Storm Front (The Charistown Series) (Volume 2) (38 page)

“I couldn’t agree more, Princess.” She hadn’t realized that
she had voiced her thoughts, but she was glad. “I don’t wanna waste any more,
Ash. Do you understand?” He bent his head to the side his eyes locked with
hers. “You’re everything to me Ashley, and I want us to move on…together.
Please forgive yourself, and let’s move forward.”

One small nod led to another until—finally—she let him pull
her shaking, sobbing frame tightly into his. Chest to chest they sat on the
soft blankets, her legs wrapped around him, her fingers threaded together
behind his neck, her face pressed lightly against the soft cotton of his
t-shirt as she released a cleansing cry. She was being held by her one true
love. She was finally letting go, but she was no longer scared. She knew he
would catch her no matter what.

A loud, boom sounded from somewhere outside in the distance
followed by complete darkness in their house. The only light came from the red
and orange flames that licked the walls of the fireplace. His arms held her
tighter when she startled from the loud noise followed by the blackout.

“It’s okay, baby, I’ve got you.” His breath tickled her neck
just before he grazed her ear lobe with a small lick. The tiny hairs on her
neck tingled as he laved the shell of her ear with the tip of his tongue and
nipped the sensitive skin. When he slowly moved his kisses down from her ear to
her neck, a shiver pulsed through her body.

“Ashley?” His voice was hoarse, his question clear. She knew
he wanted to make certain they were on the same page this time. She had a
feeling neither of them would survive if they weren’t.

“Ryan. I have loved you from the start... ” Ashley cupped
his face in her hands as she repeated the words she said to him when she was
just seventeen years old, and then added the words that were begging to come
next, “I fell in love with you when I was fifteen and I’ve lived my life
without you. I survived it, but I hated it. It was lonely and hollow. Leo
always said I was stubborn and I guess he was right, because in my heart, I
never gave up on you…on us. I know it seemed like I did, but I think—no, I
know—that’s why I’ve been such a raving bitch these past months. I couldn’t
stand to see you with all of the other women. I know it sounds horrible, I did
want you happy, honey, I swear…but I wanted you happy with
me
. I just
didn’t feel like I had the right to ask for you back.”

She stroked her thumbs over his whisker-roughened cheeks. “I
know you, and I know you’re probably scared to place your bet on me, but, Ry,
I’m in this. I’m here. And I’m not going anywhere, ever again. I love you.”

Wilma and Fred

THERE SITTING ON the soft pallet in
front of the warm fire, while the hurricane wrecked havoc on the world outside,
Ryan lifted onto his knees and crawled closer to the woman facing him. “Lift
your arms, Princess.” Her round eyes questioned him but her no words escaped
her mouth. “Lift them, honey, or I’ll rip your favorite shirt clear off your
body. I’ve been waiting years for this moment, I don’t give a damn how soft and
fuzzy that fleecy shit is.”

Soft humming of blood swishing through his veins immediately
filled his ears when she quickly complied. His cock grew long and firm in his
track pants as his hands felt her warm, soft skin for the first time. He eased
the top up and off her body and threw it onto the sofa.

His gaze settled on her silken skin and her lace covered
breasts.

“Oh, Ashley,” his voice was rough as her name rumbled out in
a prayer. “My God, you’re so fucking beautiful. I want you, God, how I want
you.” His words were short and direct, not at all like the silver-tongued stud
she had known all her life. What was missing from his words, he knew from her
softened look, must have been written all over his face—lust, adoration,
desire, need, and love. He
loved
her. He was in love with her, and he
always had been.

“Your turn, Romeo. I need to feel your skin on mine.” She
reached for the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it up over his head. She would
never get tired of looking at his body. It was perfection—taut, bronze skin
over bulging muscles. She traced each of his tattoos with her fingertips before
rising to her knees and caressing the art with her tongue. His moans
reverberated through her chest and traveled down to the sensitive area between
her thighs.

“Ryan, you have no idea what it does to me when you moan
like that,” she panted.

“Tell me, Princess, what does hearing my pleasure do to
you?” His growl affected her even more. “Does it make your panties wet?”

“Yes, Ry,” she exhaled, moving around to his back, tracing
each letter of his
Storm Front
tattoo with the tip of her tongue. “My
pussy is wet, my clit is pulsing, my nipples are hard, and my whole body is
begging to be touched…by you.”

