Making time to see me, I mean." It had been a while since anyone had done something like this for him, and as much as he wanted to thank her, a part of him was starting to whisper in his ear; the devil on his shoulder, the same one that brought out the bottle to him most nights.

It told him that maybe he needed to see how grateful she was.

 

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"Dominic." Aubrey said, the dim lighting of the atmosphere giving her skin a sun kissed glow about her. She set down her menu and crossed her arms on the table, leaning closer to Dominic, "I meant what I said earlier, I came here to see you. To do this," she nodded to the restaurant, "for you. Again, I know it's not near anywhere as a start of a thank you but I just hope you can know that I never forgot about you."

Aubrey took a sip of her water and shrugged, "I felt really bad after that day Dad said he let you go. I mean, after all you had done for me. To get me back from those...those assholes," she blushed, rarely able to cuss, "And what does he do? Dismisses you like nothing happened. Almost like blaming you. I never forgave him for that. And I don't think I ever will."

She ran a finger down the condensation that formed on her glass of iced water as she continued slowly, not looking at him as she thought about her time in captivity. The begnining of it all. The shooting, her screaming as she was picked up and carried off...a rag placed over her mouth with tape to hold it in place... then, the black bag put over her head as she was carried off to some warehouse after an endless drive. Many times she was told to stop crying and when she didn't, she was hit hard across the face. Then, there was the waiting. The negotiations she heard between her father and her captors. The phone calls, the arguments from those holding her about how the good senator wouldn't pay... until they threatened to cut off one of her fingers and send it to him. She still had a scar on her ring finger from the nick of the knife they were holding as they recorded their threats. That seemed to change her father's mind. His talks with them started to sound promising but of course, none of it came through because of Dominic.

"I went through a lot of therapy for all that. And medications. They tried to put me on medications but I refused each time because I knew nothing was wrong with me. I mean, yes I went through very traumatic event. I had enough sense to realize that. The thing is that no one knew the reason why I had been acting the way I was, was because you weren't there."

Shaking her head, Aubrey smiled and waved it off, "I'm sorry Dominic, I didn't mean to lay that all down like. It's just, the point of me being here is because of you. So, please, just accept it because, like it or not, I'm not going anywhere soon."

With that, they ordered. Aubrey hadn't realized how hungry she was and probably ate more than she should have but she was sure Dominic could remember she loved to eat and had the metabolism to do so.

Aubrey didn't want the night to end but they were the third couple left in the restaurant and it took a lot of courage from Aubrey to ask what she was going to ask. But, she figured she'd come this far so why not keep going. "Can you walk take me back to my room?" She couldn't bear the thought of seeing him leave her so she'd figure she stretch the night as far as she could.

 

[Bevatoria]

He hadn't ever been to this particular hotel before - or at least this bar, he corrected himself, as he often got to see a lot of hotels without tasting any of their food - but Aubrey seemed to glow as she responded. It definitely wasn't what she was saying, or just how she was saying it, but there was something allurring about the young woman as she spoke to him. About him, as well, and the eighteen year old was direct about why she was here. She hadn't forgotten him, and never would.

Her mentioning of his firing made him shift a little in his seat. Jobs were easy come, easy go, to many people, but something about how he'd been let go from this one had always rankled him. Looking back on it, it hadn't just been the fact that he'd fought so hard to get Aubrey back when others had given up on her - it was the fact that he'd actually enjoyed this job. Getting to know the young girl that had given him hope again. In his line of work, as a bodyguard, they'd taught you to never get close to your subjects; that it would compromise you. He'd finally let himself be compromised by her.

And was doing so now in a different way as Aubrey's finger trailed on her glass. God, she was beautiful. When had he started thinking of her that way? Her, lost in thought, allowed his own mind to wander....and his eyes to, too. Up her bare arms to her shoulders, to see the way her hair framed her face perfectly. To her legs crossed, one idly over the other, a shoe dangling off of her foot without a care in the world. This was dangerous for both of them, Dominic knew, and as he shifted again in his seat, he realized that he had to let this meal get over with and go home. She was stirring up urges in him, and while they were ones he would need to find expression for eventually...they weren't ones he could use on her. She was almost like a sister to him, the younger sister he had to protect, one who was so young, beautiful, innocent

"I went through a lot of therapy for all that. And medications. They tried to put me on medications but I refused each time because I knew nothing was wrong with me. I mean, yes I went through very traumatic event. I had enough sense to realize that. The thing is that no one knew the reason why I had been acting the way I was, was because you weren't there."

