When Richie didn’t return immediately, Tori made the rounds of the first floor, shutting off lights and checking the locks on the doors. She finished her circuit at the front door and had just turned the lock when an arm snaked around her waist and pulled her back against a hard body.
“Trying to escape me beauty?” His breath was hot in her ear.
“You were gone so long I thought you didn’t want me anymore.” She turned serious for a moment. “Everything okay?”
“Yeah. He just wanted a little bedtime music. He’s playing with his favourite toy.”
“His feet.” They said it in unison and laughed.
The arm around her tightened. “I tole ye before, beauty, I’ll never let you go!” Spinning her around, he hefted her over his shoulder.
She bit back a squeal as the world tilted. A smirk twisted her lips as she gazed at the sight in front of her, then slid her hands into his back pockets and used his ass to brace herself. He almost missed a step when she squeezed. His hand came up to spank her, then rub the offended area. She sucked in a breath.
In their bedroom she noted that he’d pulled the covers back so that they pooled on the floor at the foot of the bed and set the baby monitor on her bedside table. She could hear Stevie babbling to himself and music playing in the background. It took a couple seconds before she recognized that it was playing Undiscovered Soul . She grinned.
Stopping in front of the dresser and mirror, Richie shrugged her off of his shoulder and let her slide slowly down the front of his body until she could stand. He turned her to face the mirror and ran his hands down her arms from shoulder to wrist. Grasping her hands, he placed them on the outside of his thighs. He didn’t say, but she understood that they were to stay there. With long strokes he caressed her torso, removing her clothing as he went. When she was naked, he walked around her in a circle, silently, examining her. One hand slid down her back to cup and knead her butt cheeks. She jerked slightly when that hand lifted and delivered a stinging slap on that same flesh. He positioned himself behind her again, against her back, rose a brow at her in the mirror and waited. She placed her hands back on his legs and sucked in a tremulous breath, anticipation heightening all of her senses and increasing her heart rate. The fact that he was still fully clothed while she was naked, ramped it up even more.
His hands started at her shoulders, then slid slowly, possessively, down to cup and caress her breasts, long fingers teasing her nipples, then pinching them when they hardened and stood up for him. She couldn’t take her eyes off the sight of his hands caressing her body She couldn’t take her eyes off the sight of his hands caressing her body. One hand moved down to cup her between her legs. He squeezed.. Tori felt his lips against her ear. “Mine!” He bit her earlobe then laved it with his tongue. She closed her eyes and tilted her head. He nipped again. “Arrgh, no me beauty, ye ain’t gettin’ off that easy. Watch.”
She opened her eyes to see his grip loosen and turn gentle. The hand on her breast moved to span her stomach and hold her against him. The other hand massaged her mound, one long finger sliding between swollen folds to stroke her moist flesh. As minutes passed her breathing became agitated and her hips started to lift towards his hand. Her hands clenched around the material of his pants. Both of them watched as he slipped two fingers inside her warm sheath and stroked. Her teeth closed on her lower lip and she started to pant as she watched...and felt....his hand moving between her legs. When he brought his thumb into play, dragging it back and forth over her pulsing clit, she cried out and her head started to thrash against his chest.
His gaze roamed her body, noting the arousal flushing her skin, and the need stamped on her face. He grinned. “Who do ye belong to beauty?” It was a growl. When she didn’t answer immediately, he bit down on her neck. “Answer me beauty!”
She licked her lips and gasped. “You!”
“And who else?” His teeth closed on her again and his fingers reached deeper.
“No one! Oh God! Please!”
Relenting, he increased the speed of both fingers and thumb. With a cry, she shattered. The arm around her waist tightened to hold her up when her legs gave out.
He carried her to the bed and laid her down. Grasping both wrists, he lifted them to lie above her head but didn’t tie her. As much as he wanted to, he didn’t want to force her tonight. He wanted her to be able to stop him if she felt the need. Their eyes met and she read his thoughts in his eyes. Her hands stretched a little further and wrapped around the rungs in the headboard.
