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

decided to start with the easy ones first.

“How are you?”

“Good.”

“You look” — beautiful, amazing, perfect — “well.”

“Thanks…so do you.” Yeah, right. He looked like shit, and they both knew it.

“Where did you go?”

“Seattle.”

Nick blinked. Seattle? Damn. “Wow…Seattle is…”

“Rainy? Green?” Rylee smiled, but it looked strained and never reached her eyes.

“I was thinking, far away,” Nick clarified.

“Yes…it is.”

“So…how long are you in town?”

“Indefinitely.”

“Yeah?” Nick said carefully, ignoring the acceleration of his heart rate at her response.

“Where are you staying?”

“I…I was hoping I could talk a couple of friends into letting me stay with them.” Rylee spoke hesitantly and stood there nervously wringing her hands, her teeth worrying her lower lip, while she stared at him with apprehension.

“I’m thinking they’d love to have you stay with them.”

“I hope so.” “I know so.”

Nick didn’t know when they had started to move. One moment, there were several feet of space between them. The next, they stood directly in front of each other, their bodies so close, they were practically touching.

“Nick, can we talk —”

“Shh,” he interrupted. “We can talk later. Right now, I just…”

Nick ached to touch her, and he gave into the temptation. He put both of his hands to the sides of her face and tilted her head toward him.

“God, I missed you,” he whispered hoarsely. “I can’t sleep, can’t think. I can barely breathe without you.”

Her amber eyes shined with unshed tears. “Me too…without you.”

Nick’s lips came down on hers. Rylee’s lips parted, and she kissed him back eagerly, her mouth opening wide to welcome him inside.

His fingers threaded through her hair and cradled the back of her head. He tilted his head to the side, and his tongue delved deep into her mouth. God, he’d missed kissing her, missed feeling her mouth against his, and missed the slow, sexy way her tongue danced with his.

The sound of a throat clearing behind him interrupted the moment, and they were forced to end their kiss. Their lips separated slowly, unhurriedly, reluctantly.

Nick wrapped his arms tightly around Rylee, listening to her shaky breathing as she tried to calm herself. He watched the deep flush spread over her honey skin and felt the rapid beating of her heart that matched his own.

“What’s up, Leslie?” His voice sounded like gravel. He didn’t bother to turn around because he was busy focusing all of his attention on Rylee, scanning every single inch, memorizing every little detail. His hands kept trailing up and down the outside of her arms, refusing to break contact, needing reassurance that she was actually there. “I’ll lock up here and check on the dogs, so you two can be alone.”

“Thanks. I owe you.”

“Does this mean I’m not going to be fired now?”

Nick ignored her sarcastic comment as he pulled Rylee out the door.

Chapter Twenty-nine

Rylee didn’t remember the short drive to Nick’s house, couldn’t recall getting out of the car and walking inside, wasn’t sure how she managed to take off all of her clothes and climb into his bed.

The only thing she knew for certain was Nick; the feel of his hands on her body, touching, caressing, and pleasuring her. His tongue in her mouth, tasting, taking, possessing, and owning her.

“Need you,” Nick groaned, his cock hard and hot against her skin. “It’s been so long.”

“Yes. Please, Nick. Yours…make me yours.”

“You are mine.” Nick’s hands slid down to her legs, and spread them wide as his thick cock pressed against her slick opening. “You belong to me, to Noah.”

Rylee nodded, her breath coming faster, her body aching for him.

“Don’t let me go. Need you. Need you both so much.”

“Mine,” Nick growled next to her ear, the sound low and vibrating against her, his hazel-eyed gaze holding hers, silently demanding everything from her, even as he was pushing inside, staking a claim on her. Rylee didn’t try to deny it, didn’t try to run from it.

She just gave up everything in her to him willingly, and freely. “Love you, Nick,” she whispered.

“Uh-huh…love you, too.”

Nick’s hand reached between them and fondled her sensitive clit. “Come for me, baby.

Show me how much you love me.”

“Nick…yes!” Rylee cried out as her orgasm raced through her, and her world went gray around the edges.

“Fuck…oh!” Nick shouted and slammed into her a few more times before he shot and filled her deep with his cum.

Nick slowly slid from her body, rolling onto his back and taking her with him, so she was lying on top of him with her head resting on his chest.

“I love you,” Rylee said quietly. “I want us to be a family.”

“We are a family, baby.” Nick held her tight against him. “We always have been. I don’t ever want you to doubt that — no matter what anybody says, what anybody thinks.

Noah and I, we just aren’t the same without you. We love you. We need you.” He kissed her hair, her temple, along her jawline. “Please…don’t ever leave us again.”

“Please tell me you won’t let me.” She buried her face against his neck, and he felt the wetness of her tears against his skin.

Nick lifted her face; the pads of his thumb gently wiped the tears away. “I promise.”

His response was fast, sure. “We’ll never let you go again. We’ll never let anything — or anyone — come between us again.”

*

“You finally made it back.” Nick met Noah at the door. He’d been anxiously waiting for Noah to come home so the real celebration could begin.

“What’s up,” Noah grunted out as he walked in, and all but slammed the door closed behind him. Noah looked and sounded as irritated and pissed off as Nick knew he’d been for the past few months. He knew the feeling. He’d been the same way. Until today.

Nick smiled to himself as he watched Noah head toward his bedroom. He knew the surprise waiting for Noah in his bed would instantly make everything better.

He was almost to Noah’s bedroom door when he