CHAPTER 12
GRACE

I took the initiative and called up Ryan after seeing him at the bank. We made a date for Wednesday to have some dinner and I had Amy come over and watch Harper. I still wasn’t sure where my mother stood with Ryan and the last thing I wanted was to hear her judgment when I got home. Harper would be excited to spend time with Auntie Amy and I wouldn’t feel the need to relieve her as early as I would my mother.

Dinner was fantastic, and I was excited when Ryan invited me back to his place. We were cuddling on the couch watching a movie, but I wasn't paying attention to it at all. Instead, I was paying attention to how his fingers were tracing circles on top of my skin slowly and torturously as they sent shivers up my spine. I snuggled further into his body, feeling him make more room for me as his legs parted.

My back was pressed firmly into his chest as his nose fell to my shoulder. He nuzzled at my bare skin as his hands continued to dance down my arms. Our fingers laced together as his lips puckered against my skin and fire burst within my gut. I could feel his cock growing as I rolled my hips back into him, his lips kissing up my neck.

I was ready for this.

Honestly, I had been ready for almost a week.

I turned my face into his and our lips connected. The undulations were slow as his hands explored my body. His feet slowly wrapped around my ankles and pinned me to the couch, our tongues colliding in a chorus of passion and desire.

The kiss deepened. I put my hands in his hair and gripped onto him as his hands palmed my breasts. His legs tugged at mine, pulling them to the sides and opening my wet pussy to the cool air of the room.

“What about Jason?” I asked breathlessly.

I fluttered my eyes open and found Ryan staring back at me.

“He’s out for the night. I made sure of it this time.”

His hands traveled down my stomach as his lips nipped at my jawline. I sighed as the movie rattled on in the background. His hands were gathering the fabric of my dress, pushing it up my thighs as his fingertips found the hem of my panties.

I rolled into him, desperate for friction as he chuckled into my neck.

“So needy,” Ryan said.

“Please,” I said breathlessly.

His fingertips slipped underneath my panties and pressed between my pussy folds. I could feel my wetness growing as his cock pressed against me. I rolled into his palm as his legs pulled me open even more.

“You should see yourself, Grace. So desperate for me.”

I whimpered at his words as he slid a finger inside me.

“Ryan. Yes.”

“You like that?” he asked.

“Do it again,” I said breathlessly.

Then he slid another finger into my dripping entrance before his thumb found my clit.

He slowly rolled it over my aching clit and it caused me to moan. I turned my face into his neck, kissing and sucking at his skin. My hands ran through his hair and tugged his face into my neck, and the chuckle that fell from his lips rumbled over my skin. I thrust against his hand, no longer caring how desperate I looked.

I needed him harder.

Quicker.

Faster than what he was giving me.

I dug my heels into his leg as his thumb swirled around my clit. I could feel it growing. I could feel the tension mounting. I bit into his skin and lapped at his ear. I sucked his earlobe between my teeth and pulled a groan from his lips. His fingers dipped in and out of my pussy, teasing my walls and pressing along all of those hotspots.

“I’m so close. So close. A little—to the—what?”

Ryan removed his hand before I could come and I whimpered in disappointment. He brought his fingers to his lips and licked the evidence of my arousal off them, causing my nipples to pucker to painful peaks. His legs let go of mine before he gathered me into his arms, then he walked us all the way back into his room.

“Why?” I asked breathlessly. “Why did you—?”

His lips stopped my question as he lowered me to the bed. He kissed down my body, his hands sliding my dress down with him. The straps fell from my shoulders and he used their leverage to peel it off me. He kissed my breasts, my stomach, my hips and my thighs. He hooked his fingers into my panties and discarded the wet fabric onto the ground before his hands pressed my knees open again.

Then his tongue dipped between my dripping folds and I arched off the bed.

“Oh, yes. Ryan. Don’t stop this time. Please.”

I felt him grin as his tongue rolled my clit around at lightning speed.

“Harder. Harder. Please. It—just a little more—fuck!”

I wrapped my legs around his face, providing the leverage I needed to buck into him. But every time I bucked, he found a way to move back. His hands pinned my hips to the bed and his arms worked their way between my thighs. He broke the hold I had on him as tears of frustration welled in my eyes. I wanted to come. I needed to come. It had been years since a man had taken me this way.

I didn’t want to wait any longer.

I couldn’t.

My hands rushed to his hair and I twisted my fingers into it. I pulled him into my pussy, but all he did was nuzzle my clit with his nose. I ground down onto his face, hoping he could finally give me what I had been longing for since the first time he kissed me on my porch.

But instead, he grinned.

That devious little grin I remembered from high school.

He stood up from between my legs as my body began to quiver. His clothes fell to the floor and his chiseled muscles teased me. They throbbed for my viewing pleasure and boasted of the strength I knew had been there since the day I saw him at work. He fell to the bed, his lips connecting with mine as I spread my legs wide.

