Her Lost Soul 2

Chapter 12

My phone beeps and I pull it out of my pocket, "Put it away, son. We are having a good time." Hayden insists.
I look at who the text is from and my heart skips a beat. "It's Riley, I need to make sure she's okay or I'll only worry."
Tyler scoffs, "Worry? That's putting it mildly, I'm surprised you're so calm right now."
RILEY- When you home? X

I love how she's putting a kiss on the end now.
ME- Not sure, why? X
RILEY- I want to show you what I bought. X

I smirk, what does she want to show me? I'm intrigued.
ME- And what is that? X

RILEY- A Christmas present. For you. X
Okay, now I'm doubly intrigued.

ME- It's not Christmas yet. X
RILEY- Fine, I won't wear it then. X
Christ, she's talking directly to my cock. What could she have bought? I'm too impatient to find out.
ME- Wear it? Fuck. . . I'll be home soon. X

How am I going to convince them to go back? "Is she okay?" Tyler asks.
"She's in pain and feeling vulnerable. She's worried about James, I think she exhausted. She wants help with Miley."
"I'll call a cab," Hayden says and I nod. Yes! He gets up and walks out of the bar. Tyler glares at me.
"What?"
"Liar," he growls. "You were grinning away whilst texting."
"Fine, she's just waiting for me so she can sleep. I'm just fucking glad she's waiting for me as though she knows she needs and wants me."
"If I hear you do anything, I'll be in there and ripping your balls off."
"You won't hear anything, bro. You were oblivious last time. You should try muffling their screams, it's fucking hot." I wink and he glares at me. "Anyway, wasn't it you that said sharings caring?"
"Fuck off, bro." His phone starts ringing. "Babe? You okay?" he frowns. "I miss you too, don't cry." He gets up and walks out the room. I roll my eyes, more girl drama. Hayden returns and he looks at Tyler's empty seat.
"Where'd he go? Taxi will be here in twenty."
"His girlfriend is crying on the phone," I roll my eyes.
"Tell me she has some brains," he insists.
"Don't worry, he struck gold this time," I nod.
"So she's good for him?"
"Yes, for sure. Hot, smart, kind and he really likes her. What's more to like?"
He raises his eyebrow, "Hot? You aren't going to argue over the girl are you?"
I snort, "Bro code, Hayden besides, it's only Riley for me. She's the most beautiful girl in the world. I can't deny Ruby's beauty because I'm a guy but she has nothing on Riley."
He laughs and slaps my shoulder, "Obviously," he chuckles. "You answered well, son," Tyler returns to the table and he's smiling ear to ear.
"What has you so happy, bro?" I ask.
"Ruby is coming here on boxing day," he grins.
"Fuck, yes!" I say with a bit too much enthusiasm and he glares at me. "What? I'm hoping you get laid, bro." I slap his shoulder and he raises his eyebrow. Well, of course, I want my best friend to get laid but most importantly he will give Riley and I space if he's preoccupied.
"That had better be all it is," he shakes his head. "Her Dad is being a dick. You remember the day we met her? Some guy shouted at her?" I nod, I remember thinking he was an arsehole for speaking to a girl like that. "That's her father, he controls her. Her brother got out but she's trapped. He treats her like shit and she works so many hours in the family business to keep him happy."
"Don't worry, your Mom and Dad will adopt her," I joke and he laughs. "What? They will, they adopted me and I'm a shit."
"Son, enough of that. My wife will kill me if she heard I let you say that about yourself. She's very protective over you." He stands up, "Taxi is here," we both get up and we follow Hayden out of the building. We climb into the taxi and my cock is waiting to be buried inside of Riley. Minutes seem like hours right now.
When the taxi pulls up in the driveway I quickly get out and I walk inside. I find Abigail in the living room. I kiss her cheek, "Oh hey, honey. Good evening?"
"Yeah, it was good. Has she been okay?"
