Ryleigh
Waking up in the dark, Ryleigh knew from the touch of the silk sheets surrounding her that she wasn’t lying in her bunk bed at home.
Calloused fingers roamed over her naked body, and she gasped. She remembered coming home from her grandparent’s house and seducing Keenan.
Earthy and woodsy. She wanted to bottle the unique ‘Keenan-scent’ that wafted over her when he leaned in and whispered in her ear, “Shh, it’s me.”
He was definitely all man as his erection poked between her bottom cheeks. Without giving her any time to truly wake up, he said, “I’m in over my fuckin’ head with you. I don’t know how to handle any of this, Ry. I know I need you. Not only to be here for Tommy, but I need you…”
She blinked away her sleep. His words filled her with hope. She turned in his embrace and traced her hands until they rested on the sides of his neck, just under his jaw.
He continued, “Even though I’m all in with you—Tommy’s been through hell and we need to put him first. We need to give him some time before we spring this upon him.”
Ryleigh nodded in understanding. Of course she was willing to give it time. Because of the darkness, she didn’t know if he’d caught her nod, so she added, “I understand.”
“I don’t know if I can ask any of this from you. You can have anyone you set your beautiful eyes on...”
She couldn’t believe this man. Wasn’t he aware that it was the other way around? She still had the urge to pinch her arm and see if she wasn’t dreaming this all up.
“I can give us time if you’ll promise to give us a real chance. Give me a chance to open up your heart to me. To trust me.”
He let go of her with one hand and suddenly the small lamp at his bedside table turned on.
“I do trust you.”
She gave him a knowing smile. “No, not completely. Not yet. But that’s okay. Because I’m giving you time, remember?”
His body moved when he chuckled. “Always so damn quick.”
“Do you think you can handle it?”
He squeezed her bum and nipped her bottom lip. “I can handle you just fine.”
“I love it when you talk like that.”
With a sexy smugness, he said, “I know. You’re movin’ your slick pussy all over me.” She swiveled her hips, searching for the right friction to awaken the lingering tingles in her core. His lopsided grin gave her goose bumps.
“I’ll have to give you credit for surprising me earlier, darlin’. But you’re not always having the upper hand with me. I’m calling the shots now.”
It was fine with her. It made her hot when she took the initiative after coming home, but going down on a guy without first being asked for a blowjob had never happened before.
He rolled them over so he was on top of her. She tried to buck free from him, and he laughed. “That’s right. Show me that fire.”
“Don’t you dare say anything about redheads and fire…” She scrunched up her nose.
He laughed before he nuzzled her nose. “I love your hair, but I’ll keep my thoughts to myself.”
By sitting back on his haunches, he created enough room between them to lick her inner thigh. She grounded her teeth in the corner of her bottom lip, trying to keep quiet.
“I can’t wait to have the house to ourselves so I can see just how loud I can make you scream,” he whispered.
She closed her eyes and thought about all the rooms of this house and where they could do it in. She would start with the kitchen and let him eat her out on the dinner table.
He raised her arms over her head, threaded their fingers together and pushed his hips forward. He slid through her folds and bumped against her clit, causing a deep groan to escape her.
His tongue swirled around her nipple before he engulfed her areola with his mouth. Her nipple puckered by his suction, driving her crazy with lust.
“Oh, Keen…”