Ryker
I want you, only you. I don’t care about anything else.
MY EYES RAPIDLY scan the computer screen but are beginning to feel heavy. Instead of sleeping, I’ve been logging yesterday’s data and adding to my latest software update. Lennon stirs next to me, rolling onto her back and stretching languidly like a lazy cat on a Sunday afternoon. A high-pitched, drawn out noise shatters the silence as she yawns while bending her spine further. Her lashes flutter open slowly, gracing me with stunning aqua gems that beckon me closer with a simple look.
Watching Lennon wake up is a glorious sight.
“Good morning, Ry.” Her voice is a drowsy rasp, coated with sand and grit.
“Ry? Haven’t heard that one yet.” My lips tip up automatically, my smile becoming familiar.
“Uh huh,” mumbles out from behind her fingers as she snuggles under the covers. “It just flew back into my foggy mind. Seems fitting to call you something special after our first co-ed slumber party.” Lennon smirks and my heart tumbles a little farther.
I snap the laptop shut before setting it aside, the string of code in front of me no longer holding any interest. My hands easily scoop up her tiny frame and draw her onto me.
“I can’t wait to enjoy this sleeping arrangement from now on. Speaking of, are you ready to tell me where we’re going on this secret trip yet? I wanna know where you’re taking me.”
“Nope,” she replies with extra pop to the p.
“Come on, Sunshine. I need to know what to pack.”
“I’ve already told you we’re going camping. That’s all you’re getting out of me.”
“But I’ve never done that sort of thing before. If you’ll be more specific, that’ll make it easier for me. Spill the details,” I say while dropping my lips to hers.
Lennon yelps and tries pulling away but my arms band tight around her.
“I have morning breath! I need to brush my teeth before we do any of that,” she squeals while struggling in my hold.
“Never deny me,” I murmur before stealing a kiss regardless.
Lennon melts against me, the fight leaving her almost immediately. After satisfying my need for her taste, I break away and blindly reach for her breakfast behind me.
Her eyes widen as they catch sight of what’s in my grasp.
“Gah, you’re the absolute best. Coffee with a bagel and Ry in bed? All of my favorites before,” she glances at the nightstand, “eight o’clock? Maybe you should pinch me because I might be dreaming.” Lennon giggles as I nibble up her neck, proving she’s very much awake.
We break apart and she glides up against the headboard, tucking the sheet carefully under her arms before making quick work of unwrapping the food. The seemingly unconscious actions are fluid and full of pose, just like everything about her. After a huge bite, she moans while chewing. Lennon gulps a hearty swallow of hazelnut java before beaming at me.
“It’s official, you’re spoiling me. A girl can definitely get used to all this.”
Pride swells in my chest.
“Good. Your happiness means I’ve done my job well.”
“Did you already eat?” Lennon hums while chewing. Wait,” her gaze swings to me. “You left to pick this up?”
I grunt at the ridiculous notion.
“Hell no. I wouldn’t miss a moment of you wrapped in my arms and resting soundly after being worn out.” My face burns with the memory of her naked flesh against mine. I shake the image away before my body demands another round. “The cafe delivers for me.”
“They do? How am I just learning this now?” Lennon’s nose wrinkles.
“Uh,” I stumble over the explanation. “If you pay enough, they’ll do it without question.”
“How much money do you make exactly? If you don’t mind me asking.” She takes a sip as her head tilts slightly.
“I stopped keeping track but plenty. Enough to never have to worry, that’s for sure” I answer without hesitation.
“Wow. I can’t fathom having that type of financial security.”
“Well, you should. It’s all for you, Sunshine.”
“Oh, no. Not this again.” Her dark hair whips all about. “I gave in about the studio rent but that doesn’t mean you’re paying for everything. I’m capable of taking care of stuff too. Especially after winning that logo contest.” Her aqua gaze glows as a matching grin splits her lips.
I entwine our fingers and squeeze gently.
“I’m so damn proud of you, Sunshine. That award was yours from the start,” I say before brushing a soft peck to her forehead. “And I’d never stop you from doing anything. Well, except leave me.”
Lennon scoffs at my amendment.
