by ML Ross
“Okay.”
He draws a warm bubble bath for me, sets me in gently and then crawls behind me letting me relax against his chest. He uses a soft washcloth to wash my body, being gentle around my scratches. We soak for a while until the water begins to cool and then he gently dries me off and pulls one of his t-shirts over my head. We head back to bed and he pulls me on top of him. My body feels warm and relaxed. Ryan is being so caring. He told me he loved me. I’m overwhelmed with so much emotion, I wish I could crawl inside of him right now. “I need you Ryan.” I whisper.
“I’m here baby. I’m here.” He takes my face in his hands and slides his tongue across my bottom lip. I part my lips for him and we both desperately feast on each other’s mouths. “Make love to me Ryan.” I whisper.
He grabs a condom off the nightstand, flips me onto my back and crawls over my body. He pulls his shirt off me so I lay before him completely bare. I notice the small cut on my chest. He follows my gaze, leans down and places a soft kiss there.
“I’m sorry he hurt you, Ness.”
“I’m okay. Make it better Ryan. I want you.”
He stands up and undresses, making sure to pull the condom on before crawling back up over my body. He lies on top of me and gently presses kisses all over my face and neck. I hold his head to me and arch my back, begging him to continue further down. He nips at my skin as he descends towards my breasts, taking one in his mouth and sucking gently.
I spread my legs to accommodate his body between my legs as he slowly pushes into me. He joins our hands together just above my head and begins to pump slowly, searching my eyes.
“Ryan?”
“Yeah, baby.”
“I don’t want you to make love to me anymore. I need more.”
“What do you need, baby?”
“I need you to fuck me, Ryan.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah.”
Without saying a word, he flips me onto my stomach and then pulls me by my ankles to the end of the bed so I’m bent over with my feet on the floor. He kicks my legs apart and I wait patiently for him to enter me, but he doesn’t. He drops to his knees, spreading me open with his fingers and tongues me from behind. I lift my ass for him, wanting to give him full access as he flicks his tongue over my clit the way I like it. He holds my thighs open with his hands while he stiffens his tongue and darts it in and out of me several times and then licks all the way up to my asshole. My body convulses and I pant breathlessly and then his tongue is gone. I’m suddenly pressed into the mattress as he plunges into me from behind hard and fast. I grab the sheets to hold on as he incessantly drives into me, my hard nipples rubbing on the mattress. His grunting noises make me crazy for him so I push back hard and fast in sync with his thrusts. The sounds of our skin slapping together heightens my arousal.
“You are so beautiful Ness. You feel fucking amazing. I love being inside you.” He slows his movements and leans his body over my back kissing my shoulder and then reaches for my hands, interlacing them. His movements slow but he pushes in so deep, it triggers an intense orgasm. We fist the sheets together and I groan into the mattress as my climax goes on and on. Even though this isn’t slow and gentle, it isn’t fucking either. I don’t know what it is. It’s emotional and intense. Giving me a moment to catch my breath, he then grabs my hips, flipping me over to my back. My legs are still shaking. He pulls them up over his shoulders, leans over me pushing my thighs to my chest and starts rocking into me deep and slow. Just as one orgasm ends, I already feel another one building.
“I love you Ness.” He whispers, interlacing our fingers again and placing our joined hands together above my head. Our faces are only inches away, our eyes locking on each other’s.
“I love you, so much.” I rock my hips with his trying to get as close as I can to his body. To feel him as deep inside my body as possible. He hits that spot as he drag himself out of me and pushes back in. I throw my head back as my muscles clench around him. “Oh God, I’m coming again. Ahhhh!” A long, loud moan escapes me as he reaches down and just barely touches my clit to send me over the edge. My moan turns into a shriek as Ryan pounds into me a few more times until I feel him swell inside me and he finds his release. He kisses my mouth sweetly, then my chin, then my neck, then my chest and then my belly. I hold his head to my belly, running my hands through his hair as I feel his warm breath cascade across my skin.
