Chapter Twenty-Nine

Rio

“Might not want to tell your aunt you had candy and a cupcake,” I told Cullen as we pulled back into the apartment parking lot.

Cullen nodded. “Okay, but I really want to tell her that I got to go inside the candy store and buy something.”

“Why is that? She doesn’t take you in there, so I’m guessing she doesn’t want you eating candy.” And I didn’t want to do anything to make her mad at me.

The kid’s eyes had lit up when I suggested it. I hadn’t thought it through before I asked him. There was no way I could have backed out of it.

“We tried once. They don’t like Aunt Bryn, so we can’t go in there,” he said in a soft voice, as if he was telling me a secret and felt bad about it.

Why the fuck did Charles Denney not like Bryn? Had Tory done something to the old man? I’d known him since I’d moved here. He was a nice old man.

“I think I can talk to the owner. Mr. Charles seemed to like you just fine. I’ll tell him how nice your aunt Bryn is.”

Cullen’s eyes went wide, and he gazed at me as if I had hung the damn moon. “Really? You could do that?”

“Of course I can. I’ve known Mr. Charles a long time.”

“Do you know the man who owns the pizza place? Because he don’t like us either. That’s why we make our own pizzas. But I sure would like some pizza from there. It smells real good when you pass by it.”

What the fuck did Dan O’Neil have against Bryn? Jesus, was this entire town full of assholes? Just because Tory had done something, they didn’t have to blame it on Bryn and Cullen.

“We will be eating pizza from there tonight,” I assured him.

Cullen let out a woot. I unbuckled him, and he climbed out of the Jeep on my side. “I can’t wait to tell Aunt Bryn!” he said. “She loves the smell of that pizza too.”

He started to run for the stairs and stopped, then came back to me to take my hand.

“Sorry. I forgot I can’t walk in the parking lot alone,” he said to me seriously. “Aunt Bryn don’t want me hit by a car.”

I nodded and held on to his hand firmly. “She’s a smart woman,” I said.

“She’s real smart,” he agreed. “She’s got a job that pays her lots of money. I get to drink milk every day now, and we got snacks in the house, and I get to eat ice cream almost every week!”

I felt a tight knot in my stomach as he talked about all the food he had now, thanks to his aunt Bryn’s job. Things most kids took for granted. Things I knew all too well what it was like to go without. Bryn’s job made more sense to me, the more the kid talked.

I was a fucking asshole. Just like the rest of this town.

When we got to the door and knocked, I was struggling to swallow past the lump in my throat. However, the moment the door opened, everything I had been struggling with vanished as Bryn stood there, looking like a damn goddess.

“Hey, Aunt Bryn!” Cullen said, rushing inside.

“Hey, buddy. Did you have fun?” she asked.

“The best! You won’t believe it, but we are eating pizza tonight from the pizza place in town. They like Rio, so he can buy us pizza from there,” he said. “I gotta pee.” Then, he was gone.

My eyes never left her. She turned her gaze to me then, and I stood there, speechless. Bryn was beautiful in baggy shirts, no makeup, and unbrushed hair. However, Bryn like this was the most gorgeous being on the planet.

“So, you’re staying for dinner then?” she asked with a smile.

I opened my mouth, and nothing came out. Then, I laughed at my own reaction. Finally, I managed to find my voice. “Damn, Bryn. A man needs a warning before you show up at the door like this.”

She blushed and bit her bottom lip. She’d done this on purpose—or at least, I was pretty damn sure she had. This was for me. Although I hadn’t needed any more of a push. It felt good to know she wanted to give me a reason to stay.

The short skirt showcased her legs that I knew only led to more perfection underneath, and, God, did she give me a view of cleavage. I had fought not to stare at her nipples through the damn T-shirt this morning, which was several sizes too big. I didn’t need to see the tops of them. But there they were, taunting me. Her breathing was heavy enough to make them rise and fall slowly.

“Come on in,” she said, stepping back, and I caught sight of her bare feet. Even those were perfect.

I came inside, and her scent hit me. I paused and inhaled deeply. Then turned to look down at her. “You are trying to kill me,” I whispered just as Cullen came running back into the room.

“And Rio knows the man who owns the candy shop. He can tell him that you’re nice and we can go inside.”

I saw her stiffen, and a forced smile touched her lips. “That’s wonderful,” she told him tightly. “The pizza place and the candy shop,” she said, turning her fake smile my way.

“Yeah, I’d like to know more about that later,” I told her.

She only nodded once, then turned back to Cullen. “You’ve had a very busy morning. It’s time for a nap. If you don’t nap, you’ll never make it to eat that pizza.”

Cullen’s shoulders slumped. “Okay,” he said, then looked at me. “You’ll be here when I get up?” he asked.

“I’m not going anywhere,” I told him. Especially with your aunt dressed like that.

He walked slowly back to his room and closed the door.

“I’ll come check on you in ten minutes. You’d better be in bed,” Bryn called out to him. Then, she looked back at me. “So, he was good today?” she asked.

