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Five Years Later

Mona's Birthday Weekend

Mona POV

I was lying out on the white sandy beach overlooking the clear blue ocean. For the first time in weeks I felt relaxed and rejuvenated. I adjusted my sunhat and glasses. The white two piece swimsuit I had chosen left little to the imagination and I knew Ian would like it. It was basically a thick white bandeau band at the top and the bottoms addressed my assets.

My body had gone through several changes over the years but I managed to keep it looking good for my husband. I knew he would accept me for what I looked like but keeping myself up was important to me. I could feel my hair blowing behind me as I leaned back in the chair.

The sun's warmth felt perfect. It was definitely a beautiful day to lounge around and just be lazy. I had been working so hard the last few weeks trying to prepare for this much needed vacation and birthday celebration. I wanted everything to be perfect this weekend.

With Ray's disappearance years ago, I didn't know he had left me as Administrator of his estate until a few weeks ago when the state of Atlanta declared him dead. In a way I didn't want to do it but he knew I would be responsible. I followed his wishes but the money he left me, I was able to donate to the Atlanta public school system for much needed computers. I didn't need the money anymore and I had cleared his financial debt years ago.

During those weeks many emotions came into play. I missed my friend and although at the end even with his ratchet ploy against me, I still loved him like a brother. Call me crazy but I knew I could always count on him. I blamed Zara and greed but even before that when I needed a friend, he was always there. Lexie believed that due to his orientation someone had killed him years ago and I concurred with her. She could never know the real truth because she was devastated about losing him . She and I decided to buy a plot for him so his mother would have a place to mourn.

I had cried for weeks from the betrayal and pain of losing my child and my Papa but I knew the only way to move on was to forgive but I would never forget. I had prayed and even gone to church to talk to my priest to understand why it had happened to me. After months of meditation and prayer the weight I carried had slowly disappeared. I never asked Ian about the whereabouts of Ray's body and it would remain that way.

Months after we were able to recover from Zara and her evilness, Ian signed over Durand's Shipping to me. I of course changed the name to Harrington Shipping and took over as President and CEO. With the help of Ian, Carmine Russo, Lilly Monroe and their friends, business has been booming. Ian wanted to liquidate it at first but I stepped in plus I didn't want to give up my dream house in New Orleans. New Orleans had become home.

Ian had decided to focus on his investment firm but had given quite a bit of control to people that had been with him since the beginning. Working eighteen hours a day wasn't conducive to our busy schedule as other things had taken priority and to tell you the truth, I wouldn't have it any other way. I never thought my life would end up like this. I married a wonderful man, I have a family most people would be jealous of and I was happy. Work didn't consume me, I had put people in place that kept it under control. I was only called in at extremes.

I looked at the mountains that surrounded me in the far distance. I was sitting in the middle of beauty all around me. The tropical wind blew just enough and the tide brought a whispery synopsis from below. I moved my head to my right and my heart started to beat wildly as I saw Ian coming out the water.

Even after five years of being married, we never lost a beat. I think year after year he got more handsome and that sex appeal, was off the charts. Running my way, I could see his muscles contracting. That flat stomach with water dripping down that fantastic body made me fan myself and lick my lips. I swear when God made Ian he broke the mold.

He pushed his dripping wet hair back making it look sexy and effortless. I could feel a heat rising between my legs, this damn man had a hold on me and he didn't mind using it either.

"Good morning gorgeous," he said leaning in to kiss me. "I thought you were sleeping in late this morning?"

"And miss that old David Hasselhoff run across the beach? Not."

"So I look like an 80's old shriveled up guy?"

"I said the old David like in Baywatch. The one that women would throw their panties at."

"Are you going to throw your panties at me?" he asked snickering.

"Only if you catch me," I said getting up and running back to the house. I had a few good strides until I felt his hand on my waist. I ducked and faked left. I started to laugh until I felt myself being lifted in the air and he started tickling me.

"Mrs. Harrington you do know my legs are longer so I will always win."

