Hustler_A Second Chance Romance

by Rye Hart

  That was a good sign.

  Liam was fast asleep before I was done singing the alphabet song to him. I sat there on the edge of his bed for a little while and watched him sleep, making sure he would be comfortable before I left. My heart ached at the fact that he wasn’t feeling well, and I hoped that when he woke up in the morning he would feel better.

  I backed myself out of his room and shut his door only to back into something very solid.

  Then, I felt a pair of hands drop to my hips.

  “I’m so glad you’re back,” Evan said.

  My skin was tingling with the sound of his voice.

  “Thank you for letting me in,” I said.

  “I’ll always let you in,” he said as his lips dipped to my neck. “Always.”

  I leaned back into his body, opening up my neck for him to devour. His lips warmed my soul while his hands meandered across my body. They squeezed my tits and rushed down my stomach. They wrapped around to my ass and squeezed my cheeks. His beard felt phenomenal against my skin as I started to pant lightly, and then I felt his hands tugging at me.

  He guided me into his room, his lips still attached to my neck. I could feel myself spilling into my panties, soaking the cotton material as Evan shut the door behind him. His room was dark, shrouding my vision as he whipped me around in his arms. I didn’t even get a chance to look in his eyes before his lips came crashing down onto mine.

  Moaning into his skin, I snaked my hands around his neck. His hands were grabbing at my clothes, ridding me of them while our lips tangled against each other. We tugged shirts over our heads and slid out of jeans, tossing shoes off to the side and kicking our underwear aside. My back sank to his warm, soft bed as my naked skin was cloaked in his.

  I reached down and grabbed his rock-hard cock, feeling him pulse in my hand before he began to leak.

  “I’m going to fuck you tonight,” I said breathlessly.

  “Bring it,” Evan said.

  I could feel my thighs slick with my arousal as I rolled him over onto the bed. I grasped his cock, steadying it upwards as my legs straddled him. I sank down onto his throbbing dick, my pussy swallowing him whole as my head lobbed back.

  I could feel his hands digging into my thighs as his legs shook underneath my ass.

  Setting a furious pace, I rocked hard against his pelvis. He lifted his hips to meet my thrusts, bouncing my tits as my hands pressed into his chest. I loved the hair he had there. How it covered the chiseled nature of his muscles. He was fucking rock-solid underneath my body as I rode him, our bodies bouncing against one another as the sound of skin slapping skin quickly filled the room.

  “Evan. Shit. You feel so good. So much better than my dreams.”

  “Oh, fuck. Your pussy’s so good.”

  Before I knew what was happening, I felt Evan’s hands tug me forward. I lost my balance and reached out for the headboard, catching it as my knees descended onto either side of his face. I could feel his breath pulsing at my clit as his lips puckered to kiss my pussy.

  Then, his hands pulled me down onto his face and I bit down on my lip to keep from crying out.

  His tongue split my pussy folds and worked my clit expertly. He pressed deep before he flicked, pulling moans from my throat. I ground against his lips, coating his cheeks with my fluids as he sucked my clit into his mouth. The warmth was mind-boggling, and I could feel his beard tickling the insides of my thighs.

  “Evan. Oh shit. Your tongue. It’s amazing. Yes. Don’t stop. Please, don’t.”

  I braced myself against the headboard as Evan’s hands wrapped around to my ass. He was kneading my ass cheeks, prying them open and smoothing his fingers down my ass crack. I shivered at the sensation as I felt a fingertip against my tight little hole, and even though my body tensed up there was this rush of euphoria that left me light-headed.

  The electric sensations coursing through my body revved up and the fire that started at my lips rushed all the way down to my pelvis. I sat back on his finger, crying out into the room as his tongue pressed deeper into me.

  Never had I felt so full and so needy in all my life.

  “Evan! Shit. Holy fuck.”

