Sheltered(55)

Epilogue





Ryker





Ten years later…





“Cricket!” I call out as I enter the back of the house.

Lily left early today to go visit her sister in Georgia for the weekend, so the kitchen is empty. I grab a bottle of water out of the fridge and chug it before I draw in a breath. I’ve been mending fences on the other side of the property for most of the day and I’m worn out and sweaty.

I pull my shirt off and toss it in the laundry room while I kick off my boots, not wanting to track it through the house.

“Chloe?” I call out, wondering why the house is so quiet. “Jack, Sophia!” I decide to call all the kids, knowing one of them has to come running.

The silence that greets me gets me a little agitated. Where the hell is everyone?

“Stop shouting or you’ll knock a wall down,” Blair says as she walks into the kitchen.

Her dark hair is piled high in a messy bun and she’s got her glasses on. She’s wearing one of my old college T-shirts and is walking around barefoot.

“The kids are at your parents’ this weekend, remember? They’re taking them to the beach.”

She breezes past me and goes to the fridge, opening it up and taking a bottle of water out for herself. She’s got a book in one hand and sets it on the table while she opens her water. “How’d the work go today? You and the boys get the fence fixed where the tree fell on it?”

Her eyes wander down my bare chest and I turn to give her a better look.

“Wait a second,” I say, taking a step towards her. “You’re telling me that we’ve got a whole weekend alone in the house with no kids?”

“Well, yeah,” she says, bringing the water bottle to her mouth and wrapping her lips around it.

“It’s just you and me? All alone?” I ask, leaning down and getting closer to her.

I’m covered in sweat and dirty from working in the sun, but it doesn’t seem to bother Blair. In fact, the way her eyes are eating me up, I’d say she might even want me because of it.

“Any reason you forgot to mention that to me this morning?” I push her against the countertop, my big body looming over hers.

“I just thought you might be busy,” she says, shrugging one shoulder.

The movement causes the T-shirt to slip off her shoulder a little, and I see the pink strap under it. She bites her lip to keep from smiling, and I realize she’s up to something.

Reaching down, I grab the hem of my shirt and pull it up, yanking it off her. I take a step back and look her up and down and feel my knees weaken.

She’s covered in hot pink lace that clings to her body and hugs all her curves. As I stand there with my mouth open, she reaches up and pulls down her hair, letting it fall all around her shoulders.

“Surprise,” she says and raises her chin in challenge.

“You know this is like dropping a steak in front a lion,” I say as I lick my lips.

She puts her hands on the counter and pushes herself up to sit on it. When she does, she spreads her legs, revealing her naked pussy as she leans back.

“Maybe I like teasing the animal,” she says and winks at me.

Slowly, I reach down and undo my belt and unbutton my jeans. I pull out my thick cock, feeling the weight of it in my palm as I stroke it up and down. “You sure you want to tease me, Cricket?”

“Yes,” she breathes, and I can see the look of hunger in her eyes.

“Get on your knees,” I order, and she slides off the counter and to the floor in front of me. Her eager hands replace mine as she opens her mouth in front of my cock. “Not until I tell you,” I say as I grip her hair and hold her still.

I swipe the head of my cock across the bottom of her lip, and her tongue comes out to chase the trail of cum.

“You want me to fuck you dirty like this? I’m all sweaty and my hands are rough. Is that how you want me to fuck your mouth right now?”

She whines quietly and nods, and I push the tip of my cock past her full lips, stretching them open.

“Can you suck this dick as good as your pussy does?”

Her mouth moves down my cock, and I groan as she takes as much of it as she can. Even after all these years, her mouth wrapped around me is like coming home. She loves when I talk dirty to her, and I always give her what she wants.

I rub her cheek with my thumb as she takes more and looks up at me with her loving eyes.

She loves sucking my cock, but I think it’s because I don’t let her do it often. I get too excited and I can’t control myself. When we’re together, I like to be the one giving out pleasure. But I’ve learned over the years when to relent and give her what she wants.

She knew this weekend we were going to be alone and she slipped on this hot pink teddy to tease me. She knew I’d come in here from working outside and she came down here to get what she wanted. Who am I to say no?

“That mouth is sinful,” I say and wink at her as I thrust to the back of her throat.

When she pushes me to the point where I’m not sure how long I’ll last, I pull her off my cock and up off the floor. I turn her around and bend her over the kitchen counter as I thrust hard into her wet pussy.

“Fuck,” I groan, hammering into her.