by Maren Lee
“I’d like you to push it deep inside of me right now,” she replied, in the sultry voice that always got her exactly what she wanted from Ryan. She hadn’t forgotten it.
“Katie. Fuck.” He growled. “One more time: we don’t have to do anything. Swear to god, honey. We can just lay here and talk if you want.”
“I want you, Ryan. So mu--”
He covered her mouth with his. His tongue parted her lips and met hers with an urgency she’d never felt from him before. The kiss went deep. Hard. She didn’t realize how badly she’d needed the connection from him until this moment when her body ached for more. Her physical impulses were taking over every bit of logic she had. She could feel his dick growing. Hardening. Pressed against her, it felt like he was taunting her.
She wanted it.
Ryan moved on top of her. God. She loved his chest.
I need to get my fucking clothes off.
As if reading her thoughts, he slid off the end of the bed, grabbed her legs and pulled her to the edge of the mattress.
Katie went to unbutton her jeans, but Ryan grabbed her hand, stopping her.
“Let me.” He unbuttoned the tab on her Silvers and slid the zipper down.
“So fucking gorgeous. I feel like this is a dream.” He kissed her waistline softly as he pulled her jeans down her legs. “I can’t believe it. Fuck, I’m the luckiest man alive right now.”
Must. Get. Naked. Now.
She moved to pull her top off and he again held her still. Ryan slid his hands under her back letting his thumbs slip beneath the hem of her shirt, his hands moving up her body slowly, as he pulled her top over her head.
His eyes became wild and hungry as he looked at her. Katie felt powerful lying there before him in only her underwear. He slipped his shorts off of his hips, his length bouncing against his abdomen. Katie’s mouth filled with saliva. She didn’t want to think about Brian lying here in Ryan’s bed, but if she were comparing dick size? It was no contest. Ryan would win every time. Every. Time.
He pulled her up the bed and crawled over her, kissing his way up her body starting at her navel and moving between her soft breasts. He leaned into her letting his cock press between her thighs. God, she wanted him inside of her bare again. But she couldn’t be sure that Brian didn’t cheat on her. She wouldn’t put Ryan at that risk.
“Ry, condom,” she breathed out as the thick head of his dick rubbed on her clit.
He pulled his head up from kissing between her breasts, looking into her eyes, searching for an answer she didn’t want to give. Thankfully he didn’t ask the question, he just nodded and reached for the drawer on the nightstand, pulled it open and grabbed a condom from the drawer. He moved the package to his mouth and tore it open with his teeth spitting the top of the wrapper on the floor. Ryan looked her in the eyes as he moved his hand down before grasping the head and sliding the condom down his shaft.
“Thank god I still have condoms,” he smirked. Releasing his member he moved both hands beside her, then slipping them behind her back and unfastening her bra, freeing her for his touch.
“You really haven’t been with anyone else?” she asked. Curious. He’d said it before and completely startled her. But she hadn’t fully processed what he said.
He shook his head. “Couldn’t. Didn’t feel right.”
Katie sighed. “I wish I hadn’t been with anyone else.”
“Shhhhhh. It’s okay. I don’t like that you were with him, but I’ll never hold it against you. Fair warning, though: it’s been a long time for me. This might be quick.”
Katie didn’t care. She just wanted him inside of her. “I don’t care. I just want you.”
Ryan latched onto her left nipple, sucking it and pulling it to an even harder point. It was almost painful. He moved to the right to do the same. He grabbed a handful of her breasts with each of his hands and pushed them together.
“So fucking beautiful.” He licked and sucked each tip once more and then moved his hands down her torso to her waist, pulling her underwear off. He slid her back to the middle of the bed.
“Those panties were damp. You ready for me, Katie?” He moved in between her legs, spreading them apart with his hands on her knees, then grabbed two pillows and put them beneath her lower back.
He remembered. Katie always had mind blowing orgasms with her hips angled. She looked him in the eyes and nodded. “I’m so ready. Fill my pussy up, Ryan. I need to be fucked.”
Ryan raised his eyebrows. “Yeah? You gonna take all my dick?”
“I’m gonna take it all and scratch your back up while I do it,” she countered.
“Jesus Christ, Katie. You’re so fucking perfect.”
He positioned the head of his cock between her thighs then slowly slid in, his eyes never once leaving hers.
Katie moaned with pleasure.
“So. Fucking. Tight.” Ryan hissed. “Shit, baby.”
Ryan pushed into her and grunted when he bottomed out inside of her. He pulled out slowly and thrust in again.
Holy shit.
On each thrust he picked up the pace. She could feel him slamming the head of his cock into her g-spot, over and over again. Fuck, it felt good. She could feel her orgasm building one thrust at a time. It had been so long since she’d felt like this. She wasn’t going to last long.
