CHAPTER Fourteen
Ryan
I sit on her bed, waiting for her. I don’t think I’ve ever anticipated something this much. Okay, maybe back when we were sixteen and lost our virginity, but this sure as hell is a close second. I peel my shirt off and throw it onto the chair in the corner of her room. When she doesn’t come out after five minutes after the water turns off, I walk to the bathroom and open the door without knocking. She’s standing in front of the mirror, obviously over thinking things, like she usually does. She turns to look at me and gives me a nervous smile.
“I’ve already seen you completely naked, countless times, and now you’re acting shy?” I ask her, unable to stop myself from chuckling. She spins around and narrows her eyes, suddenly letting the towel drop. There’s my fiery Taiya. I don’t want her thinking about anything other than us and our future. No more looking back, living in the past. As far as I’m concerned, none of those other women ever mattered or counted. I grab her hand and pull her into her bedroom, stopping for kisses along the way. Her breasts press up against my bare chest and I groan, loving the feel of her. There’s nothing I want more than to shove her up against the wall and f*ck her until we’re both sated, but this is a new beginning for us, and I want to savour her. I grip her ass and squeeze, pulling her into me, as close together as physically possible.
“I love you,” I tell her. I need her to know, to believe it.
“I love you, too,” she says, before returning her lips to mine. She pulls away, dropping to her knees, and the sight of her is almost my undoing. She unbuckles my belt with haste, and pulls my pants and boxers down. Reaching her hand into my pants, she stokes my hardness, and my knees almost crumble. Nothing has ever felt better than her hands on me. Her delicate fingers circle the tip, before stroking my length over and over, until I’m unable to take anymore. I step back and pull my pants and boxers completely off, so we are both completely bare. I spin her around and push her down onto the bed, planning on tasting every inch of her amazing body.
“I need you inside me, Ryan,” she rasps, her voice low and husky. I lean over her and kiss her greedily, while my fingers caress her intimately. She is dripping wet, and I’m hard as a f*cking rock.
“Ryan!” she growls, when I trail my mouth down her neck. I bite down gently, and she lifts her hips, riding my fingers. I toy with her *, which leaves her gasping for air. Before she comes, I pull my fingers out, and slide my cock into her. She mouths my name, and I curse. She feels so f*cking good; it’s like coming home. I pay attention to her breasts, licking and sucking, just how she used to like it. It only takes a few minutes for her to climax, her back arching off the bed and her fingers digging into my back. I watch her face, her expression. I don’t know what it is about her; I just know that she was made for me. No other woman could ever replace Taiya Rose Knox, she owns me body and soul. I thrust into her quicker now, sliding right out before pushing myself in, balls deep. Taiya makes the sexiest little sounds, encouraging me to take more from her. She’s always been a greedy little thing, and I wouldn’t take her any other way. She lifts her hips up, moving in time with me. She captures my moan with her mouth as I release, my eyes closing as I feel nothing but pleasure coursing through my body.
“I missed you so much,” I tell her, staring into those wide green eyes of hers.
She sighs, “I missed you more.”
“Not possible, trust me. I felt like I was drowning without you.” I slide out of her, and lay down next to her scooping her up in my arms. I absently play with her hair, gently pulling a curl and watching it spring up as I release it. I want to ask her how many men she’s been with since she left, but I don’t want to ruin the moment. I don’t want us to get into a fight after how perfect tonight was. I’m still surprised she said yes. I knew it was a gamble, but after her avoiding me for another week since our talk, I was desperate. I didn’t want to lose her, so I just put myself out there, hoping it would pay off and she would see just how much I love and need her. And now she’s here in my arms, and mine again.
Everything is right in the world. Is it too soon to ask her to move in with me? Turning more to my side, I kiss her on her neck. “Will you move in with me?” I blurt out.
She turns her head to look at me, surprised. “Now?”
“Yes, why not?” I ask, frowning at her tone.
“What’s the rush?”
“I just want you with me,” I tell her, unable to explain it properly. I just had to have her close to me.
“Can we wait at least a month?” she says.
“You don’t think this is going to work?”
“I didn’t say that,” she says, rubbing her thumb over my bottom lip. I pull it into my mouth and suck on it. She sucks in a breath. “Well… uhhh… Isis…”
“We will sort it out,” I tell her, rolling her over so she’s straddling me.
“Already?” she asks, breathless.
“I have over a year’s worth of making up to do,” I say, rubbing my thumb over her nipple.
“Is that right?” she purrs, lifting her head back.
“Yes. I need to see if you still like the same positions,” She takes me into her hand and slides me into her, “If you still like me to wake you up with my mouth between your legs...” She groans and starts to ride me, hard and fast. I grip her hips and move with her, going as deep as I can.
This is going to be a long night, and we’re both going to love every second of it.
*****
I wake up with a smile on my face, stretching my body lazily. Taiya is fast asleep on her stomach, her hair pillowing around me. I place a kiss on the middle of her back, on her spine and then force myself out of bed. I don’t think I’ve ever had so much sex in one night in my life, and that’s saying something. I head into the kitchen, and pour some juice and put some bread in the toaster. I’d rung Isis yesterday and practically begged her to stay somewhere else for the night. She agreed, after I promised her a lot of free drinks at the bar. I would never expect her to pay anyway, but I didn’t tell her that. I put some butter and vegemite on the toast and put in two more slices. I put Taiya’s on a plate, cutting it in triangles like she used to have it every morning.
“You’re making breakfast?” comes a sleepy voice. She walks out naked, not like we have anything to be shy about after last night. And this morning.
“How are you feeling?” I ask, putting the plate and juice in front of her.
“Hungry, tired and thoroughly f*cked,” she quips, making me laugh. “No, really. My legs feel shaky.”
I grin, and Taiya laughs. “You should see your face. Full of satisfaction and male pride,” she says around a bite of toast. I don’t bother to deny it. I push her juice towards her, and she blesses me with a sweet smile. This is what I’ve missed out on. I know everything isn’t solved between us but I’m more than willing to put in the work to get us to a happy place. We finish up in the kitchen then head into the shower.
“What’s your plans for today?” Taiya asks as she gets dressed.
“I have to head into work, you?”
“I have a class to teach at three,” she says, tying her hair up on top of her head.
“Okay, let’s go out for lunch, and spend the day today together until you have to work.”
“Sounds good.”
“I’m gonna head home and get changed,” I tell her, pointing down at my clothes from last night.
“Okay,” she says smiling. “Maybe you should leave some of your clothes here, just in case.”
I still. “Maybe I will.”
“Good, now go and get dressed so you can feed your woman properly. Toast doesn’t count,” she says, leaving the room.
I smile so hard my cheeks hurt.