"Yeah, didn't eat much again but she's been good."
"Super, goodnight Mom."
"Oh, you'll definitely be having a good night." She winks at me. Okay, what has my girl bought? And Abigail knows!
"Don't tell Tyler," I whisper and kiss her cheek again.
"Course not," she zips her mouth shut. Tyler and Hayden walk into the living room. "Hey guys," she smiles.
"Night, I'm shattered," Tyler nods and I make my way upstairs. I go for a piss and brush my teeth. I walk into Riley's room and I kiss Miley's forehead. I'm glad she's here. I may have been pissed with Riley for not telling me but she's bloody amazing. I walk to my room and she's sat at my desk. It looks like she's drawing, she doesn't look up as I walk in.
I walk towards her and I kiss her neck, she smells so fucking good. She jumps but quickly relaxes. I examine her drawing and it's a picture of all the family including herself. She always said she draws to her mood which has always been sad and lonely. Yet, this one looks happy. Does that mean she really is happy? "I like this one because you're actually in it."
She looks up at me and smiles, fuck that smile is to die for. I'm eager for my present, especially if she's looking at me like that, "So what exactly is my present?" She stands up and walks to the door and locks it. She's wearing a dressing gown. Yes, she looks hot as always but what is so good about it? I'd rather her naked.
She undoes the dressing gown and she slowly slides it off her shoulders and it ripples to the floor and my eyes fix on her body. Fuck! This must be the sexiest thing she's ever worn. It's a Santa themed lace bra and panties set with a garter and stockings.
There's a tag on her bra strap and I'm curious as to what it says. I walk towards her never taking my eyes off her. I put my fingers on the tag and read it aloud, "Merry Christmas, love your lost soul. X" I look at her face and she's biting her lip. "Ri, you look too irresistible right now and I've been drinking. Right here, right now seems so right. We can't."
"Yeah, I know. I could be a normal. . . girl and go out on a normal. . . date with Tate. . . but I want you. . . just for Christmas. Please," she bites her lip.
"Who the fuck is Tate?" I growl. Is she trying to make me jealous?
"Just some guy at the mall. Mom thinks he likes me. . . and she thought I. . . was flirting. He helped carry my. . . bags to the car. He wants to meet me. . . tomorrow at the fa--" I cut her off with a forceful kiss. Flirting! She wouldn't, would she? Not sober unless she's trying to make me jealous. Meet her at the fair? Over my dead body, she's mine!
"Mine, Ri. Do you understand? No more flirting with other guys." She nods and I grab her hips and I lift her up and she wraps her legs around my body. Her arms cling to my neck and I slowly walk to the bed and I kiss her.
I gently lower her onto the bed as I know she'll still be in pain. I have to break the kiss to remove my top. She hastily starts undoing my jeans and it's such a turn on. I help her remove them and my boxers so it's quicker. The minute she texted me I knew it would end this way but I had to put some resistance up. We are still supposed to be keeping our distance because of my anger but the minute she started talking about another guy I couldn't hold back. I need to keep claiming her over and over so she knows she will always be mine.
Once my jeans are off I kneel between her legs looking at her. My sexy little Christmas present, how do I proceed? I lick my lips, she's so fucking beautiful, "Where do I start?" Her chest heaves up and down in anticipation. "My own present to do as I please." How wet is she under those panties? She nods agreeing with me giving me permission. "Hmm," well, as much as I like this outfit for me to make love to her it has to come off.
I slide my fingers into the waistband of the panties and the lace feels so flimsy. I could probably rip it easily but I'd like her to wear this again at some point so I behave. I slide them down but I need to unclip the stockings first. Man, it really is like unwrapping my Christmas present. I unclip them slowly making her yearn for my touch. Once they are unclipped and pull them down her legs.
I decide to keep the garter and stockings on so I slowly clip them back up again. She squirms underneath me. I know baby, anticipation is key. I'm eager to see how wet you are. "Turn over," I command and she does so without hesitation. See, she can follow commands. I grab her hips and I pull her back to me.
