Healing my Heart: Book 2 - My Heart Series (2 page)

By ignoring
Kade’s message that was my answer wasn’t it? He didn’t text me again, so he gets that it’s over. Does he think I can forgive and forget that easy?  I can’t go backwards.

Dinner with Dylan on Valentine’s Day was
wonderful; he took me to a fancy Indian restaurant that we had heard great reviews about. The chicken tandoori was mouth-watering and the service was five stars.

Dylan had a red gift bag with him so I knew he had gotten me something.

“Here Roxy, I picked up a little something for the special lady in my life,” he tells me smirking while handing the bag to me.

“Oh Dylan you didn
’t need to get me anything,” I respond to him shaking my head while taking the bag from his hand.

I open the bag and inside find a heart shaped red box with a bow.

Oh wow what’s it been a couple
months? What the hell is in the box?

I feel myself sweating. A cute teddy, perfume, chocolates all suffice for presents. But this may just be too much too soon.

My hands are shaking as I untie the box and lift the lid, refraining from making eye contact with him.

Can he tell I
’m petrified?

I peer into the box and breathe a deep sigh of relief.
Earrings, fucking earrings! Thank fuck for that.

“
Oh Dylan they’re gorgeous I love them!” I tell him with fake enthusiasm, still wishing it was a less intimate gift. The earrings are zirconias in a delicate flower shape, very pretty.

“I
’m so glad you like them Roxy and I’m sure you’re wondering, yes they are real diamonds, a full carat. Nothing but the best for my girl,” Dylan admits to me smiling, obviously proud of himself.

Is he seriously giving real diamonds to someone he
’s known a few months?

Our relationship is still fresh and well shit, it
’s not serious to me yet and he spent hundreds, no wait a full carat, at least five hundred dollars upwards on my Valentine’s Day present. I feel the blood drain from my face. Maybe I rushed this? I’ve lead him on, I don’t want a full-blown committed relationship with him, not yet I’m not ready.

Well hell how can you move on when you never really had closure or a proper goodbye with your first true love.

“Roxy you look pale, maybe you had too much wine,” Dylan says concerned.

“Yep that
’s it and it’s a hot night, can you give me a second in the ladies? I ask him staying calm for his benefit.

“Sure babe.
” He squeezes my hand as I rise from the table.

Walking shakily to the ladies room I manage to keep it together, I push the door open and commence freak out in three, two, one.

“Fucking hell,” I say to myself as I enter a stall now loudly crying, and feeling totally confused.

What do I do? It is all so full on, I wanted casual, fun, happy, and it
’s gotten so serious all of a sudden. I take more deep breaths and focus on the positives.

This amazing man has helped you so much Roxy. You can
’t leave him for buying you diamonds. He was hurt in the past and left broken hearted too after all
. A few more deep breaths and mantras from Louise Hays “You Can Heal Your Life” and I’m fixing my makeup and walking back to the table.

Dylan is smiling as I return. Se
e Rox he is sweet, caring and generous. That is all it is.

Chapter 2

Bedroom Eyes

O
ver the last few weeks I have noticed Dylan has become more controlling with the constant messages, questioning me on who I speak to and wanting to spend every second together.

I really hope it’s not going to get more frequent.

I am enjoying a texting session with Jemma and I start laughing at the last message she sent me.

Damn that was some good orgasm I just had Rox, I was seeing stars…

I reply to her text, feeling slightly jealous that I haven’t been seeing my fair share of stars lately.

Ha
well that’s the way it should be Jem. Every girl needs a man to rock her world to the point of stars…

“
Who are you messaging Roxy?” Dylan asks me with a curious look on his face.

“It’s
Jem, of course she is talking about her and Dan’s bedroom antics,” I answer smirking.

“That stuff should be private. I hope to hell you don’t tell anyone what we get up to behind closed doors Roxy. It is between you and me and nobody else,” he replies now frowning and somewhat red cheeked.

Well fuck, why so seriou
s?
I can’t tell anybody jack shit about my sex life because it is non-existent at the moment, is what I really want to say but I know it will only make it worse.

I
gloomily walk into my well-designed bedroom and start to get dressed for our movie date, pissed off by Dylan’s comment. Jemma is my best friend and I always have and always will tell her everything.

What is his fucking problem today anyways?

Well I know mine… I need a good, toe curling, earth shattering, orgasm and if I don’t get one tonight I will be a raging bull!

I decide on my
sheer red button up blouse with a black singlet underneath. It shows off my pushed up cleavage, if this doesn’t get him in the mood then maybe he’s not really worth the trouble after all.

I
seductively change my underwear to my lace black G-string that matches my bra and slip on my dark blue skinny jeans.

