Love, Riley: Redemption Highway: Briarwood

by Leaona Luxx

  My head falls back when my orgasm rushes through me, rocking on his cock like a cowgirl ridin’ a bull. One hand on the back of his head, I call out his name like an announcer at a rodeo. Slowly, I spiral back to earth with Riley watching me as if he’s worshipping every move.

  I lay my forehead on his as embarrassment floods my face and turns it bright red. “Shit! I’m sorry. Oh my God, I’m dying.” Dropping my head lower, the reality of what I just did sets in.

  “Baby. Ava?” Riley’s hands are on my face, pulling it up to look in my eyes. I squeeze them shut, I can’t. Hell no. “Please look at me.” I bite my lip and put on a brave face. Opening my eyes, I see burning desire. His nostrils flare as he drags a deep breath in. “Fuck, that was hot. Damn, girl.”

  Pulling my brows together, I try to decipher what he’s saying. “I’ve never done that in my life. I don’t have a clue why I did it. I’m mortified.”

  “You can do that any damn time you want. I think we both might need to change, well I know I do.” He looks away when he says it.

  “What?” His eyes snap to mine.

  “What? Like I’m supposed to not get off with you on top of me doing that? Fuck, ain’t no man gonna hold back, babe. Well, at least with you, I can’t.” He kisses me, and I’m still gob smacked.

  “Did you? Did we?” I motion between us.

  He scoots me back just a little, casting his eyes down. I’m not sure if the wet spot on his jeans is from me or him. “Both.” He smiles, answering my silent question.

  “Well, damn.” I rub my lips together feeling real damn good about myself. “How about we clean up and go do this without clothes?”

  “I gotcha.” He kisses me again and then stands with me wrapped around him. The show of strength has my hormones all ramped up again.

  After a hot shower, we sit on the couch, watching eighties movies while we eat dinner. It’s the most uneventful thing, I love it. Just us, nothing else. I watch him as he laughs with the movie, the creases around his eyes pop when his dimples do.

  My staring draws his attention. “Penny for your thoughts?”

  “Can’t say they’re worth that much.” I wrinkle my nose. Riley watches it, his smiles grows wide as he does.

  “I adore when you do that with your nose.” He turns to me, moving to his knees.

  “Wrinkling my nose? Really?” I do it again, crossing my eyes to look at it. His laughter reverberates through my body. “What?” Suddenly he’s on me.

  His mouth plunders the depths of my mouth, his tongue battling mine for top-bottom rights. His hands run the length of my body as he crawls over me, and I squirm from under him. Only to find I’m all the more under his control. His hips grind into my core, and I begin to feel that usual pull.

  His basketball shorts have ridden low over his hips, that all telling ‘v’ teasing me with its sexiness. His t-shirt that I’m wearing, rides up under my breast. My panties are all that remains between me and the holy grail. Or should it be holy rail?

  I push his shorts down with my feet, and he raises slightly when the waistband gets stuck on him. He shoots a look at me as my brows hit my hairline. Damn, he’s so well hung. Taking my toe, he watches as I pull the rim down and he springs free.

  When he looks back at me, his brows are in his hairline. I shrug and continue to kiss him. He reaches between us, fisting my panties. “No. You’ve torn up a multitude of panties. I’m gonna have to stop wearing them.”

  “I guess you plan on staying with me twenty-four-seven.” He smirks, and I roll my eyes. “We’ll get more.” Before I can protest, they’re gone and his cock replaces them.

  He slides into me as fast as his tongue slides into my mouth. I pull my knees to my chest as Riley puts a foot on the floor. His slow, torturous rocking sends sensations rolling through my body. The boiling tension races to a frenzy as his body rolls with every push of his hips.

  He slides deep, making me pulse around him. With every pull, I clench onto his cock, grappling to hold him. His hands slide to my inner thighs, slowly working them back to my knee, spreading me wider. He wraps his hand around them, raising my ass in the air.

  My legs lay over his shoulders as his hands are now wrapped around my thighs. He uses that and the angle to begin a delicious rhythm. He pounds into me with thrusts fired by his grunts and moans. I palm my breasts, and my name rolls from his lips with a groan.

  “Ava,” a rasp that spurs me faster to my orgasm.

