Page 15 of Spring Break with a Pilot

Leaning forward, I kiss her. “Go to the bathroom and come back. We have time to snuggle some more.”

She chuckle-snorts as she climbs from the bed. “Snuggle, that’s what they call it now.”

Taking my turn brushing my teeth and splashing water on my face, I glimpse the terrycloth robe hooked on the back of the door. My girl is brave. Hell, she fought off her attacker and almost kneed me. Slipping the cloth belt from the robe I head back to bed. Time to find out if she can handle all of me.

She’s positioned herself in the center of the bed. I love that she’s naked, although I can tell she’s not as comfortable in her nudity as I am. I can’t wait to take her to my favorite nudist beach.

Smiling, I cross the floor and stop at the foot. Running her gaze down my body she pauses at my hard cock, her tongue sneaks out to lick her lips. Huffing, she sits up. “I was trying to look sexy, but I have no idea how.”

“Sweetness, just being you is sexy as hell.” I clasp the cotton belt in both hands. “Ready for round two?”

She nods.

“Hands above your head, grab a spindle with each.” Straddling her body, I knee walk over her until I can reach her hands. Gently I wrap the belt between the spindles and loosely around her wrist. Today is about the illusion. To see if this interests her.

Pausing over her breasts I stroke my cock watching her face. Her gaze is fixated on my length and movement. “What do you want, sweetness?”

“You. I want to taste you. I want to watch as you enter me. I want to feel you in me.”

Positioned at her lips, she immediately licks my hood, circling round and round with her tongue. “Open up, sweet.”

I feed her a couple inches and when she moans around me, I have to grip the headboard so I don’t lose my control. The heat of her, the way she licks and sucks, have me on the edge way before I’m ready. This connection, she and I are meant to be. I feel it to my core. She’s mine and I’ll never let her go.

“Now, Rhys. I need to feel you in me again. I need to see your face, your eyes, this time.”

Sliding down her body, I pause long enough to suckle each nipple before notching myself at her entrance. “Melia, I know it’s fast, but I love you. This isn’t a fling for me. I want you with me forever. I’ll be faithful and I’ll protect you. You have my heart. I’ve never given it to anyone before.”

She easily pulls her wrists from the loose wrap of the belt and runs a finger over my lips. “I love you, Rhys. Not because of what you have done for me or how you protect me. But because of the good man you are.

“Make me yours.”

Slowly, I enter her warmth. When I’m fully seated, I run my thumb over her lips. I’m home now. “Never gonna leave you, sweetness. Never.”

10

Melia

Hugging my new found friends goodbye, I promise to keep in touch with Trish and climb into the helo. It’s not long before Silo lands us on the roof pad at the hospital where mom is being treated.

“Sweetness, your mom is here under a pseudonym. Jed was concerned for her safety. He also has one of our agents here with her.” He grins. “Your sister, Red.”

Walking into the room we discover Mom resting quietly on the bed. I know they have her drugged, but she seems so peaceful. A sound behind me has me turn.

A taller woman with long red hair smiles at me, before wrapping me in a comforting embrace. “Hey, sis. Glad you made it here safely. She’s been asking for you. Truthfully, I’m not sure she can tell us apart right now. They’re keeping her sedated, but it’s about time for her meds so she should be able to talk for a few.

“The specialist was planning on meeting with us, but she had an emergency. She said she’d give you a call later. I gave her your new number. But, we requested copies of all the documentation and reports to be sent to our friend Doctor Hayes, and he’s agreed to walk us through anything we don’t understand.

“The general gist is the tumor is about the size of a quarter. They’re trying noninvasive treatments first. She’s in good general health and they feel prognoses is good. Sit with her for a while, talk to her, let her hear your voice and your love surrounding her. I know you can’t stay long, sis. But I’m here for the duration. She won’t ever be alone.

“We’ll give you private time.”

Leaning over the bed, I kiss Mom on the forehead. Remembering all the times she did the same to me growing up sends tears streaming down my cheeks. I can’t lose her. She’s too young and she deserves so much more than she ever had. She deserves to be free, to live without fear.

I keep my voice low, the words quiet. “It’s gonna be okay, Mom. It’s just a booboo and it can be fixed. We’ll get through this and you’ll heal and be your old self-again.

“I finally met a man who makes my heart skip. He’s a good man. He’s helping take care of me, and you. I also made some new friends that inspire me. I’m going to get my education, but I may be changing my major.

“Momma, I promise by the time you’re well, we’ll be free. I was thinking maybe you’d like to finally go to cosmetology school. You’re still young and I know you still love it. We could get a little house or something off the island. I promise we’ll still be together. It’s gonna be a better life.”

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