Chapter 18 #2
“I know you are,” Riley told him, overcome with love for this man. Some people would’ve felt irritated and inconvenienced by having a kid dumped in their lap. But it seemed with the addition of Bria, Porter was even more serious about protecting, nurturing, and loving his nephew and niece.
With the news that Seth and Vanessa would be staying in jail for a very long time on child abuse and first-degree murder charges, and with the decision about school done and behind him, Porter seemed more relaxed tonight. Less as if the weight of the world was on his shoulders.
Listening hard, Riley didn’t hear anything from the kids down the hall.
They hadn’t made love since Bria had moved in, but suddenly Riley needed Porter.
She pulled out of his arms and moved down his body, stopping to suck on a nipple as she went.
“Ri,” Porter moaned, and the sound of lust in his voice encouraged her to keep going. She’d given blow jobs before, but had never been all that enthusiastic about it. Now, she couldn’t wait to get her mouth and hands on Porter’s cock.
She didn’t hesitate when she got to his boxers, she slipped her hands under the elastic and pushed them down. Porter lifted his hips to help, and she had his dick in her hand before he could kick the material off.
“Shit, Ri,” he moaned as she grabbed the base of his half-hard shaft and lowered her mouth over the tip.
Riley didn’t know what had come over her, but she felt like if she didn’t get him into her mouth right that second, she’d die.
Her confidence rose as he quickly hardened under her touch.
She sucked on the tip, running her tongue along the sensitive ridge on the underside.
She felt goose bumps break out on his thighs, and his reaction made her feel extremely powerful.
She came up on her knees between his legs and began to bob her head up and down on his cock, slurping and sucking as she did her best to drive him crazy.
“Holy fuckin’ shit!” Porter swore, and Riley smiled as she continued to suck him off.
She could feel her pussy dampen as she worked him.
She felt strong and sexy, and when he shoved both hands in her hair and held her head still as he began to gently fuck her mouth, she couldn’t help but moan.
She palmed his balls, rolling them in one hand as she held herself over him with the other.
She caressed his perineum, and a squirt of precome landed on her tongue.
“Do that again,” Porter ordered.
She did, and was rewarded with another burst of tanginess in her mouth.
“Enough,” he told her, moving his hands to her shoulders. He had her turned and on her hands and knees before she knew what was happening.
“I wasn’t done,” Riley complained.
“I was about to be done,” Porter returned. He shoved her sleep shirt above her ass and groaned when he realized she wasn’t wearing underwear. She felt his cock brush against her pussy, as if testing her readiness. Then his fingers were there, flicking against her clit.
“Porter, I’m ready, please,” she told him, shifting under him, wanting him inside her now.
They both moaned as he sank into her tight, wet sheath.
Then Porter held himself very still, and swore.
“What? What’s wrong?” Riley asked.
“Condom,” Porter said as he pulled out of her body.
She wanted to tell him not to worry about it. To take her bare. But she knew that wasn’t responsible. Hell, it wasn’t smart for him to even enter her ungloved. She wasn’t on birth control and he was leaking precome after her blow job.
She waited impatiently as he leaned over and grabbed a condom from the drawer next to the bed. She heard the wrapper crinkle, then he put a hand under her belly and guided his dick back inside her.
“Damn, you feel so good,” he told her. “But that one stroke inside you bare ruined me for life. I’d fucking kill to be back there, fucking you skin on skin. Filling you with my come, filling your belly with my baby.”
Riley shivered. She loved when he got so turned on, he started talking dirty. And she wasn’t upset with the thought of him coming inside her. Her muscles gripped his cock as he slowly fucked her from behind.
“You like that thought, Ri?” he asked. “You want babies with me?”
“I want it all with you,” she blurted.
“Fuck yeah,” Porter said as his hips began to move faster. “Touch yourself. I’m not gonna last. Not looking down at this luscious ass and remembering how you took my cock in your mouth. I’ve never seen anything sexier than you getting off on blowing me.”
Resting her weight on one shoulder, Riley moved a hand down her body and strummed her clit as the man she loved more than she ever thought she could love anyone fucked her hard. His balls hit her hand with every thrust and she took the time to play with him as he thrust in and out.
“Stop fucking around,” he ordered. “Make yourself come so I can too.”