I kiss the back of her neck and I feel her rapid breathing as well as hear it. She's as turned on as I am. I graze her earlobe with my teeth, "You are so fucking hot," she pants loudly and I'm slightly worried someone will hear her. I skim the inside of her thigh and make my way to my destination. Once I reach her clit she whimpers, "You're so sensitive these days."
She bends her head round and I kiss her. I ease her onto my cock and she purrs. Fuck, baby we aren't going to last long like this. "Best present ever," I whisper into her ear. She starts to ride me but I stop her by holding her hips. "Don't, I can already feel you're close and I'm nowhere near done." She squirms and I grin into her ear. Everything she does is a turn on. It's a wonder I don't fuck her every minute of every day.
I reach up and I skim her shoulders with my fingers and I push the bra straps off her shoulders. I move her slightly forwards and I unclasp her bra. I remove it and toss it on the floor, she needs to be as naked as possible. "Flynn," she pants. She's uncomfortable but if I let her move she's done and then it will send me over the edge and I'm not done.
"I know baby, I know but you are my present to do as I wish." I cup her glorious tits and she throws her head back and rests it on my shoulder. Yes baby, I can see your face as I send you to your safe haven. I play with her nipples and she groans and she calls out. Shit! I bite my cheeks to try stop myself from climaxing with her. I breathe in and out. She pulses around my cock but I think I'm good. "Christ, Ri. Too soon," I grumble. I very nearly went with her and I'd be doubly pissed as I haven't even started thrusting yet.
She becomes mostly dead weight as she spirals into her safe haven. I spin her around so she's facing me and I start to move. Why has she started to combust so easily? Is it the time apart? If I fuck her regularly will she go back to normal? Once she's come back around she kisses me and I tease her tongue with my piercing that I know she loves.
She groans into my mouth and I lower her onto the bed. I hold her hands and lift them either side of her head. The alcohol in my veins is making me exhausted but it's also heightening my pleasure and senses for Riley. I bury my face in her neck and I continue to thrust deep inside of her. I make sure I put most of my weight on her good side. "I love you, baby."
I grip her hands tighter, I really am just like an addict. I can't get enough of her. I can't stop thinking about her and I'm only truly happy when I'm with her. If I knew she was out there I would have found her sooner and loved her longer. She starts pulsing around my cock again and I haven't got a hope in hell of stopping myself this time and I come with her.
I collapse on her good side and I shut my eyes. Drunk sex is the best, at least I'm sober enough to enjoy it this time and I made her feel good. I drift off within minutes as she holds me.
I wake to her pushing me off her, what is she doing? "Ri," I mumble. She climbs out of bed and I hear her rummaging around in her bag. "What are you doing?" I want her back in my bed.
"Miley," she croaks. Man, she's still in a lot of pain. "She might need me," what is she trying to say? That she's going to her? No, she has to sleep with me. "Bring her in here then." I hug the pillow on my front and it smells of her, "I want you to stay in here with me."
Something hits my head and I grumble. I'm so fucking tired, "Well, put these on then," I groan. I like us being naked in my bed. I turn on my back and pull the boxers off my head and I pull them on. I flop back on my front and hug the pillow. I hear her laugh and then it goes quiet.
I wake to the bed moving. I'm so fucking tired that I fell asleep as soon as she left. I open one eye and Miley is laying on the bed by the wall. I shut my eyes and Riley turns the light off. She climbs over me. If I wasn't so tired and Miley wasn't in my bed I'd take advantage of her in that position. How can James fuck the couch with her underneath him? I mean I've just made love to her yet, it's not enough.
Every little thing she does makes me want to fuck her. Riley lays on her back and I grumble as I move closer to her and rest my face on her shoulder. She pulls the duvet over us and that's it, I'm gone.
