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My breathing increased as Ryan applied more pressure to my aching clit. I could feel a moan crawling up my throat, begging to be released as he moved against me. I moved my hips in cadence with his fingers as he spread me open and rubbed.
“I don’t think you’re ready to hear how badly I wanted to do this to you that night in my bed…after I saw you wearing my shirt,” he said breathily, moving his lips to my neck and back to my ear. “Do you have any idea what that did to me? How badly I tried to see your nipples through that shirt, how I wanted to drag those boxers down your legs with my teeth…”
A sound came from my chest as his fingers tightened against my lips.
“Do you like when I talk dirty to you, Bex?”
I could feel his smile against my skin. If he remembered correctly, I had always been an avid worshiper of his filthy tongue. I couldn’t answer, but I bucked my hips and pushed back against the hardness between us. I wanted him to enter me, to erase all the lines of resistance between us and make us whole.
“Do you remember how you used to beg me for things? Filthy things…dirty things…things that would make most people blush.”
I remembered. I was insatiable for Ryan…our intimacy was fire doused in kerosene every single time we were together. It was never enough.
Suddenly, I went lax against him as the tips of my toes curled and caught fire and a moan split my chest open.
“Come for me, Bex,” Ryan rasped, pressing his lips into my neck, firm and forceful.
We sagged against each other, and Ryan removed his hand, running it down my back and gently caressing my backside through my cotton shorts.
I turned until I was facing him, wanting to take care of him the way he’d catered to me. I wanted to kiss him, maybe slip under the blankets and take his length into my mouth, but just when I was about to press my lips against his and acknowledge that hungry look in his eyes, we heard the rustling of blankets on the other side of the divider.
We froze as the sound increased, Ryan pulled his hands from under my shirt, and I pulled my fingers away from his boxers, turning away and putting space between us. A few seconds later, the divider was pushed back, and Bella was standing there.
“Mommy! I have to pee.”
Ryan smiled from his spot, which was on the edge of his side of the bed. I turned, thankful we hadn’t stripped our clothes off, and met the sleepy face of my little girl.
“Let’s go sweetie.” I grabbed her hand and walked her out of the tent.
By the time we’d returned to the campsite, Ryan had breakfast going with a crackling and popping fire. The smell of coffee permeated the air, along with the heady scent of pine. It was heaven.
“Hey, my girls are back.” Ryan looked up from piling strips of bacon into a pan, his eyes focusing on me with a sly grin.
My heart leapt at his term of endearment. I tried so hard to shut it down, to not give it credence, but I’d have been lying if I said I didn’t want to soak in the fluttery feeling it created. If I allowed myself, I could get lost in that gaze and the way it felt like home.
If I wasn’t careful, I’d forget that Ryan wasn’t permanent, that we were just something he was testing out for the summer and we had an expiration date. Before long, he’d be back in his element, dating movie stars and forgetting we’d ever even existed.