"I'm sure that's not why." Dominic murmured, not entirely certain if he'd been silent the entire meal or if it was just now he was noticing that their conversation had been so fluid. "Or at least not the only reason. You were young, and that was so...traumatic." He almost held out a hand to clasp over hers, but held back. "Don't feel guilty."

"I'm sorry Dominic, I didn't mean to lay that all down like. It's just, the point of me being here is because of you. So, please, just accept it because, like it or not, I'm not going anywhere soon."

Dominic wanted to respond in kind, but found himself unable to. For all he knew, he'd see her tonight and then...never again. They ate their meal, and somehow Aubrey managed to outeat him and still weigh about half as much. He had always been...amazed at her metabolism. He patted his stomach in mock apprehension, not sure how the night was going to end, having no idea it wasn't going to anytime soon.

"Can you walk take me back to my room?" She'd just paid, so there was no reason to linger, but something in her eyes had made him hesitate, and Corey nodded, always the gentleman. "Sure." He got up, extending his hand as if to help her up, the warmth of her touch sending a flurry of excitement in a way that Aubrey never had before. Something was different about her, about this, as they made their way to the elevator and headed to her floor.

This wasn't just friends seeing each other off. He shifted closer to her, his hand sliding around her midsection in a protective gesture, even as that same hand 'accidentally' slid near her ass. It must have been the drink talking, or the evening; the same reason his gaze darted down her dress as the elevator headed to her floor.

He'd remembered her room. 734. He paused outside of it, seeing a look in her eyes and...noticing something in them. A need. "Well." He took her hands in his, looking her in the eyes. "Good night." Dominic started, saying it to get himself away even as his hands slid up her bare arms to her shoulders; lingering on the straps holding her dress up.

Funny even as his lips said one thing, that his body - and his eyes, the fire and need of his own raging behind them - didn't budge. His hands moved to her neck, softly tracing her hair, going to the back of her head...

"Want me to come in?"

Dominic asked that, knowing that going through that door would change everything.

 

[zydrate]

Aubrey knew she dominated most of the conversation, perhaps what was out of nervousness or just because it was her style. But she was afraid that if she stopped talking, Dominic would decide that he was tired of hanging around with an eighteen year old that didn’t know much or hadn’t experienced life as much as he had. She thought she was doing a good job at hiding her nervousness. She tried to act as much as an adult as she could. It wasn’t that hard, seeing as how, even with her father around and then after Dominic was gone, she pretty much had to raise herself. Her father didn’t care about her grades; all he cared about really was what people saw. As long as no one heard about anything bad about his family, things were OK to him.

Her stomach did little flip-flops when Dominic said he would escort her to her room. As they rode the elevator in a comfortable silence, she raked her brain on whether it would be OK to invite him in. The answer was, of course it was, but would he accept? Of course he would. She secretly relished the way he touched her in the elevator and then, as she looked in his eyes when they reached her door. His touch was so gentle, it was hard to believe that this was the guy who she saw snap someone’s neck as they made their escape from the compound.

Turned out she didn’t have to invite him. As they got to her room and she opened, he stood there as did she. He spoke and all Aubrey could do was nod, a small smile played on her lips as she opened the door to her suite.

The lights were dim in the living area of suite, which had a couch and a small bar in the corner. She contemplated on turning on more lights and perhaps even the TV but quickly chose not to. Setting her small clutch down on the table near the door, she walked over the bar, not saying a word and mixed up a drink. “Let me fix you a drink,” she said as she remembered he was having a drink at the bar downstairs and so she figured he’d want to finish out the night with one more. Fixing the only thing she knew how, Aubrey poured some whiskey in a glass of ice and handed it to Dominic. “Here you go… come sit with me for a while?”