He stood back from the bed and stripped off his clothes, his eyes constantly roaming over her displayed body. Joining her on the bed, he licked his lips, and proceeded to taste every inch of her skin. He lingered over the globes of her breasts, but avoided the hard tips, merely saluting them with a kiss before moving on to her stomach....and beyond. Spreading her thighs wide, he settled between them, caressing the inner surfaces with lips and tongue. Long fingers held back her folds, opening her most female flesh completely to his gaze. “Mmmmm. Dessert.” With that he settled in to feast. He licked, sucked, nibbled, dragging hoarse cries from her. Her back arched and her knuckles turned white with the strength of her grip on the headboard as her tension approached the breaking point. Sensing she was on the brink, Richie speared her with his tongue, pushing her over the edge.
He barely gave her a minute to catch her breath before he continued. Her body was wracked with shudders as he brought her to orgasm twice more before finally lifting his head. He slowly slid up her body. She didn’t even open her eyes. Her chest heaved as she panted for breath, her skin slick with sweat. Bracing himself on his elbows, he smoothed damp tendrils of hair back from her face and kissed her. “Look at me beauty.” It took a few seconds before she could force her lids up and focus on his face. As soon as their eyes met he flexed his hips and filled her with one controlled thrust.
“Oh!” Her back arched and her eyes dilated even more.
Richie held still while she regained her breath. He could feel her walls gripping and releasing his buried shaft, ‘feeling’ him inside her. When her pulse slowed and her breathing stabilized, he started to move. His thrusts were slow, but powerful. He pushed at her thighs. “Open wider.” She did and cried out as he reached deeper. For long minutes he moved on her, until she clenched around him and climaxed again. It wasn’t enough. He lifted her legs onto his shoulders and thrust harder and faster. Lowering his weight onto her, he gripped her hips, lifted them into his downstroke and pounded into her. Within minutes she reached another orgasm, but he didn’t stop. Her hands had relaxed on the headboard – she had no strength left to hold it. All she could do was lie back and accept his repeated penetrations of her body and the sensations bombarding her and fight to stay conscious. The next time she crested the peak she lost the fight. The last thing she heard before her world went black was his throttled shout as he burst inside her.
She wasn’t sure how long she’d been out when Stevie’s cries brought her back to awareness. Before she could move, Richie entered the room with the baby. She sat up slowly, noting the blanket that he must have pulled over her after she’d passed out. He searched her eyes, ensuring that she was alright before handing over the baby and climbing in beside her. He rested his chin on her shoulder and watched while she fed him, stroking the baby’s brow and cheek and talking quietly. She smiled to see Stevie keeping one hand on her and one eye on his father. When he finished, Richie began singing soft and low while Tori burped him. Stevie’s eyelids drooped and he quickly drifted off to sleep. Richie rose from the bed, held his arms out for the baby and took him back to his room.
Returning Richie stood beside the bed, considering for long moments. Adrenaline coursed through her body as she realized that the pirate wasn’t finished yet. He reached out, grabbed the blanket and yanked it off of her, sending it to join the rest off the end of the bed. He straddled her chest and offered his semi hard shaft to her. “Suck it.”
Meeting his eyes, she licked her lips and opened her mouth wide. He shifted closer and slid the large head inside. Her tongue slithered all around it and she sucked first softly, then harder until he had swelled and hardened completely. “Enough!”
Obeying, she released him and waited to see what he had planned.
“On yer stomach wench!”
Tori rolled over, and took a deep breath, trying to brace herself for what was coming. Once again he raised her hands above her head. Lying beside her, he smoothed his hands over the long muscles of her back, savouring the velvety feel of her skin. His lips followed the same path. When he reached her buttocks, he squeezed and kneaded, kissed, licked and nibbled, increasing her desire. Grabbing two big fluffy pillows, he lifted her hips and slid them underneath. Once again he speared her with two fingers to check her readiness. He didn’t need to worry. She was dripping wet.
She felt the weight of his large body pressing her into the mattress and her breathing became even more laboured – from arousal, not his weight. He licked the shell of her ear. “Are ye mine?” She nodded. He nipped. “Say it! Are ye mine?”
“Yes.” It was a whisper. “YES!” She screamed as he thrust hard, burying his erection to the hilt, stretching her delicate flesh to its limit.
