Chapter 6 #2
He didn’t have to explain. Instead, he went to his knees and kissed her through her tights.
She sucked in a breath and ran her hands through his hair.
And then he worked on her boots, knowing that with her tights on, he wouldn’t be able to do what he wanted to do.
Although, having her tights around her knees as he fucked her from behind might be fun. Later, though.
Right now, he wanted skin to skin.
Right now, he needed skin to skin.
He worked off her boots, and then while looking at her, he slowly rolled down her tights, taking her panties with them in one fluid movement.
Her eyes darkened even more as she looked down at him, running her hands through his hair as he looked up at her.
And then she reached around her back and undid the clasp of her bra.
When she tossed it away, her breasts fell heavily. Her nipples were hard, and Ryan knew they were aching.
It was all he could do not to stand up and put them in his mouth.
But her shaved pussy was right in front of him. He needed to touch her, needed to suck her. He needed everything.
“Ryan? What are you going to do now?”
In answer, he looked up at her and put one hand on her hip.
With the other, he used this thumb to slowly trace her slit.
She sucked in a gasp, and he grinned before using his thumb and forefinger to spread her ever so slightly in front of him.
Her clit was already out of its hood, peeking, swollen, begging for his tongue.
And so he leaned forward and licked her.
“Ryan.” She called out his name, and he couldn’t help move even closer and take more of her into his mouth.
She tasted just as sweet as he imagined, with a little tartness. Perfection.
He sucked on her clit and used his fingers to continue to spread her for him. He lapped at her, sucking, licking, kneading.
And then he used his other hand to slowly trace her lower lips before spearing her with two fingers.
She gasped again and almost fell back on the bed.
Luckily, he moved his hand from her to keep her steady, though he knew her knees were shaking.
His knees were shaking too, but thankfully, he was kneeling.
She put a hand on the edge of the bed and tangled the other in his hair, pulling his face closer to her.
He smiled as he licked and sucked at her. He fucked her with his fingers, loving her little moans and the way her breaths came in short pants.
And then when she came, arching into him, he kept his mouth on her, tasting every single drop of her orgasm.
Before she could pull away, before she could tell him that she wanted him inside her—because that’s exactly what she was going to say, because that’s exactly what he wanted—he pushed at her slightly and then helped her sit on the edge of the bed.
“Ryan?” Her voice was a little groggy, and her eyes were fairly black with lust.
She looked beautiful when she came, and he wanted to see it again.
So he put both of her legs on his shoulders and went back to eating her out.
This time when she came, she fell back, her hands on her breasts as she panted his name.
He licked up her second orgasm and then stood up so he hovered over her.
The fact that she was completely naked and he was fully clothed just made everything hotter. He didn’t know why. But damn if he didn’t want to just lean over and kiss her until she somehow came again by his touch alone.
That wasn’t going to happen, though, not when he was already straining the seams of his jeans.
“I need you inside me.”
He looked down at her and then licked her taste off his lips. “I had a feeling you were going to say that.”
“I would throw a pillow at you, but I’m a little too weak to do it. So if you could just get a condom and get inside me, that would be great.” She paused. “I bought a new box, just in case. They’re in the drawer.”
He leaned over her, her naked body pressed against his clothed one as he kissed her. He knew that she could taste herself on his tongue, and that made him even harder.
“I brought a condom, too. But the fact that you wanted to be safe for both of us? The fact that you thought that this could happen? It just makes me want to keep fucking you. Keep making love to you. Is that okay?”
She looked up at him, tracing her fingertips through his beard.
When she gave him a slight nod, he swallowed hard.
“I bought the new box for you. And for me. I wanted to be safe, and maybe I was putting the cart before the horse, but considering what we’re doing right now, I’m glad I did it.
And I’m glad you brought some. I’m glad you thought of our safety. ”
Maybe if they’d been younger, the idea that they were planning ahead would have been presumptuous, but not now.
Having condoms on any date, just in case, was smart.
It wasn’t saying that you had to have sex, it meant that you wanted to be able to have sex if you wanted to.
And that you weren’t going to make a mistake by going bare on the first date.
Accidental pregnancies and diseases were no joke, and he wasn’t going to risk Abby or himself because they hadn’t been thinking ahead.
He quickly went to the drawer she’d indicated and pulled one out. He had one in his pocket, but for some reason, he wanted to use hers. He’d gone damn insane. And then he pulled out a second condom and put it on the nightstand.
He winked at her. “Just in case.”
“I think I said something about stripping you, but I think…I think I just want to watch you do it.” Suddenly, she had one hand on her pussy, and the other on her breast as she watched him. The fact that she was getting herself off right in front of him?
