A/N: Sorry that I took so long to update my life has been draining! I haven't been taking my medicine for my anemia like a good girl so I've been sleeping a lot:/ Anyways I will get better about it well at least try. Something happens at the bottom that people don't like to read (I don't blame them) so I didn't write the actually act it's more implied then confirmed in the next chapter! Also tiny lemon...

Chapter 2: Too Close

Point of View: Tiara Somerhalder

All the way until we are in the hotel room, Ian tries to cut through my attitude towards him but he hasn't made a dent.

"The left side?" He asks referring to the bed.

"It's been my preference since the day I was born."

With a sigh Ian puts our bags down as I sit down in the chair across from the bed. "What would you like to do today?"

"Oh now you want to ask for my input?"

"It was just a simple question Tiara."

He replies putting his hands up as if he didn't deserve my bitchy responses.

"As if 'do you mind if Lacy tags along with us?' Isn't a simple question as well?"

"I'm sorry I should've asked before I called Lacy and I promise it will never happen again baby doll."

I narrow my eyes at him, "How do I know that's true?"

Ian takes off his shirt making me bite my lip so I don't smile. He saunters over towards me unbuttoning his pants with a smirk that reveals what he's thinking as he mentally undresses me.

I take a slow deep breath keeping my control when Ian leans forward, putting his hands on the armrests, barely an inch between our lips.

"I'm all yours baby no one else I belong to you."

"Mmm music to my ears."

"And you moaning my name is music to my ears."

I slide my hands up his arms, "I don't think you can make me do that."

"Oh really now?" He replies standing up straight giving me a full view of his perfect body.

"Mhm you're not getting in my pants that easy Mr. Somerhalder." I get up and begin to make my way to the door but of course I don't make it.

Ian whips me around pressing our bodies together, "Last time I checked you're wearing a skirt and it makes it very easy for me to do this." He picks me up holding my thighs and all of a sudden he has me against a wall.

"Now Mrs. Somerhalder what was that about you not moaning my name again?" He asks looking me up and down as his thumb grazes my oh so sensitive nub of nerves.

"I think I said you can't make me do that."

He smirks, "I love a challenge."

Right before he pounces someone saves me, "Mommy I need you!"

"You need to put me down our prince has requested me."

Ian groans, "We're not done here."

He puts me down on my feet, "I think we are." With a smile I pull my skirt down and walk out the room.

Within seconds Christian finds me signaling me down to my knees. "What do you need sweetheart?"

"I want you to promise me no fun until tomorrow because I'm tired."

I laugh a little, "I promise."

"Okay mommy."

I pick him up and carry him to his own room in this mini house we have for three days. Using my shoulder as his pillow along the way, Christian is out by time I pull the sheets over him. I kiss his forehead then close the door behind me when I walk out. Down the hall Lacy comes out her room and looks at me as if I've caught her red handed.

"Where are you going?"

"Out."

"Now who the hell do you know in Florida?"

She narrows her eyes at me, "Some old friends."

"At least you're not around my husband." I walk off to the kitchen hearing the front door closing.

"There you are babe. What did Christian want?"

"A promise to not have fun without him. He's out for the count."

Ian pulls me close showing off his shirtless-ness, "I think we're going to have to break that promise." He picks me up and sits me on the counter.

"No no no no! Not here or anywhere I'm supposed to be mad at you."

"Do you really want to keep making me hold out? It will only be worse for you."

"Hmm I'll give in if we do this my way."

A smirk slowly appears on his lips, "My body is yours feel free to use it as you please."

Point of View: Lacy Caldwell

"Grow a pair and fucking do it!"

"I thought we agreed on Louisiana why would we do it here? Hell you're not doing anything at all."

I roll my eyes, "Don't act like you haven't fantasized from every damn position. Weren't you two seconds away from going through with it before? What has changed now?"