She took his hand into hers and led him to the couch and sat down next to him. Close to him really.

“Thank you again Dominic for agreeing in meeting me tonight.” She said quietly and leaned her head on her hand against the back of the couch. “I have something else to tell you Dominic…” she started, as she tried to take a deep breath silently, “I love you… I've loved you ever since you rescued me. Perhaps even before that, but after that time, I think that just confirmed it. Maybe it was a little girl crush at first but…it grew into something a lot more.”

He wasn't running yet, so Aubrey continued, “I know it’s a lot to take in but I had to tell you. I wanted you to know.”

Was she playing with fire? Maybe. Perhaps she was crazy for telling him what she was. But she had practiced it since getting onto the plane on her way here. She knew it was something she had to say and how he took it, she wasn't sure. Looking at his face for any expression, there was none. Aubrey knew that he had changed. She wasn't stupid. Something about his eyes had changed. A spark maybe? It wasn't there anymore. Why?

“Again, I know you probably think of me as that little girl from way back then. But, this isn’t that little girl talking anymore.” Little did she realize that she might be playing with fire.

 

[Bevatoria]

His 'date' for the evening didn't audibly respond, but Aubrey nodded, her smile seeming invited as he walked into her hotel room, and past one barrier that could have stopped this from escalating any further. But having lived his life as someone who usually prevented danger from happening, Dominic was doing nothing to quell the aggressive feelings stirring within him, taking in the young woman as she strutted into the dimly lit room, pouring him a whisky.

“Let me fix you a drink.” Dominic only nodded as she spoke; he wouldn't have asked for one but he wasn't about to say no; he blankly wondered if it'd keep this from going any further then he wanted it to.

“Here you go… come sit with me for a while?”

Appearing to be led, he followed her to the couch, and couldn't help but notice as Aubrey sidled up to him. He stole a glance at her bare legs, meeting her gaze as she spoke.

“Thank you again Dominic for agreeing in meeting me tonight.” Aubrey leaned back, and Dominic did as well as they settled in. “I have something else to tell you Dominic…”

At that, Dominic stole a sip of his whisky, having a feeling that he'd need it from the way she was bracing herself. Or maybe it was to avoid staring at how her deep breaths were making her chest heave in the tight dress, the top of it shifting enticingly...

“I love you… I've loved you ever since you rescued me. Perhaps even before that, but after that time, I think that just confirmed it. Maybe it was a little girl crush at first but…it grew into something a lot more.”

The moment hung, and Dominic stared back at her blankly even as his mind raced. Did she really know what she was saying? Young girls generally got crazy ideas, but Aubrey wasn't just a teenage girl anymore. She was a woman, responsible for her own decisions. She continued to speak softly, deliberately. “I know it’s a lot to take in but I had to tell you. I wanted you to know.”

Why? Dominic looked at her again, saw the genuine emotion in her expression, the same that had been in her words. He was used to everyone taking advantage of him, making him do the things nobody else would do. Saving Aubrey had been something he wanted to do, because he cared about her then, and she'd made him feel human in a way that nothing else ever had.

Now, here she was, near another turning point in his life. Another swig of the whisky, a deep one, leaving only a tiny bit in his glass, with the ice. She seemed to be looking for something from him; a reaction, as she continued with a thought that was at the forefront of Dominic's mind at the moment.

“Again, I know you probably think of me as that little girl from way back then. But, this isn’t that little girl talking anymore.” A wistful smile finally passed onto Dominic's lips, and he looked down for a moment - not just at her legs this time - before meeting her gaze.

"I know." He said softly, with a trace of melancholy. "I know you're not a young girl anymore, Aubrey." Dominic reached out to put a hand on her left shoulder, idly stroking away a strand of hair that had slipped free of her styling. This had been deliberate on her part. Coming to New York, getting dressed up like this, inviting him up to her room. She said she loved him, but did sh really know who he was now? She might have easily fallen in love with the man who'd saved her four years ago, but he wasn't that guy any more. Even if he could be her 'protector', they'd both changed. She'd saved him before, and he'd saved her in return.