Hottest. Thing. Ever.
He was very lucky he didn’t come immediately.
He didn’t think he’d ever stripped so fast. He almost choked himself with the buttons on his shirt, but that the idea she didn’t laugh at him and instead continued to touch herself had to count as a win.
“You’re so damn hot,” he said as he rolled the condom over his dick.
“Same to you. Now, really, if you could just get in me. That would be great.”
Ryan grinned and then crawled over her, leaving a soft kiss on each of her breasts, her neck, and then her lips on his way up her body.
“I’ve been thinking about this for probably longer than I should have,” he said, honestly.
“Same.” She searched his eyes, and he gave her a nod.
“Are you ready for me?”
“Yes. But, Ryan? It’s been a while. So go slow.”
He nodded again, having already guessed that. She might’ve gone on a couple of dates, but the way she had talked about them, he knew they hadn’t gone well. He’d be the first person since Max. And that was why it wasn’t just the two of them in the house. And he was okay with that.
He truly was.
He didn’t want her to forget the person she had loved before.
But he also wanted to make this good for her, to make this just about them. At least for the few moments they had.
So he kissed her, placed himself at her entrance, and slowly slid into her.
She tensed below him before melting. She was right, it had been a while for her.
She was tight. Almost impossibly tight. But that was okay.
He slowly worked his way in and out of her as he used one hand on her clit to make it easier for both of them.
The other roamed her body before landing in her hair, helping to keep his mouth on hers as he kissed her.
They made love slowly, softly. Maybe they would go harder next time, and maybe there would be no next time.
He hoped there was, but right then, nothing else mattered.
It was just the two of them, only them. And so, when she came again, he caught her scream with his mouth.
And then he came inside the condom deep inside her, pumping hot and hard. She was his, if only for the moment.
He wiped away the single tear that had fallen down her cheek, and he didn’t feel bad about it.
He didn’t know if he could.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered.
“You’re not so bad yourself. Thank you for tonight,” she whispered.
He grinned.
“I probably shouldn’t have said that while you’re still inside me but thank you.”
He kissed her again and then slowly slid out of her before taking care of the condom.
He found a washrag in her bathroom, got it wet with warm water, and then went to clean her up.
He kept his eyes on her, one hand holding hers, their fingers entangled as he wiped between her legs.
They had used a condom, but he still wanted to make sure she was taken care of.
“You’re pretty great, Ryan. Just saying.”
He kissed her again. “And you’re pretty great, too. Thank you for tonight,” he whispered.
“I think we already said that.”
“Maybe. But I think I’ve lost the ability to make my brain work and actually use words.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” Then she sat up and swung her legs to the edge of the bed. That left him standing between her thighs, so he kissed her again.
“I have to text Adrienne soon and see if I’m going to pick up Julia or if she’s going to drop her off. I know that’s not the sexiest thing to say while we’re both naked. But real life tends to get in the way of things like that.”
He traced her jaw with his fingertip and nodded.
“I understand. Julia’s number one. She should be.
I’m going to kiss you again, and then I’m going to get dressed and leave.
But, Abby? I hope you don’t have any regrets.
Tonight was…tonight was amazing, and not just what we did in this bedroom.
And I’m going to see you at work, and hopefully, I’ll see you again afterwards.
So, tonight? Tonight was great. Tonight was you and me. I enjoyed myself. I hope you did too.”
He hoped he was saying the right things because it wasn’t easy trying to figure out what was the right thing to do and say when it came to the woman in front of him.
She had a life of her own. She was a single mom.
Julia would always come first, and Ryan would never be annoyed with that.
But he also didn’t want to move too fast or make promises that he couldn’t keep.
His brother would likely make sure he wouldn’t be able to keep those promises, after all.
Abby leaned forward and kissed his chest. “Thank you. And I’ll see you at work. And, yes, I think I’d like to see you outside of it, too.”
Then he kissed her again but didn’t say another word.
He didn’t want to ruin the moment with something stupid like asking her if she was really okay.
Because after all, she would have to deal with her feelings regarding the fact that he had been the first person she’d been with since Max.
He didn’t know what to say about that and didn’t want to encroach on her feelings.
He would be there if she wanted to talk about it, even if it might be awkward.
He just really didn’t want to make a mistake. He was good at those.
So he got dressed and watched as she did the same.
And then he kissed her before he left, wondering when he would get to see her again.
Wondering if this had all been a dream.
Because it had been perfect.
And nothing with him was ever perfect.