"I let you win!" I shouted out through my laughter. I wrapped my thick legs around his waist as he spun me around. I tucked my arms under his and closed my hands around his neck. He smiled looking at me and winked.

"I like it when you win because I win too."

"Is that right?"

"Of course. If you win, I win and vice versa," I said winking.

"So since I won, what do I get?" he asked with malice in his eyes. I tilted my head.

"Whatever you want," I said gained for any of his devious tricks.

"Let's see... I want to give you a lap dance. Since this is your birthday weekend, I figured we would do something a little different."

"Really?" I said a little too excited and he snickered.

"Anything for the most beautiful woman in the world."

I started to blush. "Are you going to oil yourself up all slick and shinny and whip him all around slapping me in my face? Or are you going to rub your face in between my huge breasts and make them jiggle?" I said pushing my breasts up shaking.

He looked at me confused and his eyes narrowed. "What kind of movies have you been watching? Maybe you hanging with Nedra too much."

"That girl has so many tricks, even Dommi and Lexi take notes."

"Ew!" he said.

"So you don't like when I do this," I said blowing behind his earlobe, licking the skin and slowly running the tip of my finger along the wet line. I could see him shiver from my touch.

"Do that again," he said in a deep raspy voice in my ear. I did it again and I felt us walking back to the house.

He leaned me against the wall and kissed me softly. He whispered some nasty things he wanted to do to me and then I felt a chill go down straight to my core.

"I still want my lap dance, mister."

He pulled back and grinned. "Whatever the lady wants shall be given."

I unwrapped my legs from around his waist and he slowly eased me to my feet. We were in the great room where the family would all congregate but I noticed most of the furniture had been moved or taken out. He pulled out a white chair and placed it in the middle of the room.

"Sit, I'll be right back," he said winking. He walked out the room leaving me wondering what he had planned.

I was excited about this weekend. It was my actually birthday the next day, but today was Mona and Ian's Day. We always took the day before my actually birthday to rekindle that initial meeting we had between us. I think about that day, when the rainy days try to suffocate me or I need a little pick me up I reminisce about that night. Each year I plan a huge party on Wonderland with tons of guests and family.

I heard the blinds closing automatically and the room became dark. Disco lights in funkadelic colors danced around the room as the music began to play and the introduction started.

"Ladies welcome to the greatest show on earth. Tonight we have been honored to have none other than Blaze. That's right ladies, Blaze is here for one night only in Wonderland to celebrate Mona's birthday weekend. Ladies I'm telling you this man will have you wet between the legs, and causing unexpected orgasms. Without farther adieu, Blazeeeeee."

I could hear fake clapping and cheers in the background and I couldn't help myself from giggling and clapping. He had pulled out all the stops. I sat there as the music began to play.

From the corner of my eye I could see Ian walking up to me. He stopped in front of me and gave me his back. He paused and I heard Justin Timberlake's Sexyback.

I'm bringing sexy back
Them other boys don't know how to act
I think you're special, what's behind your back?
So turn around and I'll pick up the slack.

When he turned around I cupped my mouth, as the spotlight was on him. Ian was wearing a cowboy's costume with leather chaps, with a front cutout with a g-string. He was shirtless with a matching leather vest, a cowboy hat with a bandana tied around his neck. His eyes were covered with a black painted on mask and I could see the oil glistening off his body from the lights.

His sexy ass walked up to me and put a bucket down next to me with a stack of... oh no he didn't... stacks of one dollar and five dollar bills. I laughed until he stood in front of me with his finger against his lips signaling me to be silent.

He walked back and that fine ass jiggled from the chaps. He started to work that body grinding to the beat of the music. He crossed his arms behind his head and gyrated his bottom half. I ain't going to lie, my baby sure knew how to work his hips. I mean he's had years of practice.

He eased off his vest and slowly twirled it around and threw it in my lap. He rubbed his hands up and down his chest never taking his eyes off me. Damn this man was a wet dream. He slid one of his fingers down his lips and twirled his tongue around the tip and I imagined him doing it to my hidden treasure below. I had to swallow my moan, but I did manage to threw a few bills his way.

