U-Turn

by Maren Lee

  Holy shit.

  “Love fucking you raw,” he whispered.

  “Oh my god,” she attempted her very best not to yell. “Your cock feels so good.”

  “I can feel that cunt flexing around my cock. So. Fucking. Good.” He said in rhythm with his deep strokes. In. Out. In. Out.

  Katie was going to come. It may not have been a record. Ryan was always good at making her explode within moments, but this might be close.

  “I’m gonna come, Ry. Holy shit.” Her body tingled from head to toe and she exploded, her vision blurred in a sea of white light. Katie bit down on his good shoulder to muffle her cry.

  “Jesus. Christ. That. Pussy. So. Wet.” He was fucking her in hard, deep thrusts.

  “Ohmygod, ohmygod,” she chanted through her orgasm as he continued pushing up inside of her.

  “Yeah, baby. I can feel those muscles tugging on my cock. I’m not gonna last much longer.”

  “Don’t fight it, baby. Let that cock go. Fill my pussy up.” She scratched down his arms.

  “Fuck!” Ryan cried. He gave one last hard push and rested his forehead on the wall behind her as he began to jerk inside of her. She could feel his cock twitch, his hot seed bathing her channel.

  Holy shit.

  “Baby.” Ryan breathed heavily, attempting to catch his breath. “You are the sexiest fucking woman alive. I hope you know that.” He pulled out of her, lowering her leg and straightening her dress.

  Katie smiled. “You’re the sexiest man alive. Blake Shelton doesn’t have shit on you.” She winked and he shook his head.

  “I know we’ve role played before, but I think this might be the first time I’ve ever actually paid for sex.”

  Katie smacked his good shoulder playfully. “Fifty dollars for sex? That was worth way more than $50. You paid for the dressing room. You got my pussy for free.”

  “Is that how you get around those pesky prostitution laws, Lucille?”

  Katie grinned and then kissed him chastely. “I need something to clean up with before we get outta here.” She looked around. “Your come is dripping out of me.”

  “Wait til we get home. I wanna see our mixture running down the inside of your thigh as you walk. Maybe finger you in the Uber on the way home. It’ll keep you nice and juicy for me.”

  Holy shit. So hot. Katie was fucking done for.

  “Well, when you explain it like that,” she quietly groaned. “Let’s go.” She anxiously squeezed her thighs together.

  “Ladies first.” He swatted her behind.

  She swung a little more loosely as she walked back by the cashier and out the door.

  She felt like a sex goddess.

  His goddess.

  She fucking loved it.

  This trip was off to a great start.

  Chapter 20

  “Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!” Katie was screaming and it was just making Ryan tongue fuck her pussy even harder. He removed his tongue and inserted the glass dildo that he’d purchased a few days before during their visit to the sex shop. Katie screamed in surprise. He’d put the dildo in the ice bucket earlier this morning.

  “Cold, baby?”

  “Holy shit. So cold!”

  “Feel good?”

  “Different. But yeah, keep fucking me with it.”

  Ryan could feel the friction of the dildo decrease as her natural lubrication increased. Ryan brought his head back down between her legs and sucked her clit into his mouth. With his other hand, he carefully reached up and tugged on the chain connecting her two nipple clamps and Katie groaned.

  “You like that?”

  “Yessssssss,” she hissed. “Don’t re-injure yourself, Ryan,” Katie groaned. She knew he was using both hands. Ever the caretaker, she was always looking out for him.

  “Fucking love you, baby,” Ryan declared as he sucked her clit back into his mouth as he continued to fuck her with the dildo.

  “Oh god, I love you. I love you.” She reached down and pulled his hair. Ryan could feel his cock grow even harder, pushed into the mattress. God, he couldn’t wait to replace the dildo with his cock. But he wanted Katie to come first.

  “Come on baby, give me that come. I wanna suck it down and lick you clean.”

  Just then he heard the bedroom door open behind him.

  “Oh my god!” he heard a woman’s voice shout behind him. He stopped quickly and with lightning quick reflexes he threw a blanket over Katie’s naked, scrambling body. The door quickly closed. He jumped up, bare assed and completely confused.

  “Holy shit,” Katie whispered. “Who the fuck is here?”

  “I don’t know! Holy shit! What the hell? Get dressed, babe.”

  I still have a dildo shoved up in me!” she shouted in a whisper as she pulled it out.

  Ryan shook his head and searched for something to cover up his rapidly deflating dick. The voice was familiar. What the fuck?

  “Oh my god, Ryan. These nipple clamps are going to hurt so fucking bad!” she whined.

  Ryan threw on shorts and then walked over to Katie. He released her left nipple and then leaned down and sucked it into his mouth to assist with the blood flow and reduce her pain. She hissed and then he repeated the other side.

