Deadly Inheritance (completed)

Chapter 12

Kissing my way up, I lay over her allowing her a moment to recover, my length pressed against her center. I'm pulsing and wanting to take her now. Her little hands stroke down my back as she arches against me. I loosen the bra and kiss over her breasts. Suckling and nipping causing Charlie to moan again as she pulls at my hair. I hover over her and smiles softly down at her. I smile into the kiss as I reach her lips again.

"I want you, Charlie, all of you. You're so fucking beautiful. I want you to be mine completely." I whisper against her lips.

"I want that too. I want to be yours." Charlie says and I look down staring into her eyes. I nod and plunge into her. Her eyes close as she cries out.

"Look at me, Charlie. Look into my eyes." I tell her. She opens her eyes and as we stare deep into each other and we connect. Faster and faster, I plunge into her core. Deeper and harder we move together, before we climb that crest. Higher and higher. Fuck, I've never gone like this before. My entire body is on fire, my heart is pounding the same way as hers. Charlie's nails rake down my back and I moan out loud. Her little hands grip my ass and push me to go deeper. God, that felt good. Her teeth graze over my nipple and I hiss. That's it, I'm ready to release. Gripping her hips tight I raise them up and grin down at Charlie. She smiles up at me, touches my face letting her hand slide down my neck and chest before she holds onto biceps as I pump into her hard and fast. She cries out my name as her walls clench around me, milking me as I feel my own release hit. I empty myself inside of her and shiver as her walls keep milking me. Damn, that's one long hard orgasm. I collapse at last and roll next to Charlie bringing my girl with me and holding her tight. She's completely mine now as we both collapse and sink together in deep sleep.

Charlie

Wow. Just wow. It's all I can think. I've never felt this way before. I never thought sex could feel this way. Ryan made me feel comfortable and complete with him. I have always believed that I was useless and no good at sex. In all honesty, it never felt like this with Steven. It was cold and lonely, even mechanical but with Ryan this was hot and sexy and wow.

"Are you okay, sweetheart? I wasn't too rough with you was I?" Ryan asks sleepily pulling back slightly as he brushes my hair back and looks at face. He looks like he searching for an injury. I can tell he's tired.

"No, not at all. I really liked it. This, all of it." I press my lips together. I feel silly not knowing what to say know. "Steven never stayed around after... I'm not sure what to say." Immediately I see irritation on Ryan's face.

"Don't compare us, sweetheart. I'm not him. I will always stay. And you can say anything to me. Whatever you want. I'm not going anywhere tonight or ever." He tells me and I swear the look in his eyes tells me he means it. I want to believe it.

"I want to be yours." I say softly then kiss his chest. "I meant that."

I feel him relax and then smile against my head and his arms tighten around me as he shifts and rolls me to my back as he lays on his side next to me holding my hand. "I wasn't kidding, Charlie. You're mine. I'm not giving you up. That was amazing. I've never felt closer to someone, connected to somebody as I do with you. I'm going to make every day the best for you. I'm yours, sweetheart. You're stuck with me."

"I really like that idea." I lean towards Ryan and kiss him softly as he pulls me into his chest. This is perfect. The man I want to spend my life with. I close my eyes and snuggle in. His arms around me are my safety net keeping all the bad thoughts away. I drift off my mind on Ryan and this lovely night he's given me. But as I sleep my subconscious takes over and those thoughts of the past pain creep in.

"Did you think sex was about love Charlotte? Really child, it's about a man's pleasure. A man's release. You are to allow me to do whatever I need to to get that pleasure. This has nothing to do with you!" Steven yelled as his hand came down again against my backside. The metallic taste filled my mouth as I bite down on my tongue.

He didn't give my weakened body a break as he flipped me over lifting my hip and positioning himself to plunge in to take me again. I was exhausted, I was disgusted by him and couldn't understand why he kept going if he didn't want me. He kept saying how worthless I was, how he didn't want me, how I made him sick, but he kept going. I didn't understand.

"Get your fucking hands off my girl!" Both of us turned to see Ryan standing there. No longer a memory, but in front of me. "She belongs to me now."

"You? You're a fucking cowboy with nothing more than a horse and a truck. She's a millionaire do you really think you have something to offer her." Steven growls pulling out a gun. Aiming it at Ryan he smirks as he prepares to shoot.

"I have my heart. She has my heart." Ryan says before the shot rings out.

"Not now." Steven laughs as I jerk awake.

Sitting up I look down at Ryan, his beautiful face soft and relaxed sleeping next to me. It was just a dream, a nightmare really. Steven is haunting me after his visit. I don't want to see him again, or my father. I found the life I want here with Ryan. I just wish there was a way to escape my family. I slide out of bed, grabbing Ryan's shirt and go out to the living room. I have a lot to think about.

I have an inheritance, a very large one too from what Baxter says. I'm going to have to go to New York to get it, I'm sure. I'll need to get it released from my fathers hold so it's in my hands only. I'm thinking that I maybe could sign it over to Baxter or Ryan as a Trust so we only use what is needed for the business and the rest remains safe. The same for the stocks.

If we keep the money and stocks safe, we can use them as collateral for a business loan. Get the loan without touching the inheritance and start the business. My father can't touch the money and it's safe. It's also there just in case something happens and we need it to back us for the loan. I'd feel better knowing we have that security and no one has to use their savings to help me. Then Ryan, Natalie and Baxter's money is safe as well. That means I have to go to New York. That's what I don't want, at least not alone.

"What are you doing, sweetheart?" I jump at the sound of Ryan's voice interrupting my thoughts. He walks over in the dark only in his boxers standing next to the fading fire light.

"Thinking. Will you go to New York with me?" I ask him as he walks over to sit next to me. I don't even wait to explain my thought process.

"Why do you want to go to New York? I'm not sure it's a good idea to go there." He says softly as he covers us with a blanket and wraps himself around me. "What are you thinking, sweetheart? You've got to explain this to me."

"I'm going for my money. We need it for the business and I need to stop my father from controlling me. I have to do this. I'd really like it if you could come with me." I look up and try to read his face. It's expressionless and I have no idea what he's thinking. I can tell he's thinking about it, but good or bad I don't know. Ryan gets up and paces in front of the fire. His mind running as he rubs his face.

"You had a nightmare again didn't you? That's why you came out here." He knows what gets me upset now. I nod my head. "About your father?"

"No Steven. He...shot you." I tell him. Ryan stops and searches my face. It scared me, I can't lie about that.

It takes him twenty minutes before he stops and sits down again next to me. Taking my hand he links our fingers together and pulls my body to him. I snuggle into his chest as Ryan sighs and nods. He knows I'm not giving in.

"I'm not letting you go alone. All four of us will go. After the festival. Well plan it with Baxter. I'm going to be right by your side the entire time." Ryan kisses me and I feel the weight lift from my shoulders. I'm no longer alone.