It
’s a warm night so I choose black strappy heels, and because I am a freak when it comes to matching, I paint over my toenails red to match my top.
Perfect.

I keep my make-up simple but with red lips to match my top. I run a brush through my long
ash blonde tresses and spray on my favourite Halle Berry perfume.

I am
totally looking smoking and ready to score tonight.

I
am still less than impressed as I walk out into the lounge room not giving him any eye contact, but I can feel Dylan’s baby blues eyes on me.

Plan is taking shape.

Dylan changes into jeans and a nicer t-shirt and we head out to his Jeep, it’s a pretty cool car, it’s black and scratch free though a much older model. The coolest part is that the roof can come off on a hot day, perfect for summer.

I haven
’t uttered a word to Dylan since his over-reaction about Jemma’s text, so I keep to myself. He owes me an apology and I’m not talking first till I get one.
Stubborn bitch.

It doesn
’t take long before he speaks first and finally apologises.

“
Okay Roxy, I am sorry for snapping before. I just don’t want the world knowing our business, I am a very private person,” Dylan tells me breaking the silence.

“
Jemma is not the world, she is my best friend and I tell her everything Dylan. But honestly it wasn’t even about us, she was talking about her and Dan, I didn’t tell her shit,” I defend myself and Jemma.

He
affectionately reaches over and squeezes my hand. “Okay, can we just forget it and enjoy ourselves tonight?”

I
place my hand instinctively on top of his and squeeze. “Sounds like a good plan to me, just don’t try and be controlling or bossy Dylan, I don’t like it one bit,” I throw in to put him in his place.

“So you are the boss then?” he asks playfully.

“Maybe I will show you when we get home tonight just how bossy I can be babe,”” I say in a deep voice while rubbing my hand up his arm.

I see his eyes widen in surprise. “Well shit, I won’t be arguing with that one Roxy. Do you know how amazing you look tonight? You are so hot in red.”

We line up to get our tickets at the movies to see an action flick. Dylan holds my hand and is sweet and attentive, but from the smirk and twinkle in his eyes I can see the lust. He is thinking about sex with me just as much as I am thinking about sex with him.
Perfect.

We share popcorn and a
drink, which is ideal as I keep purposely brushing against him. I take some popcorn and place it in his mouth, then take a sip of the coke, using my lips to press firm against the straw and licking the end. I can feel Dylan’s eyes on me watching me tease him.

“Are you trying to make me attack you in the movies Roxy?
” Dylan whispers in my ear, his hot breath giving me goose bumps. I look at him and grin.

I decide to behave for the next hour, getting arrested for sex in a cinema might not look good on my record or resume for that matter.

The movie is pretty cool, lots of violence and action; it helps to distract me from my naughty thoughts.

We make it out to the car park and hop into the Jeep, Dylan looks at me and dives in for a kiss. He kisses me hard and rough, I love it! I bring my hands up and run them through his hair.

I manage to pull back from his devouring kiss. “Drive Dylan, the sooner we get home the sooner you can pin me to the bed.” I order him while licking my lips to increase his arousal.

With that the engine comes to life and we speed off, so glad my place is only ten minutes up the road.

We pull up to the front of my apartment; I know Jemma is staying at Dan’s so we have the place to ourselves.

“
Do you want to come in for a beer Dylan?” I ask him seductively already knowing he is sleeping over, but trying to play the shy girlfriend card.

It really is my code for sex and judging from his signals, touches I
’ve gotten all night I am almost certain it’s a done deal.

“I
’m a hundred percent coming in for a beer sexy,” he replies playing along with my game.

We walk up the path to my apartment and I slap his arse for a bit of fun, then I run and unlock the door. He chases close behind me and soon I hear the front door slam. I make it to the lounge before he tackles me.
“Get your arse naked Roxy,” he growls at me while pushing me into the cushions.

He kisses me hard and fast with built up passion. I kiss him back just as hard as I add my tongue to massage his.
“Mmmmm,” he moans. He pulls back and looks into my eyes, his are so clear blue almost translucent, they remind me of mother of pearl in an abalone shell and well yep my thoughts wander to the beach. Back to a
surfer, back to Kade.

Focus on Dylan and naked steamy sex!

He is extremely good looking, boyish features, and dimples, with blemish free skin. His eyes draw me in, they show me sweetness and sincerity, they seem to sparkle and widen when I enter a room. The exact same way I used to look at Kade.

Dylan pulls his white t-shirt off over his head and kisses my lips softer this time, while caressing my cheek with his hand.

I close my eyes and savour the moment, the closeness, his touch and the sensations I’m feeling. Dylan licks along my neck and I move it to the side allowing him better access. I feel him nibble on my ear lobe, then flick his tongue into my ear. My hot spot. “Hmmmm.”

