Chapter 24
Payton
S ince the first night, we’ve been sleeping in my bed together so we were in the same room as Gabby.
But last night, we ended up in his bed. It’s a stark difference waking up this morning here with him than I did a few mornings ago, hungover and wondering how the hell I got here.
Oh, I know how I got here last night. After being good and fucked on the stairs, Rhyland carried me to his room, where he then ate me out for the third time this evening.
Seriously, the man loves my pussy. He said it over and over before I came on his face.
Even though I’m naked right now, I can feel my body overheating.
I’m not sure if it’s because I’m buried under the thick blankets on Rhyland’s bed or if it’s the naked body pressed against my back.
Rhy’s arm lies over my stomach, and his dick nestles between my ass cheeks.
Even in his sleep, this man holds me possessively.
I’m pretty sure I could shift just a little and he might slip right in.
Last night—I honestly have no words. Besides the day Gabby was born, last night was truly the best night of my life.
He not only gave me the perfect redo of what a first date post-divorce should have been, but I’m pretty sure he ruined me for any future dates and orgasms. I’m not even sure orgasms courtesy of my hand and toys will compare to those.
Joel left me shattered. My trust in men was basically nonexistent, except for my brothers, but Rhyland healed a part of me I wasn’t sure I would ever have again. Fear is no longer leading my life.
“You’re always Payton, the mom. Tonight, let me take care of Payton, the woman.” His words rang out even in my dreams.
The hand around my waist pulls me tighter against him, which makes me giggle. I can’t tell if Rhyland is still sleeping or not because his chest is rising and falling in the same tempo as it has all night, the same as mine. Maybe even in his sleep state, he can’t get enough.
God, the things he does with his tongue, fingers, and cock.
I end up pushing back against him as I bite my lip, thinking about all the ways he had me last night.
Instead of feeling exhausted since we barely slept, I feel refreshed and alive.
Throughout the night, we would take power naps, and then one of us would wake up and have to go again.
My favorite way of being woken up was by him licking my clit. I shiver at the memory.
Rhyland stirs as he nuzzles his face into my neck, peppering kisses against my skin.
“Mmm, good morning, beautiful.” His hands dance along my skin, exploring every inch.
“Good morning,” I pant as his fingers toy with my nipples.
My back arches against his touch.
“Did you not get enough last night?” I tease, knowing I surely didn’t. Maybe we should just come clean to everyone because now that I’ve had him, I’m not sure I can keep my hands to myself in public.
“I’m not sure I could ever get enough of you.” Even though I feel the same, hearing the honesty in his voice unleashes something in me—something feral and possessive.
I turn in his arms with a need for this man. I don’t want to be teased.
“Well, hello, baby.” He smirks when I climb over him, my thighs on the outside of his.
“Rhyland.” Dragging my pussy along his cock, I see the wetness coating his dick in its wake.
“I need—”
“Tell me what you need.”
“I…I…” I lose all train of thought at what I need when Rhyland grabs my hips and sets the pace of grinding against him. The head of his cock drags against my clit, and I nearly buck off the bed. Fuck, I’m so sensitive.
“Fuck,” he grunts as he picks up speed. “I need to be inside you, Pay.”
“Yes,” I pant and press up on his chest while he aligns his dick with my entrance. Of course, he teases me just a little, and I beg. “Please.”
“Mmm, I love it when you beg.”
“Rhyland, please fuck me.” Although the word me is more so screamed because as it leaves my lips, he impales me on his cock. At this angle, he hits a spot deep inside me.
“Come on, baby, ride me. Come on my cock and take what you want.”
I’ve honestly never really enjoyed being on top. It’s not that I don’t love it, because this angle is fantastic. But this position gets me deep in my head. Am I doing it right? Am I going at the right pace? Are my tits bouncing too much? Being on top puts me in a vulnerable spot.
“Look at me,” Rhyland commands, and I open my eyes. The lust swirling in his irises makes my nipples harden. “Stop thinking, be here in the moment with me, and feel everything. Feel my dick inside you, feel me playing with your clit while my other hand toys with these nipples.”
I increase my pace and allow the sensations.