  I lost control of my body as I bucked along his lips. I could feel him smiling into me while his tongue worked that magic he possessed. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and my entire body began to shake. He was slowly pumping his finger in and out of my juicy ass as that rubber band in my gut pulled tighter and tighter.

  Then, it finally popped.

  My jaw unhinged with silent pleasure as my body ceased its movements. Evan held my pussy closer to his lips, licking deep and long as my entire body quaked. My legs were contracting and my tits were bouncing. My ass was pulling his finger in deeper and I could feel my juices rushing over his face. He moaned and hummed his approval before he slowly eased his finger out of my ass, and my body collapsed on top of him as he rose and caught me.

  I was gasping for air as he held me close.

  “Holy—fuck,” I said breathlessly.

  The chuckle that rumbled his chest shook my body to its core.

  I laid him back down before I sank between his legs. His raging cock was blue at the head, screaming for the release I wanted to bestow upon him. Before he could protest, I wrapped my lips around him, drawing him as far into the back of my throat as I could take him. He groaned and fell to the bed, his hands wrapping in my hair as I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock.

  I hollowed out my cheeks and tasted his precum dripping down my throat.

  I sucked him down as far as I could take him until I started to gag. Tears rose in my eyes involuntarily, but I was determined to take him farther. I relaxed and took a deep breath before I closed my eyes, then I eased him back a little further before I removed my hand.

  I looked up at him and he was staring down at me, his eyes twinkling with darkened lust as a grin graced his lips.

  “So beautiful,” he said.

  I sucked his cock until he was a writhing mess on the bed. His hands were twirling in the sheets and his breath was coming in short pants. He couldn’t even get my name out without groaning in the middle of it, and I smiled around this throbbing dick before the words flew from his mouth.

  “Let me fuck you from behind.”

  I let his cock go with a pop before I stalked up his body. Our lips connected and I could feel his trembling. His body was screaming out for me. Wanting to spill its contents into my sweet little pussy. I knew that was what he wanted and I knew he wanted to do it with my body at the mercy of his.

  I nodded my head before I smiled down at him.

  I rolled off his body and got onto my hands and knees while he positioned himself behind me. I could feel his cock rubbing along my ass, painting his precum along my skin as he lined up with my entrance.

  “Are you okay?” he asked huskily.

  I nodded my head in response.

  Slowly, he slid into me. My pulsing walls fluttered around the intrusion and my face fell into a pillow. Electricity bombarded my senses and my legs shook as he sank to his hilt. I could feel his tight little curls against the skin of my ass as his hands held tightly onto my hips.

  Then, he slid himself back completely before diving back in. I moaned into the pillow as my hands scrambled for the headboard. I braced myself against it as he thrust into me again, my eyes rolling into the back of my head with the pleasure he was giving me. He was hitting spots with his massive cock I didn’t even know were there, and it left me breathless as he thrust deeply into me.

  Time after time, he slammed his cock into my pussy. Time after time, his balls came up and slapped against my clit. My body was squirming while goosebumps rose all along my skin and, the faster Evan went, the more desperate my want for him became.

  “Faster, Evan. Please. I need more.”

  My breathless remarks didn’t go unnoticed. My body lurched with every pounding and the sounds of our bodies melded together. There were no longer indivi
dual thrusts, just the humming of two bodies bucking and writhing against each other. The air swirling around our heads dripped with the condensation of our lust, thick with pleasure as my body was flying with passion.

  I felt tears of joy rising to my eyes as my body began to climb that precipice again.

  “I’m so close, Mel. So close. Come with me.”

  I pushed back onto the headboard and slammed my ass into his body. Evan let out the most desperate whimper I’d ever heard, and I knew I almost had him. I pushed back onto him one last time as his hips stuttered, my pussy encasing his cock as he fell onto my back.

  The two of us collapsed to the bed as we both came together.

  I could feel his cock being pushed out of my body as his cum painted my thighs. My pussy was still clenching, forcing him out as we both lay there on the stained bed sheets. His lips pressed sloppy kisses into my bare shoulders as my hands found his and, as we laid there tangled in each other, I laced our fingers together.

