Ryleigh
Ryleigh stacked Tommy’s plate upon Keenan’s and grabbed their cutlery from the dinner table on her way to the kitchen. Keenan’s mom had just picked up Tommy to stay with her.
Keenan would leave for New York later tonight. She dreaded the upcoming week without Keenan at home, but her friends already planned to stay over a few nights, so she wouldn’t drive herself crazy.
Even his sister Deirdre had called and said she was picking her up for a girls’ night with her sister and some of their friends later this week.
Even though she understood Keenan had a lot on his mind after reading the file on Evangeline last week, she wished he would open up more to her. Like pulling teeth, he only offered bits and pieces about their game plan.
The awkward calm before the storm stretched on after dinner, and the only thing interrupting their silence was the clanking of plates against the sink as she rinsed them.
She jumped when his calloused hands gripped her waist. He rested his chin on her shoulder and whispered, “I’m sorry, Ry. I know I’ve not been fun to hang around with lately.”
She rinsed the last plate and said, “It’s okay, Keen. Hopefully, after this week you’ll have found some sort of closure.”
He turned her around and said, “I hate leaving you and Tommy. After this week, we’ll never be apart—not even for a few days.”
With a smile she said, “I’ll hold you to that.”
She made a move to pass him, but he held her bicep.
“Fuck. I’m going to miss you so much, Ry.”
She gave him a quick kiss and said, “Come, let’s talk while packing your bag.”
“Yeah, okay…”
She knew that he’d wanted to hear how much she would miss him. But she was afraid she would start to cry and would never stop. Trying hard to keep her composure, she said,
“I’m taking a quick shower before bed, I’ll be right out.”
He joined her upstairs in the bathroom where she undressed in front of him. These past months with Keenan had done wonders for her self-esteem. His hungry gaze swept over her body, desire written clearly on his face.
Knowing she pushed his buttons, she fisted her hair to pull it into a ponytail. With her elbows pointing up to the ceiling, her bare breasts caught his eye like she’d intended.
“Five nights…” he said before he dropped on his knees in front of her.
A giddy squeak filled the bathroom when he tugged her to him with his hands on her bum. He whispered against her pussy, “Five nights before I see you again…” and gave her a sweet kiss between her legs.
She laughed at his playfulness and said, “She’s going to miss you, too.”
With the tip of his tongue, he traced a sensual line over her outer lips. She gripped his hair and directed his face against her core.
Wasting no time, he licked and suckled her like he wanted to devour her. Sloppy slurps escaping his lips made her even hotter.
“I need you, Ry. I can’t wait any longer.”
Before she could answer him, he already picked her up and walked them back into the bedroom. Instead of throwing her on the bed and taking her hard and fast from behind like he’d done last night, he lowered her slowly to the mattress.
“We don’t have enough time for everything I want to say to you, but I hope I can show you how much I love you.”
He entered the tip of his dick inside of her, holding still and giving her time to adjust for a moment. “I’m coming back to you. I don’t want to leave, but I’m doing this for us. To make us a family.”
His whispered words ignited the spark of hope that she’d found her home—her family, in Tommy and Keenan. Because he was so sure of it, she let herself believe that they indeed were going to make it work.
She had to trust him, and so she did. She offered him everything she could give the man; her body, her trust, her love…
She met his kiss with every bit of passion inside of her, holding on to him with her arms around his neck. She pulled him deeper inside of her. With him as far as he could go, lying chest to chest, she felt their hearts beating against each other.