“I have more than enough for us to use however we like. If you’d like to chip in, I won’t refuse but it would be better to spend what you have on Len’s Looks. I’m more than willing to invest in your company too, if you’d let me. I want to provide everything so you can rely on me.”
“All that sweet talk sounds very good coming from you,” Lennon says before brushing a brisk kiss to my jaw. “But what about your goals and personal achievements? Cost of living?”
“You saw my apartment.” My thumb hikes to the hallway. “Aside from this room, I live a very minimalist lifestyle. I always have and that’s fine. I want more for us, together. If I have it, we should use it.” I squeeze her leg and tap the computer before adding, “My accomplishments are all right here. This space I created for us isn’t too bad, right? I’ve built a few very lucrative software programs by the age of twenty-two. That was a pretty damn good start. Now? I’ve got you.” I pull her palm to my lips. “I don’t need anything else ever again.”
“Well, alrighty then.” Lennon sniffles a bit.
“Alrighty then,” I echo with a small smile.
Her fingers graze underneath my eyes. “Did you sleep all right? There’s purple smudges here.”
“Nah,” I respond with a sheepish shrug. “My nights are always busy. I work out to quiet my anxiety before getting work done. I’ve never needed more than a few hours. That’s just the way it is.”
“Is there anything I can do to help? I want you to find peace and be able to relax.” Lennon’s brow crinkles.
“Oh, you do plenty. Without you here, I’d be a complete disaster. You bring a level of calm to my life that I can’t achieve alone. Not even a little bit, trust me.” I smooth the worry from her skin with my thumb. “Because of you, I’ve actually been sleeping more than usual but didn’t catch a wink last night for obvious reasons.”
A brilliant blush bursts across her cheeks and all I can do is watch, totally enraptured, while my words cause such an impact. Her reaction reminds me of all that lies ahead for us.
“Where to next, Sunshine?” I ask after a few silent moments.
“What do you mean? We can’t stay in here forever, surrounded by love notes?” She looks around the room with raw emotion shining in her eyes.
“Does that include staying naked? Because I’m totally game. We could start with a shower,” I mumble against her bare shoulder.
“Together?” she squeaks sharply, and a blush races up her neck as she yanks the blanket higher.
“Why are you hiding from me? We shared everything last night,” I ask and drag my finger under the offensive fabric. I tug lightly against the dip between her tits. “There’s no need to be shy, Sunshine.”
“Easy for you to say, Mister Sexy Pants.” Lennon raises an angular brow.
My burst of laughter is loud and unexpected.
“Another nickname? I won’t even ask.” I stare deeply into her light eyes and my gut dips at the open affection reflected back at me. “You’re gorgeous. Never doubt that. It should be glaringly obvious that I’m legit crazy over you, Missus Sexy Pants.” I can’t stop the words from tumbling out and she shivers against me.
“Missus?” Lennon questions softly while looking up through lowered lashes.
“That just slipped out but I don’t take it back. That title sounds right.”
“It really does.”
“You’re my future, Sunshine. I’d do anything for you, which includes hours of worship and special attention.”
“Really?”
“Need me to show you?”
She nods rapidly and that’s all I need to be set in motion. My greedy hands grip her hips before she’s hoisted into my arms. As I’m carrying her into the bathroom, my mouth waters at the expanse of creamy skin on full display.
“I’m gonna love all over you and make up for the pain last night. This is all about you,” I whisper and watch goosebumps rise along her flesh.
With the warm water cascading down around us, I kiss and suck and lick every succulent piece of her until Lennon is a rippling puddle in my palms. I don’t consider my own release even when my cock begs for relief, knowing she’s probably sore. Roaring arousal pumps through me regardless, proving I don’t need to get off for this to feel good. Lennon pouts and reaches for my painfully hard length, demanding to return the favor. I shake my head and latch onto her mouth, silencing any further protest.
A relaxed smile lifts her lips as I take my time washing her pliable form, making sure to massage the soap into her sluggish muscles. The small space smells like coconut and the beach and paradise, which is exactly why I bought a bottle of her shampoo. Getting clean has never been so dirty and doesn’t last nearly long enough in my opinion, but Lennon’s fingertips are starting to prune. I take my time toweling her off, enjoying the feel of her curves underneath the soft terry cloth.