“Christ Ness. I never was a church going guy before but I swear, I think God put you on this earth just for me. We may not have met in the most ideal circumstance but I crashed into you for a reason. You are meant to be mine.”
We climb up the bed together and wrap around each other as we start drifting off to sleep again. “Ryan?”
“Yeah baby.”
“Why did you handcuff me again last night?! You freaked me the hell out!”
“I didn’t want you to run Ness. I never want to let you go.”
Chapter 17 - Vanessa
I think I finally get a few good hours of sleep, safely tucked away in Ryan’s arms. I wake up with drool sticking to the side of my mouth and my sweaty face stuck to Ryan’s hard chest. The guy is hot like an oven. Sleeping in this twin bed tangled in each other is nice but holy hell does he heat me up. I lift up my head and wipe the dried spit from my mouth. I look at Ryan spread eagle on the bed with his hands behind his head. Buck naked. I study him while I can. He’s gorgeous. His hair is sticking up all over. He’s all muscle. His tattoo is sexy as hell. It’s some sort of Celtic cross that’s all black and takes up most of his bicep. He has a light dusting of hair on his chest that leads to a path right down to where my mouth needs to be. His legs are slightly spread and he is ready for me whether he knows it or not. I sneak into the bathroom and splash some water on my face. I brush my teeth and tiptoe quietly back into the bedroom. He’s still sleeping. I climb up on the bed and straddle his legs and take hold of him in my hand. His dick immediately stands to attention in my fist. I give it a few pumps and then wrap my lips around him and suck. Ryan stirs and then moans.
“Morning Ness.” He groans with his eyes still closed.
I just hum with him in my mouth. I have Lisa to thank for that. He goes a little crazy and I love it. He grabs a fist full of my hair and guides me up and down his length faster. I suction my mouth around him as I pull and then swirl my tongue around the tip and repeat. He pushes his hips up to my mouth to encourage me to take him deeper, so I do. As his breathing becomes faster and his hand in my hair pulls tighter, I decide to lick and suck at his balls to see how he feels about that.
“Jesus Ness!” Yeah, he likes it. I continue to suck on his balls while stroking him with my hand until I feel him swell. I quickly take him back into my mouth and suck hard, up and down as fast as I can. He pushes my face down onto his dick and groans as his come shoots down my throat. This time, I don’t gag. I swallow all of it and then lick him clean. I’m so pleased.
“Dear Lord, I have never in my life been sucked off that good by anyone.”
“And you never will!” I yell at him. “By anyone else.” I mumble. The thought of another girl doing that to him really bothers me.
“Come here.” He says in his sleepy voice, dragging me up his body. I settle into his side with his arms wrapped around me. I run my fingers over his chest and play with his nipples making them hard. “I don’t want anyone else, Ness. Ever.”
“Good.” I say. I feel a little emotional. This is all catching up to me. In the back of my head, I think about Kim. Is he being unfaithful to her? What happens when she finds out the truth? Does he love her too? I’m so afraid to ask these questions. I feel like we’re in this little bubble, just Ryan and I, and soon it’s going to pop and everything will change because we’ll be thrown back into the real world. I lock the thought away and concentrate on what needs to happen today.
“Ryan, are we going to the bank today to open the safe deposit box?”
“Yeah. We need to do that right awa
y.”
“Okay. We should get in the shower.”
He swings his legs over the side of the bed and scrubs his face with his hands before following me into the bathroom. I turn the shower on and adjust the temperature and we do our normal routine. He soaps me down and washes my hair, even though my arms are fine now. I soap him down and wash his hair. Sometimes I shave his face for him. Today, he just has a shadow and I think it’s sexy so I tell him to skip it. After we’re all clean and ready to get out, Ryan cradles my head with his big hands and pulls me to his lips. I’m already weak in the knees so I back up and rest my body against the shower wall while he leans in to make love to my mouth. He feathers his fingertips over my nipples and they immediately harden causing a buzz through my body. He dips his head, taking one into his mouth and nibbles on the tip with his teeth. I feel a mixture of pain and pleasure and it makes me heady. I lean my head back against the wall as the water cascades over us. He lowers himself to his knees in front of me and lifts my foot to his shoulder and then gathers my ass with both hands and lifts me to his face. My back arches off the wall, allowing him to feast off of me. He dives down and sucks my clit into his mouth and then starts flicking it with just the tip of his tongue in a fast, vibrating motion. Like the attachment on my purple B.O.B. Holy hell! I start to move my hips to his rhythm, gasping for breath.
