TILLIE

 

Heading for the baggage claim, I spot Ryan waiting for me with a couple of bodyguards. I walk faster to him as he looks up, spots me, and starts rushing toward me. Once he reaches me, he picks me up and spins me around in a circle surprising me as I giggle and melt into him completely. He slides me down his body, and I look up at his bruised face with a sigh as I lean up caressing his cheek. I frown and swallow hard.

“It looks worse than it feels,” he says.

I roll my eyes and half-laugh. “Yeah, sure.”

He smiles, leaning in to kiss me. I press my lips to his softly, I don’t want to hurt his nose. He pulls back and smiles. “You don’t have to be gentle with me.”

“Hmmm… well, I should kick your ass for getting in a fight. It’s a PR nightmare. But to be honest any publicity is good publicity as they say, and so a whole new audience of people have now heard of Recoil thanks to Debt Money. More radios are playing your songs, and today I even saw TMZ playing an old music video of yours to show people who the guys were that are taking on Debt Money. If this was a publicity stunt, I’d say it was going very well for the band.”

He tilts his head just slightly. “Really?”

“Yep, really.”

“See… maybe I am better at this PR gig than you give me credit for, Tillie.”

I laugh poking his nose and he winces with a slight groan. “You go around getting bashed up for PR. Very smart, Mister Hunter. Now take me home, please?” I demand, and he raises his eyebrows at my bossiness and grins.

“Yes, ma’am.” He fake salutes as I grab my luggage, of which Ryan quickly takes from me, and we head to his car.

“So it’s really a done deal with Zaria then?”

“Sure is,” I reply as he loops his fingers with mine while his other hand drags my suitcase.

“Nate’s gonna flip. Hopefully, it will cheer him up, the grumpy old fart.”

“He does seem extra grouchy lately.”

He lets me go as I slide into the car, then he hoists my bag into the trunk and walks around hopping into the driver’s seat. I pull on my belt as he starts the car, the radio turns on and a Recoil song is playing. We look at each other and grin.

“I’ll never get tired of that,” he says, and I nod.

“It must be amazing to hear something you’ve created being broadcast for everyone to hear.”

“Amazing doesn’t cover it. There’s no word in the English language fit to describe it, Tillie. It’s utter euphoria every single time.”

I link my fingers with his on the gearstick as he pulls out of the parking space.

“So I wanted to apologize for being an A-grade fucker to you.”

“You weren’t that bad.”

He looks to me briefly and chuckles. “I tried to scare you with a rat, I ruined your computer, I farted on your live streaming and I treated you like shit… so for all of that, I’m sorry.”

Exhaling, I nod. “I get it, you were hurting. I took your job and although childish and immature of you… your methods to try and out me… I understand why. You want to be needed. Hey, I’m the same. I cared for my grandmother while she was terminal up until she passed, and doing that left me with the feeling of having to be needed. She gave me the computer you glitter bombed.”

His head snaps around, his eyes wide as he stops breathing. “Fuck! You’re kidding, right?”

I shake my head and wince.

His whole body slumps as he looks back to the road and exhales loudly, tightening his grip on my hand. “Fucking hell, Tillie, I’m so sorry. If I’d have known, there’s no way… Fuck! I’m such a goddamned moron.”

“It’s okay. It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t work anymore. I still have it. It would have died eventually one day anyway, and I would have only had the shell. So at least now I can retire it, and have the advantage of a brand new computer.”

He huffs and shakes his head. “Still, I’m very sorry. What an asshole thing to do. It just shows how beautiful you are that you can forgive me for something like that.”

“There’s no point being angry about something you didn’t know about. Sure you shouldn’t have done it in the first place, but you were trying to get rid of me.”

He glances at me and smiles. “I’m glad it didn’t work.”

I chew on my bottom lip to hide my smile. “Me too.”

He pulls my hand up to his mouth and gently kisses it. Goosebumps litter my skin and now I can’t hide my smile as we drive the rest of the way to my house in semi-silence.

 

***

 

After dinner we’re cuddled up on the couch. It’s getting late and after my long day I can’t help but let out a long drawn out yawn.

Ryan looks at me then unwraps his arm from around me and moves to get up. Opening my eyes, I watch him as he picks up his cell and keys from the coffee table and puts them in his pocket. “You’ve had a big day, and you’re obviously tired. I’m gonna head off.”

My stomach flips and my heart races faster, being in his arms has been the calmest my body has felt for ages. I don’t want him to leave. “You don’t have to go.”

He raises an eyebrow and his lips turn up either side of his mouth slightly. “Are we ready for sleepovers?”

