Mrs. Robin's Sons by Kori Roberts (find a book to read .TXT) 📕

her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer to her. Nick held the back of her head as he kissed her, hard and deep, as if he were trying to crawl inside of her, his cock throbbing hard in his jeans.

They were both gasping for air, inhaling with deep shuddering breaths, before finally separating from each other.

“Missed you,” he whispered against her lips. “Can’t stop thinking about you…had to see you again.”

Rylee nodded; making little whimpering sounds. “Me too…I dream about you, about that weekend…couldn’t wait to see you again.”

She leaned up and kissed him again, stealing his breath away, and he lost himself in her kiss. A car drove by, honking wildly, and he finally pulled back, his thumb rubbing across her swollen lips.

“We should go back to the room, baby. I want you. Wanna feel you. Wanna touch you everywhere…been wanting you so bad.”

“Yes…please. Need to feel you, too.” She nuzzled into his touch.

He put his arm around her and held her close as they walked back toward the hotel.

“I just hope Ethan is gone by the time we get back,” Rylee said.

“God help him if he’s not,” he growled.

*

Nick barely registered that Ethan was gone before he was all over Rylee. He pulled her to him, his mouth devouring hers, his kiss desperate and needy.

She clung to him, giving as good as she got, her hands cupping him, massaging his erection through his jeans. They stumbled toward the bedroom but only managed to get as far as the couch. Nick pushed her forward and positioned her over the arm of the couch.

“Gotta have you now, baby. I can’t wait.”

“Yes. Please, fuck me, Nick.” She begged, her ass pressed against him.

Nick slid her skirt up and over her hips until it bunched around her waist, and his hands caressed her ass through her sheer pantyhose. He worked her pantyhose and thong down her legs, went to his knees behind her, and kissed each globe before he spread her cheeks apart and tongued her hole.

Rylee moaned softly and, body trembling slightly, spread her legs farther apart. Nick continued to lick her, and his need grew more intense by the second, until it threatened to overwhelm him.

He stood up and winced, his cock so hard it throbbed and ached with need. “Need you, baby,” he groaned, his hands gripping her hips. “Want you right now…right here.” He rubbed his erection up and down the crease of her ass. “Have you ever done that? Have you ever let someone fuck you here?”

Nick could see Rylee nodding her head. “Yes,” she whispered softly against the sofa cushion as she pressed her ass against his groin. “I want to feel you there. Please…”

He released her and stepped away. “Be right back,” Nick told her when she began to whimper. He went to her bathroom and quickly searched around until he found a bottle of baby oil in her cabinet. He headed back to the living room with the baby oil in one hand and used his other hand to open his zipper and unleash his cock as he went. Rylee hadn’t moved from her position on the couch, her ass still pointed up in the air, and her legs spread wide open, waiting for him. He opened the oil and poured a generous amount on his fingers before he carefully inserted one, then two into the tight rosette of her anus.

He heard Rylee gasp when his fingers started moving inside her, scissoring back and forth, stretching her hole for him.

She writhed against him. Her moans grew louder. Nick removed his fingers, reached for the condom he’d left on the table, and quickly sheathed his cock.

Rylee cried out when Nick pressed his hips forward and slowly worked his cock inside her ass.

“That’s it. Take me in, baby.” Nick pushed his thick length all the way in, his hips resting against her ass, and leaned forward to kiss her on the neck.

“I’m gonna fuck you, baby. Nice and hard. Make you scream my name,” he whispered in her ear.

Then he started to move, rocking her with the force of it. Rylee met each of his thrusts with a low moan, her body taking him deep and hard.

“God, Nick. Feels so good.”

“Yeah. Need to…” Nick leaned forward. One hand moved around her hip, his fingers sliding into her wet pussy and massaging her swollen clit.

“Nick!” She jerked, riding him hard now, her mouth open wide, her cries echoing in the room.

They moved faster, Nick stroking her, pushing into her, their bodies working together in rhythm.

“Need you to come on my cock, baby. So tight. Wanna feel you.”

“Oh, yes. Please…” She screamed his name as she came, and her body clenched tight around his cock. “Rylee!” Nick’s cock jerked inside of her, and his seed filled the condom.

He collapsed, and his body came down on top of hers, his heart beat furiously in his chest, his ragged breaths feathered across her skin.

He finally managed to push himself off her. Rising unsteadily to his feet, he groaned when their bodies separated. He removed the condom and threw it in a nearby trashcan, then helped Rylee stand, pulled her into his arms, and carried her into the bedroom.

They lay together on the bed, holding and exploring each other and sharing leisurely, heat-filled kisses. Nick finally pulled back and looked into her eyes.

“Thank you,” he said softly. At her confused expression, he said, “You could have picked any man you wanted that night we met, but you picked me. You could have walked away after that first weekend and never given me a second thought, but you still agreed to see me again.” He gave her a smile. “Hell, you could have sent my sorry ass home tonight after the way I acted, but you let me stay.”

“Nick…”

“No, let me finish.” He swallowed hard. “I know I’m probably nothing like the usual type of men that you’re used to