I wake to soft lips on mine. Hands hold my face as the soft lips kiss me. A grumble escapes my throat and the lips and hands withdraw. Fuck, no! I don't open my eyes but I hastily grab Riley's face and pull her back to my lips and kiss her like life depends on it. I shift my weight and pin her underneath me. I could wake every day like this. "Don't tease me like that," kiss me yes! Withdraw, never! "You can wake me up like that every morning." I kiss her again, her lips are so fucking soft.
Miley moves, "Mommy?" she says sleepily. Shit! I forgot she was in my bed too. I grudgingly withdraw my lips away from Riley and we both look at her.
"Good morning, baby," Riley says to Miley. Where's my good morning? Saying that, I'd take her wake up call over that good morning.
"Is it Christmas yet?"
"No honey, it's Christmas eve. Nana is cooking breakfast and then we are putting the tree up." I knew I'd love being here with my girl at Christmas but this is beyond what I imagined. This is so much better. Miley gets up and starts jumping up and down on Riley in excitement and Riley gasps in pain but it was minor. She really does know how to hide her pain for her loved ones. Except she can't hide it from me. I know her too well.
I could see she was in pain and she kept flinching before, I just never expected these bruises. "Smiley, you need to be careful with her, okay?" I need her to know she has to be careful because I know Riley won't say anything.
Miley frowns, "Oh yeah, I forgot." She stops bouncing and sits on Riley's lap facing her. She pulls Riley's top up and rests her cheek on her tummy. She's an oddball, that's for sure. Why in the world would she keep doing this?
"Let's get you in the bath, baby." Miley sits up and nods. Miley climbs over me and I assist her as she does it. Riley does the same but I hold her thighs so she can't move off me. I'm more awake now and I'll take full advantage.
"I think you should bath too, it will help your ribs," even in the morning she's fucking adorable. I've woken to some ugly faces in the morning but hers is a heartwarming.
"Maybe later," she shrugs me off. I'll hold you to that baby even if you didn't mean it. "Let me get her sorted first," I smirk. Yes, we could have fun with this. I let her go and she climbs off me. I continue to lay on the bed once they've left the room. My bed feels empty without them. I grab my phone and there are some texts from Regan. I roll my eyes.
REGAN- I really am pregnant, Flynn. It was a false negative.
REGAN- Why won't you reply. Please, Flynn.
REGAN- I love you.
ME- Leave me alone! Whether you are or aren't, you are shit to me. Carry on and I'll block your number.
REGAN- I'm carrying your child!
ME- Bullshit! We've been through this.
She sends me a picture of a positive pregnancy test. That proves nothing.
ME- Do you think I'm stupid? Send me a picture of you holding it.
REGAN- I don't have the test anymore.
ME- You never had it in the first place! Stop being a psycho!
I roll my eyes, she's crazy. She's lucky I'm not at Duke. I'd drag her to the hospital to get a test to put a stop to this shit. I wish she'd stop lying, who knew she'd be so fucking crazy? She always seemed to be timid and innocent. Maybe love makes you do crazy things.
REGAN- I want to see you.
ME- I don't ever want to see your face again.
REGAN- Maybe I should contact Riley and tell her.
Is she shitting me?
ME- If you so much as look at Riley, I'll make you wish you weren't born!
I get up and get dressed in clean clothes. I shove my phone in my back pocket and I walk out of my room. I pass the bathroom and it's empty. I go for a piss and I brush my teeth. I start running the bath for Riley and I open the door ready for her. I feel her presence but she walks straight passed the bathroom. "Don't be difficult, Ri."
"I'm not, I just need my strawberry wash stuff," I laugh. I'm glad she brought it with her this time. Her scent was never the same last time she was here. She returns moments later and I lock the door behind her. She places the items on the side of the bath. I turn the taps off and I walk towards her. I start removing her clothes. I love undressing her.
