Renley
He woke up rock hard the next morning, and it didn’t help that his kitten was grinding her ass against his erection.
He pulled away, not wanting to make this about sex, but Eveline clearly had other plans.
A dainty hand reached behind her, palming the bulge in his pants.
With a low groan, he wrapped his fingers around her petite wrist and forced her to hold still.
“Kitten,” he gritted between clenched teeth.
“Hmm?” she hummed, still sleep drunk.
“If you don’t want my dick inside your cunt to fuck you back to sleep, you’d better drop that hand.”
“Sounds like a good morning to me,” she teased.
Inhaling deeply, he realised that he needed to follow through on his threat. Shifting his weight, he pulled the pillow from between her legs and tossed it aside. Before she could blink, he had Eveline facedown on the mattress, bracing himself on one arm beside her head.
Nosing along her neck, trailing a path to her ear, he gave her one last chance to back out. “Still think it’s a good idea to tease me?”
She eagerly nodded, trying to wiggle out of her shorts. He chuckled to himself, amused at how needy she was despite being half asleep. He sat back, assisting her with her shorts like the gentleman he was.
“Get rid of the top too,” he husked, busy with groping her ass. An intrusive thought took over, and he slapped her right cheek. Her body jolted, but her nose wrinkled. “Ah, my little kitten only likes her cunt spanked.”
With the last of her clothes tossed aside, Eveline peered over her shoulder. “Is that weird?”
“No, kitten.” And with a tender kiss to soothe the sting, he apologised. “I’m sorry for letting my thoughts take over without checking with you first.”
“I forgive you.”
“But only if I give you my cock, aren’t I right?”
Lip between her teeth, she handed him a pillow.
Renley took the hint and lifted her hips for her, reaching for the condoms on the nightstand with his other hand.
God, how had he gotten so lucky? She looked perfect, her ass on display, her lips curled in an intoxicating smile while her tits spilled from beneath her.
He flattened his palm at the base of her spine, smoothing his hand up the soft skin until his hand curled around her neck.
His other hand dipped in between her thighs and into her wet cunt.
She took three fingers easily, a satisfied hum filling the air around them.
His fingers soaked, he fisted himself, rubbing his cockhead through her slick pussy before rolling the condom over himself. Lining himself up, he leaned over her and rested his weight on his elbows beside her head, his nose running over her jaw.
“Touch yourself. I want you to come around my cock.”
Eveline already had a hand between her legs before he finished speaking.
He watched as her lips twitched into a smile and her eyes rolled back into her head.
He took her hard and fast, Eveline’s body rocking with each thrust. Her moans and whimpers formed a beautiful melody with his low grunts and groans.
Her walls tightened around him, testing his endurance as he fucked her through her orgasm and only easing into his own release once she was finished.
He drowned his cries in her shoulder, sucking as he spilled into the condom. His body tensed, trembling with the effort of supporting himself. Coming down from his high, he sat up—noticing the red mark on her shoulder.
“Shit…” he mumbled, brushing the sore spot with his thumb. “I gave you a hickey.”
“Good thing I’m going on vacation,” she chuckled.
He leaned down and kissed her reddened shoulder, then her cheek. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. I’m your girlfriend after all.”
“You are but I’m still sorry.”
“Meh,” she shrugged. “Let’s be honest—it’s kind of hot to think the whole world can see that I’m taken.”
As he helped Eveline back into her clothes, he felt that he was being glared at from across the room. “Let me tame the beasts with breakfast. Maybe they’ll let us cuddle a little longer then.”
Eveline only laughed. He cleaned himself up, fed the cats and when he returned to the bedroom, tugged his kitten onto his chest.
“So, you really don’t need me to check on your two babies?”
“No, I already had my regular sitter booked. She’ll come feed them every day.”
Adding pressure to his touch he massaged her thigh. “And you’re sure Laira doesn’t mind that I arrive late Thursday night?”
“No, so don’t rush. Just be safe.”
