by Callie Stone
“So, he cheated on you?”
“Well, duh. What else do you think I would have found on his phone to make me break up with him?” I ask exasperated.
“Who the hell knows when it comes to him. I asked because I wanted to make sure I was understanding instead of assuming.”
I nod my head once.
“No wonder he looked so shocked and hauled ass after he gave me the address. He knows I don’t put up with treating women badly and cheating is one of the worst things you can do to a female. If he would have told me that, I probably would have punched him in the face and more than likely went to jail for it. Not just for the fact that he cheated, but the fact that he cheated on you.”
Looking back at Ryan I skim his body quickly. If he would have punched Adam, that boy would have been knocked out for hours. Ryan is almost three times Adam’s size. Adam wouldn’t stand a chance. I let a smile slowly spread on my face at the thought of Adam getting punched.
“For his sake, I hope I don’t see him anytime soon. Not sure how I feel being here knowing he’s been here too.” Ryan rubs his chin in thought.
I stare at him cautiously. “What does one have to do with the other. And I didn’t tell you to show up at my apartment.”
“That’s just schematics. I guess I’ll just have to fuck you all over your apartment until he’s no longer a memory here. I’ll make sure that every spot you look at reminds you of only me.” Ryan smiles smugly like he’s sure that’s a good plan.
“Wow you are really sure of yourself, aren’t you? Don’t you think you’re getting ahead of yourself?” I ask in disbelief shaking my head at him. Some men are just unbelievable but the thought of him doing what he said makes my insides tighten up and my nipples get hard. Oh, shit I’m not wearing a bra. I cross my arms quickly hoping he didn’t notice and I can hide it for now.
“Always sure, baby and definitely not,” he says with a smile while looking right where my arms are crossed.
Shit. I don’t think I hid it fast enough.
“So, what are you doing tonight? Wanna get something to eat?”
“Do you see how I’m dressed? I’m not going anywhere like this and I have no urge to get dressed. This is my day off and I plan on sitting here on my ass and relaxing.”
“Chinese takeout it is. Do you have any preferences before I order?”
I shake my head once to his question as my mind tries to figure out what the hell is going on. This man shows up at my house, tells me he’s going to fuck me all over it and then decides he’s just going to order some food and eat here. I’m not exactly sure how I feel about the whole thing. On one hand, his take control personality is pretty sexy and exciting but at the same time, I’m not used to it and feel like I should stand up and defend myself.
I look up as Ryan puts the phone to his ear and starts ordering Chinese. I don’t hear a single thing he says as I zone out staring at his lips, watching them as they move. The thought of them being on my body, anywhere, makes my nipples harden even more. I know it’s been awhile since I’ve gotten laid, but I really needed to take control of my crazy hormones.
I feel out of my league. He’s too much man for me. Maybe that’s what makes him so attractive. I haven’t been with anyone so manly. I mean, Adam wasn’t that bad, but he was kind of prissy. He took longer to get dressed than I did. Jimmy was more man than Adam and yet Jimmy doesn’t even compare to Ryan. Adam was as good as the men in the romance novels I read but Ryan is ten times better than any man I’ve read in a book.
Ryan hangs up the phone and turns to me. “Are you okay?”
“Huh? What?” I come back to reality.
“You’re staring at me like you wanted to eat me instead of the Chinese I just ordered,” he says with a smug smile.
Oh my god. I have to get my head straight before he thinks he can do what he said earlier. Though I’m not sure if I shouldn’t want him to do that. “I’m fine. Was just lost in thought.”
“And what were you thinking about?” He raises an eyebrow like he already knows.
“Nothing,” I snap. “How long until dinner gets here?”
“About fifteen minutes. Why? You want to go ahead and knock out one of these rooms while we wait?” he asks flashing his megawatt smile as his eyes darken.
“Ha! No, I’m going to the bathroom.” I jump up and rush to my room. I need to calm myself down and put a damn bra on. Fuck, what the hell is wrong with me. I use the bathroom quickly throw on a bra in record time and walk as serenely as possible back into the living room. I pause at the entrance to the room.