Here in the intimate setting and dim lighting of Aubrey's hotel room, he wasn't interested in being saved. No, as he looked her over with an increasingly wanting expression, Dominic didn't want to protect or hold back. He wanted to indulge in this beautiful young woman, and the hand on her shoulder had made its way to the back of her neck. "So I'm going to treat you like an adult." As if an adult woman in a slinky dress had just invited him into their hotel room. The hand on the back of her neck moved to the back of her head as he leaned in; his other on her bare knee and moving up the hem of her dress, feeling her soft, perfect skin.

Dominic's eyes met hers one more time as he moved his lips towards her quickly and urgently; not the kiss of a romantic, but one of a man hungry to take, to use the beautiful, innocent woman in front of him.

 

[zydrate]

To say she was surprised by the kiss would be a total lie. Aubrey expected it. Wanted it. But the brutality behind it, that was something she wasn't ready for. But still, she took it..tried to match it but it wasn't any use with her inexperience with kissing.

Dominic's hand on her knee began it's journey up her leg, passing over her thigh before stopping just under the raised hem of the skirt of her dress.

The feelings were overwhelming as Dominic's tongue invaded Aubrey's mouth. She groaned beneath his lips and when she tried to pull away, his hand held her head firmly in place. She could taste the whiskey on his breath and swallowed the taste as her own. She knew what she was getting into when she had planned all this but she hadn't expected Dominic to go through with it. Aubrey had expected him to laugh her off and be on his way but now... now she was in it for the ride and she didn't know exactly what to expect.

Instead of doing as her mind had screamed at her STOP! STOP! Aubrey fell into it. What was the use of fighting or pulling away? She wanted to be pulled into his world, relying on his strength to guide her into womanhood. But, again, was it a mistake?

No.

Raising her hips a bit, it made Dominic's hand push up as she spread her legs, offering herself to him. Not daring to hold back...he would take care of her, just like he always had...

Aubrey had to use both hands to hold onto Dominic's shoulders, her own fingers digging into his muscles. She pulled herself to him...as if to surrendering herself to him.

 

[Bevatoria]

When something was very close to what you wanted, it was easy to misinterpret it as exactly what you were looking for. It was something Dominic had learned to tune out as a bodyguard. It wasn't that he wouldn't take advantage of it; non life-or-death situations could quickly escalate into life-or-death ones if you didn't stay alert and focused on what was in front of you. Being careless cost you your job, at best, and more at worst...something he often reflected upon after Aubrey's kidnapping. But here and now, feeling Aubrey's lips push back against his, returning his kiss, he didn't interpret it as resistance. He thought she wanted it. That this was why she invited him up her after all, that he hadn't misread her intentions.

Her hips raising against him was met by his hand travelling further into her dress, almost at her hips as the hem continued to slide upwards; his rough hand now against her upper thigh as he searched for her underwear. The feel of her fingers digging into his only spurred him further as his tongue pushed into her mouth. His thumb brushed against the apex of her thighs, against her most private, intimate area, hoping he'd feel some ache of need and desire; a part of him not caring if he did. Dominic was going to have Aubrey, convinced that taking her body like he craved would help to 'save' him; as if sex was some sort of tonic against depression. As if it wasn't a drug that could push him down a darker road then the one he was on already.

The hand under her dress soon left only to slide back up her slinky dress, going to the back to grab the zipper at the back of her dress and yank it downwards forcefully, wanting to see this beautiful woman in all of her glory...

 

[zydrate]

The dress she had picked out especially for tonight was going to be in a pile of torn pieces in no time with the way Dominic was practically tearing it off of her small frame. She cried out but the sound was only muffled their lips locked with each other. In the back of her mind, Aubrey was starting to panic...what if she wasn't ready for this? What if in the end Dominic still thought of her as that little girl he used to protect...only a job...

He doesn't care about you Aubrey! You were just another no one he had to watch for a pay check! Her father's words started to play back to her...the exact words he said to her when she refused to do anything until she could go to the hospital to see Dominic.

