as if he could do no wrong. Of course, even though I was pissed at him, I wanted him badly. I had wanted him ever since I was a freshman in high school. That and the fact that I was a virgin were my two most closely guarded secrets. But Ian was a complicated man, and he had secrets as well. And after rescuing me from a stalled car in a torrential downpour, he let me in on one of his little secrets, the fact that he wanted me as badly as I wanted him...
In Part 2, I finally got a chance to see him in the shower, and this time it was my body stroking his cock, not his hand. Then, we met his friend John Hutchinson, who Ian asked to take care of me while he was gone. After a romp in the back of the car, I accidentally let it slip that I had been a virgin. He pushed me away, claiming that he shouldn't have been the one to be my first, and certainly not that hard . As despair washed over me, a storm started that was similar to the one from the day before. And I knew that the only way I could get his attention was to make him become my hero again...
Chapter One
T ree branches whipped in the wind with terrifying speed. Lighting flared through the sky, ripping apart the dark clouds for a second of time before fading into horrible thunder. My poor little car rocked in the gale force winds, and I clung to the steering wheel.
This was a bad idea. A very bad idea.
I had driven out to Tiger Park in an attempt to lure Ian to come rescue me. Only now, I was sitting in my car with a giant tree across the road and a massive storm bearing down on me.
And the worst part was that Ian wasn't here. He wasn't going to come save me. If he was, he would have been here by now.
I was so stupid. Stupid and heartbroken. I should never have done this. I should never have risked this, at least not without being sure. And right now, watching the storm rip the park apart, I was very far from being sure.
The only thing I was sure of was that I loved him. My stupid heart loved Ian, even though it shouldn't. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I had loved him for so long that I didn't know any other way to feel about him.
The past two days had been wonderful. I hadn't exactly been thrilled when Ian picked me up on the side of the road, drunk off my ass, but I was glad he was home. Then yesterday, he had rescued me from another storm. Right at this very spot. And we had gone home, to have rain-soaked sex.
We said it was just to get it out of our systems. A way to break the sexual tension between us so that we could free ourselves.
I hadn't told him I was a virgin, something I now regretted. I also didn't tell him I wasn't on birth control, even though I let him come in me.
This morning, I had woken up in his bed, sore and happy. Life, as far as I was concerned was perfect. I'd finally gotten to have him in the shower, hard and soapy just like I'd wanted for so long. We'd had lunch with an old army buddy of his, and then couldn't contain ourselves and had to stop at Lover's Lane.
It had been perfect.
And then it had all fallen apart.
He'd been furious at himself for the way he'd taken my virginity. My first time had been rough and hard, but I'd loved it because it was with Ian. He didn't see it that way though. If anything, to him, it highlighted just how much we shouldn't be together.
And we shouldn't have been together in the first place. Ian was my stepbrother. We were considered siblings. Anyone who found out about the two of us would be disgusted. The scandal in our conservative town would be the stuff of legends, and it would be our parents who would suffer.
Between our “incestuous” relationship and the fact that I had been a virgin, Ian tried to do the honorable thing and leave me alone.
I wiped at the tears starting to fall down my face. Ian always did the honorable thing. He was a good soldier. He was everything a man in the army should be. Which was why he was leaving in a month to put himself in harm's way for