Chapter 7
Siena
W hen the car pulled up in front of Ryan’s apartment, I took a deep breath to steady myself. As much as I wanted to be with him, I knew it wasn’t real and had to keep reminding myself of that. Sure, Ryan was attracted to me and had made that fact clear, but this weekend meant nothing more to him than getting under Tony’s skin.
At least, that’s what I assumed until I saw the effort he made to make the evening special. I had expected to go right to his room and start fucking like rabbits, but it appeared he had other plans. Plans I never imagined him capable of. The hunger in his eyes only intensified as we sat in his kitchen, drinking wine while we waited for dinner.
As he was turning on the oven, I had taken the opportunity to discreetly glance around the room. That’s when I noticed the takeout boxes stuffed into a slightly open cupboard and decided to play with him a bit. That dirty fucker thought he could fool me and take the credit for the meal. As sweet and charming as it was, I didn’t plan to let him get away with it. During dinner, I asked him about how he made certain things, and it took all that I had to keep from bursting into laughter as he fumbled for answers. Did he really think he could pull off the lie?
When I couldn’t take it anymore, I pulled out my ace and asked him directly if he’d ordered in. The way his shoulders slumped as he admitted the truth was endearing, and only made me want him more. Conversation didn’t last long after that, and before I knew it, Ryan’s lips were locked with mine in a kiss that had me weak in the knees. Damn that man knew what he was doing. My entire body was on fire for him, and I felt like I was going to spontaneously combust as he led me toward his room.
He stopped in front of a closed door, and when he did, I glanced up at his hungry eyes. “Time for the main event?” I giggled, licking my lips in anticipation.
“God, I fucking hope so,” he moaned, staring at the tops of my breasts hungrily. His look alone made me feel like I held all the power, and I planned to use that fully to my advantage.
"Are we going in, or are we just going to stand out here all night?" I asked when he continued to stare at me, his eyes raking up and down my entire body, drinking me in.
My words seemed to pull him from his trance, and his gaze finally met mine. "After you," he said with a smirk, pushing the door inward.
Glancing around the room, my heart skipped a beat. It was covered in fresh roses and lit only by hundreds of tiny tea light candles. "Oh my! You’ve really gone all out in the romance department," I giggled, trying to mask how excited that made me.
“I um...wanted this weekend to be special,” he admitted with a sheepish grin. “And I wanted to impress you. Is it working?” His cocky smile had returned, and he closed the distance between us, pulling me flush against his chest.
Our eyes locked in the somewhat dim light, and I had to swallow hard before answering him. “It might be, but I thought this weekend was supposed to be all about the sex.” I ran my nails down his chest seductively before leaning in to whisper in his ear. “Don’t you want to fuck me, Ryan?”
He stepped back slightly and adjusted himself, licking his lips. “Oh, baby, all I’ve been dreaming about these last two years is how much I want to sink my cock in that sweet pussy of yours. But first, I do believe you owe me a strip tease.” He winked at me and then pulled a chair out from the desk and placed it in the center of the room. He then walked over to a sound system and pushed a few buttons.
Within moments, the room was filled with a very familiar song, and the implications of it made my breath hitch. As he took a seat in the chair, I quickly recovered. “Interesting choice of song, Ryan,” I commented as I seductively strutted toward him. “Is there any particular reason you’ve chosen The Temptations ?”
He swallowed hard as his eyes watched my hands roam my body, starting with my hips and moving to cup my breasts. “Fuck! I um...fuck, Siena, I know it’s not forever, but for this weekend, at least, you’re my girl.”
Not for the first time, I wondered what things would have been like if Ryan had asked me out before Tony. Would I have even said yes? After what I had seen in the alley, I wasn’t sure I would have. I had to shake my head to push those thoughts away, though, because the last thing I wanted to do was spoil the moment.
I slowly reached for the buttons of my dress, undoing each one with deliberation as I swayed my hips mere inches from Ryan’s face. He didn’t know where to look, and his eyes roamed up and down my body, pausing at my hands every few seconds as he licked his lips. I knew if he’d had his way, I would have already been naked. I wanted to enjoy this moment, though, and the feeling of control that came with it.
Once all five buttons were undone, I shimmied my hips and turned in a half circle so my back was to Ryan. Meeting his eyes over my shoulder, I slowly and seductively slid the tight material over my shoulders and down my arms, revealing the back of the black corset I was wearing underneath.
“Oh fucking hell,” he muttered, trying to discretely adjust his pants as if that would hide his very obvious erection.
Swaying to the beat of the music, I turned back around, revealing to him for the first time the front of my lace, see-thru corset. The dress had pooled around my waist, and my already hard nipples had tightened even more when met with the cool air of the room.
I could feel the moisture gathering between my legs, and my stomach churned at the hungry look in Ryan’s eyes as he stared at my lace-covered tits. He groaned when my hands came up to cup them again, and I could have sworn that he tightened his grip on the armrests of the chair as if he was holding himself in place.
