Chapter Forty-One
Ryan has allowed me to hold her while we sleep every night over the past couple of weeks. I’m so fucking thankful she’s beginning to allow me to be close to her again. She’s been spending every few days having sessions with Amy; the progress she’s made in such a short amount of time makes me hopeful. I’m not naive enough to believe she’s going to allow anything more than me holding her for the time being, but a man can hope.
She finished her antibiotics and got her most recent STD screening back yesterday. It was negative. She’s been concerned because of how long some diseases can take to show as positive. I know she’s been talking through her worries with Amy. I just wish I could help more.
I’m sitting on the couch at Inkognito, sketching a piece for a client who is coming in tomorrow, when the door crashes against the wall. I jump to my feet and see Ry standing there with a look of determination on her face.
“Kitten, what’s wrong?” I put down my tablet and start to close the distance between us when she runs full speed at me. I pause, unsure of what’s happening and not wanting to scare her. Before I have time to do anything but react, she’s jumped onto me, her legs wrapped around my waist. I cup her ass with my hands, holding her up. Her fingernails dig into my scalp as she urges my face closer to hers. Her lips find mine like a beacon in the night. Ryan’s moan at the connection sends all of my blood straight to my dick. I carefully back up to the couch and lower myself, sitting back while she straddles my thighs. I wrap my arms around her waist, holding her against me, allowing her to keep control of our kiss no matter how badly I want to take over. She swipes her tongue at my lips, and I open for her as she deepens the kiss. I groan into her mouth and gently pull away, panting.
“Kitten, what’s going on?” I ask, still trying to catch my breath and get my dick under control before I start humping her leg like a stray dog off the street.
“I need you, Grey.” She pouts as she grinds against my length.
“Fuck, baby,” I grind out. “I’m taking you home.”
I lower her to the floor. Her body sliding down my length does nothing but make the need to take her right here even more overwhelming. She giggles when she can see I’m struggling to restrain myself. I grab my tablet from where I dropped it and lead her outside to my truck. When she reaches the passenger door, I spin her around so she’s facing me again.
Caging her against the door, I press my hips against her belly so she can feel me. I graze my fingers down her cheek before tilting her chin and crashing my lips to hers again for a brief moment. The sexiest little whimpers leave her mouth as I consume her.
“If you need me to stop, you tell me. Understand?” I stare into her eyes hoping to convey my seriousness.
“I know, I’ll tell you.” She smiles as she cups my cheek with her hand. I can’t help but lean into her touch. “Take me home.”
I may have run every red light that I came to. I have absolutely no regrets though, because the way my girl has been squirming in her seat for the last fifteen minutes has my cock harder than steel. When I park in front of Jack’s house and see that his car isn’t here, I breathe a sigh of relief. I exit the truck and while I’m rounding the bed, I send a quick text to Bennett.
Greyson
Please keep Jack out tonight.
Bennett
Ew, she’s like my sister too, you know. But, yeah I’ll get him to stay here.
I grin when I look back up to see Ryan leaning against the passenger door waiting for me.
“What were you doing?” She arches a brow at me.
“Just making sure we have the house to ourselves.” I press a soft kiss against her temple and wrap my arm around her waist, leading her inside.
“You told Jack!” She slaps my chest.
“No, I told Bennett to get Jack to stay there tonight.” I wink at her.
“Oh my god.” She laughs at me. “I don’t know if I love you more or if I’m embarrassed that they know.”
“Beautiful, it’s not like they don’t know we’ve had sex.” I chuckle darkly. “If you remember, I made sure they knew after they kept you up for an entire night.”
“That was a fun morning.” Her soft lips twitch, trying desperately not to give away her amusement.
I lead her up to our room, and once the door closes and I turn to face her, she latches herself onto me again. My back is against the door, her fingers digging into my scalp, pulling the strands in the most delicious way. She presses soft kisses against my lips and then lowers to my neck and chest. She claws at my shirt, lifting it until I raise it over my head and toss it onto the floor.
I’m not used to giving up control, but I know she needs this. She drops to her knees and hooks her fingers under the waistband of my pants tugging them over my hips and down my thighs, freeing my rock-hard cock which stands at attention waiting for instruction.
“What do you need, baby?” I ask as I run my fingers through her beautiful blond locks.
“I need —” Instead of finishing her sentence she swipes her tongue along the slit of my tip, swirling circles around the head with her warm, wet tongue before taking me into her mouth. She sucks me deep, not allowing herself anytime to adjust.
“Christ, Ry,” I curse, fisting my hands at my sides, desperately trying to control myself.
She continues fucking me with her face, her nails digging into my ass as she forcefully thrusts my cock in and out of her mouth. I’m panting, bright spots clouding my vision as my release nears.
“Ry,” I groan, unable to complete my thought.
With an audible pop, she releases me.
“Grey, if you don’t fuck my mouth like you want to, I’m going to scream.” She’s panting, her voice low and husky, filled with desire, “I need this too.”
She slides my cock back in her mouth and without giving her time to adjust, I tangle my fingers into her hair, thrust myself inside her perfect mouth, and groan at the sensation. I look down, our eyes meet, and she slightly nods, giving me permission. With that, any control I had left dissipates as I fuck her throat, my balls tightening with every pass over her tongue. The most beautiful tears stream down her face as I take what I need and give her what she asked for.
“Fuck, Ry” I manage through gritted teeth as my release spills down the back of her throat. Bright white spots take over my vision, leaving me unable to see for several moments. When everything comes back into focus I see Ryan still kneeling in front of me with a proud grin on her face.