Ryan has decided to make himself comfortable. He has pushed the coffee table back some. Removed his button-up shirt leaving him in a t-shirt that hugs every inch of his damn delicious body and has removed his shoes and socks. What the hell? Does he think he’s staying here?
Trying to keep calm I walk back to the couch and sit down. “Rearranging my room now, are we?” I ask wanting to know what the hell he’s doing.
“Nope, just pushed it back so we can sit on the floor and eat. I like eating Chinese like that.
“Oh, okay.” I like eating Chinese that way too, but I wasn’t about to say that out loud to this man. “Do you want plates or forks? Something to drink?” Suddenly I feel the need to move.
“No to the plate or fork unless you need them. A beer would be great, there’s a bag with some on your counter that I brought in with me.” He smiles at me.
Huh, I didn’t hear him put anything in the kitchen after the door closed. But then again, I was kind of freaking out that he was stalking me. “Okay,” I say as I get up and go to the kitchen. I look in the bag and thank goodness, it’s a beer I like to drink, Bud Light. I grab two while putting the rest in the fridge, pop them open and grab a stack of napkins. Walking back out I sit the napkins down and his beer in front of him before taking a long pull from my own. This would help my body calm down. As I sit back down on the couch the doorbell rings. I begin to stand up again and receive a stern look from Ryan.
“What are you doing?” he asks
“Going to answer the door. This is my apartment.” I can’t believe he’s questioning me in my own damn home.
“It’s the food and you are not paying for it.” He stands and walks away.
What the hell am I getting myself into? I hear him mumble with the delivery guy for a minute before he saunters back in with two bags of food. “Are you hungry?” I ask eyeing the bags.
“Always, but not for food,” he gives a pointed stare before continuing. “But Chinese will have to do for now.” He smiles at me.
This man is going to drive me nuts. I don’t know if I can keep up with his intensity.
Ryan sets the bags on the coffee table and starts removing containers. Even though I’m not a real picky eater I still closely watch each container as he opens it and sets it on the table. There isn’t one thing I wouldn’t eat.
I grab a set of chopsticks and break them apart before pulling the plate of pepper steak towards me. This is my favorite. And though I just had pizza not too long ago I can hear my stomach rumble for this delicious food in front of me. And I feel the rest of my body tighten for the delicious man that just sat down next to me.
Ryan gets comfortable with his legs stretched out under the table and starts to dig in. I sit with my legs crossed, his thigh touching my knee. I can feel my whole-body pulse with the simple touch. He starts on Lo Mein before moving to chicken stir-fry. Everything smells so good I try to only focus on the food but find it impossible.
“How is it? I’ve never ordered from this place before,” he asks watching me.
The fact that I am stuffing my face isn’t answer enough? I put a piece of onion in my mouth and feel juice drip on my chin. “It’s really good. I order from here often,” I say as I grab a napkin to wipe my face.
Before I get it to my chin Ryan’s thumb is wiping the drop-off. I pause and meet his gaze. While keeping his eyes on mine he puts his thumb in his mouth
and sucks on it.
Shit, he is killing me. My eyes move down to watch his mouth as he slowly pulls his thumb out and I swear I contract down below. My mouth gapes open as my breaths become shallow. That was hot as hell. I continue to watch his hand as it moves closer to my face again. As he slides it around my head my eyes snap back to his. I watch in a daze as he leans forward and slowly captures my lips. His lips are as soft as they look and the kiss so gentle my eyes slowly flutter closed. Ryan swipes his tongue along the seam of my mouth and I open for him to enter. He sweeps his tongue in once, twice, as he pulls back he lightly sucks on my bottom lip before sitting back. Mouth still hanging open it takes me a minute to open my eyes.
His hand still around my head he meets my gaze. “You’re right, it does taste good.”
