other in public doesn’t make our feelings any less real, or our commitment to you any less strong.” Nick’s voice was soft, his words comforting in her ear. “Believe me, baby, if I thought it would make a difference, I would tell anyone who would listen about us.” Noah leaned his head against hers. “But I know how ignorant and judgmental some people can be, and I refuse to put you at risk of being hurt just because other people have a problem with how we choose to live our lives.”
“You’re right,” she said quietly. “I just don’t know how much longer I’m going to let other people’s issues dictate our lives and our ability to express our feelings for each other.”
Chapter Sixteen
“Hello?” Nick smiled when Rylee’s sleep-filled voice drifted through the phone, so soft and sexy.
“Good morning, angel. Did I wake you?”
“Mmm-hmm…was dreaming about you and Noah.” Nick’s cock perked up at her
words. “God, Nick,” Rylee moaned, “I want you both so much right now.”
“Oh, yeah, baby. We want you too. It’s been a long week. Miss you so much.” Nick’s cock was hard as steel, aching with need.
“Wish you were here with me right now,” Rylee whispered. “I’d ride you, and then Noah, until none of us could walk.”
He groaned. “Love how you look when you ride Noah, how you feel when you ride
me. All tight and wet and hot. God, I’m so hard for you right now, baby.” He was panting; his voice was low and rough as sandpaper. “So hard, it hurts.”
Rylee made little whimpering sounds that made his cock jerk.
“I…God, baby. I need you right now,” Nick whispered hoarsely.
“I know. I’ve been trying to figure out a way to leave earlier, but I’m the hotel manager. I have an obligation.” Aggravation and need filled Rylee’s voice. “It’s okay, babe.” Nick tried to mask his own disappointment. He knew that having a long-distance relationship with Rylee would be challenging at times, but the longer they were together, the more he missed not being able to be with her, to hold and touch her, hell, to just be able to look at her for as long as he wanted, whenever he wanted.
“God, this distance shit sucks.” Rylee suddenly became quiet, and Nick swore softly. He hadn’t meant to speak out loud, but now that he’d said the words, he refused to take them back.
“I can’t help where I live, or what I do for a living, Nick. And I can’t just walk away from either one, no matter how much I’d like to at times.” Nick could hear the hurt in Rylee’s voice through the phone.
“I know, babe. And I’d never ask you to give up either one.” No matter how much he so desperately wanted to at times. “It’s just that I wish we weren’t so far away from you.”
“You were the one who told me that distance wouldn’t be an issue.” Nick grimaced at Rylee’s reminder of his earlier words when they’d first met.
“And it still isn’t an issue. I won’t let it be an issue.” His voice was adamant. “But I also won’t deny that I’d give anything for all of us to be together on a more regular basis.”
“Me, too.” Rylee sounded as frustrated as he felt. “I…I just don’t know what to do about it.”
Nick didn’t have any answers at the moment, either. But, he decided to drop the subject because he didn’t want Rylee to be any more upset than she already sounded.
“Listen” — he tried to keep his voice light — “we’ll talk about it more when we see each other later, okay?”
“Yeah.” She sighed. “I can’t get to Wisconsin fast enough.”
“Are you sure you don’t want Noah and me to visit you in Chicago instead? You’ve been working a lot of hours, angel. I know you have to be tired.” Concern laced his words.
“We can be there by the time you get off work this evening.” “No, I really want to come,” she assured him. “Your place is so much more peaceful than here, and I always feel so relaxed when I’m
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