Mrs. Robin's Sons

for leverage, the fingers of his other hand digging into her hip bone. His knees were planted on the carpet as he pulled sweet sounds from her while he plunged in and out of her wet heat.
“Don’t stop. Please, please. Harder…” She was begging for it, making him moan and move faster, his heart pumping in time with the thrust of his cock. He felt Rylee ripple, felt the tension squeeze his cock as she climaxed, heard her wails of pleasure as heat poured over his cock, and that was all it took to send him over the edge. He shot so hard it almost hurt: his back arched, his mouth opened as he yelled, the sound torn from him, and he thought his lungs would burst through his chest.
He collapsed on Rylee, her body pinned beneath his weight as his breath huffed from him. “Damn, I could so get used to doing that every day for the rest of my life,” he finally managed to pant out.
Rylee chuckled softly, placing kisses along his neck. “Maybe we’ll even make it to the bed next time.”

Chapter Six
Nick lay in the bed and watched Rylee as she slept. He couldn’t believe it was Sunday all ready, and the weekend was almost over. He wasn’t ready for it to end, wasn’t ready to say good-bye, wasn’t ready to walk away and never see her again.
When he’d first come to Rylee’s room, Nick had no idea that he’d still be there nearly forty-eight hours later. When they hadn’t been all over each other, they’d talked, laughed, and simply enjoyed each other’s presence.
Nick was amazed at how much he’d learned about Rylee in such a short period of time.
He would never have imagined that they would have so much in common, and he wished he had more time to spend with her before he had to return to Wisconsin.
He sighed, knowing that wasn’t an option. Rylee had to work, and he was supposed to attend the baseball game with Noah. He hadn’t seen his brother all weekend, had only spoken to him once on the phone, and Nick knew his little disappearing act had Noah less than pleased with him at the moment.
“Are you just going to stare at me all morning, or are you going to come over here and give me a proper wake-up?” Nick had been so lost in his thoughts he hadn’t even noticed Rylee was awake and was watching him as he watched her.
“Come here.” He smiled, reaching for her and pulling her close, their bodies and their mouths coming together at the same time. They shared a kiss that seemed to go on forever, before Nick finally found the strength to pull away.
He looked down into her face, practically drowning in her eyes as all types of unfamiliar and unnamed emotions raced through him.
“I don’t want this to end,” he said suddenly, putting a voice to his thoughts. “This isn’t just about sex for me, Rylee. I’ve never…God…” he closed his eyes, and sighed. He opened them again, and searched her face.
“Please…tell me I’m not crazy…tell me I’m not the only one who feels something special between us.”
Rylee was silent for a long moment. “You’re not crazy,” she finally whispered. “I feel it, too.”
“Oh, thank God.” Nick released the breath he’d been holding before kissing her deeply.
It was Rylee’s turn to pull away. Her hand reached out to caress his face. “But, it’s not that simple, Nick. This thing between us is…complicated.”
Nick frowned. “I don’t understand. Do you want to be with me?” At her nod, he said, “I want to be with you, too. What’s so complicated about that?”
“For one thing, we don’t even live in the same state —”
“It’s only a few hours drive,” he interrupted. “That’s not a big deal. People have long distance relationships every day.”
She released a frustrated breath. “We both know there’s a bigger issue here than just distance, Nick.”
“What do you mean, ‘bigger issue’?” he asked. “I don’t see any other issues.” “Are you kidding me?” She looked incredulous. “Are you trying to tell me that you seriously don’t see the fact that I’m thirty-six, and you being twenty-two, not an issue?”
“Not for me.” Nick shrugged dismissively. When he met Rylee, he knew she was older than him, but he figured she was in her mid-twenties, like his cousin, Leslie. He definitely wouldn’t have guessed she was older than thirty, and certainly would never have imagined that she was anywhere near thirty-six. She looked great for her age. Hell, she was, by far, the finest woman of any age he’d ever met. It made him want her even more.
“It doesn’t bother me at all,” he told her truthfully.
“Really?” She just stared at him. “What about your family? You don’t think they would see it as an issue? How about your brother, Noah? What do you think he’d say? Oh, and I’m sure your mother would be thrilled —”
Nick’s lips came down on hers, kissing her hard, cutting off her words, silencing her concerns, not letting up until she lay moaning against him. He pulled back to look at her, and his hand cupped her jaw.
“Listen to me, Rylee. I don’t care how old you are, and I don’t give a fuck about what anybody else thinks of our age difference.”
Rylee still looked unconvinced. “I don’t have the best luck when it comes to
relationships, Nick. I don’t want to be hurt again, and I don’t want to hurt you, either.” Her fingers trailed along his jaw.
“I know you think you want me right now, but what about later? What happens if this actually does turn into something long-term, and you look up in a few years and wonder what you’re doing with a forty-something-year-old girlfriend?”
“Are you going to stop being the woman that I’m looking at right now? The woman I’ve come to know and care about these past couple of days?”
Rylee shook her head. “But, let’s