The heartbeats

Chapter 17

>Abbie:

We are sitting outside under the beautiful stars. My head on Ian's shoulder and my legs close to my chest. I look at the moon, I don't pay attention to their discussion. I feel Ian's hand catching mine. My phone is starting to vibrate. I take it and I discover that the secretary of the university director sent me a message. She tells me that tomorrow morning I have an online appointment with the director. It's a good thing that I took my laptop with me.
"Well, we're going to go to bed," Christian tells us. "Ok" answers Ian.
Jane gets up and Christian takes her by his arm. "Good night" I say with a mocking smile on my face. The four of us know that they are going to fuck. "He's going to fuck her," Ian whispers to me.
"I know" I release a laugh, then I look at the moon again.
It's not the full moon, it's the last quarter. Ian raises his head and looks at the moon too.
"You're better?" He asks with a weak tone. I lower my head.
"Yes" I answer.
He is the first and only person who saw me cry, several times even. Nobody saw me cry not even my parents, but with him it's different. I'm not afraid or shy to cry in front of him, quite the opposite.
"Thank you" I thank him in a low voice.
But it looks like he didn't like it.
"Abbie, listen to me," he orders me severely while straightening up,
"I didn't do anything for you to thank me firstly, secondly stop thanking me every time I help you. I'm not by your side to thank me, I'm not helping you to thank me. I do them because I want it. So stop thanking me," he continues but calmly.
I'm looking at him. I don't want to answer him, I just want to look him.
"Sometimes I argued with Jasper not to thank him and it bothered him a lot. And the last thing I want is that I annoy or disturb someone, so little by little I started saying thank you for everything and anything" I end up answering.
And by saying my words I realize that he was manipulating me, that he was trying to change me, that he was trying to make me his doll that he was able to control it. I start to distract myself with my bracelets, he notices and he holds my hand.
"He took advantage of your sensitivity Abbie, and I am not him," he told me, caressing my cheek by his other hand.
"But I have a question and I'm sorry if it's going to bother you" he informs me.
I nod my head. "Christian, Christian didn't do anything to put him back in his place? Didn't that bother him?" He asks.
I kept quiet for a few seconds, "once, he was talking with Laura and James and I heard their conversation accidentally. Laura asked him why he didn't do anything, why he didn't say anything, he replied that he has nothing to do with this and that it's between me and Jasper" I answer by lowering my gaze.
He says nothing, he takes the same position as a few minutes ago.
"Come here," he told me before taking me in his arms.
I want to stay like that until the end of time. We stayed outside looking at the starry sky and the moon for a long time. We didn't want to hear them. We go up to the room once we are sure they are asleep. Ian takes a pillow and sheets and lies down on the sofa. I want to hold him back and tell him to sleep on the bed but he will find it weird, he will start asking questions and I wouldn't know what to answer him.
"Good night, my pretty little butterfly".
"Good night Ian"

I'm coming to wake up, Ian is not in the room. I go out of the bedroom and go to the kitchen. Christian and Jane are there but not him.
"Hello" Jane says.
"Hi, uhm, did you see Ian?" I ask.
They both nod their heads.
"Come on, breakfast is ready," Christian informs me. After a few minutes, we finished eating.
"I have a meeting that is going to begin. I will stay in my room until I finish" I inform the couple and go up.
I put my back on the head of the bed wearing a nice short dress. Ian enters the room,
"I have a meeting, Ian" I let him know by placing the laptop desk in front of me.
"I know butterfly. I will be discreet, I promise," he promises me by sitting on the bed with a smirk on his lips.
And it's the smirk that I hate, he had it on his lips when he fucked me with his fingers for the first time. "Hello Miss Ridley" the director greets me.
"Hello" I put a nice smile on my lips once I've seen his.
"I received your registr—" my attention is drawn to Ian who is putting himself between my thighs.
"Miss Ridley?" Call me the director.
"Yes, sorry" I apologize for my little distraction.
He slides his hands inside my legs and then takes off my panties slowly. I look at him while leaving a nice smile on my face and nodding my head every time the director says a word.
"Butterfly, focus on your future director," he whispers to me.
I try to do what he told me to do but he lowers his head until it is directly in front of my pussy. The director asks me a question but before I had time to answer his question, Ian's tongue enters my pussy which allows me to hold my breath for a few seconds. He plays with his tongue in my fucking pussy. A little moan comes out of my throat.
"Can we postpone our meeting, please? I don't feel very well" I lie with a broken voice.
He sets us a new appointment before picking up. Ian raises his head from between my legs and goes up to my face by removing my desk. His mouth is a finger away from my mouth.
"It's time for your punishment," he informs me with a voice that is low and dark.
His head is between my thighs, again, and my legs on his shoulders. I lie down on this bed and he puts his hands on the top of my thighs. I arch my back while his tongue does wonderful things. I try not to moan so as not to attract the attention of the two people present outside, so I bite my lip, the orgasm begins to built. He removes his tongue and puts two fingers in instead. His fingers are in me while his face is next to mine.
"Do you know how beautiful you are when you are like that?" He asks me by starting the thrusts of his fingers.
"I'll let you come or not?" He asks a new question with satisfaction in his voice.
"Ian" I answer by moaning, he deepened his fingers. "Please" I beg him without taking into account the words that come out of my mouth.
"Please what?" He asks a new question, again. "Please—I need to come" I beg him again by biting my lip. He stops pushing his fingers,
"but if I let you come it won't be a punishment," he says.
"Ian, please" I beg him, as if I beg God, as if I pray. Even if he has stopped moving his fingers, their presence in my pussy lets my orgasm build. "Provided that you make your ex, who is outside, hear what you are experiencing right now, what I let you feel. I want him to know what he has lost" he orders me by starting to accelerate his new thrusts.
I moan instead of an answer. His fingers accelerate in my pussy always with the same depth. I can't hold back my moans anymore. When he brings in his third finger, I come, moaning as intensely, strongly as possible.
"That's my good little girl," he said in a low voice.
I don't pay attention to what he just said. I'm trying to catch up with my breathing. And I just realized the moan I released. Damn. What a shame. How am I going to talk to them now? How am I going to look at them? Christian never heard me moan in this way. He never managed to make me moan like that.

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