“Perfect,” I replied. “Tell me about the pizza place and candy store,” I said, stepping closer to her.

She sighed. “The man at the candy store said he didn’t sell to people like me who vandalize others’ property.” She lifted her gaze from the floor to mine. “Same with the pizza place,” she added.

The fucking Jeep . Jesus, were they still holding that shit against her? Why hadn’t I known about this already?

“I’m sorry,” I said, reaching out to touch her hand because I needed to touch something. “I had no idea.”

She shrugged. “You’re well liked in this community, and I bashed your Jeep. They took your side.”

The knot in my stomach was back, and I wondered what else she’d suffered because of her taking the fall for what her sister had done to my Jeep. Fuck, I hated the idea of her being turned away like that. My chest hurt.

“You look like you’re about to be sick,” she said, squeezing my hand. “It’s fine. Trust me, that was not the first time I’d gone through that. When Tory slept with the Baptist minister in the last town we lived in, I had much worse things said about us and to us. They won’t even sell you milk in town after something like that.”

I needed her to stop telling me this shit long enough for me to deal with the fact that she’d been turned away in this town. Because of me. I closed my eyes and muttered a curse.

Her other hand touched my arm. “Let’s talk about something else. Tell me what y’all did today,” she said in a cheerful voice.

I opened my eyes and looked down at her. It hurt that she was so beautiful. I let go of her hand and reached up to cup her face. Her lips parted as I ran my thumb over her bottom lip. I placed my other hand on her hip and pulled her closer to me until our bodies were touching. Her breasts were pressing against my chest, and she was leaning into me, telling me clearly that she wanted to be here.

Lowering my head, I heard her shaky breath just before my mouth touched hers. Her hand gripped my bicep, and she trembled in my arms. When her mouth opened for me, I dived in, tasting her. I’d thought about this for so long, and not one of my fantasies compared to the actual thing. She tasted of honey and sunshine. She was sweet and warm.

She was holding on to me with both her hands now, as if she needed me to hold her up. Her scent, her taste, the way she felt against me—I wasn’t sure I could ever let go of her. I moved the hand I had on her hip down to cup her bottom. I grabbed it with both hands and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around me, and I walked us over the few steps to the sofa to sit down with her. Never once breaking the kiss.

I ran my hands up her thighs, and she gasped. I only pulled back a little, so I could look at her. My right hand was just inside her thigh. Her legs were open as she straddled me. The sundress was pushed all the way up, so I could see the lacy pink panties covering her. I lifted my eyes from that view to look into her eyes. Moving my hand slowly, I watched her.

“I’m just going to touch you there,” I said, my voice thick with arousal.

She nodded slightly, and her mouth fell open, but her eyes never left mine. I ran a finger over the silk and lace.

“It’s damp,” I said.

“Yes,” she whispered.

I slipped a finger under the fabric, and the silky heat made it easy to move inside.

“Oh!” she said, grabbing on to my arms again and arching her back so that her breasts were in my face.

“Pull down your sundress,” I said as I began running my finger along the satin skin, wet with arousal.

She reached behind her and unzipped the dress, then tugged it down until both her big, round tits were bobbing right under my chin.

I moved my finger to push inside her, and she arched again. This time, I captured a nipple in my mouth and sucked hard.

“O-o-oh G-G-God,” she cried out.

I continued lavishing her nipple and enjoying the way her pussy clenched around my finger as she panted in my arms.

“I just meant to kiss you,” I said as I looked at her. “But you taste too sweet. You drive me crazy. I needed to touch you.”

“Yes,” she said as she began to move her hips against my hand.

I licked at her other nipple and bit down gently. She made a small cry, and her hands grabbed my head.

“Yes, pl-pl-please,” she begged. Her stuttering was back. She wasn’t able to concentrate. She was in the moment with me.

I bit down again, and she rocked harder against my hand. My dick was so swollen that I wasn’t sure how much longer my jeans could hold it. With each little pant Bryn made, I throbbed harder. We had just had our first kiss. There was no way I could sink inside her now. With the kid asleep in the other room. It would have to be quiet, and I wanted to hear her scream my name.

“Rio,” she panted out.

I bit her again, harder this time, holding her nipple in my teeth while I looked up at her. She met my eyes, and her mouth fell open as she began to jerk in my arms.

“Oh G-G-God. O-o-oh, oh,” she cried as the orgasm hit her.

Her pussy was squeezing my finger, her juices coating my hand. I wanted to be down there, tasting it. Would she enjoy me biting her clit too? She liked the pain. The harder I had bitten her nipple, the harder she had ridden my hand.

She moaned and then opened her eyes while a smile curled her lips. “Th-th-that was a-amazing,” she said.

Really? That had been amazing? Hell, I could show her better orgasms than that.

But I had already moved too quickly. My fantasies in the shower had pushed me to this. Bryn being all hot and ready hadn’t helped slow me down.

I moved her off my lap in hopes that my erection would calm the fuck down.