  “You good?” he asked. She nodded her reply. He kissed her forehead. “Let me go figure out what the fuck is going on. I love you.” He kissed her quickly and then walked out into the living room.

  Fuck. He knew that voice sounded familiar.

  “Erica.”

  “Shit, Ryan. If you’d have shown my vagina that kind of attention, maybe we wouldn’t have gotten divorced.” She laughed, but Ryan didn’t join her. It wasn’t fucking funny.

  “What are you doing here, Erica?”

  “The kids and I were worried. You just got fucking shot and then said you were headed to Mexico by yourself. Now that we’re here, I see that you aren’t actually by yourself. Looks like your wound is healing nicely, though,” she said as she looked at his shoulder. Ryan was suddenly acutely aware that he was shirtless and while he didn’t think his ex-wife was checking him out, he was definitely way more jacked now than he was when they were married.

  “The kids are here? Where are they?” he asked.

  “Out on the beach with Greg. They wanted me to bring you out for some beach time if you were up for it, but I see that you’re busy.”

  Yeah, I was busy. Very busy.

  “You brought the whole family, huh?”

  “Greg wanted to make sure you’re okay, too.”

  Jesus. “What about school? It just started, Erica.”

  “Ryan, their father just got shot. They didn’t want you to be here alone. We got everything covered at school.”

  Ryan heard the bedroom door open behind them. He turned as Katie walked out wearing a pair of denim cutoff shorts and a bright blue racer-back tank top. She looked gorgeous. Fresh faced. Sex hair. Unashamed that his ex-wife had just witnessed their most intimate moment. But shit. She looked really fucking young right now.

  She wrapped her arm around Ryan’s waist, staking her claim. “We weren’t expecting any company,” Katie stated the obvious, through semi-gritted teeth. Ryan tried to speak up, so that Katie wasn’t left there hanging on her own, but Erica jumped in first.

  “I’m so sorry. Ryan said he’d be here alone and we were just worried.” She paused. “You look familiar. Have we met before?” Erica tilted her head to the right and stared.

  Shit.

  “Katie’s a nurse at Billings Regional. You probably saw her there.”

  “Nice, Ryan,” Erica said, her voice dripping in disdain.

  Ryan felt Katie go stiff next to him.

  “Katie and I have been together now for a while, Erica. Way before I got shot.”

  Erica just nodded in quiet contemplation.

  “Hi. I’m Katie,” she offered, holding out her hand. Erica looked at her hand for a second and the
n offered hers in return. They shook, awkwardly. “It’s nice to meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you,” Katie said politely.

  Your woman is taking the high road. Erica will respect that.

  “Really?” Ryan’s ex-wife asked.

  “Yeah. Ryan talks about his kids a lot. I can’t wait to meet them,” Katie smiled.

  “Well that’s good to know. He’s never mentioned you before.” Erica folded her arms.

  Obviously, she was not as pleased about the situation as Ryan had hoped.

  “Erica. Don’t be rude. We haven’t said anything because we didn’t want to make anything public just yet. But it looks that’s no longer an option.”

  “Well, sorry to ruin your plans, but the kids were really worried about you.”

  The truth was, though? Ryan was stoked for a mini vacation with his kids.

  “I always want to spend time with the kids, Erica. You didn’t ruin anything.” He looked to Katie, hoping she wasn’t completely pissed. She smiled back at him and reached down and squeezed his hand. He squeezed back. He hoped she knew how much he loved her right now in this moment. “Erica, Katie, why don’t you two hang out here. I’ll go out and send Greg in so I can talk to the kids and then bring them in so they can meet my girlfriend.”

  Girlfriend. Katie swooned.

  She squeezed his hand again and smiled. “I can’t wait to meet them.”

  Erica twisted her mouth, but nodded in agreement. Ryan looked at Katie as he walked toward the door, looking for a sign that she’d be okay. She raised her eyebrows and smirked.

  Yeah, she’s gonna be just fine.

  ➰

  On my list of awkward moments, this one is now definitely at the top. Ryan had said to stick around and the list would get longer. He was not joking.

  “So…” Katie decided to start the conversation after the door slammed behind Ryan.

  “So.”

  Yeah…

  “Obviously, Ryan and I weren’t expecting any company. I have to say—”

  “Wait, no. First, I want to apologize for just barging in. I had no idea. I honestly thought he was alone. So, I’m sorry.”

  Interesting.

  “No, I’m sorry that the first time I formally meet you, the first thing you see is my vagina.”

  Erica laughed. “To be fair, I didn’t actually ever see your vagina. I just saw my ex-husband’s head between your legs.”

  Katie laughed too. There wasn’t anything left to do but laugh. “Well, this is slightly awkward.”

  “Yeah. How old are you, Katie?”

  Katie cleared her throat. Shit. No sense in lying. “I’m twenty-four.”

