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In the few minutes it took to get to my momma and daddy’s, Rhys and I were quiet, anxious to touch each other again. Would it be just another kiss? Or would it be more? I knew what I wanted to happen.
Walking up the porch steps, I asked Rhys if he’d grab the mail. He nodded, and as I unlocked the front door, he reached into the black metal box beside it. After we went inside, he set the stack of mail down on the kitchen counter.
I had just turned around from putting my to-go box of leftover Irish nachos into the refrigerator and bumped into Rhys’s chest. He steadied me and stared into my eyes. The sexual tension between us was heated and thick, and we desperately needed relief. Rhys was waiting for me to take the lead, though. So I took him by the hand and led him upstairs to my bedroom.
After closing and locking the door behind us, I walked up to him, standing a few feet away. “I want to be with you, but not if it’s going to mess with your head,” I said.
“I don’t care if it does.”
He grabbed my face and started kissing me as passionately as he’d done less than fifteen minutes ago. Then he walked me backward to my bed—both of us falling across it and Rhys laying on top of me.
We started kissing again and also slow-grinding each other. Rhys’s hard cock pressing against my pussy, through his jeans and my shorts, had my panties soaked.
It didn’t take long for things to become even more heated between us. We were all over my bed, and then Rhys stopped everything he was doing to me and buried his face in my neck.
“What’s wrong? I asked, alarmed.
He slowly raised his head and struggled to look me in the eye. “I couldn’t wait, Riley. I wanted you so badly. I’m sorry.”
He had cum, and I had no idea because he hadn’t made a sound.
“It’s okay,” I said, touching his cheek.
“No, it isn’t. I’m embarrassed. This has never happened to me before.”
“There’s no reason to be embarrassed. You’re with me.”
“I’m not leaving here until I’ve satisfied you, and I know another way to do it.”
Rhys got up off my bed and started undressing me. My New Balance running shoes came first, my ankle socks followed, and my Lululemon T-shirt and sports bra came next. The last of my clothing was my shorts and panties.
I watched Rhys’s face as he stripped me bare, loving the laser focus in his eyes. I also loved seeing the flare of his nostrils, his clenched jaws, and the smooth swiftness of his hands as they moved over my body.
“You still take my breath away,” he said, looking me up and down. I was lying on my back, as vulnerable as Rhys, even though he still had his clothes on.
He walked over to the end of my bed, grabbed my ankles, and pulled my legs apart. Then he started making his way up them by kissing my skin. When he reached the upper part of my right inner thigh, he started sucking on it like he used to do.
During all the years that we were together, he’d never left a hickey on me anywhere but between my thighs. Not on my neck or any other easily seen place. If he had, we both knew we would’ve heard the grumbling disapprovals of others and didn’t want to deal with them. Rhys just wanted to leave his mark on me as much as I wanted him to.
After leaving one on my skin just now, he rose up onto his hands and knees and began planting kisses on me. The first landed on my lips, and the second was on the diamond piercing on the side of my nose. Rhys then covered my neck, breasts, and stomach—not missing the matching diamond in my belly button.
Once he’d covered my lower abdomen with his soft, tickling kisses, his lips landed on top of my pubic bone. Then he began running his nose back and forth across the trimmed hair.
“Goddamn, the scent of you drives me wild, Riley,” he groaned.
Seconds later, he spread me apart with his fingertips and licked me with his velvety tongue. My pussy felt like it had a heartbeat. It was pulsing. It was also dripping in need of what Rhys would do to me next.
When he began swirling the tip of his tongue around and over my swollen clit, I let out a string of gasps because the sensation was so intense. Then Rhys sucked my clit into his mouth and started finger-fucking me, making my whole body shake.
I’d been chasing my orgasm and was on the verge of catching it when Rhys started flicking my clit with his tongue, sending me over the top. I knotted my fingers in his hair, closed my eyes, and whimpered, feeling as if my body was in a free fall.
When my orgasm ended, I looked down at Rhys. His face was still between my legs, and the lower half was glistening with me on it.
Rhys didn’t speak a word. He only stared at me with his beautiful blue eyes, which said so much. Right now, they were telling me what I already knew: my high school sweetheart had just owned me again by using his tongue and fingers, and he was proud of it.
“You’re not done with me yet, are you?” I whispered.
“No. I still need to feel you deep inside.”