Her thoughts were immediately cut off when she finally felt her dress zipper give was...the back of the zipper scratching against her skin. Finally their kiss was broken and all it would take was one hard yank of the front of the dress and Aubrey would be able to show her former protector that she really wasn't that young girl anymore but that she had blossomed into a young woman...one's who innocence was written plainly on her face as well as the rest of her body.

Aubrey didn't want Dominic to think he had to take anymore so, while she had a bit of control of the situation, she stood, holding up the dress before letting it fall in a silk puddle at her feet. So, finally, she stood in front of Dominic, offering herself to him...knowing full well that this wasn't a game anymore and from here she was responsible for basically consenting to their desires.. but little did she know it was already too deep for Dominic go back now.

 

[Bevatoria]

Dominic felt Aubrey slip out from under him and he drew in a breath as he felt the urge to grab, to keep her where he wanted her. It was symbolic of what their relationship had been when he'd been her protector, in a way; he'd set boundaries and she'd skirted them because she wanted to do something different. But now, there were not the boundaries of a guardian and the person under his care; it was man intending on taking something from the beautiful young temptress in front of him.

Temptress was only the word that popped into his head as she stood, slipping the dress off of her figure to show her body to him...he stood up slowly, his eyes running languorously up and down her nearly nude figure. Dominic slowly walked towards her, eventually meeting her gaze as he pushed his lips against hers once more; his hands running up and down her bare skin and underwear; intent on removing all barriers to him freely having any part of her he wanted as he moved towards the bed she'd slept on last night; the one they'd both be on for the evening even if he had few designs on sleeping at the moment.

She'd shown him he didn't have to take, but instead of contenting himself with it he only wanted to push further as his fingers teased her pussy lips inside of her panties; slipping inside of her for a moment before he quickly and roughly removed the remainder of her clothing. As tempted as he was to push her onto the bed, he still needed to undress and part of him wanted to see if she'd help, or just watch as he slipped his sports jacket off, starting to work on his shirt as he watched to see where she'd be looking.

Aubrey would be under him soon enough.

 

[zydrate]

Dom's kiss was powerful and needy...no, it was a little bit of everything...possessive, demanding, everything written in the book and Aubrey didn't fight it. Not even when he pushed her back toward the huge bed in the suite. The back of her knees hit the edge of the bed, causing her to fall back with Dominic ending up by holding her and laying her down gently and hovering over her. So far, it was the only gentle thing he'd done so far tonight.

Aubrey still didn't know what she was doing exactly but she went with her gut on all this. Her mind was reeling from the feelings of everything and it was silently fight a battle on whether or not she could do this with Dominic. It was something she had dreamed about a lot lately and to have it finally happening... she did want it.

A shot of pleasure coursed up from between her legs to her stomach when she felt his hands on her surprisingly soaking wet pussy. Her breath was coming in shallow breaths, making her chest heave as she and Dominic continued to kiss each other with a greed only each other could satisfy. She realized she was pushing her body up against his body, her breasts pressing into his chest and that made Aubrey moan his name when he gave her a chance to breathe...There was no turning back now and besides, Aubrey only wanted to move forward from here on...as long as Dominic was part of her life.

 

[Bevatoria]

Dominic's breaths were long and deliberate, even if they only came in the few moments where their lips were separated; hungrily tasting each other, sating a need that neither of them knew they had up until now. Feeling her writhe under him as he teased her; Aubrey's tits pushed against his hard chest, the way she was responding to him...the need in her voice as he moaned his name. It wouldn't matter now if he knew what she was thinking about; he was pondering the same thing, albeit in an entirely different manner. He wasn't interested in being her protector right now, as he pulled his hand away from her sex - intending on putting something bigger and more wanting into her body - he was only interested in fucking her senseless.

He slid them further up the bed, his clothing strewn beneath him as he crawled on top of her; spreading her legs only as far as necessary as he straddled her. Her young, supple body looked so innocent; unmarked and smooth. A contrast to his hard, rough form looming above her as Dominic planted one hand above her shoulder, his other trailing lazily down her torso as he positioned his manhood near her wet, waiting entrance.

