U-Turn

by Maren Lee

  Shit. It was killing him. What if she says no?

  “Like, here? In Imminence? I mean, the hospital here is really small. I have no idea if it’s even hiring right now. But, yeah, I’m not opposed to that. It would sure beat commuting.”

  “What about Helena?”

  “I’m not commuting to Helena, Ryan.”

  Shit.

  “No, I mean, what if you got a job in Helena and…I got a job there…and we….you know.” Spit it out, man!

  “We moved to Helena?”

  “Yeah. Is that…is that a non-starter with you?” Fuck, please don’t be a non-starter.

  “Ryan Blakesly, have you been sitting here all day worrying about asking me this?”

  “Uh, not all day. Just the past like thirty minutes.”

  Katie’s eyes went soft and she kissed him softly on the lips. “Ryan, I knew there was a possibility you wanted to move to Helena to be close to your kids. I’m not totally clueless. Your kids are cool as hell. Who wouldn’t want to be near them all the time?”

  God dammit, he loved this woman.

  “But, uh. Does that mean you’d go with me” he asked.

  “Of course I would, Ryan. I can find a job anywhere with a hospital. St. Peter’s in Helena has a good emergency room from what I’ve heard. So whatever happens, happens.”

  Whatever happens, happens. He’d heard that from her before. She probably didn’t realize the decision to leave Imminence was going to be more, well, imminent.

  “Katie, Helena PD called me today. They have an opening. They want me.”

  Katie pulled back from him. Her eyes wide in surprise. “Are you serious?” she asked. Ryan couldn’t tell if she was happy surprised or terrified surprised.

  Ryan cringed and nodded. He closed his eyes, afraid he was going to get an answer he didn’t want to hear. Instead, he felt her arms wrap around his neck.

  “Ryan, oh my god, this is amazing!”

  “It is?”

  “Yes! It’s perfect.”

  “Yeah, but…if you don’t want to move with me, we’ll need to figure something else out.”

  “You think after everything we’ve been through that I’m not going to make a phone call to St. Peter’s Hospital tomorrow to ask if they have any openings? I’m coming with you, Ryan Blakesly!” She laughed. “I mean, unless you don’t want me to go.”

  Ryan growled. “You’re fucking crazy if you think I don’t want you with me.”

  Katie smiled. “Yay! This is so awesome! I’m so happy for you, Ryan. Happy for us.”

  “Jesus, I’m so relieved, Katie. I was worried you wouldn’t want to go with me, worried I would have to choose between my kids and losing you again.”

  “I would never make you choose between those two things, Ryan.”

  Ryan moved in on her again and kissed her lips. “I love you so much, Katie,” he said as he pulled back. Marry me.

  She gifted him a sweet smile. “I know. I love you, too. And I’m fucking hungry. Let’s get this chicken cooked, babe.”

  “I got this. You go get changed.”

  Fuck, you should’ve asked her to marry you right there! Ryan shook his head. He’d find the perfect time.

  ➰

  Dinner was over. Katie felt relaxed. In just one day she’d gone to work, gotten closure from Brian, told Ryan she’d quit her job and find a new one after they move to a new city, eaten chicken, and snuggled with Ryan while watching an episode of Godless on Netflix. She was so relaxed. It all felt right. She was sitting in between Ryan’s legs, her back to his chest. His feet were entwined with hers. His muscular calves on display in the gym shorts he was wearing. He was running his fingers lightly down her arm. His other hand, on his injured arm, was placed at her waist. Each pass down her arm, each squeeze on her waist set her on fire.

  Katie. Was. Horny.

  She rubbed her back against his crotch. She could feel he was semi-hard. Mmmmm. I need this dick. She wanted him. But she also wanted to give him a little something to celebrate his potential new job. She knew he still had to interview “officially,” but it sounded like a done deal to her the way Ryan described it. He deserved a reward.

  She moved his legs and got up.

  “You ready for bed, honey?” he asked.

  “Not quite. But I do want you to come with me to the bedroom.”

  Ryan’s eyebrows raised, a small smirk on his face. He followed her in, taking his shirt off and chucking it into the laundry basket.

  “Sit in the chair,” she ordered. Ryan walked across the room while Katie placed her iPhone in the docking station. She flipped around in iMusic until she found the playlist she’d created a few days ago.

  “Do you have your phone on you, babe?”

  “Yep,” he pulled it out of his pocket.

  “Video me. You’re gonna wanna remember this.”

  She hit play on the ‘sex music’ playlist. Body Party by Ciara was going to start off her show tonight. She took a few steps toward Ryan and swiveled her hips in a circle. She gave him a saucy smile and then turned around. Keeping her legs straight, she bent over and touched the floor, putting her ass on display. It was still covered in her black yoga pants, though, so she ran her hands up her legs as she straightened back up to a standing position. She hooked her fingers in the waistband of her pants and slowly peeled them down her legs. She was wearing tiny, lacy, lavender boyshorts. She could hear Ryan groan behind her as her asscheeks popped into view. She stepped out of her pants.

