Family Ties

Chapter 19

How long they sat there in silence, Richie didn't know. It seemed like an eternity but in reality it was probably no more than a few minutes. He didn't want to mess this up. He cared very deeply for the beautiful young girl sitting on his bed. He probably cared more than he wanted to admit. All he knew was, it wouldn't work. Him and Liz, there were so many obstacles, and it wasn't right of him to ask her to alienate not only her brother but possibly her parents a well just because he got a hard on every time she was around.

He sighed , it was more than that and he knew it. It wasn't just the sexual attraction, it was everything about her. All week long he'd watched her interactions with everyone, Beth, her brother, the guys, the road crew, she treated everyone with kindness and respect. She worked as hard as anyone and never complained. After the shows she mingled with fans and groupies alike and never once did he see her roll her eyes or hear her spit out a sharp retort, no matter how intrusive or rude the comment or question thrown her way. She had a simple innocent grace about her, and he knew enough about women to know, that perfect mix of looks and personality was almost impossible to find, especially on the road.

Richie closed the door and crossed to the bed perching himself on the edge, "Hey Lizzie" he took her hand and softly rubbed the palm with his thumb.

She tried to remove her hand from his grasp but he wouldn't allow it. She remained silent, simply challenging him with her eyes. A whole week! He'd barley spoken to her for a whole week and now he wanted to talk? She watched as his eyes darted back and forth, she knew he was trying to choose just the right words. "Lizzie look I'm sorry I just..."

Lizzie took a deep breath and managed to finally pull her hand away from him " No really, I understand, it's ok, " She interupted. "I'm much too young for you and I always will be." she lowered her head and fought back the emotions that were trying to surface. She'd held them in check all week and the last thing she needed right now was to cry in front of him. He already looked at her as a child.

Richie got up and came in front of her kneeling down on his knees so he was eye to eye with her then raised her chin "No Lizzie you don't understand. It's not that at all darlin'. You dont know how bad I wish," he trailed off trying to find the right words to explain himself. "Lizzie, It's not me, it's your family, your brother..."

"Richie,I--" she reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair out of his eyes and she saw the fire burning. He tried to mask it but it was there. The eyes don't lie "Richie, why did you push me away? I mean, I understand what your saying but why couldn't you just talk to me? You always could before!" The hurt shone through in her voice more than it ever could in shed tears.

Her tone was like a knife in his heart, he never meant to make her feel so hurt. It was just so damn complicated! "I--I don't know, I was so confused," He bit on his bottom lip for a moment, " and I never thought in a million years that I--" He stopped again. He had no idea how to say what he was feeling. All week long he'd thought about her. All the years he'd known her, watching her grow from such an adorable little kid into this vision in front of him. She was right, even as a child she'd been one person he could always talk to. He'd shared things with her that he hadn't told anyone and this past week, without her by his side he'd felt empty,alone, incomplete.

"That you what Richie?" she reached out and trailed her fingers across his lips wishing she could just once taste them.

He stilled her hand near his lips and delicately kissed the palm, then the words he'd been holding back all week rushed from his lips, "That I would fall in love with you." he said in a barely audible whisper.


Lizzie sat on the edge of the bed in stunned silence.

That I would fall in love with you.

His words repeated over and over in her head. Of all the things he could say, that was the one thing she never expected to hear.

Richie watched her closely trying to gauge her reactions to his words. She was silent so long he wondered if he'd made the wrong choice in telling her how he felt.

He rose from his kneeling position in front of her and ran a hand thru his hair "Lizzie, say something? Anything." he stood with his hands on his hips. A million thoughts running high speed thru his mind.

The pleading in his voice snapped Lizzie out of her shock and she did the only thing she could think of to do. She slid off the bed and walked to him. She slipping her arms around his waist. She layed her head on the center of his chest and sighed in contentment when she felt the safe cocoon of his arms close around her.

Richie sighed, burrying his face in her soft hair he inhaled her sweet scent. She smelled of vanilla and soap. He loved that about her. So fresh. "Lizzie" He whispered her name softly as he once again raised her chin. Thier eyes met. Her heart nearly stopped beatin. In an instant, the answers to all of her questions were right there in the depths of his desire filled eyes.

"Kiss me Richie." she said softly.

He obediently lowered his lips to hers brushing them tenderly. He heard her sigh as her arms found thier way up around his neck, her body pressing closer to his. His hands slipped into her mane of thick curls, his mouth gently probing her lips with his tongue urging her to open up and allow him to taste the sweetness of her. With a light moan of surrender her lips parted and he was there. Her taste was heaven to him. His mind reeling at the realization, he tightened his grip on her.


He felt her hands glide slowly under his shirt. He was lost to all reason. Her delicate caresses overwelmed his senses and any thought of stopping fled his mind with the innocent inquisitveness of her fingertips against his flesh.

She gasped when he suddenly swept her up in into his arms, carried her the few steps to the bed and gently laid her down joining her there. His kisses started anew as he settled himself above her, his hips laying flush with hers, his gentleness soon gave was to almost unbridled passion. His toungue darted in and out, teasing, coaxing, sucking her into breathless submission.