He smiled and came in closer to me and ran his fingers down my neck and across my arms. His face came close and soon I felt myself leaning in for a kiss but he pulled away. My damn heart was beating fast. I wanted to kiss those soft lips so bad.

He pushed away easing off his bandana and cowboy hat. He worked his hips to the beat but somehow, this wasn't close to the end of his performance.

He put his hand on the buckle of his chaps but stopped. I must have looked at him strange because he shook his head no along with his finger waving no.

He snapped his fingers and the music changed. I was in totally shock. I knew Ian was a freak, but tonight he was turning it up. I looked at the man I loved and something indescribable hit me. My body began to be turned up faster, I could feel wetness pooling at the thin layer between my sex and swimsuit bottom. A chill went up and down my spine and I had to adjust my top because my nipples were hard as diamonds.

The song of all strip songs blasted through the speakers, Ginuwine's Pony.

I'm just a bachelor
I'm looking for a partner
Someone who knows how to ride
Without even falling off

This man had me fanning myself. I needed a drink quickly, I thought to myself.

Gotta be compatible
Takes me to my limits
Girl when I break you off
I promise that you won't want to get off

His movements matched the lyrics. He had me licking my lips and trying to touch him. I felt like one of those under sexed perverted women, but I knew he was all mine. He worked his way back to me and raised my hands to unbuckle his chaps. My hands were sweating and my thighs were starting to rub together.

Finally I managed to get them loose and he slowly eased them down. I couldn't help myself as I helped him pulled them right off.

Standing in front of me he had nothing but the g-string on and the monstrous hidden sword was rising to attention. I licked my lips and stroked it. Ian threw his head back as his sword pulsated in my hand. He back away slowly leaving me with a dry mouth.

I threw out a few more bills making it rain and he came back. He hovered over me with his hands on each side of the chair and worked his body. He dropped to his knees and wormed his way back up between my legs. I licked him up his chest and blew cool air up the strip. His nipples harden instantly.

He put one foot on the chair and rolled his bottom half as I stroked him. He didn't stop and I didn't either. The g-string was slowly slipping off. How he managed to keep it hidden so long was a shock to me. He continued and I rubbed my hands down his thighs on to his legs.

He leaned in and kissed me. It was soft but quickly turned into demanding. I pushed him back and he grinned. This was my damn striptease and I was going to enjoy it.

The song had gone into instrumental. He turned around and I slapped him on the ass. Good Lawd his ass was tight. I rubbed away the pain and did it again but this time I cover the licks with a kiss. I slid my hands over and grabbed the thin strip of material and pulled it down. I wanted to see him in all his glory.

He turned around and he had to be the sexiest man I had ever seen. That ripped body, that deep cut that defined him on a pair of jeans and those eyes not only had me panting but she was too below. His erection caused my mouth to water and me to lower myself.

I eased down to my knees just for a taste. He was beautiful, not a flaw in sight. Just a little of his essence spilled from that tiny slit. One little taste was all I needed. I licked my lips and took my tongue and traced the outline. He moaned and that one taste sent me over the edge. I couldn't stop myself even if I wanted too.

Some sexual force took over causing me not to let go. I was going for the whole gusto. Call me a thirsty woman, a whore or even nasty. I needed him to feel how much I wanted him. Using my mouth, lips and hands I made love to him below. I could hear his deep moans and his legs became unsteady.

He was my pleasure, my temptation. I needed him to know that he was claimed and all mine. I sucked, licked, squeezed and gave him the works. I could feel him trying to keep control but he was miserably failing.

"Shit, fuuuucccckk!" he called out but I didn't stop. It was my mission to drain him dry. He went to pull back but I kept my hold. I wanted whatever he was ready to dish out.

"Ohhhhh, mother...fu....," he called out and I reveled in his dismiss. I pulled back my full lips and licked him one last time. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder like Tarzan.

I was still licking my lips when we entered the bedroom and he tossed me on the bed. I couldn't help the smirkiest grin that crossed my face.

