His Return

Chapter 4

Shane pulled back from the kiss, but let his hand linger on her face. She didn’t speak and he couldn’t hide the smile that spread across his face as her eyes fluttered open, looking back at him.

He should apologize, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He shouldn’t have, but would not pretend to have regrets.

“Shane,” she said breathlessly.

He was done for. It was that simple. Taking her mouth in another kiss, he deepened it as he poured as much passion as he dared without rushing things.

Where the first kiss had been fast-paced, he lingered now. His drink was forgotten on the porch as he used his other hand to run through her hair. God, he’d missed her so much.

He pulled away for a second time and rested his head against the wall, letting out a long breath, not daring to look at her.

“I—” she started and stopped.

Whatever he said at this point was going to be wrong, so he didn’t say a word. He kept his mouth closed and his eyes focused on the ground as Mallory stood and walked into the apartment.

He sat there alone, confused and worried. As much as he wanted to kiss her, he knew this wasn’t the best time. There probably would be no good time, no smart time, if he didn’t want to risk their friendship.

Mallory didn’t come back out and after a few minutes, he grew curious and got up to check on her. He dusted his pants off as he stood, clearing his throat to speak as he walked in.

“Mallory,” he spoke her name as he found her walking out of the kitchen area.

“I was just about to head out,” she told him, hurrying past.

“Wait, can we talk, please?” He didn’t want her to leave upset.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” she faced him, her hand on the door. “We shouldn’t have. It was just the excitement of you being back, I’m sure.”

“Mallory,” his tone was sad, and he didn’t bother to hide it.

“Shane, it’s okay. I don’t take any offense, it’s, umm, been a while for you, so of course you’d want to.” She turned away from him but didn’t walk out the door.

He closed the distance between them, only two steps, but he needed to be closer. “No, it was you, nothing else but you. Sure, I’ve been in jail for entirely too long, but that’s not why.”

She turned to him again, opening her mouth to speak, but he kissed her again instead. He didn’t linger, didn’t intend to make anything out of it other than to reassure her it wasn’t just the moment.

Pulling back, he rested his forehead on hers. “I wanted to kiss you, just you,” he whispered.

“Shane,” his name was a breath on her lips and he kissed her again.

Mallory brought her arms up and ran her fingers through his hair, kicking the door closed. It seemed whatever had been on her mind was gone now, and he backed her up to the door, lifting her against it as she wrapped her legs around him.

He ground himself against her, knowing she could feel his erection, and enjoying her moans as he did. Pulling her away from the wall, he broke the kiss and carried her to the bed, laying her down.

She wasted no time in pulling his lips back to hers, even as his hand slid over her shirt and cupped her breast. “God, yes!” she cried out as he found her n****e and pinched it.

“Not God, just Shane,” he teased.

He slid her shirt up, cupping her again with just her bra before pulling the bra cup out of the way, pushing her breast up towards his mouth. He kissed his way around the milky white flesh before taking her n****e in his mouth.

He trained his eyes on her, watching every reaction, searing it into his brain where these moments he would never forget. She moaned as he toyed with releasing the second breast and continuing.

Her hips bucked beneath him, and he longed to give her what she needed. With a shaky hand, he reached between them, unbuttoning her shorts and sliding them down, exposing her light blue panties.

Shane backed away long enough for her to slide her legs out of the shorts before covering her again. This kiss was urgent as his hand slid between them and under her panties.

“You’re so wet, so ready,” he slid one finger between her folds, finding her entrance.

“Shane!” she cried out as he slid inside.

He swallowed his nerves and went with instinct, following her lead. He added a second finger as her breathing became more erratic. She pushed her c**t against his palm as he continued to slide his fingers in and out of her.

His gaze tore between her face and her body as she rode his hand to her pleasure, crying out his name as she came. He felt her body clench around his fingers and longed for it to be around his c**k.

She relaxed, and he slowly slid his fingers from her body. He backed away, shimmying out of his pants even as he pulled the condoms from his pocket. Tearing one foil open, he rolled the condom on.

Mallory watched him as he did, biting that bottom lip. She began to raise up to remove her panties, and he stopped her. There was something hot about this, her with panties still on, breasts exposed and watching him, made him impossibly harder.

“Leave them on,” he told her, bringing her wrists together above her head.

She gave him a confused look, but kept her hands there when he let go. He looked down, sliding her panties to the side and pressing his c**k against her.

“Please, Shane,” she begged.

“What do you want?” He asked, wanting to hear her say it.

“You!” she cried.

“What do you want me to do?” He kept himself still, his hands holding her hips in place.

“f**k me,” she yelled at him

In one move, he thrust himself into her fully. He savored it for only a second as the need took over. He brought her ankles up to his shoulders as he thrusted over and over. She moaned and whimpered with each thrust.

“Touch yourself,” he urged, knowing he wouldn’t last long.

She looked at him, confused, and didn’t move.

“Touch your p***y,” he commanded.

She slowly brought one hand down between.

“That’s it, make yourself c*m,” he demanded, breathless as he continued his relentless rhythm.

She did as she was told, and he felt her c****x build as he neared his own. His name was on her lips as she came for the second time, and he followed her over the cliff to his own release.

“Mallory,” he said her name on a sigh as he pulled out of her, rolling away so he didn’t crush her.

“Mmm,” was the only sound she made aside from her rapid breathing.

He stood and went to the bathroom, disposing of the condom and finding a hand towel to clean himself up with and one to use for her. She was still laying in the same position as he left the bathroom.

She reached for the towel but he kept it, helping to clean her up as best as he could before tossing it to the floor and picking her up, pulling the covers from under her and settling her against the pillows.

Mallory smiled and stretched, before curling into his side as he slid into bed next to her.

Shane placed a kiss on her forehead. “Sleep,” he told her, holding her close as his own eyes closed.