Oh wow. That kiss was amazing. My blood is rushing through my veins, my heart is racing and I’m practically panting from a couple second kiss. It was sweet and sensual, not rushed at all. Not thinking about the fact that this could be a really bad idea I slowly get up to my knees and lean over wanting to do that again.
Ryan does not disappoint. He meets me halfway and captures my lips like he did before. This time I need no prompt to open for him and do it automatically. When he sweeps his tongue inside I release a little moan. This seriously has to be the best kiss I’ve ever experienced. No one has been so sensual before, soft but demanding, yet sweet and slow. I reach up and slip my hands into his hair wanting to deepen the kiss, wanting to feel more of him.
Ryan’s hand around my head slips down to my hip while his other hand goes to the other hip and suddenly he is lifting me and placing me on his lap. I have no urge to fight, I want to feel his body against mine. As soon I’m placed on his lap I let out a gasp. I can feel the length of him hard as a rock under me and I can’t hold back as I gyrate on him to get a better feel of him against the sensitive area between my legs. I release another moan into his mouth.
For a split second I question what I’m doing, do I really want to be doing this already?
Ryan’s hands slip down to my ass squeezing roughly as he guides me forward and backward on his lap. I tangle my fingers in his hair as the kiss gets deeper and more desperate. I want to feel him inside of me. Want to feel more of his body, I release his hair and roam over his body with my hands. Starting at his chest I feel his peck muscles through his shirt, I continue down to his six-pack abs before slipping my hands underneath. I feel his muscles tense for a split-second and before I have a chance to move further up, Ryan breaks the kiss, reaches back grabbing his shirt and pulls it over his head, tossing it to the side.
Oh my god. The man is like candy, I just wanted to lick him everywhere, taste every inch of him. I watch my hands as they continue up his stomach back to his pecks. Glancing up I see Ryan watching me. We lock eyes.
“You need to pick right now, here or the bedroom sweetheart,” he whispers, eyes blazing, showing just how turned on he is.
“Bedroom,” I whisper back.
“Wrap your arms around my neck and hold on.”
I do as he says, and he stands up while holding me taking no effort at all. I quickly wrap my legs around him once he’s standing.
“Mmm. The feel of your legs wrapped around me is something I’ve thought about often,” he says as he smiles down at me. “Which door?”
“Last one at the end of the hallway.” I stare up at him a bit nervous about going to bed with him but so turned on I don’t think I could stop myself right now.
Ryan opens the door, surveys the room quickly and makes his way to the bed. “Time to let go now, baby.”
I release him and flop onto the bed releasing a little giggle.
Chapter Fifteen
Iwake up naked with a lot of heat behind me and something heavy hanging over my waist. A smile slips across my face. I can’t believe he stayed here all night. I think back on the night before and how he made me feel. It was amazing. No one has ever made me feel so cherished before, so wanted. It made the whole experience even more exciting if that is even possible.
Ryan stirs behind me; his arm tightens around me and I feel a nice morning surprise press against my ass. “Mmm,” he says as he grinds against my ass instantly turning me on. He slides his hand from my stomach down between my legs. I wiggle my ass against him wanting to feel him inside of me again. “It’s going to have to be quick baby, I have to get up and cook you some breakfast before I go to work,” he whispers in my ear.
“Okay.” Is all I can manage to say at the moment as I grind back into him. Ryan reaches behind him grabbing a condom from the nightstand, rips it open with his teeth and slides it on. Wrapping both arms around me he hugs me tightly against his chest as he enters me from behind. I let out a long moan as I feel every inch of him.
Ryan grabs my left boob in his right hand as his left-hand makes its way between my legs. As he slowly starts to thrust he begins to bite and suck my neck and ear. I am full of sensations and building towards my orgasm fast. I can fill my walls quiver around him.
Ryan picks up speed holding me even tighter against him. His quick breaths in my ear are so erotic I start to lose myself.
“Come on, sweetheart,” he says into my ear.
That’s my undoing. I moan his name as the orgasm takes hold.