I turn to look at him, he smiles at me with his perfect teeth and smile. I lean into him and grab his hair hard and kiss him back, deepening it as I feel my hunger spike.
“Mmmm,” Dylan moans, obviously enjoying it too.

I move my hands to his hair and grip it roughly; I need hot, passionate sex, nothing more.

My hands travel downward rubbing his back, sending goose bumps across his skin causing him to shudder from the sensation.

I feel him harden and I thrust
my knee to massage his crotch in an upward motion. I run my nails along his back and kiss him harder. I want him to know how much I want this, how much I need this.

I take in his tanned and naked chest, it
’s nicely toned with light brown hairs above his pecs and he almost has six pack abs. “Now we’re talking babe,” I say to him seductively.

His hand rubs my arm up and down. “Mmmm.” Now it’s my turn to moan. His hands massage my breasts as he places kisses on my stomach, licking and kissing and lifting my top up to expose my sexy black lace bra.

“You are so gorgeous Roxy, do you know that baby?” he asks me sincerely.

He called me baby, not babe, baby. That’s not his word to use, he hasn’t said that before,
no one but Kade has called me that.
Who cares?
I think to myself just go with it.

I lift my top over my head and reach behind to unhook my bra, no more taking it slow.

He rubs his hands over my breasts and flicks my nipples, then takes one into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue. “That feels nice,” I moan to him. He licks the other one. I am so impatient, I start to unbutton his jeans and his zipper; he welcomes my lead and stands up to remove them. Standing in his Bonds Underwear, I can see his arousal by the tent that has now formed in his underpants. He gazes at me smirking. Then he reaches down and unbuttons my jeans and starts to pull them down.

“
Oh Roxy, this is sexy,” he tells me as he starts to kiss up my legs reaching my lace black G-string. I am throbbing and wet.

He rubs my core and kisses me pushing hard into my centre. I feel my wetness increase
before he lifts up the lace and rubs my clit. ““Yes, right there,”” I call out to him. It feels so nice and is exactly what I need.

His other hand pulls down my
G-string removing it completely and lifts one leg over his shoulder. “Please Dylan,” I say almost begging him for a release. He smiles and starts to massage my opening with his finger.

“You are dripping wet for me Roxy,” he tells me as he slowly inserts a finger inside me.

“Mmmmmm,” I moan again. He inserts a second finger and rubs upwards as he hits the spot I crave; I close my eyes and enjoy the sensations when I feel his warm breath on my core, catching me by surprise. His tongue enters my folds, he flicks his tongue inside and then he finds my clit, flicking over and over as he continues thrusting his fingers.

I
’m in heaven. “Faster,” I call to him and he increases his tongue motions bringing me closer to orgasm. “Aaaarrrghhh!” I scream as my body convulses and shakes from my toe curling orgasm. I see the stars I’ve been longing to see and ride the wave of pleasure.

I lie there
reeling from the stars, oblivious and unaware of Dylan, until I feel him on top of me. “Was that nice Roxy?” he asks me cheekily.

I
hazily open my eyes and see him now completely naked stroking his cock, he stands and I take in his sexy body. He picks me up and carries me into the bedroom placing me on the bed before he climbs on top of me.

“
I hope you’re ready for me. I am so hard after seeing you dripping wet and turned on, I need to be inside you,” he tells me and fuck it sounds hot.

“I
’m more than ready,” I say and lean up to drag him closer. I feel his erection at my opening; the tip is throbbing as he pushes it in slowly. It feels so damn good. He pulls his cock out only to thrust it in hard this time.

“
Yes!” I scream. He thrusts again harder and faster, over and over. I am so wet as he grabs my knees and bends them towards my chest allowing him to push in deeper getting my g spot. He thrusts his thick shaft in in a melodic rhythm, slamming into me rough and hard. I can’t remember the last time he was so rough with me but I love it.

Again and again, he increases speed and I feel my release hit.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I scream loudly finally getting what I need for the second time today. Dylan follows with his release smashing into me three more times as I feel his warm liquid pour into me. He collapses on top kissing me.

“
Damn that was amazing,” he tells me and I nod still on cloud nine. He rolls over to his side and spreads out.

It
’s at this exact moment that I feel like crying and a tear slips out of my eye.

A
mirthless single tear for the loss of my heart; it may be healing but without Kade it will never be complete.

I wipe it away quickly before Dylan notices. He cuddles into me, and while he feels warm I shiver from the lack of love I feel for this man. The cold numbness in my heart
can only be melted by the candle that Kade holds.

Chapter 3

Our Escape

Training for the Pro tour is killing me. I am running, swimming, and lifting weights three times a day now, as well as surfing, but I guess it gives me something to concentrate on instead of Roxy.