“Why do I feel nervous?”
“Because you’re meeting my family. It’s natural to be anxious. It means you care.”
“I do, very much. What if they disapprove of me?”
“Why would they? You’re sweet and honest and always look out for me; that’s all they care about.”
“I have a criminal record, and I barely have my life together. What if they think I’m using you?”
“Then I’ll politely remind them to mind their own business. We have talked about it, and we are in agreement, the rest is none of their concern.”
He kissed her hair and let her words ease his anxiety. They stayed in bed until they couldn’t anymore, and he made sure she was fed, packed, and loaded up with snacks and drinks for the long drive ahead of her.
Once she was settled in the driver seat, he took her hand and kissed her knuckles. “Text me when you make it there safely.”
“I might even call.”
“I would love that very much.”
With a kiss goodbye he stepped out of the garage and walked to his truck, driving off behind her. Although they only spent time together on weekends, it was odd to not have her close by.
As he drove home, he called Shannon. “Wanna have lunch?”
“Sure, where do you want to go?”
“Memorial Mall? I still need to grab some clothes.”
“Is your lady going to join or is she already on her way?”
“Just sent her off.”
“Give me an hour.” And with that, Shannon hung up the phone.
Once Shannon arrived, they stuffed their stomachs before searching the mall for acceptable clothes for Renley to meet Eveline’s family.
“Fuck, you’re nervous.”
Renley thought he’d been playing it cool but naturally, Shannon read right through his shit. “Yeah, I am,” he admitted, shoulders slumping. “She said there is no need to be, but I can’t seem to get out of my head.”
“So, you guys talked about it?”
“We did—we talk openly about most things. She’s been incredible and makes me feel comfortable having those conversations.”
Shannon smacked his hand on Renley’s shoulder. “Look at you, all grown up in a healthy relationship. I do have a question, but you don’t have to answer.”
Renley crooked his brow at his best friend, leading him into the next store.
“Did she hire you that night because she’s in a chair?”
Sifting through his options, Renley pondered how he should answer that. “Part of it.”
“And how do you feel about it?”
“Her being in a wheelchair? I don’t care.” He shook his head and picked a sleek black shirt. “I mean, I do care, but more in the sense that I see things differently now. Like, when I plan something for us, I need to make sure things are accessible for her. She’s figured out her life pretty well.”
“You don’t see yourself as her caretaker?”
“Not in the sense you might think. We’ve talked about that too. She doesn’t want me to feel like I am, but part of a relationship is taking care of each other.”
“You don’t think of me as an asshole for asking?”
Renley sighed and shrugged. “A little. I mean, I get it: You don’t want me to hop into a relationship I’m not ready for. Being with an abled woman could be seen as more convenient to some, but Eveline’s never made me feel like I’m not in a normal relationship.”
“She seems like a good woman.”
“I sense a ‘but’ coming…”
“She’s bossy. I never thought you liked that kind of woman.”
Renley bit his lip, ducking away to hide his blush—but his best friend was none the wiser.
“Oh, fuck—spit it out!”
The words slipped out before Renley could stop himself. “She’s not bossy in the bedroom.”
“She lets you toss her around, huh?”
The smirk got brighter, so bright it pained his heated cheeks. “A little.”
“Kinky.” Oh if he only knew… . “So, is this a ‘dating to get married’ relationship?” Shannon carefully poked deeper.
“Yes.”
“Wow. There’s no hesitation there.”
“We know each other’s expectations.”
“Fucking grown up,” Shannon mumbled. “But I’m happy for you.”
“Thank you. I’m hoping that I can get the two of you together again when we get back from Austin. I want you two to get along.”
“How adorable of you.”
Renley dramatically tossed his non-existent long hair over his shoulder, throwing Shannon a wink. “That pretty much describes me.”
Despite his friend’s protests that he had enough, Renley didn’t leave the mall until he had the perfect selection of outfits.
After all, he was about to meet his future father-in-law.