by Robin Falcon
“I told you, I’ll sell my house. I can find a teaching job anywhere, including here. That stuff doesn’t matter to me. You’re my home, Ry! Not a place, not a job, not a house. You are. If I ever do get to start a family there, I want it to be with you anyway. If I have to wait for that, it will be worth it.”
I looked up at him now. “You really would move here for me? You’d wait on me to be ready to move back there, even if that time never came?”
He smiled, reaching his other hand up to wipe away my tears. “Don’t you get it? I would do anything for you. I don’t care where we are, as long as I’m with you. You’re my forever, you always have been.”
Chapter 23
Tyler
As I sat there with her cheek resting in my hand, tear stained red eyes staring up at me, and I'd never felt so in love with her, then I did in that moment.
It was a powerful feeling, to finally free myself of all those past mistakes and heartache. Once I was able to forgive myself for being a foolish kid, I was finally able to love Ryder the way she deserved.
“You really would move here for me? You’d wait on me to be ready to move back there, even if that time never came?”
I smiled, moving my other hand up to wipe away some more tears from her face.
“Don’t you get it? I would do anything for you. I don’t care where we are, as long as I’m with you. You’re my forever, you always have been.”
She smiled and pulled me towards her. I leaned down, brushing my lips across hers in a slow gentle motion. Then, as I heard her breath hitch in her chest, I smiled and nudged my lips softly against hers until she parted them.
The moment my tongue found hers, she moaned, and I crushed my lips down against hers with an urgency that never seemed to dull between us. I groaned in relief the moment I was lost to the kiss I’d been denying myself from the moment I saw her walk into the room.
I pressed my body firmly up against hers, forcing her backwards towards the door frame of her bedroom.
“Is that a yes?” I asked, breaking our kiss in a raspy breath.
Her lips were red now, slightly swollen even, from the harshness of my kiss.
“Yes.” She breathed.
“Yes, what?”
I moved my lips to her shoulder, tracing them along the top of it, until they reached the base of her neck.
“Yes, stay.” She breathed heavily.
God, I’d never tire of those sounds.
I walked her backwards into her room, kicking the door shut behind us.
“Say it.” I encouraged her, in a whisper, against her earlobe. “Say you love me.”
“I love you.” She whispered back against my own.
I growled out and captured her lips again. Wrapping my arm around her waist and hoisting her up against my body. Her legs wrapped around me, and I used one arm to tug her shirt off over her head. My lips brushing over every inch of bare skin they could find, as if they’d been suffering in her body’s absence.
I backed her into a vanity and perched her up against it for a minute. Pulling off my own shirt and unzipping my pants, as I pulled a condom from my pocket.
She shoved down the waistline of my jeans and then quickly ditched her own as I rolled on the condom.
When I was ready, my eyes caught hers and I pulled her up off the vanity and back into my arms.
“I love you.” I said again, then thrust into her.
She cried out as I filled her, digging her fingertips into the back of my shoulders, to hold on to me.
I wrapped my arm around her waist and used the vanity to brace her against as I drove into her. Its sole purpose was only to hold her steady, as we tore at each other with such intensity that I found myself pausing amidst the gasps for breath to check on her after quite a bit of time had passed.
“Are you okay?” I asked her, pressing my lips to her forehead thrusting into her again, and again, as I attempted to comfort her. Yet, not strong enough to stop.
She whimpered, each time I filled her, our bodies growing hot. I could feel our skin damp with sweat, and it only made me harder.
“Don’t stop. I’m so close.” She whined as she danced along the edge of bliss.
It was so easy to get lost in how good everything felt with her that I hadn’t noticed just how sensitive her body had gotten as it dangled the edge of orgasm for so long. She was shaking against me and I knew it was time for us both to give into it and succumb to whatever was on the other side.
She was clinging to me, and I moved to nuzzle my lips close to her ear. “We’re going to come now. I want you to be ready when I say.” I warned her.
I sat up a bit, still carrying most of the weight of her body against mine, only letting her rest back against the vanity for leverage, as I started to find the pace that excited her the most.
She was whimpering and moaning so loudly that I wasn’t sure how much longer I could take it myself. Then, as I felt her entire body grow tense against me, I drove into her with a purpose.
“Now. “ I growled out.