  “Bring that juicy ass over here,” he ordered.

  Katie just shook her head and continued dancing. She faced him again and flipped her shirt up over her head, gingerly tossing it on the floor. She wasn’t wearing a bra. She looked at Ryan. He looked so fucking hot sitting there in nothing but his gym shorts. She could see they were a bit tented. Fuck. She couldn’t wait to sit on that dick.

  But they were both going to have to wait.

  “Give a little spin for the camera, gorgeous,” he requested. Katie spun and then rolled her neck, flipping her hair seductively. “God, you’re so fuckin’ sexy.”

  She moved closer to him, rubbing her hands all over her body. Shaking her hips to the rhythm. She spun again and bent over again, displaying her ass and the tiny slip of fabric that was covering her pussy. She heard Ryan exhale sharply. She stood back up and turned around, getting close enough to begin her sexy lap dance. She ran her hands over his bare chest and then straddled him, without sitting on him. She dipped and rubbed her pussy on his crotch, getting confirmation that he was, indeed, hard as a fucking rock. One of Ryan’s hands gripped her hip and helped her grind on him to the beat of the music, as he kept the phone camera on her actions.

  “You’re not supposed to touch the dancers,” she whispered.

  “I don’t follow the rules.”

  “Mmmmm, I like a bad boy,” she said as she turned and shook her ass back and forth, dipping down and grazing his dick with her ass cheeks.

  The music stopped. Something entirely different came through the speakers: Closer by Nine Inch Nails.

  “Ohhh. Playing a little from my college catalogue.”

  Katie smiled at his comment. She was pretty sure she was still a baby when this song came out. But it was fuckin’ sexy all these years later, so she was happy to include it in her strip tease repertoire.

  Katie turned again and grabbed onto the back of the chair behind him, simulating riding his dick. Her tits were bobbing in his face. She flipped her hair back behind her seductively. Ryan groaned. It was clear he wasn’t going to be able to take this much longer.

  “I am gonna fuck you like an animal, you dirty little slut.” He angled the phone camera at her face. “Tell me, honey. Tell me you’re a naughty little slut who needs to be fucked like an animal.”

  Jesus. Her panties were completely soaked now. She turned again, her back facing him as she looked over her shoulder and said, “I’m a naughty
little slut who needs to be fucked like an animal.” She hooked her fingers in the waistband of her underwear and slid them down her legs. She bent forward so that Ryan could see the evidence between her legs.

  “Shit honey. Stay right there. Lemme get a closeup of that wet pussy.” Katie paused while he made their video.

  She moved back up and spun around. She stood before him completely naked and did a body roll to the music. He kept the camera on her while he reached his other hand between her legs. He rubbed his fingers between her folds and then plunged a finger into her pussy. Katie gasped.

  “Fuckin’ so wet, baby. You done dancing for me?”

  “If you’re ready to fuck me like an animal.”

  “Oh, I’m fuckin’ ready,” he replied. He dipped another finger inside of her. Katie moaned. Ryan tilted the camera to get the reaction on Katie’s face and then he leaned forward and brought her right nipple into his mouth. She groaned again. Fuck, this video is going to be so hot. “Get on the bed,” he ordered. She was done calling the shots tonight. She crawled up on the bed on all fours and shook her ass at him. He grabbed her foot and pulled her back, giving her right cheek a good slap.

  Fuck. Katie moaned. Ryan pulled her to the edge of the bed and came up behind her. He was standing. The bed was the perfect height. He aligned his dick with her dripping wet core and pushed in.

  “Fuck, so good,” Ryan said through gritted teeth. He pulled out and slammed back in.

  “Oh god. I love your cock, Ryan.”

  “I love you. Love your pussy. Love fucking you,” he replied as he pulled out and plunged back in. Whack! He slapped her ass again.

  Katie had never had sex to this song before. It was going to have to be a new ‘go-to’ for them for rough, hard sex. “Oh my god! Oh my god!” she chanted as he hit her g-spot. Jesus. The man was certainly talented.

  Closer ended. After a short pause, where the only sounds in the room were the sounds of sex and slapping flesh, the soft piano of Colorblind by Counting Crows came through the speakers. Not quite a hard fucking song. Ryan immediately recognized it was time to change things up a bit. He pulled out and flipped Katie over on her back.

  “Not sure I can hold myself up and make love to you like I want to with my shoulder yet. But I wanna be face to face. I wanna see you.”

  Katie scooted to the middle of the bed and laid on her side. She patted the bed next to her. “Lay next to me.”

  Ryan crawled into bed next to her and lay on his side, facing her. She hitched her long leg up over his hip. He grabbed his dick and found her core. He connected them and then pushed up and inside of her. With one hand on her ass, he pushed them even closer together. Katie moaned in pleasure. Ryan kissed her collarbone and then her neck as he pushed in and out. She moved her hips with his.

  “I love you,” she whispered. Ryan stared into her eyes and then kissed her lips, his tongue snaking out and breaching her lips. Their tongues twisted together passionately. Katie felt like she wouldn’t ever need to breathe again as long as she had Ryan. He was her oxygen.

