Page 51 of Flyboy's Nightingale
I lower my hands to her hips, guiding her into a sexual dance that has us both nearing detonation. Our rhythm picks up in pace, frantically reaching for that pinnacle moment that we’ll both feel the fireworks explode between us. As we breech that peak, I cum so hard that I see stars orbiting beneath my eyelids, blinding my vision.
“Fuck, baby, come with me,” I grind out through gritted teeth.
Riley screams as her release washes over her. When she’s done, she collapses onto my chest, placing sweet kisses on my sweaty flesh. I close my eyes, surrounding myself in the feeling she elicits inside of me. Having her there, connected to me in an intimate embrace awakens the monster inside of me, he roars in my brain that she’s mine, and only mine. Forevermore.
“It’s never been that good for me in my past experiences. I’ve never,not ever, felt this way,” Riley whispers into my chest.
“That’s cause it’s never been with me,” I joke, laughing when she smacks my chest.
“You’re an ass.” She pulls away, lifting herself off my still semi-hard dick.
“Fucking, hell! You’re so fucking tight,” I mumble, watching her ass as she heads for the bathroom. “And that ass could make a dead man’s dick grow hard.”
“You’re ridiculous, and full of shit,” Riley calls out over her shoulder before closing the bathroom door behind her.
A smile stretches across my face, and the shit storm that’s normally rolling around in my head and chest seems to have become more of a dull, cloudy day. I reach my hand out, searching for my discarded shirt so I can clean my cock before fixing my pants. Laying back, I pull my phone out to check for any missed calls or messages.
I find an email from my program, letting me know that when I’ve been cleared by the doctor, I can come back to the E.R. and finish my internship with an extra six months added to my rotation. That news releases another knot that I hadn’t realize was there. My career isn’t over now. I've just got to get my ass back on my feet so I can take care of my woman and club. The sound of the bathroom door opening makes the smile on my face grow bigger.
“Why do you look like a preteen who just saw his first Playboy centerfold?” Riley ponders. When I feel the end of the bed dip, I crack an eye open, taking in the goddess crawling her way to me.
“Good God, you’re one gorgeous woman. Come here so we can talk.” Lifting my hand, I reach out to her, guiding her up the bed.
Sighing, Riley flops down beside me before cuddling close to me. “Can we just not. I’m pretty sure if we do, I’ll cry. I really don't want to cry anymore today.”
I kiss the top of her head, apologizing, “Sorry, Sunshine, but we’ve got to discuss what happened.”
“I’m not going to like this, am I?” she grumbles.
“To be honest, I don’t know if you will or not. Yet, it’s the way it has to be, so like it or not, you gotta do it,” I state, trying to get through this with her.
“Just give it to me hard and fast,” Riley grumbles, kissing my chest.
“You want it hard and fast, do you?” I try to be serious, but she just gave me an opening I can’t refuse.
“Uhhh! Are you going to get to the point, or are you going to continue to be an ass?”
I laugh a little harder before continuing, “You’re right, you’re right. Okay, so we’re on complete lockdown. That means no one in or out unless absolutely necessary. You’re going to have to take some time off work until we deal with these assholes.”
Riley sits straight up, glaring down at me. “I can’t miss work. I love my job and being there.”
Narrowing my eyes at her, I fight the animal inside of me that wants to take a bite out of her. We sit there for long moments while I try to control the shit stirring in my mind because I’ve promised this woman that I wasn’t going to be that man anymore.
“Riley, those assholes opened fire on us in broad daylight. Do you think gunning a bunch of innocent people down at the clinic is something they wouldn’t do? Think of y’alls patients.”
I watch as she weighs my words in her head and starts to process them. I see the moment it hits her and she understands the repercussions of what I’m trying to tell her.
“Fine, I’ll call Avery and let her know. There are some things that I can do from home. Could she possibly bring me my laptop and files from the office?”
I release the built up oxygen that was stuck in my lungs and nod. “Yeah, that should be fine. Thank you for accepting this and not fighting me over it. I know lockdown can be stressful and unnerving. It’s what we do to protect everyone, and right this second, you’re the person that matters the most.”
“Wait, what does this mean for your appointments and surgery? What about Coin? If we’re on lockdown, who's going to be there for him?” Riley inquires, looking upset at the thought of Coin being left alone in that sterile environment, and me not having my pins removed.
“Like I said, unless it’s absolutely necessary. Coin will be home by the end of next week, and I’ll be scheduling my surgery for the same time period, so no one is going to be there alone without a ton of brother’s at their side,” I divulge, wanting her to know that everything is going to be okay.
“There’s more, what is it?” Riley demands, frustration and sadness written all over her.
“We’ve had guys looking for the assholes who took shots at us.” Running a hand over my face, I exhale. “We can’t find them. It’s like they’re fucking ghosts. We’ve got all the feelers out, and we’re looking. I need you to know that you're safe here. No one and nothing will harm to you inside the club’s property.”
