by Joey Bush
“I will weigh my options.” I smiled.
Ryder and I walked out of the office. Neither of us said a word. The smile on Ryder’s face said everything. We walked down the steps of Pratt Hall and Ryder grasped my hand.
“Let them read my fucking body language now.” Ryder kissed me passionately on the mouth. “I don’t know what just happened in there, Jenna, but it feels right. I have a second chance at life and I’m going to make it count. I just can’t tolerate being told how to lead my life. Life is too short to waste any more time. What are you doing tonight?”
“I think I’m hanging out with my next door neighbor?”
“Damn right you are. No movies tonight. We have had enough drama in our own lives.”
“Let’s start on the sequel.”
Ryder sat down on a bench.
“Are you tired, Ryder? What’s up?” I asked.
“I just have to get this stupid divot replacer out of my shoe. I had it in here for good luck. I think it worked.” Ryder smiled.
“I still can’t believe you quit your job. You’re definitely moving now, aren’t you?”
“No, I’m not.”
“But how will you pay for everything?”
“I sold a business, Jenna. All that stuff about child support and my mortgage was lies. I was upset because I enjoy teaching, but I realized I could be a golf instructor.”
“You’re rich. That explains a lot.”
“I guess…but I’ll see you tonight, okay? I’m going to stop by my office and pick up my shit. Drive safe.” Ryder kissed me.
****
I floated back to my car to find Max leaning against my vehicle.
“What the hell are you doing here?”
“I called your mom and she told me where you’d be. How’d things go with the Mean Dean?” Max asked with a smile.
“I’m no longer expelled and Ryder got his job back—but he quit. You don’t look surprised, Max. Did you have something to do with this? What, Max? What the hell did you have to do with this? You can’t keep a secret from me of all people.” I punched Max on the arm.
“Ouch. That hurt. I let the dean know that the three bitches from class were a bunch of cackling jealous hens. Valerie couldn’t have me and she knew we were close friends. She thought she would get to me by hurting you. I also told the board that there was nothing salacious going on between you and Ryder. As your BFF, hope Sayler doesn’t mind sharing the title, I would know. Kelly and I felt compelled to do something.”
“Wow, you can share the title of BFF with Sayler. I can’t believe you did that for me. I will have to give a big thanks to Kelly. Wait a minute—since when have you and Kelly become friends? Max, am I missing something here?” I asked.
“Duh, you have been so busy with lover boy that you haven’t even noticed that Kelly from Kansas and I have been hooking up. We are both applying to the foreign exchange program. It worked out great. It has been going on for months.”
“You rat. Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Like you and Ryder, we kinda liked the secretive thing.”
“Did you have something to do with Kelly getting rid of her dog breath? I was dropping hints like crazy and nothing worked. What’d you do?
“I simply said, Kelly, your breath stinks. No biggie.”
I gave Max a big bear hug.
“Kelly is a lucky girl.”
“I know, Jenna. I think you and Ryder have some celebrating to do.”
“I’ll see ya later, Max. You’re right, we do have something planned.” I winked and drove back to Lewis Ave.
Chapter Ten
I skipped the knocker and walked into Ryder’s home. It was dark except for candles that he had placed everywhere. He was wearing a pair of loose black sweats and a grey t-shirt. He had poured us champagne and there was a plate of fresh shrimp on the table. A cup with toothpicks sat next to the seafood.
“You thought of everything,” I said.
“I wanted it to be perfect, like you. From the moment, you stabbed me with that toothpick at the club, I was a goner. I didn’t care how old you were or if I was your professor. I just knew I had to have you.”
Ryder fell to his knees. He started by removing my black strappy sandals and kissing my red toes. I purred in ecstasy, as I knew where he was going. His hands guided his mouth up my inner legs to my thighs. He took the time to nibble as he made his way to my warm pussy.
Ryder gently laid me down on the dining room floor. With a single pull of my skirt’s sash he removed it. Every move was slow and deliberate. He placed his muscular tongue inside of me. He poked and prodded with his lips and tongue as he covered every inch of space. I started secreting juices all over his mouth, which he lapped up in pleasure. To him, it was nectar. He reached my clitoris and he rubbed hard and fast. I nearly peaked and he slowed down. He repeatedly pushed me to the edge of climax until, finally, I screamed in pleasure.
“Bedroom?”
I didn’t need words; I led him to the bedroom and pulled off his pants. We were both naked, finally. I pushed Ryder down on the bed and pushed his hands back. I saw the tie he had worn earlier sitting by the bed. I glanced back at him.
“Yes.”
Ryder put his hands against the headboard and I tightly secure his hands. I kissed his mouth and tickled him lightly on the balls. He grew hard in anticipation for my mouth on his cock. I made it down below his waist and licked around his groin finally placing my mouth around his penis. I sucked hard and slowly moved my head up and down. His groaning turned to screaming. He was unable to move his arms, so he started gyrating uncontrollably. Finally, he came all over me. I rubbed his juices down my neck and around my nipples. He was still unable to move his hands – we spoke with our eyes.
I untied Ryder’s hands.
“You’re amazing.”
We fell asleep, but woke up an hour later. I was on top as he penetrated me. Our bodies rising like one. It was a perfect lovers’ fit. Our naked bodies slapped together, making music that suited both our styles. We rose and fell together until the next morning when the sun shined through his windows.
We were entwined in each other’s bodies. Neither of us were making an effort to get up.
“Forget the lake and everything else. I feel alive right now. You are my life, Jenna Walsh.”
I smiled at Ryder. All he had left to say were the words I had waited to hear.
“I love you, Jenna.”
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This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.
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