Jennifer
When I heard the police officer, say Mrs. Anderson’s name I couldn’t believe it. She was so afraid of Roberto; she didn’t even want to talk to us. Now she was dead. I felt dirty. I felt evil. I knew I was on the wrong side of justice and I just couldn’t take it another moment.
I couldn’t remember out I had gotten into the kitchen, but I sat on the floor and cried. My body shook and I was overwhelmed with the reality of the moment. Roberto Calvertino was a killer and I knew it. There was no way I could continue on with this, there was no way I could keep working with Ryan. I needed to get out of this. I didn’t care anymore about Ryan or Roberto, I just needed to get away from the situation.
“Are you alright?” Ryan said as he helped me up from the floor.
I couldn’t talk. I was too overwhelmed to even try and put words together. He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me tight.
As much as I wanted to get away from the whole situation, I didn’t want to get away from Ryan. At that moment, his arms felt so reassuring. His voice so calming. I couldn’t leave. I just needed to stay right there.
Tears streamed down my face and I just held onto Ryan. I couldn’t believe it was all happening. I couldn’t believe that this poor woman had had her family ruined and her life taken from her all because of Roberto.
I started to scream and hit Ryan out of anger. This wasn’t how life was supposed to be. Life was supposed to be happy and fun. Life shouldn’t be this full of evil. I just couldn’t take it.
“I can’t keep working with you Ryan, I just can’t,” I cried.
“It will be alright,” he said as he caressed my back.
My breathing calmed as he moved his hands up and down my back. The rhythmic motion was just what I needed. Everything overwhelmed me about the situation; I just couldn’t deal with it anymore. Standing there was the only thing I could do.
Something changed in our embrace.
As his hands moved up and down my back, I realized that I wasn’t made at him at all anymore. In fact, I had totally forgotten why I was mad at him at all.
I looked up at him and my eyes begged him to kiss me. I just needed to be taken away from the moment. I needed Ryan.
He must have heard my thoughts because he leaned down and his lips gently kissed mine. It was a different kiss than we had ever had before. This kiss was something much more, something that I couldn’t have expected. It was soft and sweet. His lips searched mine to comfort me, not to entice me.
Ryan moved his hands and grabbed my waist and pulled me close to him. Again, not in passion, but instead in a deep desire to have his body and my body as close as possible.
I was emotionally and physically exhausted and just couldn’t spend another moment standing up. My body needed to rest. I felt my knees start to give out and I wanted to go back upstairs.
Ryan grabbed me around the waist and led me up the stairs to his bedroom. The look in his eyes was filled with passion, but he also had a softness that I had never seen with him before. Not in all the times that we had been together had I seen him look so vulnerable.
***
It had only been about an hour since we had pretended to fuck under his silk sheets. But neither of us cared about the fight anymore. I wanted to feel his hands on my body. I wanted to feel the passion of him and I together under his soft green silk sheets.
Ryan’s hand slid gently down my face and I closed my eyes. It felt so nice to be touched with passion instead of just with lust. I melted. My whole body turned into a puddle of mush as Ryan continued to show me his passionate side.
He slowly started to kiss my earlobe and then moved down to my neck. I waited for him to pull my clothes off and take my breast into his mouth, but he didn’t continue on. Instead, Ryan kept his lips on my neck and moved from one side to the other. He was committed to the slow seduction and I couldn’t get enough.
My body ached to be touched in a gentle way like he was. It wasn’t something I was used to, but certainly something I needed.
I breathed in a couple deep breaths as I absorbed the moment. His hands firmly pressed me toward him and I couldn’t escape, not like I wanted to, though.
I reached down and grabbed the hem of my t-shirt and pulled the shirt up and over my head. Then I reached over and did the same to Ryan. Our torsos were bare and the skin to skin contact was delightful.
The warmth of his body and mine instantly melted together.
We both reached down and took our pants off and then slid under the sheets together. Ryan wrapped his arms around me and turned me around so we could spoon. He kept his arms wrapped around me and just held me. He held me so long that I finally had to cave in and start to relax. It was a feeling of safety like I had never had before.
At that moment, I felt like Ryan and I were the perfect combination. I felt like there was a reason we were together and I wanted to make sure we stayed together.
I reached back and let my hand caress his hip as I started to thrust my ass toward him gently. I couldn’t tell if he had an erection, but soon I could feel him adjust himself and his cock started to rub up against my ass.
Ryan unfolded his arms from around me and let one of them start playing with my nipple while the other played with my clit. The moment was intense and slow, it was like there was nothing else in the world that mattered.
His lips kissed my neck as his fingers caressed my body. Oh, how delightful it felt. I wasn’t sure if it was the emotions of the day or the moment itself, but I quickly felt myself getting wet. I was wet and I wanted Ryan inside of me. I wanted him to thrust his cock into me so I could forget about everything. I didn’t want to have to think about Roberto, the court case, or Mrs. Anderson being killed.
I reached back and grabbed Ryan’s cock and helped him slide into me. He didn’t fight me.
Our bodies moved together in a slow and deliberate motion that was perfect for both of us. His hands moved around my body like he owned me. He knew just how to touch me so I was absolutely and totally unable to think of anything else but Ryan.
The way we moved together I felt like we had been partners for years. I felt like I could understand every move he made.
The motions were slow and sensual as my hips thrust back against him and he gently thrust into me. It was a gorgeous episode of love making that I didn’t want to end. I loved how my body felt when Ryan’s arms were around me. I loved the sensation of comfort that came over me when he was near. It felt perfect to be in bed with him.
The sweet lovemaking went on for almost an hour as we moved from position to position. My lips touched his and his moving all over my body. Our orgasm even came together at the most perfect time. It was like a scene out of a movie, a romantic and sensually perfect scene.