“Mmm. That was a perfect way to wake up,” I say completely satisfied.
“I agree.” Ryan kisses me on my neck and shoulder. “What do you want for breakfast?” he asks as he slowly pulls out of me.
“You really don’t have to cook for me. You probably need to get home and get a shower and change of clothes before you go to work,” I say feeling to sedated to move.
“I have a change of clothes at work. I’ll be fine. Now tell me what you want to eat,” he says as he smacks my ass hard.
“Ow,” I yelp as I roll over looking at him like he’s lost his mind. “What the hell are you doing?” I ask in shock.
“Spanking that ass like I said I would.” Ryan smirks at me as he crawls out of bed.
“Yeah let’s not do that again,” I say as I watch his sexy ass walk across the room to the bathroom.
“I will, you’ll just have to deal. Your ass is so sexy and plump. All I want to do is smack it every time I’m around it.” He smiles while walking back out of the bathroom. “Shower or food first?”
“Um. Shower, I need time to wake up before I can eat.” I throw the covers off and stand up.
“Perfect, let’s go.” He turns and saunters back inside the bathroom.
Okay. Guess he’s taking one with me. The smile I already had on my face widens. He’s going to spoil me. I sure hope this wasn’t a one-night thing because this has the potential to ruin me forever. I walk into the bathroom and the water is already running. He holds out his hand to help me step into the tub. He is such the gentleman, well sometimes, that mouth of his can make you wonder.
Getting in behind me, Ryan turns me to face him, plants a sweet kiss on my lips then proceeds to get my hair wet. I stand there and let him do what he wants. Grabbing the shampoo, he starts to massage it into my head making my eyes close. It feels like heaven having him wash my hair. Once he’s done he rinses it out before he gets my sponge, squirts some body wash on it and lathers it up. He starts at my neck and works his way down washing every inch of my body. Even between my legs which makes me feel a little weird.
I decide to return the gesture and wash him. Any reason to rub my hands across his body, I lather my hands and start at his shoulders, making circular motions as I move my hands down his arms, then his chest. I hum to myself as I feel his muscles ripple under my touch. I reach down to wrap my hands around his manhood which is already growing, but he grabs my hands to stop me.
“No time for another round sweetheart, but I’ll make it up to you tonight.” Ryan leans in and gives me a quick kiss.
I look up with a pout causing Ryan to laugh, earning me another quick kiss.
Stepping out of the shower, Ryan wraps a towe
l around his waist before grabbing one for me. “Arms up.” I do as he says, and he wraps the towel around me and tucks it in between my boobs. I give him a small smile as he helps me out of the tub.
Rising on my tip-toes I give him a chastise kiss and say, “Thank you.”
“Any time, baby,” he says with a smirk.
Walking out of the bathroom Ryan smacks my ass again causing me to jump, startled. I turn and give him a glare as I make my way to my closet. I hear his chuckle as he leaves the room. That little shit.
He’s really got a thing for smacking asses, I think to myself while shaking my head. Grabbing my work clothes, I quickly dry off and get dressed. I make my way to the kitchen and see him cooking eggs on the stove. I smile at him as I open the fridge to grab the orange juice to go with breakfast. Grabbing glasses from the cabinet I carry everything to the table and take a seat. I watch him as he moves around my kitchen like he’s done it before.
When he’s finished he brings our plates out and sits right next to me at the table. I look down and see two eggs and hash browns. It looks and smells delicious. I was famished from all the activity since last night. Thinking about that I look toward my living room at the mess that should have been there from dinner and notice everything has been cleaned.
“When did you clean up dinner from last night?” I ask curiously.
“Last night after you passed out from all the sex I gave you,” he says smiling at me.
“Hmm, sneaking around my house?” I ask teasingly, and his eyebrows scrunch up.
“Is that what you think? All because I didn’t want to leave a mess all night?”
“I was joking, seriously. Calm yourself down there crazy.” I laugh at his reaction.