“Here, you take over. Play with your nipples.”
I bring my hands to my breasts, flicking my hardened buds with my thumbs.
“God, you’re gorgeous.”
“Fuck, Rhy, I’m so close.” I can feel everything.
“I’ll get you there, baby.”
His hand that was playing with my breasts moves to my hip and sets the pace, rocking me back and forth on his dick, taking control from the bottom.
My pussy squeezes his cock, and he groans. “Yes, fuck, yes. Right there,” I scream as the most intense orgasm takes over my body.
The aftershocks of my orgasm cause my legs to quiver against his.
I wait for my breathing to return to normal, dropping to rest my head on his chest. His heart is racing just like mine.
“Now, that is the best way to wake up,” he breathes against my hair.
“Yes.” That seems to be the only word in my brain right now.
“Was there a particular time you told your brother you would pick up Gabby?”
I look up and prop my fist on his chest.
“No, not really, but I should probably get up and moving so I can get her.”
“We,” he says, brushing the hair out of my face. “The answer you were looking for was we should get up and moving so we can get her.”
“We,” I breathe, loving the sound of it.
“As much as I loved having you alone—all night long—I gotta admit I miss that little girl and her smells and sounds.”
“Admit it, she’s got you wrapped around your finger.” I bring his hand to join mine and press a kiss to his knuckles.
“Abso-fucking-lutely, I am. Just like I am with her mama.”
We finally got up and moving twenty minutes later.
To keep from any other delays occurring, we each took a quick blast through the shower to wash off the smell of sex.
Not that I minded his scent coating my skin, but if we’re going to keep this to ourselves, it’s probably best not to show up smelling like Rhy, especially when we were both supposed to be with other people last night, not together.
Since Gabby’s car seat base is in my car, I opted to drive.
Even though I told Rhy I could go alone, he said he wanted to join.
We stopped for coffee on the way because as we finally got out of bed, the exhaustion actually fucking hit me.
I asked him three times before we left to make sure that I wasn’t walking funny because my muscles are feeling my workout today.
“Good choice with the idea to stop for coffee this morning.” I bring my cup to my lips as we walk up to my brother’s front door. Rhyland carries a tray with his coffee, along with two for Hollie and Ollie as another way to say thank you for watching Gabby last night.
Rhyland leans down and whispers in my ear, “You have no idea how bad I want to kiss you right now.”
My cheeks flush, and I swallow down the lust. “We’ll get in and get out.”
“That’s what she said.”
We’re both giggling when the front door opens, revealing my brother looking a little rough. His hair is in more disarray than usual. God, I hope Gabby didn’t keep them up all night.
“What are you doing here?” my brother asks.
“Umm, picking up my daughter?” Is he drunk or still half-asleep or something?
“Yeah, obviously.” He shakes his head and runs a hand through his messy hair. “I was more so talking to the man next to you.” He turns his attention to Rhyland. “I just wasn’t expecting you both together.”
Fuck, maybe we shouldn’t have come together.
Is that so weird for the two of us together?
Can he tell that I’ve had his dick inside me?
I’m pretty sure that we don’t have a blinking sign over our head saying we recently boned each other.
Just to make sure life wasn’t throwing us a curveball, I look above us to double-check.
I breathe a sigh of relief when I realize we’re in the clear.
“Can’t a man just want to see his best friend?” Rhy says on the fly, and I smile. “I mean, if you don’t want these coffees I brought you guys, then I’ll just leave.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” My brother lunges forward, and I giggle. “No need to talk crazy. It just caught me off guard.”
How would my brother, either of them, react to learning that Rhyland and I are together? How would that talk go if I just shouted it from the rooftops right now? Okay, maybe not the best plan when there is hot coffee in the picture.
Now that coffee has entered the chat, Ollie drops his questions. He ushers us into the living room after taking his coffee, and I freeze.
I find Hollie sitting on the couch, adjusting her shirt. Oh, for fuck’s sake. Any idiot could put two and two together—my brother’s hair a mess and Hollie’s disheveled clothes.
“Seriously?” I screech, but I’m also laughing. “With my kid in the house? You’re gross.”