  He was on top of me, and I wasn’t afraid.

  CHAPTER 29

  EVAN

  As happy as I was that Melanie was back in the house, I still found myself wishing she would open up to me. I woke up with her in my arms, right where I knew she needed to be, and I tried to think of all the things that could’ve happened to her. Maybe she’d had her heart broken, or a lover had died. Maybe she had been in a terrible accident like my brother had been and she was the only survivor. Maybe someone had hurt her, and that thought alone boiled my blood.

  I was falling in love with her, and I would protect her from anything and everything I could. But I had to know what exactly that was. I felt that something had shifted the night before. Her need to be on top signaled a need to be in control but, the previous night, she had finally let me be the one calling the shots. I couldn’t help but feel that it was progress of some sort.

  It bothered me that she knew about my past, but I didn’t know hers. It bothered me that she knew how broken I was, but she couldn’t trust me with how broken she was. Didn’t she understand that I would get it? I knew she was scared that I’d see her as damaged goods. That had been my fear in the beginning as well. But I knew she could never look at me like that. She wasn’t capable of it.

  Didn’t she understand I wasn’t capable of it, either?

  I ran my fingers through her hair as the sun began to rise above the trees. The kids were still sleeping and I groaned at the thought. I was hoping Liam hadn’t gotten Hadley sick because if he did that meant I’d have to travel into town to get them to a doctor. I couldn’t let something like that stick around in the house too long. Otherwise, we’d all get sick.

  But I was enjoying the time with Melanie, even if she was still asleep.

  I wondered if I should tell her how I felt. Maybe if she knew I was falling in love with her, she would tell me. She would finally tear down those walls and let me in. I didn’t want to be someone who had to roll a boulder down a hill to get her to open the door. I wanted her to open it on her own like I had done with her.

  But I just didn’t know what would prompt her to open that damn door, and I was scared I’d push her away again.

  Melanie began to stir on my chest and the sight brought a smile to my face. Her hair was tangled and mussed, still smelling of our adventures from last night. She groaned and stretched, her body cracking and warming up after a long night’s rest.

  Then she looked up at me with her beautiful sleepy eyes and smiled.

  “Morning,” she said.

  “Morning, beautiful.”

  I raised her up to me and brought a kiss down on her lips. She tasted like warmth and my cock, a combination I knew I could get used to if she stuck around long enough. I pulled her on top of me and she started giggling, her legs straddling my hips as my morning wood pressed against her ass.

  “Someone’s ready to go another round,” she said.

  But before we could get anything started, Hadley started crying in her crib.

  “You get ready for work,” she said. “I’ve got the kids.”

  I watched Melanie get up and quickly shower and get dressed before she blew me a kiss. I did what she asked and got ready for work, kissing the kids and the top of her head before I left. I had some work in town I needed to do that required me to pick up some wood and drop off some projects. I was ready to put a little more money into the bank and then I made a quick trip to the pharmacy to get the kids some things they would need to help them feel better.

  Medicine, more soup, and popsicles.

  As I made my way back up to the cabin, I made up my mind. I was going to tell her how I felt about her. I was going to let her know how valuable she’d become to this mismatched family of mine, and how I wasn’t going to let her go easily. I was going to tell her I was falling in love with her and that I hadn’t felt this way about someone in a very long time.

  Then, I hoped she would talk to me about what was plaguing her mind.

  I unloaded the wood into my shed then walked into the cabin and found that it was silent. The kids weren’t running around and Melanie wasn’t cooking in the kitchen. I set the bags of things down I’d gotten from the pharmacy and shrugged off my coat, my senses on high alert. Melanie’s car was still outside and nothing looked to be out of place. The cabin was clean, nothing seemed to be broken.

  So where was everyone?”

  “Evan! You’re home.”

  Melanie was whispering down the hallway as she strode toward me for a hug.

