Once we were fully clothed again, he pulled me onto his lap and said, “I love you, sweetheart.”
“I love you too.”
Chapter twenty-two
Whenwepulledupto our building, Rylie asked the doorman to bring up our luggage.
“Of course, Mr. Allen.”
“Daniel?” The doorman had stopped and turned to Rylie, as he said, “Just leave it in the entry. I’ll grab it once I’ve got her settled.”
There was a nod, and then we were waiting for the elevator.
“I’m not sure why I’m so exhausted all of a sudden.”
“You’ve been through a bit, Mrs. Allen.” I felt his chuckle and couldn’t help but smile as I curled up next to his chest.
“When did you get this strong, Rylie?” I whispered against his chest. The deep chuckle from him had me kicking my head up as it sent a jolt through me and settling right on my clit. I squeezed my legs together, and he chuckled again. I couldn’t hold back the needy whimper that came out. Gods. Would I ever get enough of this man?
When he stepped out of the elevator, I tried to lower my legs, but he held them tight against him.
“Rylie. I am capable of walking.” I said wearily. He simply backed against the main door, which unlocked with a click, and carried me into the condo.
“Welcome Home, Sweetheart.”
“I like the sound of that.” I said, but when I went to move my legs so he could put me down, he gripped me tighter, and said, “Nope. I’m putting you to bed properly.”
“Rylie.”
“Yes, Mrs. Allen?” His voice was husky and deep, and I squirmed under him.
“You say that, and I’m not so sure sleep is going to be on the schedule.”
“I thought you were exhausted?”
I hummed as I fingered the buttons on his shirt and popped them open. His steps came faster and then he threw me on the bed, and as I bounced, he ripped his shirt off, and tossed his pants onto the floor, before crawling up toward me.
I watched each movement and admired the way that his muscles moved and shifted under his skin. I reached down and unbuttoned my pants, but Rylie’s hands were there, making quick work of them. He kissed me quickly as his fingers hooked under the waistband and jerked my pants off my hips.
“You can’t be ready to go already, Mr. Allen.” I said breathlessly, as he kissed my hip, and then down my thigh as he pulled my pants off my legs and tossed them on the floor. When he tossed them off to the side, his eyes met mine, and he sat up, and proved to me just how wrong I was in that statement. His cock stood proud and as I bit my lower lip and looked up at him through my lashes, he cocked an eyebrow at me as if to say, ‘What was that?’
“Hmm…” I reached down and threw my shirt off, while Rylie unhooked my bra and it joined the rest of my clothes on the floor. He grabbed my ankles, tugging, so that I was laying down and spread my legs wide. I reached down and ran my own finger in through some of the cum that had leaked out from our time in the limo, and circled my clit.
“Fuck, Luce.” His eyes were wholly focused on me working myself. He stroked himself, watching me, and I leaned my head back and grabbed my breast and pinched my nipple. I moaned, and the next thing I knew, Rylie was removing my fingers and running his tongue down the length of me, before latching onto that bundle of nerves and circling his tongue and flicking it.
Rylie devoured me. Without warning, his fingers slid into me, and I didn’t have a chance to wait for permission to cum. There was no holding me back from falling into the pleasure he was providing. Rylie drank up every ounce, and when I came down, he blew on my clit and flicked it with his fingers.
“While you taste delightful, sweetheart, I don’t believe I provided you permission to release.” There was a devilish smirk on his lips and he crawled up my body, laying open mouthed, tongue swirling kisses all the way up, until he kissed me, and I tasted my release. I could do nothing but moan against him.
His hand trailed down my side, thigh, and gripped onto my knee. Lifting my leg, and standing on his knees, he slid into me painfully slow. “Rylie. No fair being a tease.”
“I’m not sure how I’m being a tease.” He smirked, but pulled out to just the head of him, and when I moved to have more of him, he slammed into me, and rolled his hips that had him smoothly pulling in and out of me, hitting that spot deep inside.
I grabbed onto the sheets and lifted my hips, meeting his in rhythm. I felt every part of me going taught again, as I whispered, “Rye…”
A soft chuckle came from low in his throat. “Yes, Luci?” I couldn’t bring forth a coherent thought as he rolled his hips that had him slowly rubbing against me, causing a heated purr to come from me. Over and over again, he pulsed against that spot, and then just before I lost all sense of reality again, he pulled out and slammed back into me.
I smirked at him, wrapped my legs around him, and rolled him onto his back. “You know, it really isn’t fair that you get all the deliciousness.”