He leaned down and put his mouth on her right breast, sucking the tip into his mouth while grabbing her left nipple and pinching softly. A tiny sting of pain shot through her body. It felt like he’d set her on fire.
“Holy fuck!” Katie cried out.
He moved his hips harder, faster, moving his mouth to her left breast and pinching the right. The sounds of his body slapping against hers was getting her close.
“Right there. Right fucking there.” She ran her nails down his back, fulfilling her earlier promise to him.
“Oh fuck.” He hissed. “Get that tight little pussy to come for me, baby. Come all over my cock, dirty girl.”
Shit. She loved it when he talked dirty. She was going to explode. The relentless pulse of his hard shaft slamming into her as he tweaked and sucked on her breasts had her reaching her tipping point.
“Fuck!” Katie shouted, “I’m coming!” She clenched her eyes shut as she convulsed around his cock.
“Thank god,” he grunted. Ryan slammed into her once, twice, three times and buried himself deep inside her. She felt the throbbing of his cock and his release as she continued to spasm around him.
He groaned as he let out the last few spurts of come.
She was in heaven. Her body was tingling from head to toe. It was pure bliss. She knew their connection was nothing short of extraordinary. Every time with Ryan had been like this. He’d always left her body sated and her mind blown. Maybe she should have felt guilty for moving on so quickly. But she didn’t. Fuck guilt.
Ryan took care of the condom and crawled back into bed. He wrapped his arms around her and Katie felt safe. Loved. Loved? Holy shit.
“Let’s get a few more hours of shuteye, babe,” he said. Katie snuggled into him in response.
She wasn’t letting go of Ryan again. Ever.
➰
Ryan woke up to his phone ringing. Sunlight was shining through his bedroom window onto his beautiful woman. My woman. Finally.
He grabbed his phone. It was Sierra. Fuck. Ryan had completely forgotten about Gwen after he sent the text.
You know if you ignore Sierra, she’ll just come over.
Ryan slipped out of bed, picked his shorts up off the floor, and tiptoed to the living room. He cringed and swiped, holding the phone a few inches away from his ear.
“Hello,” he said, his face wincing in preparation for Sierra’s fist to punch him in the face through the speaker.
“Don’t act casual, Blakesly. You have one minute to explain yourself,” Sierra snapped.
Okay, you got this.
“Fuck, Sierra. I’m s
o sorry. I had a friend call me with an emergency and it was kind of freaky, so I didn’t remember to text Gwen until late last night.”
One hundred percent the truth. Please don’t ask for any more details than that, Sierra.
“You fucking asshole, Ryan. She sat and waited at Walkers for two hours by herself!”
Dammit. “I’m really sorry, Sierra.”
“You better make it up to me, asshole.”
“I will, I swear.”
“Okay, if she’ll give you another chance, are you willing to go out with her next weekend?”
Oh shit.
“Uh…here’s the thing, Sierra.”
“Tread lightly here, Ryan. If you tell me the friend who had an emergency last night is laying in your bed right now, I’m gonna murder you.”
Jesus, the woman is a psychic.
Ryan laughed. “What? No. That’s not it at all. But after thinking on it all night, I’m not sure I’m ready right now,” he lied. He was totally ready for Katie. He’d never be ready for a Sierra Ramey fix-up.
“Mmmmmhmmmmm. We’ll see about that. Later.” Sierra hung up before Ryan could even get in another word. Ryan pulled his shorts on and tossed his phone on the couch.
Whatever.
“Who was that?” Katie peeked out the bedroom door.
Shit. Ryan didn’t want to start this relationship off on the wrong foot. Truth. Tell her the truth.
“It was Sierra. I had agreed to go out with her friend last night. That’s why I was so close to your house. I was already on my way to Billings.” He hung his head.
“Oh.”
“Yeah, so I stood her up to come to you and Sierra is pissed and I can’t exactly tell her why I didn’t show up, because we haven’t talked about how we want to tell people about us yet.”
Katie smirked. “We have a lot to figure out, don’t we?” She walked toward him wearing his red shirt from last night. It grazed the top of her thighs, her legs much too long to use his shirt as a dress. Ryan felt his cock stirring again.
“Just a few things.” He shrugged.
Katie walked toward him slowly, one foot placed methodically in front of the other. Her bare feet with bright red toenails taunting him. “So…you were going on a date?”
Here we go.
Ryan stepped toward her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Katie was tall, but she still looked up to Ryan. Especially in her bare feet. “You were telling me to let you go, babe.”
“I know. I’m not mad. But I am kinda glad I interrupted you on your way there. The thought of you with another woman makes my blood boil. Which is interesting because I’m not generally a jealous person.” She tipped her head to the side.
Ryan smiled. “Yeah? I was actually trying to make you jealous. Good to know my plan might have worked.”
“Mmmmhmmmm.” She placed a kiss on the right side of his jaw. “But don’t let it happen again.”
