I couldn’t help but stare at him. He was all hard muscle and sex incarnate. I realized my eyes had filled with tears even with the huge smile on my face. That was the moment that Rylie Allen looked in my direction and pushed off the wall. His eyes trailed up and down the length of me, licked his lips, and then slowly lifted his hand and curved his finger for me to come to him.
I was practically running by the time I reached him and when I threw my arms around his neck, Rylie picked me up and swung me around. When his lips met mine, I moaned in relief. My body instantly relaxed, and I couldn’t help but shiver under his touch.
When he pulled back, he held my waist tight, refusing to put me down. “You lied to me.”
“I didn’t lie. I said I couldn’t sleep.”
“You said you would see me… soon.” I whispered against his lips, realizing the loophole he had left himself, but he just pressed his lips to mine again, letting them linger a moment.
“And I did. I couldn’t wait to see you. I called Katie and after a bit of pestering, she gave me the flight information. She knew I would be meeting you here at the airport, and was dramatic in only the ways that Katie could be, and gave it to me.”
I smirked at him. “You going to put me down?”
“I like you against me.” His voice was full of so much heat that I couldn’t think through anything going on in my head. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” I said, kissing him again quickly. His eyes were bright, but heated, as he set me down.
“Any checked baggage?” He asked before grabbing my carryon for me.
“No. Everything I need is in there and right here.” I tipped my head toward my carryon, smiled, wrapped my arm around his waist, and pressed against him.
“Me, too.” Rylie kissed the top of my head. The six inches of height difference was something that some thought was adorable, but I found annoying. Mostly because he would just hold something above my head if I want it, and watched me jump as I struggled to reach it.
As we headed for the parking lot, I noticed he kept his head down, keeping his face partially covered by his ball cap and hood of the sweatshirt. His eyes kept shifting from side to side, and looking over his shoulder as if he was trying to keep from being seen. There was a moment where his eyes met someone’s, but then he lowered his head, tipping it to the side, more like he was trying to avoid someone.
“Everything okay?”
“Of course. I have my girl. Nothing could be better.” He gave me a quick kiss on the top of my head again, and when I noticed a door ajar on the first level near the elevators, I slowed my pace. My eyes flicked to it a couple of times before we reached it, and when we did, I pulled him inside, locking the door behind us. The janitor’s closet wasn’t big, but it was big enough.
I pushed him against the wall, and slid my hands up under his shirt, just letting my fingers feel the muscles underneath.
“Rylie. Are you sure everything’s okay?” I whispered as I pressed my body against him. His hardness pressed against me, and it was hard not to squirm against it. I took a deep breath and stared him down.
His hand came up to cradle my cheek, as he answered with a soft kiss and a whispered, “I have you at my side, and I can’t wait until we are back at the hotel when I can be buried deep inside you again.”
“That can be partially arranged.” I let my fingers fall to the rough leather of his belt, and quickly freed him from his jeans, before instantly dropping to my knees before him.
“Luci, are you serious right now?” He growled as my tongue flicked through the slit of him. The bead of pre-cum trailing from the head of him to my tongue. He tipped his head back against the wall when I took him into my mouth and sucked softly.
Quickly running my tongue on that spot just under the head, his whole body twitched. I looked up and met his eyes as I took him more fully in and grabbed hold of the base of him. After a few strokes, his hand cradled my head, and he growled, “Such a good girl.”
My pussy clenched at the words, and I moaned into him. I felt him twitch and swallowed him. Rylie cradled my head as I held him down my throat, and he laced his fingers in my hair. I bobbed a few times, before coming up for air, licked and swirled the head. He gave me a small smirk before he thrusted himself down my throat, and held me there.
I stretched my tongue out, licked his balls and fingered that spot before reaching his ass. I wiggled and felt the plug move within me. I couldn’t help another moan escaping as a wave of pleasure flowed through me.
“Fuck.” Was Rylie’s only reply and my only warning before he pulled from me and started deep throat fucking me. Over and over again, he thrusted into me, and when I grabbed his ass, there would be small short thrusts, before longer faster ones.
I could feel his cock twitching against my tongue, and when I moaned again, Rylie grunted, “Swallow every drop, sweetheart,” as he unloaded himself down my throat.
When I looked up at him, he merely said with a small smile on his face, “Lick me clean.”
I smirked at him and did as he commanded. Slowly, I put him away and zipped up his pants, licking my lips. “Hi, hun.”
“That is one way to say hello.” His eyes trailed over my face, as he reached up and wiped away where my eyeliner had run. “Let’s not make it fully apparent what you just did when we walk out of this room.”
I just shrugged. “I don’t care. Let the world see that I will please my man anywhere. Even an airport janitorial closet.”
Rylie pulled my chin up and leaned down, pressing his lips to mine, letting his lips linger a moment before pulling away. “Fucking hell. I love you.”