"It's your birthday not mine," he said in a throaty voice.

"Correct and I get to do things whatever, wherever and whenever I want my choice remember. So if I want to slob the knob, fuck my man senseless or if I want to lie here buck naked daring you to touch me, I can do that. Remember the rules of birthday weekends?"

He nodded in agreement.

"So if I wanted Blaze to show me a good time, will you let him come out and play," I said rubbing my hands against my nipples and down my flat stomach to my shivering pearl. I dipped my fingers inside, closed my eyes and licked my lips.

I felt the bed dip and more fingers made their way under my bottoms. He eased off the side and pushed them down my legs. I lifted my legs in the air and he tossed them across the room.

He wasted no time kissing me inside my inner thighs and rubbing up and down my legs. In no particular order he wooed me. My brain was running frantically trying to figure out where he would end up.

He kissed me up my stomach, twirling his tongue across my bellybutton, up between my breasts where he nibbled on my nipples.

"Blaze...ah yes," I whimpered in the air.

"Tell me your desires and I will grant the request. Just say the words and you will be free," he said whispering each word against my skin.

"I want...I want you and Ian together. I want all of us to unite as one."

He leaned up a little.

"With just a dash of the Hatter thrown in," I said looking into his eyes. I swore I saw something flash in his eyes.

"I know all about him and I'm not afraid. He is apart of you and since you are apart of me, he's apart of us," I said against the corner of his cheek. I kissed him over to his lips taking him out of his thoughts.

"I need you. I need you all to make my gift complete. Don't you want to show me all of you sweet...(moan) heart."

He looked down at me with a sparkle of mischief in his eyes. I knew tonight would be a night I would never forget. I leaned back in the bed and pulled off the bandeau top. My breasts spilled in front of him and he dipped his head.

"Oh yes," I moaned as I watched him take control. He was my man, my husband and I would take the good with the bad. He would never hurt me only unless he fucked me to an inch of my life and not give me what I needed then maybe I would be the one to hurt him.

My quivering walls could no longer hold the flood gates. Remnants of my heated desire leaked out causing passion to weave her web.

He kissed me on the neck working his way back down my body. Inch by inch his act of seduction caused me to lose all sense of reality. How can a woman crave a man with just a simple touch or a sweet kiss or even being in the same room with just a glance cause her to lose herself in another?

My breath became no longer mine. The man that stared back into my eyes slowly and methodically entered him leaving me speechless. The feel of him taking possession of me could no longer be controlled.

"All mine," he growled causing me to swallow hard. This was what I wanted the connection, the force that brought us together and the force that would keep us together. No secrets, no lies, just us sharing in the soul of one another.

His rhythm was slow and the tempo began. I wrapped my legs around his waist and we made love and I lost myself in the feeling. It was so good I cried. Even after all we had been through we were still together as one.

He kissed my tears as they slowly ran down my cheek. We intertwined our fingers and he gave me exactly what I needed. I felt my release and my breath hitched in the back of my throat. He kissed my neck as the after effects shook my body.

"Ready," he whispered in my ear. I smiled knowing what was coming next.
I rolled over to my stomach and raised up on all fours. Blaze was coming out to play and I was ready. Before the last of my release he took control. He entered from behind and cupped my sex.

Playing peek or boo with my pearl, that thick muscle showed no mercy and I didn't want it to.

"Ooooooooahhhhhh," I managed to stumble over and over as he sliced through me like a hot knife through butter.

"Oh my dear Jesus, we are goingggg to Helllll!" I called out as he slipped a finger in the backdoor causing my legs to go weak and my body thrashing with convulsions while he never stopped taking care of business. I screamed out as waves upon waves of indescribable pleasure released from our bodies leaving us drenched of sweat, exhaustion and pure satisfaction.

My body fell flat in the plush covers and Ian wasn't a second behind me. We were both speechless and all you heard was uncontrollable breaths released. We just laid there trapped in our own thoughts trying to resemble some parts of

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