  Reaching above my head, I grasp the couch arm. Pulling and pushing myself onto his cock. I meet his every move as our bodies careen toward our climactic release. Moans and whimpers become grunts and groans as the sound of us fills the room.

  Riley leans forward, doubling me up. He drives deeper than he’s ever been before, and it feels so fucking good. I go speechless as his relentless thrum of my pussy drives me over the edge. I reach for his arms, grabbing them in hopes to hold him to me.

  Before I can come down, he reaches between my thighs and rubs my clit with every push of his hips. He climbs higher, taking me with him. And then, I fall over the edge again. Riley comes with me, and I scream when the second orgasm rolls in waves through my core.

  He stills, releasing my legs which are numb, I believe. They fall to the side as he falls on top of me. Fuck. That. Was. Everything. We lay perfectly still for several minutes. When Riley begins to move, my body screams in protest.

  “God, no. Stay,” I plead.

  He chuckles and all the amazing things that he does to my body races to my core. What in the hell? “I have to be smothering you?”

  “Every movement, even speech, is sending me higher.” I bite my lip.

  “So, I could just whisper sexy things in your ear and you’d come for me?” he growls.

  “Mmmmm, I think so,” I whimper.

  “Even after your hot, wet pussy rode my cock, fucking me so good, twice tonight? You could come if I told you, I could stay buried balls deep in you for hours. Would you come then, baby?” His lips graze my ear, and I’m teetering on the verge. “Fuck, Ava. I could so fucking come thinking of it. Of you, pulsating and clenching me, dragging me deeper. Damn, I can feel you now. Come, baby.” And I do. My body trembles and shakes as another orgasm rips through me at his command.

  I slowly fall back to earth, shattered and more than sated. Riley nuzzles my neck as a slow smile plasters my face. “Ry, you’re killing me.”

  “How’s that, baby?” His warm breath caresses my neck.

  “You’re so damn good to me.” Tears spring to my eyes. As my voice rattles, he raises his head, gazing at me.

  “About damn time someone is, you sure as hell deserve it.” He searches my eyes. “Ava, you deserve to be happy. You have every God-given right to be happy.”

  “I’m not so positive about that, Riley.” A sob escapes me. Riley gazes into my eyes as he wipes a tear away, moving my hair as it sticks to my wet face.

  “I don’t give a damn what you or anyone else thinks about what you deserve. I’ll give you exactly what I want you to have.” He hovers over me.

  “You think I deserve the world.”

  “I promised myself a long time ago, Ava, if given the chance to love you, I’d do it right.” His lips brush mine. “And by right, I mean, the way you need to be loved.”

  “I’m not sure I know what that is.”

  “Does it feel wrong?” His lips sweep past mine again.

  “No,” I sigh. “You’ve been wonderful.”

  “We’ll get there.” His lips no longer pass, they press against mine. “Let’s go to bed.”

  He stands, pulling me with him. This man is built like a tank, damn he’s fit. “Oh, the plates.”

  “I’ll get them, you go on.” He swats my ass. “Ava, leave the panties off. At least, around me.”

  “Insatiable.” I roll my eyes.

  “The house fairies may take them all, I’ll keep a watch.” He winks at me as he clears our plates.

  “Damn fairies.” I gigg
le.

  I stop by the bathroom to clean up, and I realize I have more towels and wash cloths. Since Riley came, I have so much more. Not only material things but self-esteem. I feel pretty, beautiful even. It’s not wrapped up in someone’s opinion, I’m starting to believe in me.

  “You okay?” Riley taps on the door.

  I open the door to find him standing there, naked. “Think you should find some clothes?”

  “Naw, I’m good,” he answers as I slip under his arm. I crawl on the bed to a bevy of whistles and catcalls. “Hell yes, that is a sight to behold.”

  “You said no panties.” I wiggle my ass, grinning since he can’t see my face.

  “I don’t even care if you’re teasing me, if you don’t put that ass down, I’m gonna be on it.” His voice is raspy, heavy. When I turn around, I see a fire burning behind his eyes.

  “What is it, Ry? Do we need a solid week to just have sex?” I flush with the tightening in my core.

  “Just as I suspected.” He crosses his arms, which only makes his cock bob. “I’m not the only insatiable one here.”

