Stacey
Ryan tried so hard to change my mind. He didn’t want to go out and I knew exactly why, he thought everyone making comments would bother me. The thing he doesn’t get is I’m a lawyer, I can handle anything thrown at me. I’ve had newspapers rip apart my ability of cases, clients give me threats if I lost a case, and even my bosses screaming at me. The fact that he’s slept around a lot and people talk about it, that doesn’t bother me and it shouldn’t bother him.
At dinner— which I’ll admit he was nervous— he kept looking around the restaurant. Honestly there was only a few people who were whispering about us. Now we are on our way to the bar and he looks even more nervous.
“Ryan, I wish you’d relax and try to have fun.”
He looks over at me for a second before focusing back on the road. “I’m not nervous. I’m just staying alert.”
I burst out laughing and he shoots me a look. “I’m sorry, but what are staying on alert for exactly?”
“Laugh all you want. Dinner was nothing compared to what it’s going to be like at the bar. That’s where all my friends are tonight, and they have been giving me a hard time as it is. I just don’t want you thinking any less of me, alright,” he says and my heart hurts at his sad tone.
“There is nothing that anyone can say or do that would make me think less of you. You’ve awakened a part of me that I thought was dead. You make me laugh, you make my heart beat out of my chest, and the way you make me scream… believe me, nothing they say will change the way I feel about you,” I say, meaning every word and hoping it puts him at ease.
We pull into the parking lot of the bar and when he parks the truck, he turns to face me. “You like the way I make you scream, huh,” he says, winking at me. I reach over and smack his chest and we both laugh. He holds my hand against his chest by his heart and says, “You feel that?” I nod my head and he continues, “You are the reason my heart beats again. So, yes I worry that someone will say something that will disgust you, and you’ll walk away. I’m not ready to lose you.”
I climb across the seat and straddle his lap. I kiss him passionately, hoping the silent affection shows how much he means to me. I pull back and rest my forehead on his. “You aren’t going to lose me.” I kiss him again and this time when I break the kiss I say, “How about you tell me the worst things I could hear, that way you won’t need to worry.”
“I don’t know. I just told you I thought you’d be disgusted.”
I kiss his cheek and say, “Try me.” I can see him warring with himself on whether to tell me or not, so I kiss his soft lips to let him know it’s alright.
“Fine. I’ve never talked to a girl after I slept with her, I’ve gone out of my way to avoid her. One time I had a threesome and when we were done they started to fall asleep, I woke them up and told them to leave. I slept with a woman who was only separated from her husband. I’ve never been serious about anyone before, never been in a relationship. I’ve been selfish, and I didn’t care if I hurt any of the girls I slept with,” he tells me, never once making eye contact.
I’ll admit I’m shocked by it, but it just makes me want to know one thing. “Why?”
“Why have I been a pig?”
“No, why haven’t you been serious about anyone or in a relationship? Why wouldn’t you care if you hurt them,” I ask generally confused. The guy he is talking about is not the guy that I know. In fact, he’s the complete opposite.
“I never trusted women. My mom walked out of us. All the women my dad fell for left. The only experience I had with women was watching them walk away. I didn’t want to be left behind, so I figured if I never got close to anyone, they could never hurt me. It’s fucked up, I know, but you asked,” he says and I can hear the shame in his voice. I do the only thing I can to show him how much I appreciate his honesty.
I unbutton his jeans then slip my hand into his boxers and grip his hard cock.
“Baby, what are you doing?”
“Showing you how much I care for you. How much I respect your honesty, and how turned on I am,” I say pumping him in my hand.
He pushes his jeans down just enough to allow his cock to be free and I climb off his lap. Before he can even say anything I lean down and lick a path from his balls to the head of his cock. He bucks forward slightly, and I take him in my mouth. I move my head up and down, taking as much of him as I can, loving the feel of him in my mouth.
“Fuck, Stacey,” he hisses when I scrape my teeth on the back of his cock.
He fists his hands in my hair and rotates his hips. It’s only spurring me on, and I want to make him come hard. The faster I suck his cock, the faster he moves his hips. He lets out a string of curses, and I smile around his cock, proud of my abilities. Reaching my hand down I fondle his balls.
“Holy fuck. I’m not going to last, baby. Fuck,” he growls. I pick up my pace and within seconds I feel his balls tighten in my hands. He lets out a loud moan and says, “Fuck, Stacey, I’m going to come, take it all, baby. Fuck, take it all.”
And that’s just what I do when he finds his release. I swallow every drop he has to give and when I know he’s done I sit up licking my lips. “That was hot,” I say looking into his sated eyes.
“Stacey?”
“What?”
“I love you,” he says looking into my soul, and I know he means it. He loves me, and I feel like the luckiest woman in the world.
I climb onto his lap and kiss him. “I love you too, Ryan .”
We hold onto each other, blissfully happy. That is until someone bangs on the window scaring the shit out of me and causing me to scream.
“What the fuck,” Ryan yells and rolls down his window. “Todd, what the fuck?”
“You’ve been sitting here for a while, I figured I better check on you. I can see I’ve interrupted, I’ll just leave you to it,” he says chuckling.
“Todd, get the fuck out of here before I kick your ass.”
“Yeah, yeah. Finish up in there and come get a drink.” He turns around and heads back to the bar.
“I’m so sorry he interrupted our moment. We can leave now,” he says, rubbing his hands down my back.
I giggle and climb off his lap. “Not a chance in Hell. You just told me you love me, we need to celebrate.”
He chuckles and shakes his head while fixing his jeans. “Anything you want, baby.” He leans over and kisses my lips and pulls back to look into my eyes. “Anything,” he whispers causing goosebumps to break out all over my skin.
We enter the bar holding hands, and just like Ryan feared all eyes are on us. I nudge him and nod my head toward the bar. I’ll have a glass of wine, but that’s it. No way am I getting trashed again.
He places our order with Gail and she looks at us with wide eyes, but doesn’t say a word. Within seconds Ryan’s friends are surrounding us.
“Well who is this beauty?” One of his friends asks running his eyes over my body.
I lift my eyebrows and say, “I’m Stacey.”
“So this is the infamous Stacey. You are more beautiful than Ryan said.” I thank him, but he just continues, “When are you going to be done with him so you can come hang out with a real man?”
“Joe, if you don’t shut the fuck up I will beat your ass.” I guess Joe is afraid of Ryan because he backs away with his hands up and goes looking for someone else to cause trouble with.
Gail hands us our drinks, and I take a sip looking around. It seems more alive tonight than it did last time I was here. Maybe it’s just the fact that the last time I was here I was miserable and this time I’m in love. In love? I don’t know how it happened so fast, but it did and I feel like I’m where I’m supposed to be. Being with Ryan is so much more than what I thought I was looking for, and I can’t think of a time I’ve happier.
Once everyone got used to the idea of Ryan and I being together it ended up being a great night. We drank, danced and laughed. It couldn’t have been more perfect. Ryan was relaxed, and the love I saw when he looked at me was present all night, making my heart beat steady in my chest. When he asked if I was ready to leave I nodded my head. I was so ready to go home and show him just how much I loved him, because until him I didn’t know what true love was.