Dominic's eyes locked onto Aubrey's as he pushed into her, wanting to see her reaction to taking him in. But as gentle as his first push was, he wasn't about to hold back now that he was inside of her, and his pullback was followed by another quick thrust into her, intent on making her take every inch of his hard length whether she wanted to or not.

And with his strong arm planted into the bed right behind her shoulder, it'd have nowhere to go but deep inside of her...

 

[zydrate]

She felt the tip of his hard length rub against her soaking wet entrance and she gasped. Aubrey didn't know it now but for what was coming next, she needed to be wet and needy. Her eyes locked with Dominic's as they held their gaze with each other. Her intake of breath was hard and sharp when he entered her and she thought he was going to split her apart so she adjusted her hips and spread her legs wide for him.

The violation was foreign to Aubrey but she knew she wanted this. She started it all and she intended on finishing it until the end. But she feared mistaken when Dominic pulled back and then suddenly, before she could take her next breath or gather her next thought, he pushed into her all the way and she screamed! It was sound mixed with both pleasure and pain as she arched her back instinctively and felt her fingers dig into the flesh of his arms, which only seemed to spur him on as he pulled out and pounded into her again.

Aubrey bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out as the pain slowly subsided and she could feel herself starting to enjoy the way he was fucking her. He wasn't gentle with her. He was rough and demanded. Just the way she knew he always had been in life and the way he had been when he rescued her from her kidnappers. She raised her head and buried it in his neck to muffle her cries as she bit him when his manhood hit a certain part of her insides and she felt a pressure of pleasure start to build up more and more with each thrust until she let her head fall back onto the bed and she cried out as her first orgasm hit her full force!

 

[Bevatoria]

Her yell barely slowed him. It was a carnal instinct, one borne of years of training and repressed sexual frustration that was being taken out on poor, innocent Aubrey. It didn't have to be her here, naked and pinned under Dominic's harsh grip and relentless pounding. But it was, and so she would take him, all of him as he surged forward towards his release. The arch of Aubrey's back was delicious, and rewarded by a harsh squeeze of a soft breast as she bucked under his relentless pounding. The bed creaked, he grunted with effort, the mattress shifted under their weight but he didn't think about stopping.

Even the girl's bite into his neck didn't abate him; it only spurred him on as the pain released new endorphins that somehow hadn't made it into his single minded pursuit of emptying his load inside of the girl he'd protected so few years ago. Now, it might be that the only person she needed protection from was him, but she couldn't get it now. Aubrey was exposed, vulnerable, having admitted love for a man who was as vulnerable as she was, in a different way. Here and now, Dominic was admitting something else; he needed someone. Something. Whether this was it was irrelevant; it was what he was taking in its place.

Aubrey's head fell back and Dominic felt it before he heard her orgasm. The way her body tensed, her walls clenching around his manhood inside of her let him know that she'd reached her end. But he hadn't reached his. So he continued, not caring whether she came with him or if she was as limp as a rag doll. The point was he wasn't finished with her yet, and so the thrusting motions into her young body continued for another couple of minutes; increasing in intensity and in power until he too reached his end; his thumb pressed into her lip, his other arm still planted behind her to hold her in place as he gifted her with his seed; slowly bringing himself to the bed next to her as he came down from his high.

He reached his arm around her, the touch of her soft skin still reminding him of the hunger that lingered within him. For anything, or for her, he wasn't sure. Sated for now, but not satisfied just yet.

 

[zydrate]

She felt his hot release fill her and that seemed to bring her to another orgasm, not as big as her first one but just as intense. It took more than a couple of minutes for Aubrey to catch her breath as she felt Dominic lay next to her and drape his heavy around her, to which she held onto as she scooted closer to him. Her entire body ached, but in a good way, she was also very relaxed. Her eyes were closed as she reached behind her, running her hand against his side before sleep took her over.