Richie paused for a moment and took a deep breath. This was the ultimate test. In this position she couldn’t even attempt to fight him off. She was completely helpless and at his mercy. He shifted until he could see her eyes, and searched for any sign of fear or that she was uncomfortable at all. All he saw was the dark blue of her need and the glint of desire. He grinned, reached up to twine their fingers together and began to move. He started off slow, but their position and the realization that she was willingly giving up complete control to him – and what that meant – had his arousal reaching new heights. He pounded into her over and over and over again. He couldn’t seem to get enough. He brought her to climax three times, before her mewling whimpers finally made it from his ears to his brain. But the pirate wouldn’t give in. “More wench. Give me more!” His thrusts became even more intense, harder, reached deeper. Her whole body went rigid and clamped down on him as a scream was ripped from her throat. “YES!” He shouted and burst inside her, flooding her with his warm.
They laid there for several minutes, waiting for the world to stop spinning and their hearts to return to a normal rhythm. Finally, Richie gathered his strength, withdrew from her body and collapsed on his back beside her. He turned his head to look at her and lifted a hand to stroke her cheek with his finger. “Did I ever tell you that you’re the only one who’s ever let the pirate, in all his glory, out to play?” Her brows rose. “It’s true. Others have allowed little glimpses, but never the full experience. I guess no one trusted me enough to give up total control like that. Thank you.”
She caught his hand – the hand that had given her nothing but the most incredible pleasure – and kissed it. “It was their loss. I’ll admit that being helpless like that is a little scary, especially the first time, but with the right person – with you - it’s a pleasure unlike any I’ve ever known. It’s pure ecstasy.” She reached out to stroke his cheek. “But then again, from the very beginning, your touch has reached places in me that I never even knew existed. You...” She had to stop to swallow around the lump in her throat. Her eyes glistened with tears. “You’ve lit a fire in me...in my soul....that keeps me warm on the coldest winter’s night. You made me look forward to and embrace the future, despite the pain of my past. I think that’s why the whole mess with Heather hit me so hard. All of that had been taken away. I felt...cold...and alone and....hopeless.”
Pain shadowed his dark eyes. “I’m sor...”
She placed her fingers over his mouth to stop him. “I know. You’ve proven that to me over the last few months. I want to put the whole episode behind us.”
He searched her eyes. “What are you saying.”
“I’m saying that it’s over and done with. I don’t want to talk about it anymore. I don’t even want to think about it. It’s in the past. I want us to have a new beginning. No more looking back, only forward.” She leaned over and kissed him, tasting him thoroughly. “Happy anniversary Richie.”
“Happy anniversary Tori. I love you.” He shifted to gather her into his arms.
“I love you too.” She winced as she moved to cuddle close and the muscles of her lower body protested.
He frowned. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head. “No, I’m fine. Although don’t plan on going too far from the house tomorrow. I think I may need a little help getting around. It’s been awhile since I was....booty.”
He chuckled and hugged her closer. “I’ll be right here for whatever you need. Always.”
Tori sighed and idly played with a patch of chest hair. “Do you think we’ll ever have a calm year?”
“Depends on what you consider calm. With our family don’t expect a boring, uneventful year....ever. But I think it’s pretty safe to say that the chances of having two back to back tumultuous roller coaster years like we just went through are low.” His hand rubbed lightly over her arm. “We’re due for some peace.”
“I hope you’re right.” They were silent for several minutes. “Rich?”
“Are we going to get our fairy tale ending?”
“Well, let’s see. The evil witch tried to kill us, but we broke her spell and found each other again....... I’ve got my angel....”
“And I’ve got my Prince Charming. It’s supposed to be a princess, not an angel, but I’ll let it slide.”
He grinned and squeezed her. “Others may search for a princess, but my beautiful, talented angel helped me turn from the path to darkness and brought me back to life.” He raised her face to his and kissed her. “Where was I? Oh yeah, angel and prince. What else....we have the heir and heiress to our kingdom to watch grow and thrive....yeah, I’d say we’re going to get our happily ever after. Every relationship has its little ups and downs, but overall....yeah, we’ll get it.”
“Promise.” It was one promise he vowed to keep.
And he did.