LIV
He twirls me around the dance floor, my body an extension of his, like we’ve danced together our whole lives. I squeal as he spins me, our moves complimenting one another. I’ve never had so much fun dancing in my life and I never imagined he’d be so good at it.
The song ends, but he doesn’t let me out of his arms. He pulls me close, as a slow song comes on and my breath catches at the feel of his thick arms moving to surround me. I slowly exhale, trying to calm my racing heart, while butterflies take flight in my stomach. I’ve waited to be wrapped in his arms since the day we met.
Ryan brings my hand up to his chest and kisses my knuckles, holding it there and caressing my fingers with his thumb. I lean my head against him and he rests his bearded chin on my hair.
With his other arm banded around me, we sway with the music. I could breathe him in all night. The arousing smell of his cologne and faint trace of soap, make me want to burrow my face into his warm skin. His head moves as I lightly nuzzle his solid chest, and his lips graze my temple. My hands tighten. One of them gripping his shirt, and the other holding his callused fingers.
I tune out the music, focusing instead on the steady beat of his heart under my ear, and his body as it cradles mine, making it hard to tell how long we hold one another as song after song plays in the background.
When we finally move apart, with his hand still enfolding mine, he kisses the inside of my wrist, studying my face with smoldering hazel eyes. Neither of us speaking a word, we hold hands, and he leads me from the dance floor toward the exit.
∞ ∞ ∞
Sitting in the cab of his Chevy, we’re turned facing one another, our heads leaning on the head rests. Hands on the center console, our fingers dance around one another’s, caressing in feather light touches.
“You’re beautiful,” he tells me softly, raising his thumb to sweep across my lower lip.
“I was heartbroken when I thought you were married,” I admit.
“I could see it in your eyes, and I knew you misunderstood, but you left before I could say anything.”
We lay out our feelings before us.
“I can’t get you out of my head.”
“I love how good you are with Tucker.”
“Henley thinks you’re the coolest person she’s ever met.”
“Our families fit so well together.”
“We are family now.”
And that’s where our problem is. It’s easy to forget, but the bottom line is, our parents are married, perfect for one another, and they’re in it for the long haul. We may be adults, but we have to be considerate of our loved ones.
“We can’t afford to mess this up. Family dinners would be really awkward,” I attempt to joke.
“We won’t mess it up baby,” he says, before leaning toward me and placing his lips to my temple. His hand moves to the back of my neck, up underneath my hair. He seems calm, but his breathing is as choppy as mine and it betrays his cool exterior.
“We couldn’t ignore this thing between us if we tried,” he says softly into my hair.
“I’m nervous,” I tell him, clutching his forearm as his hand caresses the back of my head, fingers wound in my hair. “But I want this so bad.”
He lifts my chin and rubs his nose down mine. “You have no idea.” His lips brush softly against mine and I lean into him. Our first kiss gentle, yet demanding, and his skilled mouth quickly possesses mine. My heart is about to pound out of my chest. He licks my bottom lip and pulls it into his mouth, sucking and nibbling, making my body ache for him.
Our mouths and tongues duel, and his fingers tangle deeper into my curls. My hands burrow in his hair above his ears and I moan as his lips move to my neck. He tightens his hold and lifts me over the console and onto his lap.
Straddling him, his dick rubs roughly against the seam of my jeans, causing a rush of liquid to soak my panties. I whimper as I grind against him, his palms going to my ass, working me up and down.
The friction leaves me breathless. Surprised at, not only my unrestrained behavior, but at the orgasm that quickly found me.
“I’m going to come,” I gasp.
He groans and lifts his hips, pushing his dick into me, making my clit pulse with every erratic beat of my heart.
My lower body shakes as I throw my head back, using his hardness to bring on my orgasm.
“There you go baby.”
I rock back and forth, taking my pleasure from his body and prolonging my climax. I feel him stiffen and look down as we move against one another. I see his eyes close and his movements slow, as he comes on a long, deep groan.
I collapse onto his chest breathless, and his arms squeeze tight around me.
Burying my face in the crook of his neck, we sit in the fogged-up cab, catching our breaths in silence.
We rest in the quiet, cuddling, before he brings my face back to his to give me a long slow kiss. I run my fingers through his hair and he lets me take the lead. Teasing his bottom lip with my tongue, I give a sharp little nip that makes him growl and pull my hair, making me moan.
I hold him tight as we pet and kiss, wanting to soak up every second I have with this amazing man.
“That escalated quickly.”
He chuckles at me and squeezes me tighter.
I had every intention of holding out for the one, but I never anticipated Ryan Lawson. I don’t know where this thing with us will go, but for right now, I’m sure loving where we’re at.