We get out and wander into the bedroom. I step into a pair of sweats before grabbing a shirt for her. It’s far too large but Lennon doesn’t complain as she slips it on. Her sinful body is covered from my hungry gaze but I’ll never leave her alone if she stays naked. A pleased grumble barrels from my chest as the fabric brushes her knees. Having Lennon wear my clothes is a fucking nice alternative to seeing her bare.
“Thanks. For, uh, everything. How the heck did you get so good at, um, all that sexy stuff?” She shoots me a shy smile and fidgets with the hem. A rosy hue blossoms across her features and I know it’s not from the clammy air clinging around us.
“You want the honest truth?” Shame paints the words and worry slithers up my torso. Lennon nods while stepping closer to me, a frown denting her forehead. I blow out heavy sigh. “I did a lot of research in preparation. Like advice columns, articles, chat rooms, and . . . uh, porn.” I choke out the last part. Lennon stares at me silently, no reaction whatsoever. My blood pressure spikes, assuming the worst. Shit. “It’s not like I was doing it for pleasure or anything. Don’t be mad. I didn’t enjoy watching them,” I tell her honestly.
Lennon chews on her lip before a giggle bubbles out. “Why would I be mad? Don’t guys watch dirty videos all the time? I mean, kudos to whatever you studied, it worked really well.” The statement comes across as a fact, not her padding my ego. She bites her lip before adding, “I really like what you do. Now I feel bad for not doing anything to make it better for you. Urgh, I totally suck.”
“Not possible,” I assure her as I loop my arms around her waist. “You’ll always—”
“Let’s watch some together,” Lennon blurts while fiddling with the drawstring on my pants.
“Now? You’re serious?” I sputter.
“Yeah, why not?” She shrugs. “It’ll give us something to do while we finish cooling off.”
“Um, that kind of defeats the purpose of watching it,” I utter and my dick stirs at her fingers’ close proximity.
“No. This is for instructional use only.” She shakes her finger at me. “I want some pointers before we head out of town later. This camping trip will be super romantic and sexy now.” Her blue-green eyes sparkle in the low light. “Plus, I still need to pack and can’t spend all day in bed. No matter how hot and bothered these pornos make me.”
An amused huff puffs from my mouth before I lead us to the bed. I grab my laptop before opening a free site I’d found during my exploration.
“These aren’t that great so don’t expect much. I learned more from the blog posts,” I offer softly while clicking through all the permission tabs.
“Oh, hush. It’s only fair. Lucy always talked about watching this sort of thing but I never saw the point. If nothing else, it will be another first for me,” she says and reaches for my hand.
Suddenly lude noises blast from the tiny speakers. Filthy language and corny moans fill the quiet room as we sit extremely still, watching the small screen. Our heads tilt toward each other, trying to figure out the unnatural position. My stomach flips and awkwardness creeps up my spine. This entire situation doesn’t feel right—at all.
“Oh my. Wow.” Lennon’s eyes bulge. “Um, okay. That’s . . . interesting.” She gestures at the computer. “How does she bend like that? That can’t be comfortable. Isn’t there a 101-beginner’s version?”
“See? I warned you. Totally over the top and not very helpful.” I click out of the video before tossing the laptop aside.
She starts laughing.
“I’m not even sure what to call that. I might be scarred for life.” She pats her temple before fanning her face. “Phew, well that’s done. Should we get ready to go?” Lennon twists and kisses my cheek before hopping off the springy mattress.
“Are you going to tell me where yet? Or still keeping it a secret?” I question as Lennon bounces in front of me. She insisted on planning this next date on her own, only sharing that we’d be gone for several days and that it involved a tent. Apparently, my sunshine isn’t into glamping, whatever that means.
She laces our fingers and tugs me off the bed. “It’s going to be so much fun. You’ll see. Come on, come on. There’s a dive restaurant on the way that we can check out for lunch. How much time do you need to get ready?” Lennon talks at rapid speed and my ears buzz while attempting to intake everything.
I rub her palm over my cropped hair.
“Ready when you are, Sexy Pants.”