I was in pure bliss as Ryan moved slowly inside of me, setting a leisurely, yet extremely erotic pace. The sinful moan that escaped from my lips enticed him to drive into me deeper, as his thrusts sped up for a moment before slowing back down. I could tell he was holding back, savoring every moment. Doing all he could to delay his release. I knew he was taking his time because we didn't know when the next time we could be together would be. We had to pick up Mason soon. My time off was coming to an end, and I would be back at work tomorrow.

He sat up in his heels and pulled me up so that we were face to face, this new position had him hitting a different spot inside of me, causing me to clench tightly around him, and him to throw his head back and release a low growl.

"You are going to fucking ruin me." I muttered with ragged breath, as my lips attacked his neck, sucking a dark mark in the area between the column of his throat and collarbone.

"You've already ruined me." He muttered back, thrusting harder into me, bringing on my release that had been bubbling just beneath the surface, causing him to give in and finally release as well. I quivered from the force of his orgasm, waves of pleasure traveling up my spine.

Ryan and I could not get enough of each other. The heat between us was intense, flames that could not be extinguished, and frankly, I didn't want them to be.

I knew our time together was limited, and I just wanted to savor it as long as possible, however, I was a single mother with responsibilities. I could not stay in bed having sex all day regardless of how amazing it was.

Reluctantly, I pulled away, releasing him from my dripping wet core, feeling his seed run out of my body, already missing our connection.

I made my way to the attached bathroom, returning with two damp towels for us to clean ourselves with. I looked down at the rumpled, messy sheets, and made a mental note to strip them off later to be washed. I just didn't feel like doing it now. I didn't feel like doing anything, other than crawling back in bed for another round. How I was even able to walk this morning was beyond me. I just knew I wanted more, and more. A need that I had never previously experienced before consumed me.

Mason. I reminded myself.

After cleaning up, Ryan pulled me back down onto the bed, his lips found mine, and every thought in my mind disappeared. He nibbled on my bottom lip, then he began licking into my mouth, his tongue prodding against mine. Mmmm. Just five more minutes, I thought to myself.

Ryan pulled back slightly, he brushed my hair back off of my forehead and looked directly into my eyes. "I love you." He said softly.

My heart soared once again. "I love you too." His lips were back on mine. Okay, five more minutes.

He was the first to break out of this kiss, before things could progress any further, and he spoke what was on my mind. "As much as I would love to stay in bed with you, we do have to go and pick up Mason." He reminded me.

I sighed, knowing he was right, and again reluctantly, I got out of bed and made my way into the bathroom to clean up more and get dressed. I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror, and almost didn't recognize myself. The woman staring back at me looked like me, yet didn't. She looked happy and in love. She looked young and carefree. She looked like she had been thoroughly fucked and fucked very well.

I stared at my reflection a little longer, a smile curving on my face. My lips were swollen, my eyes sparkling, my skin was flushed and glowing. I had dark marks on my collarbone and breasts. Both breasts bore traces of beard rash. My hips had purplish red marks with fingertip impressions. Luckily all of these little "souvenirs" could be easily concealed by clothing. I did not want to have to explain to my very bright, very observant son why his mother was covered with love bites.

I quickly dressed in denim shirts and a fitted purple T-shirt. I double checked to make sure the collar of my shirt covered the mark on my collarbone. Thankfully it did because it was way too hot outside for a turtleneck.

I brushed my tangled hair, and tried to smooth it down as much as I could. Not an easy task when you spent the last two hours in bed having sex with wet hair. Gathering all the wayward, wavy strands, I pulled it back into a ponytail, doing a triple check to make sure there were no visible marks along my neck.

I checked my phone before leaving, and noticed three missed calls from my brother. What in the world? I had not heard from Shane three times in the last month, now all of a sudden I had three calls within the last couple of hours. I hoped everything was okay, as I waited for him to pick up.

"Hey sis." He answered excitedly.

"Is everything okay? I asked anxiously.

"Everything is great. I just have some big news to share with my favorite sister." He replied.

I giggled. "I'm your only sister, so spill it." It was really good to hear his voice. Even better to hear him sound so happy.

"Guess who's coming into town this weekend to close on a house?"

"No fucking way! You're moving back home?" I exclaimed.

"Baby sister and her potty mouth." He scolded with a laugh "Yes, we're moving back home. I'll be here Friday morning. I can't wait to see you. You still have Friday's off right? That is, if you don't already have plans."

My heart sank for a moment. I had been thinking about Mason and I flying out to Kansas for the weened for the race. The thought of being away from Ryan for the whole weekend was unbearable, but I had not seen my brother, as well as my sister in law and nephew and nieces since Christmas.

"No. I don't have any plans." I answered back, trying to ignore the bitter taste in my mouth. I loved my brother, and I was looking forward to seeing him. It was so hard on me when he moved to Atlanta just before Kyle died. He had tried to be there for me as much as he could, but it was so hard for him due to the demands of his job.

"You doing alright Kels?" He asked, and I could hear the concern in his voice. It made me smile.

"I'm doing good Shane. Mason and I are getting out and making new friends. Speaking of which, I was on my way out to pick up Mason from a friends house." I smiled to myself again because I was doing better than just good.

"I won't keep you then. Give my nephew a hug for me, and I'll see y'all on Friday."

I hung up the phone and turned around to see Ryan watching me. "I was going to ask if you and Mason wanted to come to Kansas for the weekend, but it sounds like you have other plans." He said.

I quickly explained about not having seen Shane since Christmas. I would love to go with him, but I really did want to see my big brother and his family.

"Babe, you don't have to explain. I understand how important family is. I'm just going to miss you like hell this weekend, especially since I've been with you every day for the past week and a half."

I sighed. "I know. I'm not ready to go back to work tomorrow. I promise I'll find time for us no matter what."

He pressed his lips to mine, kissing me softly, yet deeply enough to send shivers down my spine and make my toes curl.

"Let's go get Mason, and I'll treat y'all to lunch. I'm starving." He smirked, reminding me that neither of us had eaten since breakfast, and my stomach rumbled into response. My appetite had been insatiable, and until now, it had nothing to do with food.