Once she's naked I examine her body and I laugh, "I like this Riley. So responsive and I haven't even touched you." Her chest is moving up and down frantically and her nipples have hardened. She looks down at her nipples and rolls her eyes. She climbs in the bath essentially hiding her body from me. She goes to lie down but sits back up again in pain. "Ri, the whole point of the bath is to soak your ribs."
"It hurts," I roll my eyes and kneel on the floor. I touch her sternum and slowly push her back down in the water. She winces and tries to get back up but she's in too much pain to resist me so it's easier for her to deal with the water. She begins to relax so I slide my hand down to her stomach.
I rest my hand over her scar and her hand places over mine. "I hadn't noticed before that you aren't comfortable me touching your scar," she hasn't objected to me touching it before. I touched it and kissed it when I knew. I look at our locked hands on her stomach.
"You are the only one that I don't mind touching it. It's bearable when you do it, the more you touch it the easier it is every time." Okay, I can cope with that. I move my hand down between the apex of her thighs and she clamps her legs shut. I glare at her, is she denying me access?
"What?" I demand.
"This feels wrong, me an invalid in the bath," she cringes and I laugh. Invalid? If I thought of her that way I'd never have fucked her last night or the night before that.
"If I saw you as an invalid I wouldn't have fucked my Christmas present last night or the other day." She frowns, "Don't overthink this Ri." She sighs and relaxes her legs. I smile, yes, it's playtime. I'm already hard from the sight of her. I slide my fingers inside of her and I crush her lips as she calls out, "I can see this won't take long," I smirk.
She seems lost already. "I love how responsive you are for me and only me." Her eyes dilate as I build the rhythm. She grips the side of the bath trying to absorb the pleasure. I need her to look at me so I gently touch her chin and her hazy eyes fix on me. Her lips are too irresistible so I kiss her and she groans into my mouth as she pulses around my fingers.
That will never get old, it used to frustrate me when girls climaxed too early in their inexperience but Riley isn't. This is something else, I'm not sure what it is but I love how responsive she for me and only me. I slide my fingers out of her and I start washing her hair. "I love you," she purrs and I laugh, she's so cute.
Once I'm finished with her hair I lift her out of the bath and I wrap her in a warm fluffy towel. Right, I need a cold shower to get rid of this arousal. "Go get dressed, I need a cold shower," I say and she frowns. As much as I'd love to fuck her we don't have time and Tyler will literally kill me. I can get away with it at night but not in the day. "Don't look at me like that, we will never get out of this room if I let you start now."
I spin her around and slap her perfect backside and she yelps. She unlocks it and I usher her out. I lock the door behind me and I strip. I climb in the shower and I turn the temperature down. I quickly wash and my hard-on disappears. I get out the shower and wrap myself in a warm towel. Abigail is amazing. I pick up the clothes on the floor and I bring them to my room and dump them on the floor in my room.
I find Riley laying on the bed in a ball in one of my hoodies facing away from me. What now? "Ri, what's wrong now?" I sigh. I haven't left her long. She doesn't respond to me so I lay behind her, "Look at me," I demand. She still doesn't respond. Gah, she's annoying! I climb over her and sit astride her taking my weight and make her lay on her back. She's crying, "What's wrong?" I stroke her cheek trying to comfort her. I hate that she's reapplied her makeup. I know that it covers the bruising but she's better without.
"Nothing," she growls. I roll my eyes, yeah nothing.
"Ri, tell me!" I'm not having her shut me out again.
"You made me leave, so you could. . ." I frown at her and cock my head. She thinks I got myself off in the shower whilst she was in my bedroom? Is she crazy?
"Ri, I'm not him. I honestly did just have a cold shower. Hell, Ri! Two minutes with you isn't enough for me and we don't have time. Why are you so moody today?"
"I'm not!" she protests. Oh, she is. I claim her lips before she gets any more moody. She pushes on my chest but she responds to the kiss.