She leaned forward and her lace-covered breasts pressed up
against the hard plain of his back as she whispered in to his ear, “So, what
are you gonna do about it?”

In an instant, she found herself sprawled out on her back
beneath him. Barely a second later Ryan was on his knees, between her legs. Her
teasing laugh was caught in the warmth of his mouth as he devoured her lips in
a searing kiss.

“What am I gonna do about it, Princess?” His voice was
pregnant with desire while his eyes burned with lust, “I’m gonna show you
exactly what happens when you poke the dragon who’s spent his whole life in
love with the Princess.” He paused for just a brief second before stripping her
out of her sweatpants and lacy panties all in one fell swoop. She let out a
strangled giggle as his hands stroked the arches of her ticklish feet.

“The more things change, the more they stay the same,” he
smirked. “I’ve missed touching your soft skin…” His tongue traveled up her shin
to her knee. “Mmm, I’ve missed tasting you.”

With each of his seductive statements, Ashley felt the
moisture pooling at the juncture between her thighs. “I smell you, Princess. I
could never forget your sweet smell.” The tip of his index finger made the
final trek from her knee to the soft flesh of her pussy lips. He trailed the
digit from top to bottom, spreading her open and slowly dipping his thick
finger inside her.

She quivered under his touch, his voice, his scent. With her
eyes closed she thought of her few sexual encounters over the past years. No
other man had ever turned her on the way this man did. “Oh, Ryan, please…”

She opened her eyes when his ministrations stopped and
watched as he brought his finger, glistening with her arousal, up to his mouth.
She couldn’t hold back her whimper when she saw his tongue dart out and wrap
itself around his thick digit, pulling it into his mouth.

“So, good, Princess. So sweet.” The desire she saw in his
eyes was as clear as the ink on his beautiful skin. “Tell me, Ash, what do you
want?”

“I want you, Ryan, I need you. Please touch me.” In an
instant Ashley watched as his desire morphed into hunger and his erection grew
thicker between their bodies.

“Tsk, Tsk, beautiful, I haven’t forgotten about that sassy
little mouth of yours. Tell me what you want, Ashley. Tell me in the spicy
words you use so well.” His fingers lightly grazed her opening, his touch
barely a whisper. “Tell me and I’ll give you exactly what you want, Princess.”
He moved down her body, dropping kisses on her bare stomach and nipping at her
hipbones, blowing warm breaths over the wet trail he left behind.

The sting of her teeth biting into her bottom lip and the
comfort of her tongue rubbing the ring that pierced through it were the only
things keeping her grounded in the moment. She wanted nothing more than to have
Ryan wedged between her thighs, but words were nearly impossible to form.

“Tell me.” He inched his mouth closer to her bared sex and
ran his tongue from her opening up to her pulsing clit. “Mmm, say the words,
baby.” Need coiled in her belly. She reached between her thighs and ran her
long fingers through his midnight hair before tugging firmly on the locks,
letting him know what she wanted. His eyes met hers and she saw her hunger
mirrored in his gaze. Words flowed from her lips like air.

“I want you, Ryan. I want to feel your mouth on my cunt, I
want you to eat me like I’m the first meal you’ve had in years. I want you to
make me come apart and when you do, I want you to know that you are the only
man that has ever made me feel that way. So, fuck me, Ryan. Fuck me with your
mouth, your fingers and your cock, and know that I intend to take you with me
on every single ride.”

His eyes flared as each erotic word dripped from her mouth.
Each syllable causing visible jolts of excitement to ricochet through his body.
Ashley licked her lips as she watched Ryan stroke his cock, enraptured by her
verbal plea.

“Spicy enough for you?” She grinned wantonly.

“Forever, I’ve waited for this,” he mumbled just before he
released himself and ran his tongue from her seeping entrance to her swollen
clit. “Mmm.” As his piercing flicked her hardened bud she sent up a small
prayer to the gods of tequila, who she knew were responsible for this wondrous
addition to his already talented tongue.

“Oh, God, Do. Not. Stop,” she pleaded as he fucked her with
his fingers and cherished her with his mouth. A swarm of butterflies took
flight in her belly, her thighs twitched and her core pulsed. Each time his
warm tongue lapped her clit, tsunami waves crested over her. “Oh, Ry…oh…my…”

She felt him massage her sweet spot once again while sucking
her pulsing clit into his mouth. The twin stimulation, along with the knowledge
that it was
her
Ryan giving her this pleasure, was like the perfect
storm. In the span of a few moments her world went silent, frozen with the
power of the stimulation almost too much to bear, and in an instant, waves of
pleasure crashed over her bathing her in bliss she had never known before.