I could feel the precum from his cock dripping onto my thighs.

“What do you want?” Ryan asked.

“To come,” I said. “I want to come.”

“And who do you want to make you come?” he asked.

My eyes fluttered open as my hand cupped his cheek.

“You,” I said breathlessly. “I want you to make me ccome.”

“Should I grab us something?” Ryan asked.

“On the pill. Oh—fuck, just get inside of me.”

He reached down between his legs and wrapped his hand around his thick dick. He pressed into my entrance, my legs quaking as he sunk in. Inch by inch, my pussy swallowed him down,fluttering around him as his eyes drooped closed. My toes curled and my body tensed. Fuck, his cock was pressing against every wonderful spot at once.

Ryan’s hips rested against mine before his face fell to my neck.

“Holy shit, Grace.”

“Move,” I said. “Please move. Do anything. Just—just move.”

His hand wrapped itself within the tendrils of my hair and he tugged. My neck opened to him as he slammed into me, causing my body to arch into him. His lips landed on my skin, hot and wet as he nibbled along my collarbone.

His pelvis raked against my sensitive clit with each thrust he took.

My hands slid down his back and gripped his ass. I pulled him deeper into me, spreading myself as far as I could go. I couldn’t get him deep enough. He couldn’t nibble my skin hard enough. His muscles weren’t as close as I wanted and his hips weren’t pounding into me as much as I needed. He was here, and yet I still couldn’t get enough.

I still couldn’t get as close to him as I wanted.

He rose up onto his knees and grabbed onto my ankles. He held them over his shoulders as his cock pounded into me. My fingertips curled into his throbbing thighs as he pulsed against my walls.

Stars began to burst in my vision as my orgasm crashed over my body.

“Ryan. Yes. Oh. Shit. Come. I’m com—I—uh—”

My pussy clamped down around his cock, but he didn’t let up. His hips slammed against mine as my juices sprayed along his skin. His balls slapped my ass and his cock grew thicker within my body. He bent forward and rested himself onto the backs of my thighs, opening my body up and diving deeper than any man I’d ever felt before.

This was how close I wanted him.

This was how deep I needed him.

“You should see yourself, Grace. Sweating and speechless. So hot.”

I couldn’t move, couldn't speak. All I could see was Ryan’s dark eyes and the devilish smile on his face. My hips ached and my pussy kept begging for more. I felt my toes involuntarily curling as my vision began to blur. My hands curled into the sheets, begging for some sort of leverage as my body was pinned beneath Ryan’s.

“Ryan! Yes! Oh, fuck!”

My pussy burst, sucking his dick deep into my body as his hips began to stutter.

“There it is. That face. Fuck, I’ve missed that face. Oh, those lips. That—mm.”

He crashed his lips against mine, his tongue pressing deep into my mouth. He lapped it across the roof of my mouth as my pussy milked him dry. I felt his cock pulse deep inside of me, filling me with his hot cum.

Thread after thread filled me, until there was so much it was dripping out from between my legs.

My legs slid from his shoulders as his body collapsed onto mine. Our lips released and his head fell to my neck, his cock still buried between my thighs. My arms lazily wrapped around him as I took in the strength of his back. The sculpted muscles were shaking from the exertion of bringing me pleasure.

I kissed up and down his shoulder until we both heard the front door open.

Ryan leapt off the bed and started pulling his clothes on. I stumbled off the mattress, searching for my dress.

“Ryan, where’s my dress?” I asked with a whisper.

“I got it. Don’t worry. It’s—um—”

I felt fabric hit my face before something cold and wet dropped to my feet.

I grimaced as I put my underwear back on, then rushed to get the rest of my clothes on. I fluffed my hair in the mirror on the back of Ryan’s door, then the two of us came out of his room like nothing had happened. I could tell by the look on Jason’s face that he wasn’t buying it, but Ryan was putting on a good show.

I, however, wasn’t doing a very good job of it.

“Nice to see you again, Grace,” Jason said.

“You too,” I said. “How’s school?”

“Boring, as usual. I’m ready for college. Hopefully that won’t be so boring.”

“Trust me. College is the experience of a lifetime,” I said.

“Did you go to college?” he asked.

“I did. In Texas.”

“Why Texas?” he asked.

“I needed a change of scenery and a college in Texas offered me a scholarship I couldn’t refuse.”

“Maybe we could talk about it sometime?” he asked.

“I’d love to.”

Ryan led me out to his car and took me home. His hand kept creeping up my thigh, trying to feel me one last time before I had to go. I gripped tightly onto his hand as my cheeks began to flush, and he pulled me in for one last kiss before I left.

“I had a great time tonight,” I said.

“Trust me, the pleasure was all mine.”

Then I got out of Ryan’s car and headed for my porch, unaware of the hickey Amy would be ogling over the moment I walked through the door.