He kisses it. “Anywhere else?”
“My tits.” He lifts my t-shirt up to my collarbone and hooks his fingers in my bra cups, dragging them down. Exposing my breasts. He brings his mouth down to my breasts, taking in one and then the other. Swirling his tongue around my nipples and then biting gently.
“What about you? What have you missed the most? Dirty answers only?” I ask when I catch my breath.
“Your tits.” He puts them back in his mouth and repeats the entire process again, my head tipping backwards and my hand at the back of his neck. A moan escapes my lips. “Argh, and I have missed hearing you moan,” he says, and pushes his hips up so I can feel his hard cock press against the thin material of my pants. I pull his hair a little more and he groans.
“That noise is pretty fucking good, too,” I say, gazing into his eyes.
His mouth crashed against mine, and we don’t care if we don’t come up for air. My top and bra are off along with his shirt when he stands with me still attached to him, and takes me to the bedroom, peeling my pants off me. His pants get removed as well, and I retrieve a condom from the toiletry bag on my sidetable. He puts it on and I am bare and laid out for him as he kneels between my legs. He rubs the head of his cock against my slick pussy. “Happen to miss something else, by chance?”
“Yes,” I pant.
“Miss what, though?” he teases, putting pressure on my clit.
I gasp, “Your dick.”
“Where have you missed it?”
“In my pussy.” I am squirming.
He positions himself at my entrance and lowers himself to my face, whispering sultry, “Say it together for me.”
“I’ve missed your dick in my pussy…you sadist.” I almost moan out the end of my sentence as he suddenly thrusts his cock into me, filling me deep, pushing himself into me without withdrawing. Clenching and releasing around him, I feel his cock pushing into at least three different pressure points. My breathing is raspy and uneven. “Ohhh, ffuuccckkkkk,” I moan out.
He withdraws his cock to the tip and then slams into me again, only to have me shudder and pulse around him. “What have you missed?” I manage to breathe out.
He kisses my neck and my lips before saying, “Fucking your perfect pussy until you can’t walk straight. But now, it’s better because you’ll say ‘I love you’ after.” And he thrusts into me again.
“If I say ‘I love you’ now, will you fuck me so I can come? I’ve missed you making me come,” I bargain.
“Try it,” he breathes.
I look him, deep and raw in the eyes, and say with resolve, “I love you, Riley.”
He breathes out and returns, equally raw, “I love you so much.” And his lips are on mine as his hips scoop against mine with rhythm, his hand reaching down to rub my clit. We move as one, together, building friction against each other, until my insides feel like they are heating up, bubbling to the surface. My moans increase as my eyes slam shut, and I explode around him. My hands grip his shoulders, using my hold on him as leverage. He comes as I am, watching me come undone, getting him off.
We lay in each other’s arms, sated and content. His hands twirling a strand of my hair as I lay on his chest, tracing his chest tattoo. Knowing that we were there for each other at the right time to help each other heal and move forward.
29
Riley
Riley's Parents' House - Southern Highlands, NSW
Epilogue
“Are you seriously nervous?” I ask Mabel as she fusses with her hair in the front seat.
“Yes, of course I am! This isn’t just your parents, it’s your whole family I am meeting tomorrow!” she exclaims, applying some lip balm on and continuing to inspect herself in the sunshade mirror.
Mabel had enough of her parents’ negative attitude, so she refused to go home this summer break. Works out just fine for me. She can stay with me as long as she wants. My parents insisted we stay with them from Christmas Eve for a few weeks over the summer break, and I am thrilled to share the farm and my hometown with Mabel.
“Do you think your mum will like the gift? Not too obvious?” she worries, looking over at me.
“It’s perfect. She’ll love it,” I reassure her, reaching across and putting my hand behind her head to draw her closer for a kiss. “Let’s head in.”
We take in a few of our bags and open the door. The property is far away from the main road in a small community. No one locks their doors.