After turning around again, I slowly ran my hands from my ass to my hips. Tucking my thumbs into the material of my dress, I worked it down my body inch by inch, revealing my bare ass and stocking covered legs. Ryan was mesmerized as he watched me, and I don’t think he could have looked away even if he’d wanted to.
"Sweet motherfucking hell. You really are one hot piece of ass, Trixie," he groaned, rubbing his erection through his pants.
"It's Siena," I giggled, leaning down to unbuckle my shoes. I knew I was giving him a full view of my pussy by doing so, and that knowledge had a fresh wave of arousal flowing from me.
"Leave them on," he groaned, and it took me a second to realize he meant my stilettos.
"I take it you like my shoes?" I purred, turning to face him.
Still rubbing himself, he replied, "There’s a lot I like about you."
I don’t know why that shocked me, but it did. "Oh, really?" I asked seductively as I stalked toward him. When I was right in front of him, I stopped. "Like what?" His eyes locked on my pussy, which was level with his face, and I knew it wouldn't take much for him to grab my ass and shove his tongue between my folds until I was screaming his name.
My breath hitched and I groaned slightly when he took his fingertips and slowly traced from just below my breasts, over the material of my corset, and down to my belly button, which was barely visible below my black bodice.
"I love your curves," he whispered after a moment, tracing his fingertips down my hips. "God, I love the feel of your skin. It’s so fucking soft." His breathing became heavier as his hands trailed around behind me. "And I’m a huge fan of this."
I couldn’t contain my giggle as he pulled me closer to him, grabbing my ass so firmly that his lips made contact with the bare skin of my stomach. He skimmed my belly button lightly with his lips, causing goosebumps to erupt all over my body.
"Oh...Ryan," I moaned, my hands falling into his hair and tugging it to hold him to me.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this to you, Trixie," he said against my skin, right above my bare mound.
"Siena...fuck!” I panted as he ran his nose against my pussy. “Please! Call me Siena." I was so aroused that I could feel wetness dripping down my inner thighs.
"Siena," he chuckled, earning another moan from me as he breathed against my wet sex. I needed to regain control of the situation and fast, because as much as I wanted to just spread my legs and let him fuck me, I wanted to draw it out and make the night last.
Pulling myself together somewhat, I groaned. "You're still clothed, which hardly seems fair." I stepped back slightly, dropping to my knees in front of him. “You see most of my body every night at the club, but I have yet to see yours,” I said as I reached for the buckle of his belt.
"Are you trying to get me naked, Siena?" he asked hungrily.
"Isn’t that the point of this weekend?" I giggled as I rose to my feet after undoing his belt. "Stand up. I want to undress you." My eyes were glued to his as he stood, placing his hands on my hips for a moment before dropping them. The look of pure lust in his eyes made me feel all tingly as I reached up to run my hands over his chest before unbuttoning his dress shirt.
Once all the buttons were open, I ran my hands back up his defined torso and pushed the material off his shoulders, hiding my grin as he shuddered at my touch.
"God, Ryan, you have such an amazing body," I moaned, dropping his shirt to the floor. "Better than I ever imagined." My eyes roamed his naked skin as I ran my hands over his firm pecs and ripped abdomen.
With a sad smile, he reached for my hands and stopped my exploration. "You don't have to pretend, Siena. I know you’ve never been interested in me this way."
Shocked, I met his eyes and stared into them. “I’m not pretending,” I whispered as I reached for the button on his slacks. “Ryan, I’ve been attracted to you from the moment I met you, I was just really good at hiding it. I knew if I didn’t, I would probably end up face down in the water at the docks.”
His eyes searched mine intently for a moment before he gasped. "You're fucking serious!"
I was probably taking it too far by admitting my true feelings, but I didn’t want to hide anymore. Not from him. "Let me show you just how much I want you, Ryan." I bit my lip as I unbuttoned his pants and then slid them and his boxers in one swift motion. With them pooled around his feet, it was easy enough to push him back down into the chair behind him.
Once he was sitting, I let my eyes travel down his body and I had to clench my legs together when I saw his amazing cock for the first time. I dropped to my knees and crawled toward him, licking my lips in anticipation of having his incredible length in my mouth.
Directly in front of him now, I reached up and wrapped my fingers around his erection, pulling it toward me and running my tongue from his balls to his tip. When the salty liquid that had beaded at the top hit my tastebuds, I groaned.
Hungry for more, my left hand went up and began to massage his balls as I licked and swirled my tongue up and down his length. After a few minutes, I dropped my jaw and took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could, swallowing around him and moaning. I had dreamed of this moment for two years, and now that it was happening, I didn’t want it to end.
"Fuck...shit...God, Siena!" he groaned as I continued to suck him off, hollowing out my cheeks and humming around his length. When my teeth grazed his shaft, he growled, and the noise went straight to my core. I knew he was close to cumming, so I sucked harder, bobbing up and down his length as I took him in further each time. His balls tightened in my hand, but before I was rewarded with the taste of his cum, he groaned and pushed me off of him.
Completely baffled, I sat back on my feet and stared up at him, wondering what I’d done wrong and why he’d stopped me. I didn’t have to wait long for an answer.