  “Hey there,” I said as I wrapped her in my arms. “Are the kids still sleeping?”

  “Yeah. Hadley’s not feeling well either. I couldn’t get laundry done before you got back, so I’ll do that tonight.”

  “Don’t worry about it. How are you feeling?” I asked.

  “Fine. Do you know if they have any allergies?”

  “Not that I know of.”

  “Well, people do have winter allergies sometimes. Because the air’s so dry and their body reacts funny to it. I found a humidifier buried in the hallway closet, so I’ve got it going in Hadley’s room,” she said.

  “Should I run out and get one for Liam?”

  “I actually put him in the shower with me,” she said.

  I quirked an eyebrow at her statement and she giggled.

  “I was wearing a long shirt. Which reminds me, one of your shirts is hanging out to dry in your room.”

  “Ah, gotcha,” I said.

  “I steamed his sinuses open and he coughed up a lot of stuff before I put him to bed. He’s not happy with me for suctioning out his nose, but he’ll get over it.”

  “Sounds like you’ve got it covered.”

  “For the most part. How was town?” she asked.

  “Same old, same old. I got some medicine and more soup and popsicles for the kids. And I unloaded more wood into the—out back.”

  Melanie looked at me with a hesitant stare before she nodded.

  “I’m glad you had a productive day,” she said.

  “Melanie, there’s something I need to tell you.”

  I took her hand and led her over to the couch before I sat us both down.

  She smiled at me before she scooted into the crook of my body.

  “You know, before you showed up on my porch, I was content to while away my years alone in this cabin. Well, with the kids, of course.”

  She shifted and looked up at me. “What are you saying?”

  I sighed. “I didn’t just move up here to try and escape my drug addiction. I moved here because I had resigned myself to never falling in love again; to never needing anyone again. After Elise left me, I figured that was it: my one chance to be happy. Then, when the kids came to live with me after my brother died, I knew that I couldn’t bring just anyone around them. I had decided to remain alone.”

  “And I showed up and threw a big old monkey wrench into that plan, didn’t I?” she asked.

  “You did. At first, I have to admit, I couldn’t wait for
the snow to melt enough for you to get the hell out of here and leave me to my self-imposed exile, but then it did melt and I didn’t want you to go.”

  She looked up at me sweetly and my heart sang.

  “I know you have a hard time trusting people, and I need you to know that I understand. I get it. I haven’t trusted anyone until you came along. With your sassy little attitude and that cute little giggle of yours.”

  I looked down and watched her cheeks fill with a healthy flush.

  “What I’m trying to say, Melanie, is that I want you to let me in.”

  I felt her stiffen and pull away before I reached out and grabbed her hand.

  “Look at me,” I said.

  She slowly turned her fearful gaze toward me, but she didn’t make a move to run.

  “I’m falling in love with you,” I said.

  “What?” she asked breathlessly.

  “I’m falling in love with you, and all I want you to do is let me in. That’s all I’m asking. You don’t have to love me back right now—or even love me back ever. But I trust you. And I know after last night that you trust me, too. All I’m asking is that you let me in. That you try.”

  I watched tears rise to her eyes before her breaths started becoming shorter. Her eyes flickered around the room before they settled on the door, and I knew what she was thinking. She was feeling cornered again and her flight response was kicking in. If I didn’t find a way to diffuse the situation, I might lose her forever.

  “I’m not trying to corner you, Melanie,” I said. “I’m trying to get you to see that you can talk to me. That it’s okay. That I understand. Melanie, look at me.”

  Her trembling body stayed seated next to me even though her hand slipped from mine.

  “You are not damaged goods,” I said.

  The shocked look that rolled across her face told me everything I needed to know. Tears spilled down her cheeks and I reached out, catching them with my thumb as they ran across the apple of her cheeks. She was violently shaking, not from being cold or frightened. But from hearing the words she’d longed to hear for so many years of her life.