I swallow hard and talk without thinking. “Well, you can stay over but it doesn’t necessarily mean we have to… you know. Unless you want to… you know. But we don’t have to because we may not even be at that stage yet, you know what I mean? It’s just that sometimes I think that—”

“Tillie, I’ll stay over,” he interrupts my crazy ranting which shocks me into silence.

“Y-You w-will?” I stutter.

He nods putting his hand out to me. I smile and click the off button on the television remote sending the room into a darkened state. It’s only lightened by the blue hues of the moon shining in through the window.

“Let’s go to bed,” he suggests.

My abdomen clenches as my nipples grow into tight buds. My hand slips into his, sending warmth and sparks through my hand as he pulls me off the couch. He smiles but says nothing as he starts walking us out of the living room, through the archway, and into the hall. The sparks flying through the air are electric as his fingers interlace with mine. My blood is pumping so fast the whooshing sound in my ears almost drowns out the rapid fire of my panting breaths. My skin is prickling with goosebumps already and all we’re doing is walking down the damn hallway!

We get to my door, walk in and move straight to my bed.

He turns around to face me, his eyes hooded and glassy. “How tonight goes is up to you. There are no expectations, and I won’t be disappointed if we just sleep cuddled up to each other.”

I love that he isn’t putting pressure on me to have sex with him, but every inch of my body is screaming for him to touch me. It has been from the moment he called me a pompous asshole.

“Shut up and kiss me, Ryan,” I say, running my hands through his hair and pulling his face to meet me. He chuckles then his tongue dances frantically with mine.

His hands move to the bottom of my shirt and he starts to lift it up slowly as if he still isn’t sure about where I want this to go. I smile against his lips moving my hands from his hair down to my shirt and help him pull it up over my head, parting our lips to lift it up over my head. He looks into my eyes and smiles wide, now knowing I’m in this. All the way.

His eyes drift down to the white lace bra that holds my breasts in place, and he licks his lips as his hands slide around my back. He leans in, his lips gently peck at my neck sending a wave of goosebumps to prickle down my side as he unclips my bra. It slides off my arms leaving my top half naked while he breathes heavily and kisses down from my neck taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking on my taut bud. I gasp at the wet warmth as he nips firmly with his teeth sending a shudder through my core. My thighs pull together to dull the ache throbbing between them as my hands run through his dusky blond hair.

He pulls my nub between his teeth with a pop and then kisses back up my neck toward my mouth. Our lips connect again, while my hands run to the hem of his shirt lifting it up and over his head. We part lips again as I pull the shirt over his head, but our lips quickly reunite as our bodies slam together once his shirt safely hits the floor next to my discarded clothes.

He edges his hips against mine and his hard cock presses against my tummy making my stomach flutter with giddy excitement. I gasp into his mouth as he grinds it into me and I grip onto his hair harder. He moans into my mouth while his hands find their way to my skirt. He fumbles with the zip but manages to undo it and it slides down my legs. I step out and kick it to the side leaving me in just my white lace panties.

Ryan runs his fingers along the seam of my panties and groans into my mouth. His hand dips in between my legs cupping my pussy and the warmth of his hand ignites a fire inside of me. I gasp at the feeling of him touching me, knowing I’m already soaking wet and he can probably feel it, but I don’t care.

He starts to move his hand, gently rubbing my pussy back and forth with a gentle friction as we kiss. My hips move slightly needing better friction as I press onto his hand and he grinds his cock into the side of my leg.

This is hot.

His fingers start sliding and one moves under the fabric pressing up into my folds. I gasp into his mouth needing him to touch me more. But he’s teasing me. And he knows it. Putting just enough pressure for it to feel so good, but not enough to get me off.

“Ryan, please…” I beg.

“You want more?” he murmurs.

“Mmhmm,” I reply.

He smirks, turning to face me then takes his hand away completely leaving me bereft. I frown when both his hands come back to my panties and he rips the fabric away letting it fall to the ground. I gasp with a slight chuckle and he grins widely.

“Animal,” I say, and he nods.

“Part your legs,” he demands.

I flick open my eyes wide at his tone of voice but the slight demand actually turns me on, so I take a step to the side as he moves in closer and slides his hand back between my legs.

“Don’t make a sound. If you whimper I’m gonna stop,” he says, and I raise an eyebrow at him. “Not a sound till I tell you to, okay?” I nod and smirk as his calloused finger collides with my clit harshly and starts rotating. I almost fall back on the bed, but his other hand rests on my back holding me up. Ryan’s mouth connects with my neck, nipping and sucking, which only heightens the intense feeling between my legs.

