Authors: Connie Lafortune
“Well, for starters, I spilled my coffee all over my favorite skirt on my way to work…”
“Did you burn yourself…?” Immediately, her hand goes up.
“No. Now please let me finish. It gets better. Then Mrs. Harper, my mother, calls me and insists we get together for lunch tomorrow. She’ll be in town and would like to see her daughter. I don’t know if I can pull it off, Ryker. Over the phone, yes. In person, I’m thinking no. I really did try to get out of it but she wouldn’t hear of it. All I could think of at that point in time was, it comes in threes. Something else is bound to happen and sure enough, it did. Gage is coming home this weekend because he really misses me. How does that grab ya?”
Like a vice grip straight to my balls. But if I play my cards right, his homecoming just might work in my favor. “Bella, you knew you were going to have to tell him sooner or later. It was inevitable. I’ll be right by your side when you tell him and…”
“The hell you will, Ryker. This is something I have to do on my own. As much as I appreciate your support it wouldn’t be fair to Gage if we both attacked him at the same time. No, I’ll go next door before he arrives. It’s time for me to tell him the truth so we can all move on.”
This could get ugly but I’m not going to interfere. If Bella feels like she can handle him all by herself, then so be it. There’s a difference between letting her think she’s on her own and her actually being on her own. What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her. And I will be breathing down his neck without him even knowing I’m there. “If you don’t want me there, precious, then I won’t be. There’s no doubt in my mind that you can handle him. In fact, I’m quite sure a twelve-year-old could do the job.”
“Stop being facetious, Ryker. Gage is a good man. Any woman would be more than willing to stand in a long line for his attention.”
“Well, I suppose he’d have to be if he captured yours. And as far as I’m concerned, we’ll all be better off once this whole charade is over and done. That way we’re free to move on with our lives. Now I’d really like to make the last part of your day much better than the first. Come with me, precious.”
“I appreciate you wanting to help but I don’t want to go out, Ryker. I’m anxious and tired and I just know the lunch with Mrs. Harper tomorrow will be a disaster. I need time to think about what I’m going to tell Gage…” I silence that beautiful mouth with mine. Because my name or God’s is the only one I want to hear her screaming right about now. I’m tired of his name being a topic of conversation, and after this weekend, I don’t want to ever hear it again.
“We’re not going out, Bell. Because the things I want to do to you would get us arrested if we were out in public. So, first thing’s first. I want you to run yourself a hot bath, while I get us each a glass of wine. Then I will top it all off by giving you a full body massage. I don’t want you focusing on anyone but me. Understood?”
“Perfectly,” she whispers against my lips.
“Good. I’ll get us each a glass and meet you in the bathroom. Get undressed. The only thing I want to see you wearing is a smile. Got it?” And when she does, my heart stutters. So beautiful. Someday soon, I hope it will be a permanent fixture on her precious face. One more touch of her lips against mine and then she saunters down the hallway. Just thinking about what I’m going to do to her has my cock throbbing in my jeans.
When I step inside the bathroom and see her chin deep in the tub, I groan. Bella’s enveloped in the rich scent of apples lingering in the air. Warm apple pie is the only thing I can think of and I suddenly can’t wait to taste her. Mmm.
“Care to join me?”
“I thought you’d never ask.” Luckily, the Andersons have a Jacuzzi tub which accommodates the both of us. Oh, don’t you worry. We’ve tried this several times before and we were more than pleased with the results.
I hand her our glasses so I can get undressed. Then I slowly slide in behind her so I don’t disturb the water. Been there, done that. Once I’ve situated myself, she leans back and hands me my glass. One long pull of its plummy tartness has me fucking hard and ready to play. So I twist my hand in her thick mane and give it a little tug. Eliciting a small moan from Bell and exposing her sleek neck for me to devour. Tipping the glass, I trickle a few drops of the fruity wine onto her neck. And dive in for a taste. My tongue flicks over her pulse while my mouth sucks up every last drop. Her sweet skin mingling with the underlying tartness of the wine is a heady combination. And if what I have planned for her tonight doesn’t take her mind off of Mrs. Harper and Gage, nothing ever will…
Bella
Ryker’s hungry mouth on my neck tugs on that direct line to my aching clit. Making it throb and pulse to its very own heartbeat. And when his hand slowly glides down my chest and begins toying with my rigid nipple, I come undone. Almost dropping the glass clutched in my hand. “Mmm, maybe drinking wine in the tub wasn’t such a good idea, Ry.” My glass is still full but his has to be almost empty by now. No sooner do I say it when I feel the rest of his wine spill down my neck and chest.
