Chapter Thirty-Nine

Hi everyone,

Alright, so I just wanted to let you all know that I've started a one shots blog. I've only one posting there right now but I do plan to put more up (I've gone a ton written all ready) and I eventually want to write some one shots about other guys on the team. I don't have any quite yet but if and when I do I'll let you all know.

Until then, enjoy chapter thirty-nine.

Please comment and thank you so much for reading!

-Sam. =)

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Coasting Down Memory Lane;
Chapter Thirty-Nine


She stared out the window as Sidney drove them both back to his house. Riley loved Nova Scotia because it always reminded her a little bit of back home. Everything seems so serene, she mused as she watched children play outside their houses. The sun was out shining and the people were enjoying it. This was what Sidney needed. This was what she needed.

They pulled up to Sidney’s house a few minutes later and it was everything she’d expected it to be. It was secluded but not in the middle of nowhere. It was on the water, which she imagined was somewhere he spent most of his time. Even though it was a fairly large house, Riley loved it immediately.

Sidney pulled into the driveway and couldn’t have looked any more relaxed. He shut the car off and quickly walked around to open the door for Riley. The second she stepped out of the car she wrapped her arms around him in a hug.

“What was that for?” He asked with a laugh.

“I don’t know. I just felt like it.” She smiled. “I am so excited to be here. To spend the entire summer with you.”

“I feel the same way, darling. Come on,” he said taking her hand. “I have to give you a tour.”

The house used mostly an open-concept. Riley thought that it made the house seem even bigger. Most, if not all, the walls were painted in very neutral colours – something different for Riley. But, she thought, it suited him. The furniture was also very contemporary. Nothing really stood out.

That was until he showed her the den or living room area. Everything in there was top of the line. The entertainment system was probably better than the stuff at Sports Guide. She imagined that this was where he spent a lot of time.

The kitchen blew her away. So much stuff, she mused, for a guy who couldn’t cook. Everything there had to be really expensive. The countertops were dark granite that had Riley standing over, admiring it for an entire minute.

“Whoa,” she said under her breath, but he heard her.

“I still have to show you the bedroom,” he whispered in her ear.

“The bed isn’t made out of gold or something, is it?” Riley asked as they walked down a long carpeted hallway, hand in hand.

He laughed, that rich sound she loved to hear. “No, love, it isn’t made out of gold. I imagine that wouldn’t be very comfortable.”

The room was massive, she thought instantly. Seriously huge, the furniture looked very soft and very tempting. There was a large plasma TV hung on the wall and several chairs and couches surrounding it. Then she saw the bed.

“Sweet Jesus,” she muttered as she walked towards it. Then blew out a breath, “Bet it’s comfy, eh?”

“Oh, you bet.”

“Looks like you could sink right in to and never resurface.”

He lifted her onto it as she gaped at the large white bed. He then climbed on top of her. “Why don’t we try it out?” He kissed her lips softly. The deepening the kiss, he ran his hands up and down her sides. “You know, like break it in and all.”

“Uh-huh. I see how you roll, Crosby.”

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to.” He backed away from her. His eyes were… innocent.

She snorted. “I never said that I didn’t like how you roll.” She reached out and dragged his mouth back onto hers.

Mouths ravaged, touches lingered, and pulses raced. They rolled playfully on the big bed as the birds sang outside. Nature could no longer be heard as their breathing hitched, then raced, as their moans got louder, as the sounds of skin against skin became faster and faster.

Clothes were shed quickly without any objections. Demands were made.

Riley was seeing stars as Sidney continued to increase the pleasure. Her breath backed up in her lungs as she tried to speak. He was hovering over her, watching her. She watched his face as her heart pounded in her chest. Then his mouth got to work and she lost every ounce of control.

He watched her muscles tighten then go lax. Then started it up all over again. He enjoyed driving her up and over the edge. His vision, too, was blurring as he slid into her. She tightened around him and he almost exploded.

As he drew her up to the point of madness again, he said her name. Then went over the edge with her.

They lay together in a sweaty heap of skin on the big bed. She sighed as she curled up in his arms. He wrapped one arm around her and rested his head on hers.

“So, I love this place.” Riley said with a smile as she closed her eyes and drifted off into sleep.