“You don’t have to worry about that,” he replied as he lifted her up. She wrapped her long legs around his waist and he walked then over to the couch and sat down. “So let’s talk. Let’s figure things out.” She leaned down and kissed his neck.
Fuck.
“Yeah, we probably should talk.” She licked up to his earlobe.
“We definitely should,” he groaned.
“I’m not wearing any underwear, though. I should probably put underwear on before we talk.”
Holy…
“Oh, let’s not do anything too rash, honey,” he replied as he snaked his fingers under the hem of the shirt she was wearing and dipped his fingers between her legs. He rubbed her clit, stroked her folds, and then pushed two fingers into her pussy. Katie moaned her approval. “Gonna fuck you again, babe. But I need a condom and they’re unfortunately all in my bedroom. So. Couch or bed?”
Katie’s eyes twinkled. “Couch. I wanna ride your cock.”
Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
He picked her up and set her down on the couch quickly as he bolted for his bedroom, grabbing a condom. He couldn’t wait to go bare in her again again, but he figured that would require a couple of STD tests. He could wait. Shit they had a long list of things to figure out. But he needed to fuck her again first.
He ran back out and dropped his shorts, his dick already so hard it hurt. Katie stood up and pushed him down on the couch, straddling him as he rolled the condom down his length. She unbuttoned a few of the buttons on her shirt (his shirt), her breasts peeking out of the now much larger opening.
“Mmmmm, bring those tits to my mouth.”
Katie leaned forward, her breasts spilling out of the shirt, as she lowered down onto his cock. They moaned in unison. Fuck. Every time with her felt like the first. Ryan sucked her right nipple into his mouth as she rose up on him, his dick completely leaving her pussy. She plunged back down.
“I love your cock,” she groaned. “Fuck, I missed it so much. You fill me so good.”
Fuck yes, I do.
“God damn, this pussy is wet.” Ryan moved his hands down her back, under the hem of her shirt, and cupped her ass. He helped her ride him, as he thrust up inside her. She felt so damn good. Her ass slammed down and hit his quads and he felt that familiar tingle from his spine to the base of his dick.
Oh no. Not yet.
Ryan didn’t want it to be over yet, so he grabbed her waist and held her still.
“What’s wrong?” Katie asked, out of breath.
“Just give me a second, babe. Hold still so I don’t shoot my load yet.”
“Spank my ass,” she ordered.
Ryan didn’t have to be told twice. Whack!
Katie groaned.
“Mmmmm, you still like that. Fuck.” Whack! He smacked her ass again.
“I need to move, Ryan,” she cried.
Whack! He pulled his cock out and then thrust deep. “Like that?” he asked.
“God yes.” She rose back up and pushed herself back down. He smacked her again and she moaned. “You feel so good. I tried to forget, but I couldn’t,” she said quietly, staring into his eyes.
“I could never forget you. I thought of you every night,” he replied as he pushed up inside of her delicious pussy again.
A tear escaped her eye and dripped down her cheek. Ryan leaned in and kissed it away as he continued to thrust. She continued to bounce up on down on his dick, in time with his rhythm. He pulled back and looked at her. Drank in this moment. The beautiful creature riding his cock, her breasts bouncing, her eyes bright, on a mission to find her release. God, she was gorgeous.
“Fuck, I’m close.”
“Yessssss. Give it to me baby. Squeeze my dick.” He felt her spasming around him. It was all he needed. He wished he could have given her another orgasm before he lost it, but he was actually impressed with himself that he made it this far. He wrapped his arms around her and shot his load into the condom, convulsing with her.
“Shit.” Katie sighed. “That was good.”
“It was phenomenal. Let me take care of this condom and we’ll talk.”
She raised up slowly off of his dick and flopped down on the couch next to him.
When Ryan returned from the bathroom, she was lying lengthwise on the couch, her head resting on a throw pillow propped up on the arm. The shirt she’d been wearing was still unbuttoned. She looked relaxed and happy. Ryan was glad he could give her that.
“Priority number one,” Ryan said as he lifted her feet, sat down, and set her feet in his lap. “I want to do away with condoms. How do we get there?”
Katie laughed. “That’s priority number one? My first priority is getting my shit out of Brian’s house and finding a new place.”
Ryan smiled. “I mean, of course, that’s priority number one. But this one is fresh on my mind. I’ll go get tested, but I promise I haven’t been with anyone since you.”
Katie frowned. “I trust you. But I need to get tested. I can’t be certain if
Brian cheated on me. I don’t want to put you at risk.”
“Birth control?” Ryan asked, slightly wary, since he knew kids were on her list of things to talk about.
“I still have my IUD. We’re still good for a few years.” She winked.
“Okay, now that priority number two is figured out. Priority number one. When can we go get your shit from Dr. Dirtbag?”