“Keep your pants on, sis.”
“You keep your pants on, bro,” I sass back and mentally high-five myself for my brother leaving such a great opening for me to respond like that. Rhyland chuckles but hides his smile behind his coffee cup.
“Where’s my daughter before you scar her for life?”
“Hey, you’re the one who’s always asking for a niece or nephew. I’m just trying to give you your wish.”
“Alright, alright.” Hollie stands, ready to play referee. “Let’s put the boxing gloves away. It’s just too early for that.” Everyone glances over at Rhyland, and he just rolls his eyes. Sorry, babe, I don’t think anyone’s going to let that go anytime soon.
“Well, I come bearing gifts as a thank-you for watching Gabby.” I step up to Rhyland and lock eyes with him and smile, sharing a secret no one else knows as I grab the fourth coffee from the tray and hold it out.
“Ahh,” Hollie groans happily. “Have I told you that you’re my favorite person ever?”
I glance over at my brother and stick my tongue out at him.
“Had you not have interrupted, I’m sure she would have been telling that to me.”
“Okay,” Rhyland draws out. “Ding. Ding.” He chuckles. “That’s the end of round one.”
“Whatever, Balboa,” Ollie jokes. “Gabby is napping, and we had the baby monitor. She was up at the crack of dawn. It’s a good thing she’s cute.”
“Come on,” Hollie says, looping her arm in mine and pulling me out of the room.
“So,” she says, leaning her head closer to mine.
“So,” I mimic, playing dumb when I know exactly what she wants to know.
“How was last night? I can’t believe you’re making me draw it out of you.”
Images of last night flash through my mind. An elbow to the ribs pulls me from my thoughts.
“I think that dopey face of yours is all I really need. That good, huh? I think someone got laid last night,” she singsongs.
I’m torn between a rock and a hard place because in her mind, I went on a date and got laid by someone else, not the man standing in her living room.
Even though I want to spill everything to her, I can’t ask her to keep this from my brother.
So instead, I have to lie to the woman who’s basically become my best friend since she came into our lives.
“I won’t pester you for details, but that smile looks good on you.
” We enter her bedroom, where they set up her travel bassinet.
“She was perfect—” She purses her lips together.
“Well, minus nearly causing Ollie to projectile everywhere.” We both laugh.
“Although, if you ask me, she was still perfect, even with that. Not that perfect angel’s fault that her uncle has issues. ”
Gazing down at my sleeping daughter, I almost hate waking her, but goodness, I missed her.
“I’ll gather up her stuff and meet you back out there.”
I nod as I continue my creepy staring contest. Man, if she were old enough to remember all the times I’ve stared at her, I fear it would just end up becoming a talking point in therapy one day.
Crouching down, I rest my cheek against my forearm on the bassinet ledge and brush the back of my fingers against her cheek. Gabby slowly stirs. “Hi, sweet girl. Mommy’s here.”
Her eyes flutter, revealing the most beautiful blue eyes that match mine. Gabby stretches her arms in a Superman-like stance, and her mouth widens in the cutest little yawn.
“Did you miss me?” I ask as I stand and scoop her up against my chest. She buries her head against my chest, and I have to laugh. Hmm, she and Rhyland have that in common.
“Hey, I thought you might need some help carrying that thing out.”
I turn to find Rhyland standing in the doorway. His eyes drop from mine to Gabby before he closes the distance between us. My heart skips a beat at the way he smiles at my daughter. “Hi there, Princess. Good job almost making Uncle Ollie blow chunks.”
He drags his thumb lovingly over her cheeks.
Glancing behind his shoulder to find the empty hallway, I quickly rise and press my lips to his. “Thank you.”
“For what?” He gives me a questioning brow raise.
“Just being you.” Because you care so much about my daughter and show how much you care about me. For everything you don’t even realize you do.
“Oh, I thought maybe you were thanking me for all the orgasms or something,” he whispers in my ear, causing my cheeks to flush.
I brush past his shoulder, purposely knocking into him a second, and say over my shoulder, “Thank you for those, too,” and I leave him to figure out how the bassinet closes.