“The faster you drink, precious, the sooner we play.” I can’t speak as his tongue flicks across my shoulder blades. How does he expect me to drink when all I can feel is him? Everywhere. His cock’s thick and hard against my back and his mouth and hands are playing me like a violin. I’m throbbing and wet and it sure as hell isn’t from the bath water. When he pauses in his ministrations, I take a tentative sip of wine. “Our bath will be cold by the time you’re finished, Bella. While your husband is hotter than a firecracker, ready to blow at any second.”
When I feel him shift, I automatically sit up. But when he pulls himself up and steps out of the bath, I’m confused. Until he grabs the wine glass out of my hand, finishes it in one big gulp, and then sets our glasses on the vanity. I desperately bite the side of my cheek just to stop the smirk that wants to break free. Is someone in a hurry?
“Good God, woman! I wanted you to relax but I’m not getting any younger.” Without delay, he pulls my legs out of the water and begins lapping and licking me all over until I’m delirious and panting.
“Ryker, I want you inside me.”
“Soon, precious.” His hot breath tastes of sin and wine all twisted together. And when he grabs my hair, I get lost. In him. “I’m going to wash away your stress. Fuck you until you forget your own name. Only then will I give you a full body massage, so you’ll fall into a deep and restful sleep.”
“Mmm, what are you waiting for,” I manage to whisper in between his passionate kisses. Immediately, his talented hands are lathered and washing me from head to toe. They feel so good on my skin that I’ve forgotten all about my loofah. I just sit back and enjoy Ryker’s labor of love.
“Sit, Bella. So I can wash your hair and rinse you off.” I can’t even put into words how wonderful it feels to have his hands gliding through my hair. He’s gentle, yet rough and thorough. It kinda reminds me of the way he fucks me, yet makes love to me at the same time. My neck’s resting in the crook of his arm as he washes out all traces of the shampoo. And once he’s finished, he slides me beneath the water to rinse all the soap off of my body.
“There, precious. Now you’re squeaky clean and good enough to eat,” he whispers. Shivers course through my body as I wrap up in a towel. While Ryker’s fingers gently comb through my hair. His chest is pressed firmly against my back when he leans down and begins sucking on my neck. My clit has a mind of its own as it strives for his attention. Aching for his touch. “Lie down on the bed, Bella. I want you wet and waiting by the time I step out of the shower.” I love the way his hand holds my jaw firmly in place as he dives in for one last kiss. Oh, he needn’t worry. I’ve been wet from the very beginning.
After I sneak a peek at his perfect ass, I walk into the bedroom. Turn down the covers and throw my towel on the floor. And lie across the bed so my head is dangling off the edge. I’m feeling wicked and naughty and I want my husband’s cock in my mouth. I want to flick his apa with my tongue and suck until I can taste pre-cum. I know if I deep-throat him in this position he will bury his face between my legs. And I love the way he washes me with his mouth. Lapping and licking until I come all over his face. Hell! Where is he?
“Precious, are you sure this is what you want?”
Ryker still looks sexy upside down as I watch him swagger into the room. Naked as the day he was born. With his magnificent cock standing at attention. His apa glistening at the tip. Hmm, from the shower or his arousal? “Yes, Ryker. I’m one-hundred percent positive. I want you fucking my mouth.” He growls before guiding his thick hard cock into my gaping mouth. While I wrap my arms around his muscular thighs. Holding on for dear life.
“That’s it, baby. Oh, fuck! Your lips feel so good wrapped around my cock. Yes, do that thing with your throat.” I take as much of him as I can and swallow. Ryker loves the way my throat tightens around him like my greedy pussy. And just when I start getting dizzy from lack of oxygen, he pulls back. And buries his face between my thighs. It won’t take long before I come. Sucking him off always makes me horny.
I can feel all the blood rushing to my head as he fucks the back of my throat. While his tongue licks and laps at my sensitive clit. I’m almost there. I can feel my orgasm building, cresting to the point of no return. Until he slides two long fingers into my tight wet heat and sends me soaring over the edge. I begin to gasp and choke before he quickly pulls out of my mouth. “Yes, oh god, Ryker! Don’t stop…” His mouth’s still working my clit while his fingers thrust inside of me. It reminds me of a wave crashing against the shore. Only to be pulled back out to sea by the undertow. Rise and fall. Push and pull. And then I’m washed upon the shore. Gasping for air. While a man with eyes the color of the sky looks down at me.