Lizzie was on fire. She tingled from head to toe. All he'd done was kiss her and her body was ablaze. She loved the feel of his tongue in her mouth. The feel of his skin beneath her hands. She wanted more. She slowly unbuttoned his shirt giving her better access for exploration. She slid the material back and down his arms and he let it fall off the side of the bed to the floor. Her eyes raked over his bare shoulders, so broad, his chest so tan, his stomach, she had an overwhelming urge to lick it. He was magnificent. The urge won out and she bent her head first dropping light kisses on his stomach then slowly tracing her tongue up the center and over to one nipple laving it with her tongue.

He had lost control of the situation. He didn't know how, but now she was in control. He whispered her name in a ragged breath and leaned back submitting himself to her touch. She teased one nipple then the other, sending outrageous sensations thru his whole body before moving up to nibble his neck, her warm breath tickling his ear and sending shivers down his spine.

"God Lizzie, what you do to me girl!" He growled and pulled her over him so she sat straddling his hips. He quickly swiped her shirt up over her head and threw it, caring not where it landed at this point. His hands traveled up her torso and behind her back undoing the clasp on her bra in one deft movement. He had been right. He stared in open admiration when her breasts fell free of her bra, they were perfect. He reached a hand up and gently cupped one breast. They were a perfect fit for the palm of his hand.

His hands were now on both breasts kneeding softly as he flicked her erect nipples with the pads of his thumbs and watched as she threw her head back in pleasure her cheeks flushing and her eyes closed.

He let his hands fall to her sides and moved her off of him laying her once again beneath him sliding one leg between hers. As he bent his head to taste of her breasts he rocked his hips against hers causing her to gasp and curl her leg around his raising herself up to grind against his erection that was blatantly noticable in his now very tight jeans.

He trailed light kisses from her breasts back up to her lips capturing them in a searing kiss that claimed her as his more than any words ever could and let his hand trail down to her pants sliding them and her panties down together, then he finally dared touch her. He ran his hand over the thin covering of curls that hid her most private spot and smiled when she intinctively pressed her already wet pussy firmly against his fingers. He didn't hesitate to give her what she was silently asking for sliding his fingers into her slick folds and rubbing in small cirlces over her swollen clit taking great pleasure in hearing his name come from her lips in a begging whimpers.

His hands were weaving a spell. She couldn't think, couldn't breathe, all she could do was feel. He was torturing her, but what sweet torture it was. Was he feeling what she was feeling? Like no one else existed in the universe but him and her? She was fumbling at the button and zipper of his jean. She could feel his cock straining against the demin and she wanted it freed, she wanted to touch him and make him shiver and whimper like her was doing to her. Her fingers were so clumsy she was shaking with passion and finally whined "God help me!" in sheer frustration.

Richie stilled his hand and peered at her in amusement. " are you having trouble little darlin'?" he grinned a bit as she blushed then kissed her as he undid his jeans and slid them off. He watched her expression at her first glimpse of him nude and smiled knowingly as he saw the emotions flicker acros her face. First curiosity, then amazement and even a little fear. He knew he was a very large man but he was confident he could pleasure her with little to no pain. As long as she trusted him and let him lead, he wouldn't hurt her.

He slowly took her hand in his, sensing her shyness and hesitation and he placed her hand around him then his hand over hers and began to move them both slowly up and down his length.

She watched as he closed his eyes and his breathing became heavy " Oh yes, Lizzie,like that." he breathed in deeply and released her hand.

She gripped him firmly then and slid her hand up and down, up over the head of his cock, then back down to the base, over and over, the more moans that escaped his lips the faster she moved her hand until he growled "I need you now Liz" and gently moved her hands away rolling over bracing himself up and settling the head of his throbbing cock in the soft wet entrance.

She laid her hands on his shoulders and opened her legs for him. She closed her eyes and relaxed her muscles as she felt him nudging his way in very slowly.

She was so wet, so warm and,

Fuck me runnin' I'm gonna come before I even get started she' so tight he groaned silently

He was stretching her, filling her. Her pussy was on fire. For a few seconds as he burst thru her barrier she thought for sure he was going to split her in half and then as fast the pain was there, he started moving, in and out and she felt only ecstasy and she clung to him wrapping her legs around him and gripping his back and shoulders burrying her face in his shoulder a she called out her pleasure.

He felt her shudder and the walls of her pussy clenched his cock making him growl her name and nip at her lips and neck as he forgot to take it slow and pumped harder and faster into her. He bit her neck and slid his hands under her firm tight ass driving deeper, deeper. He felt her fingernails biting into his flesh as she neared the peak once again calling his name over and over as he shook and cried out driving himself full to the hilt and grinding into her as if he wanted to crawl inside as he exploded in an orgasm that left him gasping for breath his heart racing. He slowly came to a full stop collapsing on her, sweat dripping from his brow.

It was many long minutes before either one could even think, let alone speak. Then he heard the sweetest words ever spoken come from her lips.

"I love you Richie"

He raised up a bit to look in her sky blue eyes and smiled softly "I know Lizzie girl, I know" and kissed her tenderly.