She loved that he wanted to wait to orgasm until after she had. She’d never been with anyone who was so attuned to her desires and pleasure.
Knowing it wouldn’t take long when she started manipulating her clit, Riley got to it.
She heard Porter telling her how hot she was, how good she felt, and how much he loved her, but tuned him out as her body demanded more.
The second she began to shake under him, Porter held onto her hips and fucked her harder than ever.
His hips slapped against her ass and sounded loud in the otherwise quiet room.
It only took four thrusts before he held himself as far inside her as he could and groaned softly.
Riley moved her fingers down to where they were joined and stroked his perineum once more. He pushed even farther inside her and said, “Holy fuck!” as he jerked.
Smiling, more satisfied than she could ever remember being after sex, Riley waited until Porter got himself under control.
“You’re lethal,” he mumbled as he pulled out. But instead of letting her off her knees, Porter stayed behind her. His fingers played with her folds, and then they entered her still swollen sheath.
“Porter?” she asked nervously.
“Trust me,” he said softly.
She did, but she still jerked as he touched her clit with his other hand. She’d barely come down from her first orgasm before Porter was sending her climbing once more. He fucked her with two fingers as he played with her clit, and soon she began shaking.
“I fucking love seeing this,” Porter said from between her legs. “Come for me, Ri. I want to see your come dripping out of your pussy.”
God, his dirty talk would be the death of her, and Riley had no choice but to do exactly as he said. She arched her back and came again. It felt as if the only thing holding her up was his hands.
Then he shocked the shit out of her by leaning down and licking the fluid that leaked from her body.
Shivering, Riley knew she was going to fall over. “Porter,” she warned.
He lifted his head and said, “I know. You’re so fucking beautiful, and I love you so much.”
He helped her lie down on her side and was headed for the bathroom before she could blink.
He was back in seconds, climbing in behind her.
The shirt she’d put on was still up above her boobs, but she couldn’t find the energy to pull it down.
One of Porter’s arms shoved under her shoulders, and the other covered her still-throbbing pussy.
She gasped when the heel of his hand brushed against her clit, and he said, “Easy, Ri. I’m done.”
Sighing in relief, she still jerked in surprise when he raised one of her legs and propped it up on his thigh, opening her to his hand. He gently ran his fingers over her soaking-wet folds.
“What are you doing?” she asked a little shyly.
“Imagining what this will feel like after I come inside you.”
“Porter!” she protested.
“What?” he asked.
“That’s…I don’t know what that is.”
“It’s sexy as fuck,” he said without hesitation.
“I know it was irresponsible of me to slide inside you without a condom, but damn, Ri, you have no idea how amazing it felt. I’ve never been inside a woman bare, and I’m glad you’re my first. And last. Knowing Aspen is pregnant, and seeing how happy and proud Brain is…
it makes me want that too. I know it’s crazy.
We haven’t been together that long, and it’s not as if I don’t already have my hands full with Bria and Logan, but I want more.
I already love being a dad, even though it’s scary as hell and I’m afraid every day that I’ll fuck those kids up.
I love you, and I want to have kids with you. ”
Riley wasn’t sure what to say. She wanted that too, but something held her back from admitting it. Her past, probably. The uncertainty that Porter would still want to be with her a year from now.
“You’re thinking too hard,” he accused. “Whatever it is you’re thinking, unless it’s how much you love and trust me, is bullshit.”
She couldn’t help but chuckle.
Porter sighed against her neck, then lifted her leg off his thigh and reached for the covers.
He pulled them up and over their bodies and moved his hand to cradle one of her boobs.
He held her to him, and she closed her eyes in contentment.
She’d been fucked to within an inch of her life, her boyfriend loved her and admitted to wanting kids with her, and his nephew and niece seemed to be settling in to their new life. Everything was great.
So why did she feel a little uneasy?
Maybe it was because in the past, when things seemed to be going well, the rug was always pulled out from under her. She didn’t know how she’d survive losing not only Porter, but his two adorable charges as well.
“I love you,” she whispered.
“And I adore you beyond words,” Porter responded. “Thank you for being you.”
Riley sighed. She had no response to that. She just hoped being who she was would be enough for him in the long run. Time would tell.