His *casualty*

Twenty

Mia knew all too well how she hadn't told Iain how Shaun had threatened her. She knew that he would go after him. And she didn't want that. She didn't want the man she loved to get hurt. Or worse. He end up in jail.

Mia felt as though if she forgot about it, she wouldn't have to deal with it. She felt as though she needed to not think about him. He had broken her once already. And she wasn't going to let him do it again.

Not while she finally had something worth living for. She had Iain and he made her happier than she had ever been before. And she wasn't going to let her bitter ex ruin things.

Mia pushed Iain inside. She grinned as she began taking his clothes off, stopping him each time he reached for the buttons running up the center of her dress.

When he was down to his boxer briefs she dropped to her knees and pulled him free.

He made a light whimper, biting his lower lip as he watched her place him in her mouth.

Looking up at him, she bobbed her head, taking him deeper. He reached his hand to the back of her head, entangling it in her hair.

Mia released him, licking around his length and then took him back into her mouth, bobbing even deeper. Iain tightened his grip on her hair but left her in control.

"Fuck," He groaned when she took part of him down her throat and held him there for as long as she could before pulling off to gasp for air.

She repeated the maneuver three more times, holding him longer with each pass.

Iain's hips bucked and the grip on her hair tightened, stopping her from continuing longer.

He gently pulled to get her to her feet, pressing his lips firmly to hers as he walked her towards her bed, and spun her so her back pressed against his chest.

Holding her firmly in place with his left arm, he reached his right hand under the skirt of her dress and into her underwear, kissing her neck when she softly moaned.

Iain's arms lifted, reaching to hold onto the back of his head as she twisted to kiss him.

He used his ministrations to gauge her readiness, all while inching her closer to the bed.

Once he was satisfied he pushed her to all fours and leaned close enough to whisper in her ear. "Don't move."

Her heart raced as she waited, glancing over her shoulder when she heard him fumbling with a box.

He quickly slid the condom on and moved behind her. He lifted her dress pulling her underwear down without bothering to remove them, thrusting in harder and faster than she had expected.

"Fuck..." The word was inhaled.

"You ok?" The question had sounded sincere, but he hadn't slowed down.

"Yeah... uh huh." The breathy words were more moaned that spoken drawing a smirk from the man plowing into her.

Iain's pace had leveled out compared to his abrupt entry.

He appeared content with the position, something Esmè wouldn't complain about since she was a fan herself.

His fingers slid to the front of her dress, slowly unfastening the buttons. His arm slipped around her waist, continuing to thrust as he pulled her so that her back pressed against his chest allowing him to tug the dress free from her arms and toss it to the floor.

Mia dropped to the bed again, groaning into her pillow when she felt her bra loosen around her ribcage. She wiggled it off, shoving the garment in the general direction of the floor.

More of his body weight pressed against her, an adjustment that only made each thrust feel more intense, as hands slid up her torso. She whimpered when her nipples were tweaked, bucking her hips against him.

He pinched slightly harder and she groaned, grumbling incoherently into the pillow.

Iain's hand gripped her hair, tugging to elevate her head. "What was that?"

"Do it again Dean."

He chuckled, dropping his hold on her hair as his hands returned to her nipples. He was careful not to squeeze too hard, using the bouncing of her hips as a blueprint.

When he began circling the puckered peaks, much like he would a clit, her body stilled and her chest lifted for better access. Her moaning increasing in volume until he felt her tighten around him.

Iain lessened the touch as he coaxed her down, giving into his own release when she was close to collapsing on the bed.

Mia looked to him. She smiled. "That was well deserved," she said as she looked to him.

"It was."

Mia knew how she was trying to make it all work. Knowing she didn't want Iain going after Shaun. So she knew it was best she kept her mouth quiet about it.

***
Mia went into work. She smiled as she saw Bella who looked to her and frowned. "Are you okay? You don't seem yourself," she said.

Mia nodded. "Yeah I'm okay."

"No you're not. What's going on?" Bella asked as she pulled her into an empty room. "Well?"

"It's Shaun. He told me he was going to ruin me like I ruined him. I don't know what the hell that means. But I'm freaking out. I haven't told Iain. I know what he's like and he'll go after him. I don't want him getting hurt or anything," she mumbled.

Bella looked to her. "You need to tell someone. He's dangerous and I'm scared for you. I don't want anything happening to you at all. You mean a lot to me. And I'm worried that he'll hurt you," she said.

"I'm scared. Iain could get hurt. Or worse. He could get arrested. And I don't want that. I don't want to ruin his life," Mia mumbled.

"It's gonna be okay. I promise."

***
Mia was sitting in the ambulance bay. She saw Iain who looked to her and smiled. "Hey babe. Are you okay?" He asked as he kissed her lips.

Mia nodded. But would she be able to open up and tell him what had happened and how Shaun had threatened her?