I smirk, "Yeah, right," I laugh as her face is grumpy as hell. She's adorable. I grab her hands from my chest and I move them either side of her head. I know she wants me to kiss her, she just has to be stubborn. I deepen the kiss and she follows my lead. See baby, you want this. "Good job I love you." She smiles and I kiss her once more before I climb off her lap. That's more like it, I start dressing, "You know, I'm not going to have any clothes left if you keep stealing them."
She sits up and smiles brightly at me and I can't look away, "I like wearing your clothes." I finish dressing and I stalk towards her. I kiss her lips and the door opens and I groan.
"Bro," Tyler scolds. I remove my lips from hers but I don't move away.
"A little warning would be nice," I smirk. "I could have been doing all kinds of naughty things." I kiss her lips again and stand up and he looks like he's going to kill me.
"Just because Mom approves does not mean you're safe to do as you wish. You promised," I roll my eyes and I hold my hand out to Riley and she takes it.  I help her up and I grab her pills and slide them into her mouth. I pass her the water again and she swallows. We all walk down the stairs. We head into the dining room, "You owe me, I was watching the football and the kid accosted me and demanded I put on Harry Pansy."
"Harry Potter," Riley sighs. "Leave her alone it makes her happy," she walks to him and licks his cheek and I laugh. He wipes his cheek and sits down in his seat.
"Ew gross, sis. You know I hate it," she laughs.
"Well, don't be mean."
"Fine," he sighs.
"Morning son," Hayden says to me. "How are you feeling this morning?"
"Wonderful," I grin. "You?"
"Glad to have my family around me," he smiles. I never understood this until now. I too love having my two girls with me. Miley comes running in and climbs on Riley's lap.
"Mommy!" she hugs her. "Are you better yet?"
"I feel better," Riley lies for Miley's sake. There is no way she's feeling better. She hasn't even taken any painkillers yet.
"Tyler Honey, give me a hand please," Abigail calls from the kitchen. He gets up and walks to the kitchen and returns minutes later with a tray of cups. He passes them around and he places a glass of chocolate milkshake in front of Riley and she hastily grabs it. She sucks on the straw and I have to look away.
I sip on my coffee and Tyler smirks at me. He places some milk in front of Miley. He returns to the kitchen when he's distributed the drinks. He comes back with a few plates and starts passing them around. Abigail comes in with a couple of plates too. When everyone has a plate, "Eat everyone," Abigail announces.
"Man, I love you. I'm starving," I say as I dig in. She laughs and we all start to eat but Riley keeps drinking her milkshake which in turn means I can't look at her. "Ri, can you eat something please, anything?" I beg.
She stops sucking the straw and she looks at me. She picks up a sausage from her plate and she brings it to her lips and my eyes widen. I groan and put my face in my hands. "Lee," Abigail warns. "Eat it properly," she says.
"I am," Riley counters. I pick up my cutlery and I start to eat again without looking at Riley. Man, she's a nightmare recently. She never used to try to seduce me! Once I finish my food I look at Riley's plate and she's hardly touched it.
"Ri," I groan.
"It hurts, I can't eat any. . . more."
"You've hardly tried." I look at her plate, "A sausage, a bit of bacon and the egg yolk is nothing. You need to eat more," she's wasting away.
"Mommy, can I watch my film now?"
"Sure, honey," Miley grins and gets up and leaves. I hear the TV on so she's obviously figured out how to use it.
"Ri," I really do need her to eat more.
"I can't, it hurts," she whimpers. "It really hurts," she cries. Fuck, she's crying again!
"Christ, Sis, don't cry!" Tyler urges. Why is she crying? She's normally so strong. I slide my chair towards her and I gently clasp her neck. Her eyes shoot to me in a panic but after a few seconds, she relaxes.
"Is that better?" she nods. Good, "Now can you eat something please?" she picks up her fork and she starts cramming her food in. "Man, if I knew this would help I would have done it long ago." She thankfully doesn't reply only keeps eating.
"That's amazing," Abigail smiles. She continues to eat until her plate is empty and I'm fucking over the moon about it.