  He continued to rock slowly in and out of her. “I love you too, Katie. So fucking much.”

  She moaned softly and dropped her head back, her eyes closed in pleasure.

  “Marry me,” Ryan whispered.

  What? Katie wasn’t sure she heard him correctly.

  “What?” she whispered as she opened her eyes and searched his for an answer.

  “Marry me, Katie.” He pushed her hair behind her ears. His denim-blue eyes, currently darkened by his arousal to near indigo, were penetrating her.

  “Are you seriously asking me to marry you while your dick is inside of me?” she asked. She wasn’t angry; she was mostly just amused.

  Ryan stilled. “Fuck, I’m sorry. It just felt like the right moment.”

  This wasn’t the first time Katie had been proposed to. The first had been pomp and circumstance and show and drama. And she’d fucking hated it. This? This was perfect.

  “No, no, no. I fucking love it. Ask me again.”

  “Will you marry me, Katie?” he asked again as he thrust inside of her.

  “Yessssssssss,” she answered. A tear escaped her eye and landed on her cheek. Ryan smiled and kissed it away.

  “Yes?” he asked, looking for confirmation.

  “Yes. Yes, I’ll marry you, Ryan.”

  He pulled out and pushed back in, reminding Katie where they were and what they were doing. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again. She hitched her leg up higher on his hip and he slammed in harder.

  “You feel so fucking good. So tight. So wet.”

  “Oh my god. I love you. Fuck. Fuck me, Ryan. Fuck me hard.”

  He pulled back and slammed in. Oh god, yes. They both moaned.

  Katie could feel it. It was right there. Ryan could feel it too. “Give it to me, baby. I can feel your pussy clenching. Fucking give it to me.”

  So she did. Everything exploded around her. She felt like she had to grab onto the headboard to keep from sliding off the planet.

  “I’m almost there,” she heard Ryan say. She pushed her hips toward him and clenched the muscles of her vaginal walls to give him that extra push toward completion. “Oh fuck, yes. Just like that, baby.”

  She did it again. “Come inside me, Ryan,” she requested.

  “Jesus. Here it is.” His muscles tensed and his body jerked as he filled her womb with his hot come.

  As they laid there in silence, side-by-side, catching their breath, the enormity of what had just happened hit Katie and she couldn’t stop the tears from flowing.

  “Hey. Hey, hey, hey.” Ryan comforted her. “What’s wrong, honey?”

  “Nothing. I’m just so happy right now.”

  “Oh, thank god. I was worried you were mad that I proposed to you while we were having sex. Wesson told me not to do that. I felt so...fucking in love with you. I couldn’t stop myself. It just seemed like the right moment.”

  Katie chuckled softly through her tears. “No, I’m not mad about that. It was…perfect. It was us. I love you.”

  “I love you, too.” He again kissed her tears off of her cheeks. “Ready for me to pull out?” he asked. Katie nodded in response and he pulled his already softening cock out of her.

  “I’m gonna go clean up,” she said as she started to roll away, but Ryan stopped her.

  “Don’t.”

  “Don’t?”

  “Sleep with me inside of you tonight?”

  Katie’s heart clenched. He’d said that to her before during their last night together. The moment he said that, she’d known she was in love with him and if she didn’t make him go, he was going to rip her heart into a million pieces. But he’d said that to her then because he was in love with her too. And he was in love with her now. And he’d just asked her to be his wife.

  “Okay,” she agreed.

  “Oh shit,” Ryan chuckled. “I didn’t turn the camera off on my phone. I think I recorded the whole proposal.”

  Katie laughed. “Well, people do that nowadays. Video proposals. We just can’t actually show anyone ours.”

  “Wesson is going to be so disappointed in me.” Ryan rolled over and set his phone on the nightstand and then reached into the drawer. He pulled out a gray ring box.

  Oh shit. Katie thought the proposal was a spur of the moment thing. She didn’t realize it had been contemplated to the point where a ring had been procured.

  “This ring is just temporary, Katie. I’ll get you a big diamond, I swear. But I knew I wanted to ask you tonight and I only had time to grab this at Delta’s. Katie, I can’t live without you. You’re smart, you’re funny, you’re kind, you’re sexy. You make me a better man. Please do me the honor of being my wife.”

  “You’re making me cry again, god dammit.” Katie wiped the tears so she could see the ring as he opened the box. Holy shit. It’s beautiful. “Ryan. That’s a Montana Sapphire. It’s
my favorite stone ever. You’re never replacing this with a diamond. This is is my ring.”

  “Seriously? I can get fancier setting if you want.”

  “No. I want this.”

  “Katie, it was only $200.”

  “So? I want this one. It’s perfect.”

  Ryan grinned. “Well, I guess we can throw more money into the honeymoon fund if you’re happy with a $200 ring.”

  “Mmmmm. I wouldn’t mind going back to Cabo without your children. Not that I don’t love your kids, but I don’t want to use the ball gag every time.”