He’s pushing quite hard on my clit, you’d think it would hurt but the feeling is so intense that I’m gasping for air but I’m doing it quietly. My hips move in time with his finger and all I want to do is moan and scream out his name, but I’m scared if I say or do anything he’ll stop and I don’t want him to stop. Ever.

I dig my nails into his shoulders as I ride the wave of euphoric pleasure.

It builds and builds.

Higher and higher.

I grit my teeth together, breathing harshly out of my nose trying as hard as I can to not make a sound. But it’s building and building deep in my chest. I need to scream. I need to moan to let out some of this tension. My eyes clamp together tightly, as my body begins to jolt rapidly from the undeniable pleasure he’s giving me. Heat floods my veins as he continues his circles on my clit.

Flashes of light dance behind my eyes, and just as I’m about to scream out in delightful agony he relieves me and says, “Now Tillie.”

“Oh God, Ryan!” I moan as he pushes harder on my clit and sucks on my neck. The pleasure taking me to new heights. My knees buckle and I fall back onto the bed as I come hard. Ryan falls beside me and chuckles as I pant, breathing harshly through my nose as I fall back down from my intense high.

Ryan moves over me pressing his lips to mine tenderly and kisses me softly. I kiss him back lazily as my hand runs up into his hair holding him to me. His finger circles my clit slowly, and with a lot less pressure as he brings me back to a normal state. I slump into the mattress and giggle into his mouth. He pulls back raising his eyebrow and looks me in the eyes.

“Sorry, I don’t mean to laugh. It’s just that was… different. I’ve never had to keep quiet before.”

He smiles. “Yeah, some find it odd. But others, like you I’m guessing, find it heightens the pleasure.”

“Yeah, that was… amazing.”

“I thought you’d like it.”

I glance down to his jeans and smirk, moving my hands down his torso toward his button. He smiles and stands up at the edge of the bed. My hand follows and attaches to his button, undoing it, and then his zipper. His jeans fall down and his cock tents in his boxer briefs, and I know from seeing him naked already following that chili incident, Ryan is big.

He grabs the hem of his boxers and looks at me in all seriousness. “Are you sure?”

“Ryan, you better pull those boxers down,” I say, and he chuckles threading his fingers around the hem and he pulls them down. I clear my throat looking at the sheer size of him when his cock springs free. I saw him briefly at dinner, but I didn’t get a really good look. Now I’m taking it all in and I’ve never seen anything so big in my life.

He shuffles out of his jeans and boxers along with his shoes as he grabs my ankles and slides off my heels. I’d forgotten I still had my shoes on. Drawing my bottom lip in by my teeth, I grin as Ryan saunters toward me and leans down over the top of my body. I shuffle up the bed a little more as he moves over me and we now settle in the middle of the bed. Our chests heaving in sync as we stare into each other’s eyes.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says as he reaches down and grabs my glasses pulling them off and placing them on the edge of the bed.

My breaths are coming in short sharp bursts as he leans in kissing me. I lay back on the bed completely letting him hover over me. The warmth of his naked body is sending chills down my flaming hot skin. I don’t know how anyone can be as utterly sexy as Ryan is. Sure, he may not be defined but he’s still fit, and fuck if he doesn’t make me crazy.

Ryan moves in between my legs, my pussy aches at the feeling of his cock pressing against me—it’s almost too much for me to handle. His lips connect with mine and we kiss frantically while my hand runs up his muscular back.

He moves his cock into place and I gasp feeling his tip at my entrance.

Suddenly, I freeze. “Wait!” I call out pulling my lips from his.

He pauses all movement and looks in my eyes furrowing his brows.

“I’m not on the pill,” I say honestly.

He winces and exhales pulling back from me slightly. Then his eyes widen, and his frown deepens. “Fuck! I don’t have a condom on me. I didn’t think this was going to happen, so I didn’t bring anything with me tonight.” The utter devastation that this might not happen, is written all over his face.

I bring my hand up to his cheek and caress it tenderly. “Check the top bedside drawer,” I say, and he looks at me raising an eyebrow. “There might be one in there, but it will probably be at the back. It’s been… a while,” I admit.

His lips turn into a half-smile as he leans in kissing the side of my mouth. Then he moves off me to look in the bedside drawers. He digs around down the back and grumbles as he searches for a good thirty seconds before he chuckles, and then turns to me holding up my clit stimulator. “This could come in handy,” he says while I turn bright red.

“Oh shit! I forgot that was in there.”

