“We almost lost each other.” I kissed the hollow of his throat, and he rolled on top of me. He studied me for a long moment before leaning down and giving me a soft, lingering kiss.
“I won’t wrap you in bubble wrap, but I will do everything I can to prevent this from happening again.” I nodded, and my stomach growled. He leaned down and kissed my nose. “In the meantime, I’ll order food.”
“Chicken Ceaser salad if they have one, please.” When he tilted his head to the side in question, I just said, “I don’t want anything too heavy.”
He nodded, and ordered. When it came, Rylie handed me a t-shirt and answered the door. I watched as he set the table so we could sit and eat. “What?” He asked with a smile.
I shook my head and smiled, “Just… You are doting on me, and I don’t know how to feel about it.”
“Get used to it, Mrs. Allen.” He said as he came to stand before me, bent down and gave me a small kiss. Then he took me by the hand and had me sitting at the table. “Now come and eat.”
We were watching a trivia game show, but the news interrupted and cut to a scene where a blonde was standing in front of my apartment building.
“Rylie.” I said carefully, and when I pointed to the TV, he turned it up a notch to the blonde saying, “Reports say that there was a disturbance at Webster Enterprises CEO’s fiance’s apartment earlier today. San Jose PD is saying that there is a deceased individual, but no further information has been released yet.”
Rylie’s eyes met mine, and I shook my head, as I popped a piece of the roll that came with our dinner into my mouth. It was buttery and practically melted on my tongue. “Just a piece of shit who doesn’t deserve a grave.”
Rylie blinked at me and sat up straighter.
“What? Tell me I’m wrong?”
“I mean you’re not, but… Luce, that’s harsh, even for you.” He said, shaking his head. “I wish he hadn’t passed out that quick. I only got in a couple of good punches.”
He flexed his hands, and the skin split again where he had made contact with Justin’s nose.
When we woke the next morning, Rylie was holding me tight against him. I had woken on and off throughout the night and had seen him awake every time. He had just kissed me softly on the temple or the top of my head, told me he loved me, until I fell back asleep.
I rolled over and put my hand over his heart. Rylie had hardly slept. The shadows under his eyes were dark, and I wasn’t so sure that one of them wasn’t a black eye. “Rye, I know you are not okay. I don’t expect you to be. It’s okay to admit it.”
His mouth opened, then closed, then opened again, before he let out a long breath. “I almost lost you.”
“You didn’t.”
“But—”
“You didn’t.” I kissed him and then said, “And if I had died, it would not have been your fault. You did everything you could. But, I didn’t die. I am lying here in your arms, feeling safe, because of you.”
“I can’t lose you, sweetheart.” A tear fell down his cheek, and I smiled at him.
“You aren’t going to. My biggest problem isn’t a problem anymore. May he rot in the deepest depths of hell, too.”
He kissed me, and it was soft and sweet. I held onto him for a long minute before the alarm went off on my phone. I growled as I rolled over and turned it off. “Fucking thing. Always ruining my fun.”
I crawled out of bed, and when he laid there, watching me, I let my gaze go down his form, and back up to meet his eyes. “Come shower with me.”
His eyes widened slightly. “Don’t have to ask me twice.”
The bed bounced as he launched himself off of it and I ran toward the bathroom, Rylie quick on my heels. When I got to the door, I blocked it and it was only then that his eyes heated. Smirking, I turned to get the water started, and when I leaned over, he pressed his glorious cock against my ass.
I turned, and before he knew what was happening, I was on my knees and taking him into my mouth, licking, and sucking as I slipped his pants to the floor and he stepped out, kicking them to the hall. I didn’t wait for any reaction as I released him and hummed against his balls.
“Jesus woman.” He said, thrusting himself down my throat over and over again. His moans echoed in the tiled bathroom, and I reached down to finger myself.
The room was filling with steam when he lifted me from the ground and kissed me, carrying me into the shower. “You are good at your distractions.”
I smiled against his lips. “It’s easy to do when I have you.”
He set me down, and when I stood under the hot water, he let his hands linger over my skin, which did nothing but make me hot and cold in all the right places. When he noticed my nipples harden, he chuckled and moved to rinse the shampoo from his hair. I took the opportunity to grind my ass against him. There was a throaty chuckle as he grabbed my hips and thrust into me.