  “Come to bed, we’ll get up early.” I pat the bed, giving him a wink.

  “Gladly.” He crawls across the bed toward me, sexy as hell. His lips on mine in a sweet kiss, Riley tucks me into his arms. Sleep comes swiftly in his arms, I’ve never felt safer. I never want to leave his arms.

  The blasting siren I keep hearing can only mean one thing, the alarm. My body protests as I stretch, trying to work the kinks out. I giggle, thinking that’s what Ry is for, working on my kinks. Soft lips sweep over mine, and his scent washes over me.

  “Good morning, beautiful.” He presses his lips to mine before I can even open my eyes. “Thank you.” That gets him the response he wants as my eyes slowly open.

  He hovers over me, bright blue staring at me to welcome my morning. “For?” I ask softly as I lace my fingers behind his neck.

  “Being mine.” He kisses me.

  He works my legs apart as well as he works my mouth. Settling in, he enters me slowly. My eyes roll to the back of my head as the fullness between my thighs coils deep in my core. Riley’s slow and steady drag drives me wild as a frenzied desire builds.

  My thighs caress his waist, sliding the length of his torso as he makes love to me. His hand grips behind my knee, angling my body for him to go deeper. The friction, toe curling good. His face just above mine as our eyes lock, I can see forever.

  I twist my fingers in his hair, pulling his mouth to mine as my climax hits. Sparks fire at will behind my eyes as I reach the top and Riley joins me in our utopia, made by us. Trailing his legs with my feet, we lay tangled in our own world.

  Never underestimate tangled limbs and snuggles at eight in the morning, it does so much to heal a weary soul. Healing fissures so deeply cut, I can actually feel them coming together in my cold, dark heart. Long forgotten to rot in this shell of a body.

  “We need to move.” Riley’s fingertips course my body, leaving goose bumps in their wake.

  “I can’t,” I sigh heavily.

  “Oh, how I wish I could keep you here all day. I’d tie you to the bed and make you my sex slave.” He chuckles.

  “Yes, master,” I murmur.

  “Damn, you don’t need to call me master… sir will suffice.” My laughter sends our bodies into overdrive as they slip and grind.

  “Alright, young lady. We’ve got to go, get this fine ass up.” He smacks my ass, and I’m confused as to whether it hurts or it’s heaven.

  “Keep smackin’ my ass like that, and we’ll not move.” My motives become obvious when I straddle him.

  Looking down at him, his eyes are teeming with want. He drags his finger down the hollow of my throat as my nipples pebble in response. My breath quickens as he sinks his teeth in his full bottom lip when his finger finds my breast.

  “Riley.” His name rolls off my tongue like a remedy to my soul.

  “Ava Lucia.” My name falls from his mouth with veneration.

  “You have taken my heart by storm. I have no doubt it would abandon ship if you commanded it to do so.” My praise showers him as I sweep my tongue across his lips.

  He lay his hand on my heart as if to protect it. “The eye of a hurricane is the scariest part, a peace settling over just as the howling winds deliver the final blow. The most destructive of the storm all together is the center and what it holds. Like the eye, you are the center of this beautiful disaster wreaking havoc on my heart, Ava.

  “I want to find shelter, here. I need to be here, with you. Love is more than this, it’s here, embedded so deeply, that it overcomes the greatest of chasms. The storm may rage but at the center, comes an understanding—we can withstand the aftermath together.”

  In all my years, I have never heard words speak louder to my being. Riley has skillfully mastered my heart, he owns me. “I have fallen in love with you, Riley. You, utterly consume all the bad, wholly conquering me.”

  His hand caresses my face as his thumb tenderly strokes my cheek. “I love you.”

  And I’m gone.

  “Please take your time, you don’t need a ticket or to get into a wreck.” Ava presses her lips to mine.

  “It’s your fault, all the sexy time.” I kiss her, smacking her ass as she pulls away.

  “Ry, you’re gonna get it.” She points a finger at me.

  “Please, come give it to me.” I hold my arms away from my body in surrender.

  She shakes her head, plants a sweet kiss on my lips, and opens the door. “I’ll be damn lucky if I’m not late.”

  “Then stay and have a great excuse.” I smile with a waggle of my brows.