Ryan chuckles and turns back to the drawer and then swings around again pulling out a line of condom wrappers. “Jackpot! We have enough here to go all night and morning,” he says.

I count at least seven condoms.

Wow! Ryan must be a machine.

He sits back tearing off one of the condom packets from the line and rips it open. My heart begins to race rapidly knowing this is actually going to happen. He pulls out the latex and rolls it onto his long length, and I swear that is the sexiest thing I think I’ve ever seen him do. He smiles, moving back over the top of me and pulls my leg up placing it over his shoulder with a wicked smirk.

“Hold on, baby,” he says. I bite down on my bottom lip as he kisses my ankle next to his face and slowly moves his cock into place. The tip of his head is right at my opening, and I blow out a puff of air as he runs his head up my slickened, swollen folds. I’m so ready for him I’m practically begging for it.

His hand grips on to my leg by his head, and the other onto my hip as he angles my hips up to meet him. He tightens his fingers on my hip then quickly pulls me onto him. His cock thrusts deep inside me, stretching me completely and filling me to the hilt. I moan as my head falls back in pleasure. It almost hurts, but it’s a pleasurable pain, as he gradually draws out and then quickly thrusts inside me again.

He’s torturing me slowly.

Working me up on a painful rhythm.

He knows what he’s doing and exactly how to hit the right places.

Not too fast, not too slow. He thrusts in and out at a steady rhythm. Just the perfect timing to get me worked up. We both pant as he moves me with him. The position I’m in, he has me under his complete control.

He’s not dominant but what he’s doing is allowing him to take my pleasure, and I’m willing to let him do to me as he wants. I like letting him control me. And as he thrusts into me, back and forth, deeper and deeper, the tingles start deep within my core. I know he’s working me higher to a precipice, the same one I was at not that long ago. He’s a master with my body and yet he hardly knows it. He’s so skilled at what he does that he’s not only a rock god but he’s a sex god too. The thing is, he knows it and uses it to his advantage as he thrusts in deeper.

His hand moves from my leg down, grazing the inside of my calf. It sends goosebumps all over my body as his gentle caress is in contrast to his powerful thrusts. His hand continues south moving between my legs, his finger finds my clit and presses hard, circling and pressing just enough to send a pulse through my core. I jolt and moan as my hips shift in time with his movements.

My body blazes with intense heat as I start to tremble. My skin slickens with a fine mist of sweat and my breathing hitches.

He circles again on my clit as he thrusts deeper, and it’s just the push over the edge I need to send me into bliss. My head goes foggy and the twinkling behind my eyes starts to become more intense as my body explodes into a wave of delight.

I moan out loud as my head flops to the side and he thrusts into me deeper.

“That’s it, Tillie, come for me,” he says in his deep gravelly voice that almost makes me come again just at its sound.

He pulls my leg down from his shoulder and moves down so we’re chest to chest. This feels far more intimate and I glance up, my eyes meet his and his hooded eyes are so intense it sends a shockwave straight through me. A burst of energy surges and it makes me feel even more connected to him, if that’s even possible.

His hand comes up and caresses my face as he leans down kissing me passionately. Our tongues intertwine as we move together rocking back and forth, in unison. My legs come up wrapping around his waist pulling him into me deeper. This now definitely feels less like the fucking we were just doing and more emotional. There’s more of a connection as we slow our pace down and ride the wave together.

Soft low moans echo from both of us as we rock back and forth. He feels so good I don’t want this to stop, as my fingers dig into the muscles of his back. He thrusts deeper and harder inside of me and the heat starts to rise again, it’s less intense but it’s still there nevertheless.

Ryan thrusts once more, slowly, then pulls back and plunges in again. His kiss is strong and passionate and it works me up just as much as his intense thrusting. Our bodies are sliding together making sounds of passion as they move in unison.

The heat pulses through my veins.

My back arches off the bed.

Flashes blast behind my eyes as my breath catches.

I gasp and moan into his mouth then splinter into a million pieces beneath him. My pussy clenching tightly around his cock, and it’s all he needs to help him along as he groans, pausing his movements, and unloading into the condom with a deep throaty growl.

My hands run up and down his back to help bring him down as his body relaxes and falls back onto me, but not enough to squash me. His face falls into my neck as we both pant from exhausted bliss.

“Fuck, Tillie.”

I smile and lean my cheek against his. “We’re good at that,” I whisper.

He pulls his head back and grins at me lazily. “We’re fucking epic at that. And we have at least six more goes before we run out of condoms before morning.”

I giggle and shake my head. “How ‘bout you just kiss me again first?”

“That I can do.”