I watched the wave of pleasure hit her face first. The expression alone was nearly enough to make me come, and then I watched as it rippled over her.
She screamed; the orgasm so powerful that I felt her body give out. She went limp in my arms, and I drove into her as she shook and sobbed from the intensity of her orgasm.
I came hard, both of us collapsing into the vanity as I came. “FUUUCK!!” I yelled out in an animalistic growl, driving into her one last time as I did.
She continued to whimper and cling to me, as she came down. Her body sensitive to any touch, shivering in response, even to me being pressed against her.
I gathered her into my arms, carrying her over to her bed, and laid her down in it.
“You okay?” I asked, kissing her as I moved to lay next to her, drawing her into my arms.
She nodded. “Yes, it was just. So…” She took a deep breath and exhaled. “Wow.”
I smiled.
“Don’t leave me.” She asked and I move to pull the blanket over us.
“I’m not going anywhere.”
Chapter 24
Tyler
Many Years later…
I woke up to a bunch of laughter and ruckus downstairs, and it made me grin. I wondered if I’d ever get tired of these predictable Saturday mornings.
Once I was out of bed and dressed, I slowly made my way downstairs. I spotted Ryder in the kitchen making breakfast and I snuck up behind her with a hug.
“Morning.”
I kissed the back of her neck and lingered behind her for a moment.
“Morning, Mister.” She smiled and turned to brush a kiss to my cheek, then started cleaning up.
“Wasn’t it my morning to make breakfast?” I asked.
She nodded. “Yeah, but I was up so I figured I may as well.”
“Well it smells great.”
“Want me to make you a plate? The kids just finished up.”
“I’ll come and grab some after my morning coffee. Want to join me on the porch?”
I let her go, moving to grab my coffee mug.
“I’d love to. I’ll meet you out there once I finish up.”
I poured my coffee. “Sounds good, babe.”
My five-year-old son, Colton, came running into the kitchen and I snatched him up in my arms.
“Hey, little man!” I greeted him, as I pinned him with one arm and tickled him with the other.
He erupted in laughter. “Morning, Daddy!” He yelled between giggles.
I set him back down and glanced around the house for my nine-year-old daughter, Kennedi.
“Where is Kennedi?” I asked Ryder.
“She went to the neighbor boys house to play. She will be back for lunch.”
I offered an unamused glare. “What? Why didn’t I get to meet this boy?”
My wife only rolled her eyes. “Ty, stop. They are just friends.” She laughed.
I gave her a shocked lo
ok. “Um, hello. We were just friends at one time.”
She only laughed harder. “Well if he is anything like you, we have another ten years before we should worry.”
I grabbed my cup of coffee and shook my head with a grin. “Touché. I’ll be out on the front porch with Colton.”
She flashed me one last grin before I ushered Colton to join me outside.
I took a seat on our porch swing and watched Colton play with the two trucks he’d brought outside with us.
I smiled at him before taking a gulp of my coffee and looking out over our small hometown.
It had definitely been worth the wait.
Kennedi came running up the front steps towards the door.
“Hey, where do you think you’re going?”
My daughter turned to look at me, a spitting image of her mother at that age. “I need to grab my helmet.” She explained, as she paused at the door, waiting for my approval.
“Fine, but be safe.”
She smiled at me, showing off her missing tooth that had fallen the night before, an awfully familiar smile. “I will dad.”
She hurried inside and I shook my head with a grin. It still didn’t seem long ago when Ryder and I were her age. Yet, now I couldn’t help but look at either of our kids and feel like time was rushing by us too quickly.
A butterfly fluttered up to our porch and landed near our front door for a moment. Then Ryder pushed it open, and it flew off.
I grinned.
“What are you so happy about?” she asked with a smile as she sat next to me.
"What isn’t there to be happy about?”
Kennedi came rushing out and flew down the steps, heading back over to the neighbor’s house, with a helmet in hand.
I looped my arm around Ryder, pulling her closer. Then, I kissed the top of her head.
“I love you.” I whispered against her hair.
“I love you too.” She answered as she wrapped her arms around my stomach to cuddle.
As I sat there watching our son play and worrying about my daughter in her absence, as I always did, I couldn’t help but be thankful for all the things life had given me.
I couldn’t help but be grateful for the one thing that started it all…Butterfly Kisses.