‘That’s it Ness. Fuck my face. Come on my tongue baby.”
Shit! His nasty talk fires me up. I grab the back of his head and hold him close to me as I continue to move my hips. His fingers dig into my ass cheeks.
“Aahhhh….Ryan! I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come…Oh God, I’m coming!” My legs shake, barely able to hold me up.
He licks me slowly until I come down from my orgasm and then stands to his feet, depositing sweet kisses all over my body on the way up. He cages me in against the shower wall with his giant biceps and kisses my lips chastely.
“You good?” He asks with a smirk on face.
“So good.” I say breathlessly as I plant my head into his chest. He massages the back of my head as we stand there until the water turns cold.
After we’re dressed, we go over the plan. His brother, or so we think, is still out there. He knows Ryan saw him. We know the risks are higher going out in public now. The plan is to drive the truckster to the bank where the safe deposit is and park a few blocks away. I’m going to take the key and get the contents.
The bank is about an hour away. We’re both so nervous and lost in our thoughts, we barely utter a word the entire ride.
We get to the bank and I’m a complete mess. I’m scared to death. If someone recognizes me before we get that box, this could end badly. He gives me the key and I walk three blocks to the bank. I’m all sweaty by the time I get there, even though it’s January. I walk into the bank and walk up to the available cashier.
“Can I help you?”
“Um I have a key to a safe deposit box here. I need to open it?”
“Are you listed as an owner, or joint-renter?”
“Um, no.”
“Sorry, the only people allowed to access a safe deposit box is the person who purchased it and who they named on the contract as joint-renters. If they are important documents, usually a lawyer or family member keeps copies. I wish I could help you more.”
“It’s okay. Thanks.”
Shit. What do we do now? I practically race back to the car and explain to Ryan what she told me, wiping tears from eyes. He looks devastated. “Ryan, can you call that Lawyer and see if he has copies?”
“Why wouldn’t he have given them to me when he gave me the trust stuff?”
“True. What if you just went into the bank and got it? Do you think the police are watching that box? How would they know you even have one?”
“I was trying to figure that out. I mean, I know if I used my debit card, they’d be on me. I don’t know if they know about a safe deposit box. I’ll probably have to show ID though. Fuck, I don’t know.”
“Once we have that information, it won’t matter though, right? It will prove you’re innocent.”
“I’m not positive that’s what’s in there though. What if it isn’t?”
“I can go to the police with the knife. I can press charges and that will hold Jacob at least.”
“That doesn’t prove that I didn’t murder Sophie and Mia or that I didn’t attack Kim and try to kill her. It doesn’t prove I didn’t abduct you. It only proves that this guy that looks just like me attacked you with a knife. I’ll still be arrested.”
“Ryan, what do we do?”
“You think I should take the risk and go get that box?”
“Yes. Whatever happens? I will do whatever I can to get you out of this. I promise. We’re in this together, okay?”
“If you see the police, leave. Don’t even go to the cabin. Go straight to Kim. Explain everything. My only hope will be that she believes you without the proof.”
“I will. Be careful Ryan. I love you.”
“I love you too.” He holds me to his chest and kisses the top of my head before he heads for the bank. I watch him disappear from sight. I decide he might need a quick get-away and pull the truckster up near the front door of the bank. I make sure I’m legally parked and wait there. 20 minutes go by. I wonder if security is holding him there until the police arrive. I don’t hear sirens and I don’t see any cop cars. I would think they’d be here pretty quickly if they were alerted of a man wanted for murder at the bank. I become paranoid. My legs are bouncing and I keep shifting in my seat to look all around the perimeter of the car. Finally, I see Ryan come out of the bank. He walks calmly to the car holding my stare. I move to the passenger side just as he opens the driver’s side door.