"Tiara can't stand to be alone for long periods of time, she doesn't like for Ian to be too far away so business trips she usually wouldn't go on she does now, and she hates for Christian to be out alone without her or Ian by his side. We take Ian away and her world crumbles she won't make it. As much as I hate him he makes her happy... keeps her sane."

"Dylan don't start with that bullshit! It's not like we're killing the man Tiara will have to see him because of Christian. I'll make Ian happy and when she sees that, Tiara will be fine with you. You have to go through with this it's the only way. We've come too far to turn back."

He looks around as if the answer is written on the walls. "When?"

"Tomorrow you do it."

Point of View: Tiara Somerhalder

My hands end up in my hair as moans tumble from my lips.

"Damn baby," Ian throws his head back as I circle my hips.

Still after all this time I love to see him unravel especially beneath me.

"I. Want. To. See. You." I say as I trail kisses up to his neck then look down at his now opened eyes. "Mmm much better."

"You're killing me."

"I know babe," I finally kiss his lips biting the bottom one.

In one fluid motion Ian ends up on top of me grasping my thighs as he thrusts deep.

"Oh fuck yes," I groan wanting to close my legs so bad but can't. It's as if I'm drunk on pleasure craving more needing more.

As if he can read my mind, Ian thrusts harder making me murder my lip. "No holding back on me Tiara. Give it to me, cum."

My body trembles not being able to contain the orgasm anymore that is now ripping through me. I call his name as if it's a prayer not even realizing what my fingers were doing until they were already leaving marks. Ian kisses down my jaw to my ear, "I'm not done with you yet."

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I have to remind myself to piss Ian off more since it results in an ultra sweet version of him the next day after a very intense night. I'm practically glued to him if we're not exchanging a kiss we're holding hands or he's charming me with sweet talk and looks of pure love. He obviously isn't complaining but the same can't be said for Lacy. She's like a dark cloud looming over us ready to rain on our parade at any second.

"Kilamuh uh kila... The safari thing! I want to go to that daddy!"

"Of course to Kilimanjaro we go!" Ian squats down letting Christian get up on his shoulders.

I can't help but smile at my twins as Ian takes a picture of them together. Lacy comes back from one of the lines at a food place with our drinks in hand. She passes them out and we head on our way.

Not thinking my plan through, I end up downing my giant drink forcing myself to go to the bathroom. "Go on without me I'll catch up."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes babe I'll be fine," I kiss Ian then get on my tippy toes to kiss my son who leaned down. "Have fun!"

Lacy has extra pep in her step walking off with Ian and Christian without me. I roll my eyes and walk into the bathroom the only other woman leaving as I enter into one of the many stalls. I quickly do my business then head out to wash my hands. When I turn my back towards the door to get a paper towel I hear the door lock.

"I'm surprised Ian let you wear those short shorts they make your ass look even more fantastic."

My eyes begin to water as I tremble hearing that one voice that haunts me when I sleep sometimes even when I'm awake. I turn around and see the man that took my unborn child away, some of my sanity, and almost killed my husband.

"Why are you here?"

"To finish what we started."

We stare at each other for a moment then I pull out my phone but don't get the chance to dial anyone. Dylan snatches it away throwing it to the opposite side of the bathroom. I go after it but land on my stomach when he pulls my leg back. My fingertips graze the screen trying to dial anyone at all but I'm dragged away.

He pulls my hair back leaning over me making me look up at him. "This would be so good for the both of us if you just stop fighting me Tiara."

I spit in his face, "Go to hell!" I try to get from under him and out of his grasp but all the extra muscles explain my failure.

"Oh I tried to play nice but you did this to yourself."

He yanks my shorts and panties down as I kick and scream hoping that one person hears me. I hear the shuffling of his clothes signaling that I might be close to the end.

"Shut up! Shut up and watch sweetheart because no one is going to save you."

Dylan shoves my head straight ahead and my heart crumbles... evaporates when I see the mirror that we are perfectly positioned in front of. I scream out in pain as my worst nightmare slowly turns into reality.

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