For several minutes, Aubrey lay there as she lay against Dominic. It seemed like she just closed her eyes when she felt him rouse again from behind. Turning over in his arms, she faced him, her eyes focused on his before she leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips. Her hand snaked down between them as it found his hard length, which had been pressing into her side as she kissed him. Her fingers curled around him and started stroking him and she wasn't sure who groaned but it was an encouragement that Aubrey needed as she brought a leg over Dominic's waist, almost teasing him as she continued to stroke him and kiss his lips.

"Again, Dominic.." she said in between kisses, "...please..?..."

 

[Bevatoria]

His rest was only to recuperate, for it had been a while since he'd been with a woman. At least one like this, he quickly amended; some of his jobs had involved certain...perks...and he hadn't been above taking them. As lonely as he was, he ached for something resembling real companionship, the physical replacing that of the heart as he dropped into a circle of lewd pleasures and empty nights that ended the same way. Dominic felt Aubrey turn to him as he stirred, and she kissed him softly; something he returned with restrained eagerness. Then he felt her hand rub his manhood; pressed in between them, she started to stroke it. He growled as she kissed him again, her smaller leg going over his waist as Aubrey continued to tease him with light feather kisses. "Again, Dominic.." muttered words in between her lips touching his. "...please..?..."

His response was quick, and instinctive as his mouth responded to hers, no longer content with letting Aubrey set the tempo of their second coupling. His hand went to her navel, trailing downwards as he fought for space between them; she could stroke him, of course, and his cock perked up from the attentions of her hand. But he wasn't the only on that could be wound up, and as his tongue pushed into Aubrey's mouth, his rough hand pushed two fingers inside of Aubrey's wet sex, urgently and quickly sliding them in and out of her with no regard for a proper build or teasing. He wanted her warmed up, and he wanted it now; no time for foreplay or passion as he disengaged from his harsh kisses of her only to whisper into her ear.

"You really want this, Aubrey?" He said darky. "If you're really an adult, you cant' tip toe around what you want...you want to get fucked, don't you." He wasn't about to tip toe around it, and feeling his cock twitch at the word didn't deter him. "I'm not just some boytoy you can play around with...if you want me to take you, you have to ask me for it."

In a flash, his hand went to hers, pulling it off of his hardening length as he continued to ruthlessly finger her. "I want you to get off this bed, plant yourself against the window...place your hands against it, bend over, and then tell me what it is you want." A beat, as he let go of her. "Beg me to fuck you, Aubrey. Go to the window, show yourself off to the night, and beg me to take you." He breathed.

 

[zydrate]

His kiss was as rough as his fingers entered her...no, violated her between her legs which caused her to cry out but it was unclear whether it was from pain or pleasure. Her skin tickled as he whispered and his hot breath burned her, making her flush at both the feel and also the demands he was making of her.

Aubrey's eyes closed as she kept stroking his hard length until he grabbed her, not taking any regard to the strength he used to hold her away from touch him. She heard the command in his voice. A sound she had not heard in a long time when he would organize the other guards to their command posts when new countries were visited and how to protect her when it was their shift and now, he was using that same commanding voice with her. Ordering her to beg him to fuck her against the window.

Could she do it?

Did she want him that much she would risk showing herself to those that might see just so she could feel him fucking her from behind?

It seemed like an hour passed since he asked but of course, it was only a matter of seconds and that's all the time Aubrey needed to make the decision of a grown woman would make. A woman in love. And yes, she was grown up enough and proved she was woman enough to take what he could give her.

So crawling off the bed, Aubrey took a shuttered breath and slid off the bed and stood before walking slowly, with purpose to the floor length window in her bedroom suite. She shook her hair off to one side and brushed it off her back, as she placed both hands on the window before her. The glass cool against her heated palms. She then stuck her ass out a bit as she arched her back while looking down below her, seeing the line of cars on the street below. She concentrated on that as she spoke up, “Please Dominic, come fuck me...” She didn't hear him stir...or maybe he did and she didn't realize it so she spoke up again, “Fuck me Dominic...fuck me please?!!” She said, this time a little more demanding, surprised at the harshness in her voice.