“I got it!”
“Go!” I yell. Playing out the exciting get-away in the truckster plan I had in my head.
We take off without bringing any attention to ourselves. We make it back to the cabin without incident. We barely close the door to the cabin before Ryan is tearing open the manila envelope with the mystery contents.
He lays out a bunch of papers, reading with a look of concentration on his face. After about 15 minutes of him studying the papers, I can’t stand it anymore.
“Ryan?”
“My Mom knew.” He says in disbelief.
‘What did she know?”
“That I have a brother. It looks like the adoption agency contacted my mother to alert her of my biological mother’s death. She died right before my parents did, in a car accident. My Mom saved the news articles of the accident.” He says with his brows furrowed.
“Do you think they are somehow linked?”
“I don’t know.”
“What else is in there Ryan?”
“My biological mother’s name is Ashley Barr. She was 16 when she put me and my twin brother up for adoption.” He looks at me. “Both adoptions were closed. Jacob Barr was adopted by Julie and Tim Matheson. They lived in Arizona. There are news articles about the death of Julie Matheson. Apparently she was addicted to pain killers and committed suicide when Jacob was only 6 years old. He found her. Tim Matheson has a record of domestic abuse and DUIs. There is a picture of Jacob in here. He looks about 16. All of this stuff is dated around Ashley’s accident. The adoption agency must have contacted my Mom and my Mom did some digging. For whatever reason, she decided not to tell me.” We both study the picture of Jacob. He looks bad. It actually looks like a picture taken in the doctor’s office or police department. He looks beaten up. “Why would my Mom keep this from me? Why would she keep this stuff?”
“You said she told you she would give it to you when you turned 18 and that you could do whatever you needed to with the information. Maybe she was protecting you? She didn’t want you to track down your brother. Maybe she knew he was dangerous? And then maybe she figured as an adult, it wouldn’t be her decision anymore, so she kept this stuff for you.”
“Yeah. I don’t know. It’s all so overwhelming.�
�� He says. I can tell he’s out of it. It’s a lot to think about.
“We have to tell Kim. She has to go to the police to clear your name.”
“Yeah. We can head into Gunnison tomorrow and see if she’s working. Do you think I should be there or do you think that might freak her out?”
“Ryan, I think I should talk to her first. We still have to be careful. After she has the information I’m sure she’ll go to the police and change her story. Once they find out about a twin brother, it wipes out all witnesses, even Kim. They have no DNA proof it was you. We have the knife with Jacob’s prints and if Kim did a rape kit, they will have DNA proof against Jacob.
“Wait.” He says hanging his head. “Kim and I had unprotected sex though. That means they can still claim it was me.”
“Kim has to admit to having casual sex with you that same day but if they find Jacob’s DNA too, it will prove it was him that attacked her.”
“Fuck! I can’t think straight. This is too much shit to digest.” He throws his head up to the ceiling trying to blink away the tears before they fall.
“Ryan.” I wrap my arms around his neck. “I’ll talk to Kim in the morning. Let’s take a break from thinking about all this for now. Let’s start a fire, grab something to eat and try to relax. Okay?”
“I don’t think I can eat.”
“Try.”
I make us some shitty soup and we both push it around our bowls. We don’t talk anymore about all the paperwork. We both climb into the uncomfortable twin bed. Ryan immediately spoons me, resting his hand on my belly with my fingers intertwined with his. His warm breath blows into my hair.
“Ryan?”
“Yeah?”
“After this is all over, what happens to us?”
“Hopefully I won’t be in prison.”
“You won’t be. I mean, I have to go back home. Will you go back to school?”
“I don’t know. I honestly haven’t thought about it. It’s too much to think about right now.”
“Oh”
“Ness?” He says peaking over my shoulder at my face. “I didn’t mean I haven’t thought about you. I meant school. We’ll figure things out, right? I mean. I want to be with you. Do you want to be with me?”