“I’ve always loved watching you come apart,” he mumbled
pressing soft kisses up her inner thighs, her hips, and her toned tummy.
“Knowing it was me that had made you look like a ravaged sex goddess always
brought out the caveman in me…guess it still does.” He slid up her body,
rubbing his fully erect cock against her belly.

Ashley ran her hands up the muscled arms of the man leaning
over her. While her climax had been unbelievable, she wanted more. She’d never
tired of him when they were younger, and she’d never tire of him now…not ever.
“Honey, while misguided, your caveman protection was the only way you knew how
to love back then. That’s not the case now, so bring on the caveman, Ryan, I
want it…I crave it.” Her hand left his arm and traveled quickly from his
shoulder to his chest, down his abs to his raging hard on.

“Oh…fuck, Ash.” His groan was guttural as she watched his
eyes flutter closed.

“Lie down, honey, let me show you how Wilma treats Fred.” As
if all of his strength had magically disappeared, his body gracefully poured to
the floor. Like a panther, Ashley stalked on all fours to settle between his
legs making sure her eyes never left his. Her hands skated along his bare
flesh, moving slowly over each ripple of taut muscle. Her lips followed closely
behind with teasing licks and naughty nips.

She kissed his lush, full lips, taking the bottom one into
her mouth and sucking it between her teeth. “I love you, Ryan.” It was a simple
statement that needed no more words attached. His hands cupped her face and his
hooded eyes turned serious.

“Ashley, the love I feel for you runs so deep, so strong and
so true that it’s hard to breathe when you’re not around—hearing that you feel
the same way…God. I would go through all of these years of pain all over again
knowing that we’d end up here together, right now.”

“Oh, Romeo.” She dipped her lips to his once more kissing
the mouth that had given her the words to soothe her soul. She moved smoothly
to his ear then to his neck. She ran her tongue from his neck down to his
beautiful tattooed chest and as she played with the ring that scored his
nipple, she felt his deft fingers unhooking her bra.

“I need to feel all of you against all of me, baby,” he said
by way of explanation. In return, she rubbed her breasts against his warm skin.
If the deep moan was any indicator, he was extremely happy with her moves. She
continued her journey down his long body until she rested between his strong
legs.

She stroked his impressive erection, loving the weight of it
in her hand. “Mmm.” She licked her lips and pumped his length, her smile
widening when his breathing labored.

“Princess, please.” His hoarse plea brought fresh moisture
to her already drenched pussy.

“Please what, Ryan? I wanna hear you ask for what you want.”
She teased him by mimicking his earlier command. “I wanna hear you use your
dirty words, honey. You know they turn me on.”

“Fuck,” he roared. “Princess, put my dick in your mouth and
suck it down. I want your lips around me, I wanna feel your tongue. Baby,
please suck my cock.” His body tensed the moment her tongue touched the
sensitive head of his erection. “Ah…” He released a pent up breath as she
pulled him slowly into her warm wet mouth and hissed as her tongue laved the
sensitive spot just underneath the head. His fingers twisted through her long
silken locks as she fucked his dick with her mouth with all the hunger of a
starved woman, and the tenderness only true love could possess.

“Ashley,” he moaned. “Princess, you need to stop, baby, I’m
gonna come.” But she didn’t want to stop, she wanted him in her mouth, and she
wanted to give him everything he’d given to her. He writhed underneath her.

“Ash, please baby.” His pleas were different, like he
actually
wanted
her to pull away. So she did.

Confusion must have shown on her face because Ryan quickly
palmed her cheek, gaining her complete attention. “No, Princess, I love
everything you’re doing to me,” he chuckled, “maybe a little too much. I don’t
wanna come in your mouth this first time, baby, I want to come in you, with
you. Okay?”

“I want that too, Romeo,” she sighed happily. He reached for
her, placing his hand behind her head, and slammed his lips to hers. Their kiss
was not gentle, sweet, or kind. It was hungry, and it was ravenous.

They sank deep into each other as their bodies wound tightly
together. Ryan lowered them to the ground, side by side, mouths still joined,
and pushed her knees apart with his thigh. His fingers quickly found their way
to her hot core and he inserted two into her with ease.