Page 38 of Flyboy's Nightingale
Flyboy
Riley’s orgasmsoaks my fingers. I continue to massage her pussy until the shockwaves stop rolling through her. I slow our kiss, gently releasing her as I pull my fingers free from her pants. She leans back, watching my face as I bring my fingers up to my lips and slide them into my mouth. I suck every drop of her cum clean from my fingers. Her taste explodes on my buds, coating my tongue with the sweetest, tangiest flavor I’ve ever tasted.
When every succulent drop is gone, I kiss her hard, allowing her to taste herself on my tongue. Riley shifts, running her right hand up my chest and into my hair, pulling me tighter into her. I fist my left hand in her hair, tilting her head backward to the position that I need her to be in so I can devour her. I get so lost in her, and the way she tastes, that nothing else matters to me. My cock is still so rock hard that I could shatter diamonds. I need this woman in a way that I’ve never wanted or desired anyone before her. I thought she owned me up until this moment with her here, sitting in my lap, open and free to me.
Riley is the only thing in this world that has the power to bring me to my knees.
When she pulls away from me, the sweetest smile spreads across her face. “I’ve never let myself dream of this moment, thinking I’d never be able to get here.”
“I know I was a complete asshole to you when I woke up. I know I’ve fucked this up over and over again. But going forward, I’m going to do everything within my power to make sure you never feel that way again.” I pepper kisses all over my face.
“I believe that you’re sorry. Just know, you’re not going to get off that easily. You’ll pay for being an ass but it’ll be when I feel like it,” she says as she smirks, placing one more kiss on my lips quickly before standing. “I’m going to go take a hot shower. Do you want your meds before I do?”
“I know some medicine that you can give me,” I tease, winking, and not answering her question.
Riley turns to me, placing her hands on her hips, and giving me a show as her tits bounce in nothing but a bra.
“You’re ridiculous. Now, answer me. Do you want meds before I get in the shower?” She glares down her perfect nose at me.
I attempt to stand on my own, gritting my teeth at the pain shooting up my leg from being up and about too fucking much today. Riley must see the pain that I’m trying to hide because she comes over to help me up without speaking a word.
“I’m going to help you to the bed, and then, I’m getting you your meds. When I get out of the shower, I’ll help you take the braces off your hand and leg before we take that nap you promised me,” Riley directs, doing just that.
When she turns, I can’t stop myself from saying what I do next. “Fuck that ass is fine as hell.” I laugh, slapping her on her ass.
Riley squeals before laughing as she makes her way into the bathroom, looking for my meds. My eyes start to get heavy as I wait on her. Just as they close completely, Riley comes out of the bathroom and heads straight for the mini fridge under the T.V., pulling out a bottle of water.
I groan, rubbing my hard cock at the sight of her bent over. I’m going to have to take care of this while she’s in the shower or I’ll never let her take that nap she so desperately needs. I watch as her tits bounce with every step she takes, bringing up images of the way they will bounce when she's bouncing on my cock. I get so lost in the image of her taking my achingly hard cock into her tight wet heat, my girth stretching her wet pussy that I don’t notice that she’s now standing within an arm’s length reach from me.
“Flyboy, earth to Flyboy.” Riley snaps her fingers in my face, bringing me out of the filthiest, sexiest daydream a man could have.
“Sorry, Sunshine. Just got lost in a dream of the future.” I shrug, not at all caring she caught me dreaming of her.
To my complete surprise she just laughs, shakes her head and walks away. I take the pills she placed in my hand, swallowing them down with the water she put on the bed beside me. I lay there, lost in my head, listening to the water start in the bathroom. Once I hear the shower door close, I slide my pants down letting the steel pipe in my jeans free. I sigh when the pressure of my zipper eases. I reach down with my left hand hissing at how sensitive my cock is. I’ve tried, more than I would like to admit, to get my cock to respond to anyone or anything. Of course, it would be the one woman I don’t deserve that can bring me to full staff.
I close my eyes, bringing forth the image of Riley’s bouncing tits. I squeeze the head of my dick, trying to prolong my release. The image of Riley in the shower slides its way into my mind,the water sliding down her curvy body. The droplets kissing her perfectly round nipples. My balls draw up tight, my release rushing forward.
Groaning, I come all over my shirt covered stomach and chest. I let my now softening cock fall limp as I relax back onto my pillow. I give myself only a split second to relax before stripping my shirt off and finishing the cleanup of the mess I made. Once I have the mess cleaned up, I toss my shirt in the direction of the hamper and pull my pants up just before I pass out.
I wake with a start, gasping for breath as the nightmare washes away. The weight on my chest causes panic from that traumatic night when I wasn’t able to breathe, that familiar nightmare starts to drag me under. When the weight moves, and reality floods me, I let out a relieved sigh. Looking down, I take in Riley’s dark hair that’s fanned over my chest as she lays there fast asleep. I search the dimly lit room trying to figure out what in the hell woke me up. A flashing light across the room catches my eye, and that’s when I realize that it’s Riley’s phone vibrating. I run my hand over her still damp hair.
“Riley, babe,” I softly say her name as I shake her.
“No, five more minutes. I’m warm!” she berates me as she swats my hand away and snuggles closer.
“Babe, I don’t know who’s calling you but your phone hasn’t stopped ringing for at least five minutes,” I tell her as I continue rubbing her hair.
I know the moment that she becomes alert. Riley's body goes stiff as a statue, and her breathing nearly comes to a halt. I ever so slightly tighten my arm around her waist to keep her from running away. Slower than a sloth, Riley lifts her head to meet my eyes.
Fucking hell, this woman has to be the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen. Leaning down, I kiss first her nose and then hermouth, getting ready to deepen the kiss when her phone starts ringing once again.
“If you don’t answer that fucking phone, I’m going to take it out back and put a fucking bullet in it,” I growl with frustration.
She laughs before rolling away from me, causing my semi hard cock to go rock fucking solid once again. Riley is in nothing but my T-shirt, and where on most women it would hide all their best assets, on Riley, it hugs every curve. Reaching down, I adjust my cock, again praying to anyone that’ll listen that I can get it under control. When Riley finally makes it to her phone, she smiles down at it, making me wonder who it fucking is.
Before she can do anything it starts ringing again in her hand. Her smile grows as she answers, “Yes, I’m alive.”
Riley bursts out laughing as she surprises me by climbing back into bed and laying her head on my chest.