  “You know how old Ryan is, right?”

  “I do. He used to be very concerned about our age difference, but I’ve worked hard to push him past that. We’re good. I would appreciate it if you don’t revert him back to his old concerns.” She raised her eyebrows.

  “We have children together. And in spite of everything, I still think of him as a friend. So I do have some questions.”

  “Fire away.”

  “How did you meet?”

  “He works with my older brother, Jake. I met him at a party at my brother’s house.”

  “How long ago?”

  Katie did the math. “Two years ago this December.”

  “When you were 22?”

  “Yep.”

  “Wow.”

  “If it makes you feel better, he spurned my advances. I was very persistent.” Katie laughed.

  Erica shook her head, but couldn’t fight back a small smile.

  “So, this is serious?”

  “I’m so in love with him.”

  “Does he feel the same?”

  “Yes. He told me he loved me before I was ready to say it back.”

  “You know he’s trying to move to Helena?”

  Katie hadn’t known that. She was a little miffed Ryan hadn’t mentioned it, but she couldn’t say she was surprised. She didn’t let it show on her face. “Of course. He wants to be close to his kids. Completely understandable.”

  Would you move with him? Fuck yes. In a heartbeat. There was nothing for her in Billings. She only took the job because it was close to Jake and Lane.

  Erica looked pleasantly surprised. “So…”

  Awkward.

  “Hey, ladies.” A nice looking man wandered in wearing a white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and tan cargo shorts.

  “Greg,” Erica smiled. “Greg, this is Katie. Ryan’s girlfriend.”

  Ryan’s girlfriend. Wow. Still seems unreal. Never thought I would hear that. Katie stood and offered a genuine smile along with her hand.

  Greg took her hand in his. “I just heard. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Greg. Erica’s my better half.”

  “Oh, stop.” Erica blushed.

  “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Greg.”

  “Sorry we kinda crashed your vacation. But, as I’m sure Erica told you, we thought Ryan was fuckin’ crazy for coming down here by himself for a week right after getting shot in the shoulder.”

  Katie shrugged and sat back down. “He was actually out of the woods really fast. The wound is healing well, so we’re just pushing it on physical therapy. I’m glad he didn’t come by himself though, because for some reason he thought ocean water would be good for his wound.” Katie rolled her eyes. “It may have salt, but it ain’t clean.”

  “Shit, I’m glad you were here with him, then.” Greg winked. He was really handsome. Blonde, graying hair. Blue eyes flanked by wrinkles that didn’t make him look old, but made him look worldly and kind. He was probably mid-to-late forties. He was fit, but definitely not Ryan.

  “Well, he’s stubborn, so he probably would’ve come whether I got the time off from work or not. I’m glad I was able to swap a few shifts with coworkers or we would have had to medivac him out of here.”

  Katie heard the front door open again. She looked over. Shit. She didn’t realize how nervous she was to meet Ryan’s kids.

  “Greg, let’s give them some alone time,” Erica said. She patted Katie on the leg and then stood up. She and Greg walked to the sliding glass door and out onto the balcony.

  “Hey.” She heard Ryan’s voice and stood. Now that they were standing next to him, she saw the resemblance. His kids looked like him. His son was handsome. His daughter was beautiful, with long brown hair and brown eyes that made her look like her mother, but Katie still saw Ryan in her face.

  “Hi!” she accidentally shouted. Jesus, could you be any more nervous?

  “Hannah, Nick, this is my girlfriend, Katie.” Girlfriend. Shit, that is so hot. Don’t get hot while you’re meeting Ryan’s kids for the first time!

  “It’s really nice to meet you both. I’ve heard a lot about you,” Katie offered, keeping her voice at a normal human volume this time.

  Hannah gave her a small smile, but she didn’t fully commit. Katie could understand. Nick, on the other hand, went straight in for a hug.

  “Thanks for taking care of my dad after he got shot.” When he pulled back and looked at her, Katie could see his eyes were a little glassed over.

  “Of course. I wouldn’t want to take care of anyone else. Even if he is a little grouchy about his physical therapy,” she lowered her voice, conspiratorially.

  Nick smiled and let her go. Katie put her hand out to Hannah, offering to shake. Hannah pursed her lips and shook her hand purely out of obligation. Likely because her dad instructed her to be polite.

  This one might be a tough nut to crack.

  “I love your top,” Katie complimented her outfit. Katie remembered being sixteen. Trying to be cool. Trying to fit in. Finding her own style. It looked like Hannah was right in the thick of things.

  “Thanks. I like yours too,” she responded.

  Better. Warmer.

  “I’m super excited you’ve joined us on vacation! We should do somethi
ng cool! Your dad wouldn’t parasail with me yesterday because he was scared. You wanna join me?” Totally true.