Looking at her face, I let out a soft, shaky laugh. “I meant to kiss you. Seems I don’t have much control.”

She smiled, looking pleased with that admission from me. “Me neither.”

I smirked then. “I guess that’s been building for a long time.”

She tilted her head and studied me with a surprised expression. “Really?”

“Yeah, really,” I replied.

She straightened her dress and curled her feet back behind her. “You could have fooled me.”

“I thought you’d bashed my Jeep,” I reminded her.

She shrugged, and the strap of her sundress fell back off her shoulder. “That’s my point.”

“We had history, Bryn. Changes things.”

She began to bite her bottom lip again as she thought about it. Talking about this wasn’t cooling me off any. Possibly making it worse.

“Keep biting your lip, and there will be more of what just happened. I’ve done nothing but think about you for two damn weeks. I’m wound up.”

I thought the warning would cause her to laugh or change the subject. Maybe get up and offer me a drink.

I hadn’t expected her to lift her shoulders in a shrug, lean toward me, and whisper, “That’s not something I’m against.”

My body tensed in response. Why had I expected her to be shy and innocent? Fine, if she wanted more, then I wasn’t going to waste my chance.

I pushed her back on the sofa, and her eyes went wide with surprise. When I reached up to pull off her panties, she began breathing fast from excitement. If she was going to come to me this easily, who was I to deny us? Clearly, she was experienced.

Glancing at the hallway, I looked down at her. “How thick are your walls?” I asked.

“He has a s-s-sound m-machine. It dr-drowns out m-most everything,” she said.

“You’re stuttering again. Am I making it hard for you to concentrate?” I asked with a pleased grin.

She nodded and bit her lip.

I took her legs and put them over my shoulders.

“Wh-wh-what are y-y-you d-doing?” she asked, almost in a panic.

I hadn’t expected that reaction. But if she was wanting to make me hotter, there was no need. I was there.

“I’m going to eat you. I want a taste,” I told her. Then, before she could say anything else, I ran my tongue over the sweet, wet pink pussy opened to me.

“Ohhh,” she moaned, and her body jerked.

I licked again, then ran my tongue over her sensitive clit.

“R-R-Rio, oh, p-p-please,” she begged.

I looked up at her as she grabbed her breasts and began to pinch her nipples. I reached down and undid my zipper before my cock exploded behind the pressure.

Once I had it free, I went back to my feast. Running my tongue along the path that I knew felt the best, then slipping it inside before flicking her clit with it. When I sucked the clit hard, she cried out again, and her hand went to my head, as if to hold me there.

I had been right. She liked the pain with her pleasure. I bit it gently.

“Y-y-yes, yes, o-o-oh G-God, yes,” she chanted.

I stuck my finger inside her to wet it, and then as I bit down on her clit, I slid my finger inside her tight hole in the back. She covered her mouth as she screamed and bucked beneath me.

I was throbbing so painfully that I didn’t know how much more I could take. Reaching down, I took my own cock in my hand and began to stroke it with the wetness from her pussy. I continued to look at her as I licked and bit her in the way she seemed to like best. This was better than all my shower fantasies.

“You like having your pussy licked, don’t you?” I asked her, and she looked down at me, her eyes lost in the pleasure.

“Yes,” she moaned. “I n-n-never knew,” she said and arched her back again as I circled her clit with my tongue.

“What didn’t you know, baby?” I asked her, then licked at her clit again.

She shuddered and made another noise, then said, “How g-g-good th-th-this would b-be.”

“I knew we would be good together,” I said against her hot flesh.

She moaned again. “Th-this isn’t s-s-something I th-th-thought I’d enjoy.”

I paused and looked at her. “You’ve never had your pussy eaten?” I asked.

She shook her head. “No.”

“What the hell was wrong with your other lovers?” I asked, going back to loving her.

“Th-th-there were n-no others,” she said, and I froze.

She was watching me.

“What?” I asked her because I had to have misunderstood something.

“Pl-please,” she begged and squirmed under me.

I began to give her what she wanted as she moaned my name. She was so willing and free with me. How could this be her first time?

“I’m a vir-vir-virgin,” she said finally between her sounds of pleasure.

I lifted my head and looked at her. She was lost in the moment. Her mouth slightly open as she panted. Her eyelids heavy with desire. She was the image of every erotic dream a man could have, and no one else had been here. Just me. The possessive monster inside of me lost some control. The urge to beat on my chest and roar was under the surface.

I lowered my head again and pressed a kiss to her swollen clit, causing her to whimper, before I bit down on it just hard enough to send her spiraling into another climax as I pumped my dick and shot my own release onto my legs.

Once I was done, I pulled my pants back up and stood to pull her into my arms. She came willingly, although she was limp from her powerful orgasm.

I held her against me, feeling things I’d never felt before. Things that should scare the shit out of me. Things that were not me. But with the knowledge that I was the only lover to touch her, something inside of me unleashed, and I knew I’d kill anyone who tried to hurt her or touch her.

In one day, everything had changed.