“Bella. Are you okay?” Okay? Oh, I’m more than okay.
“I-I’m fine. In fact, I’ve never been better.”
“That’s good to hear but you need to sit up. Slowly, or you’ll get real dizzy.”
Oh, yeah. I see what he means. Now all the blood that rushed to my head is slowly making its way back where it belongs. Making me feel all warm and prickly. It reminds me of how I feel when I’m drunk. Weird.
I moan when Ryker’s hands begin kneading my flesh. Firm and strong but gentle and loving. He’s giving me my massage so I’ll fall asleep. It’s not fair. “I don’t want to sleep. I want you to come.”
“I’m fine, precious. Don’t worry about me. I can take care of myself.”
“No, no, no. You just gave me one of the most amazing orgasms I’ve ever had. Now it’s your turn.”
“Bella, I’m fine. Really.”
I won’t take no for an answer. So I lie on the bed and spread myself wide. “I want you to fuck me senseless like you told me you would. Hard and fast, Mr. Steel. I won’t break.” In a heartbeat he’s between my thighs.
“How can I resist being inside your naughty pussy, Bell? If you want my hard cock, here it is.” In one thrust he slams into me. Pulls out and slams into me. Over and over. Again and again. Circling his hips just to grind into me once more. His apa is hitting every one of my sweet spots. Some I never knew even existed until today. “Fuck, you’re so wet and tight, baby.”
“Come for me, Ryker. I want to feel you explode inside of me.” His eyes are wild and predatory as I grab his face with my hands. I want to fuck his mouth with my tongue like his hard cock’s fucking my pussy. When Ryker moans into my mouth, I wrap my legs around his hips. Lock my ankles and don’t let go. My spine tingles, my heart rate speeds up and I know he’s close when he begins to thicken inside of me. I’m on the brink of another explosive orgasm when he wraps his arms around my shoulders and doesn’t let go. I know he won’t come until I do.
“I can go all night, precious. Can you?” It’s my turn to moan when his mouth closes over my rigid nipple. Making me come undone.
“I’m coming… fuck! Ryker, come with…” I lose all coherent thought when hot cum explodes inside of me. While his mouth comes crashing down on mine. Ryker and I ride out our orgasms together. Shuddering and trembling until my pussy’s milked him dry.
My clit’s still throbbing when Ryker rolls to his side and takes me along with him. Suddenly, I’m so sleepy that I don’t want to move. “I promised you a massage when I was done fucking you, Bella.” I smile, curl up into him and that’s the last thing I remember….
Chapter Thirty-Three
Ryker
After the night Bella and I had, I hate to wake her. But I need to meet Vega in her hotel room in less than an hour. Which means a few hours later, she’ll be having lunch with her ‘daughter.’ Unfortunately for Bella, she’ll have to face her ‘mother’s’ wrath after she’s dealt with me. But I’m not going to postpone this meeting just because Vega insisted on having lunch with her. Somehow, someway, I’ll have to make it up to her.
I’ve already dressed and showered. So, all I need to do is wake my wife and grab a coffee and I’m out the door. Hence, the reason I didn’t wake her first. Otherwise, we’d be tangled in the sheets and I’d be buried balls-deep inside of her again.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I gently use my fingertips to brush the hair away from her face. God, she looks so beautiful all tousled and thoroughly fucked at this hour of the morning. Call me conceited if you must, but I can’t help feeling proud that it was me who made her look this way. Leaning down, I nibble on her bottom lip before kissing the tender spot. “Baby, I have to leave now or I’ll be late for my ten o’clock meeting.”
“Mmm, you smell good enough to eat.” I don’t fight it when she fists my shirt and pulls me close. Kissing and sucking on my neck like it’s breakfast. “Stay with me, Ry. I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”
Fucking A!
As tempting as her proposition sounds, I need to get this over with. Today. It’s time for me to play my hand and show Mrs. Harper who’s won. “I’d love to, baby. But I…”
“No, no, no, no, no! No ‘buts’, Ryker. Your wife wants to finish what she started last night. Let me go down on you.”
God, she’s just as insatiable as I am! I wouldn’t change a thing, but right now I really need to leave. “Bella, you can go down on me tonight. In fact, you can start tonight and continue every night thereafter. You won’t hear any complaints from me, I can assure you. But I need to leave, now. And you my love, need to get ready for lunch. Unless of course, you want to reek of sex when you meet Mrs. Harper.”