  “Insatiable.” She slams the door on her way out. I grab my phone, shooting her a quick text.

  You love it.

  I do. Love you. -Ava

  I love you.

  If I could spin and not look like a fool, I so would. Ava makes me the happiest I’ve ever been. Who said, ‘Dreams don’t come true’? If you had told me a year ago, I would be here with Ava, I would’ve laughed. Well, enough of the girly shit, I need to get dressed and order house plans.

  I throw on some clothes and head over to One’s. I’m thrilled to be delivering our house plans to him. Ava’s excitement was palpable as we discussed layout and color schemes. I park close to the entrance and find Brannon pulling in. “Hey, how are you?”

  “Good. Baby appointment.” He smiles.

  “Not much longer, that’s for sure. I came by to give One my plans, hoping to start cataloging ideas for interior designs tonight.” I hold up the plans with a small wave.

  “You haven’t heard?” Brannon’s eyes widen.

  “Nah, what’s up?” I ask.

  “Lea and Thayer went into labor late yesterday evening. Lea gave birth to a girl and Thayer a boy. That damn family just keeps growing.” Brannon chuckles as we walk through the door.

  “Wow. Lea and One have a huge family.” I can’t help but smile, thinking of Ava pregnant. Our house full of kids. I follow him into his office, sitting across from him.

  “They do, but this is it. Lea said no more.” He smirks. “Can’t blame her; six is a lot and they treat those girls like blood.”

  “I love it. I’d marry Ava today if she’d say yes.” I grin.

  “That’s good. What does she think about it?” Brannon asks. Sometimes, he annoys me. I’m still nursing old wounds, for sure.

  “She helped pick out the plans.” I pause and decide to forge ahead. “We… picked a plan to include a room for Andi. Ava wants it for her, for when she can have overnight visits again.”

  Brannon stares for a moment; I’m not sure if he’s forming his sentence or deciding not to say anything. “Did she?” His gaze narrows, as he nods his head. His body tenses before his eyes widen in surprise.

  I nod. “She did.” I open the plans. “This one to be exact.” If he thinks I won’t take his ass to court to get visitation for Ava, he’s lost his damn mind.

&n
bsp; He pauses as he looks over the plan. “Old southern farmhouse, she loves this style; good choice. Andi will have a ball decorating it.”

  My heart seizes, I sit ramrod straight. I study him as he lifts his brows. “Really? I mean, you’ll let her come?”

  “It’s her mom, yes.” He nods. “Maybe y’all can babysit both before you start on your own.”

  “We can do that, be a pleasure.” I smile. “Give us both the chance to see what the future holds.”

  “So, if you’re okay with it, I can start the draft and order the land development,” Brannon says.

  “Sure.”

  “Just until One gets back, then he’ll pick back up,” Brannon explains as he fires up his desktop.

  “Sounds great, I appreciate it,” I say as I stand.

  “You know, Riley. If Ava wants a night here or there, I’d be more than happy to arrange something,” he offers to my surprise.

  “You should tell her, she’d be thrilled. She’s been working so hard lately.” I shove my hands in my pockets and bite the bullet. “I’ve been staying with her but know, if Ava can get Andi for a night or whatever, I’ll stay home. That way, Andi can sleep with her mom.” There, I said it. He knows everything he needs to.

  “Or she can sleep on the couch. She even sleeps with us, occasionally.” He studies me for a second. “Riley, it’s okay if you stay and Andi’s there, I’m good.”

  “Seriously? Cause, I would love to get to know her.” I drag my hand through my hair with a sigh of relief, I’m about to hug his ass.

  “Yeah, man. It’s fine. Torrie and I shared a bed, what’s the difference?”

  “Nothing. If there’s anything I should know or you would prefer I don’t do, just tell me. I want this for her, Ava needs it.”

  “She deserves it, she loves Andi.”

  “Good deal, thank you.” I reach for his hand.

  “I’ll text her today.” He takes my hand and for the first time, I accept him.

  I head over to the houseware store sporting a massive grin. I pick up samples for the kitchen and bathrooms and all the flooring. I have a feeling Ava will want hardwood on everything. I also grab siding and shingles samples. I finish the day with lighting and head home.