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I felt like I just sold my soul to the devil. Nerves everywhere, I could feel each tiny sensation traveling through me, igniting an obscene amount of tension behind my eyelids. Blurry vision and sweaty palms, a heartbeat that was borderline tachycardia, and a deep pitted feeling in the bottom of my chest which made me tingle when Ryder stood too close.

We were headed to my apartment, via the subway, and I was silent as a mouse. I didn’t know what to say. What do you say to the guy who is about to rock your world? ‘I hope you don’t screw up’, no I couldn’t say that to him.

His shoulders were back as he walked with all the confidence in the world. It only made me more nervous. Do I pounce on him as soon as I open my apartment door? Or do we talk first?

With a feeling that maybe I had jumped the gun and was going to back out of our pre-arranged deal, I sat silently watching him as he glanced around the subway car looking for a place to sit his fine ass.

I was giddy with the thought that soon, I’d be able to touch it. Maybe sink my teeth in it, don’t judge.

This was it, this was the night. I hope I wasn’t putting too much pressure on myself. I stared out the window as Ryder silently sang the theme song to Cheers.

“Be glad there's one place in the world

Where everybody knows your name,

And they're always glad you came;”

After he sang the verse, he stared to me. “Are you going to be glad when you come, Helena?” he soothed.

I stared into his eyes which were filled with laughter, and blushed. “If you can even make me come,” I retorted. Which I knew he’d be able to do, sitting this close to him I was about to lose it already.

“Oh, I can assure you I will make you come a couple of times tonight.”

“Cocky much? I doubt it, I’m a one-horse pony,” I said.

“Trick?” He stared at me.

“Or treat? What?”

“It’s a one trick pony,” he said.

“Oh, well , you know what I mean. I’m only good for one orgasm a night.”

“That’s a shame.” He laughed.

“It isn’t, I’m okay with it. I just don’t want you to get your hopes up,” I said.

“Are we going to plan this whole thing out? I mean, if we are that’s cool just let me know and I’ll start taking notes.”

Ha ha, I believe now he was making fun of me. But, in my head I was planning everything out. I felt like I had our night pegged down to the minute, but I wouldn’t let him know that.

“You need to take notes for a fifteen-minute ordeal?” I asked, gazing into his deep, blue eyes.

“Fifteen minutes? Is that all you’re allowing me?” He leaned his lips next to my ears and whispered, “I asked for the whole night with you.”

Shivers tickled down my neck from the feel of his hot breath across my skin. Okay, so he would take longer than fifteen minutes which brought on more nerves.

His hand traveled along the nape of my neck and my whole body came alive under his touch. Holy cow, what was he doing?

He leaned in to touch his lips to my skin and I about jumped out of my seat. I needed to catch my breath, control the impulse to jump him right here on the subway, and to fucking think about what was going on.

“Just let go, Helena.” There it was again, him saying my name all sexy and whisperey. I know whisperey isn’t a word, I see the red squiggly line, but it was all I could think about in the moment with Ryder’s hot lips along my skin. I was freaking out, and I didn’t know how to calm the fuck down.

My hands shook as his hand traveled down my back. I leaned my head to the side, to give him better access and he took the hint. He plunged his teeth into my neck and sucked. Like hard, and I squealed like a stark raving lunatic.

What was happening to me? This wasn’t how I normally reacted to a man’s touch. But, I wanted more, I craved more. I gulped trying to suck down as much air as my lungs could take.

And then, he stopped and I missed his touch. I turned to face him and caught his big, cocky grin appear before me.

“What’s so funny?” I asked.

“You. I think I will be able to make you come at least four or five times tonight.”

“Doubt it.”

“Want to make a wager?” he asked, crossing his arms over his chiseled chest.

“You want to bet on how many orgasms I’m going to have tonight?” I screamed. Again, I glanced around and noticed we were the only ones on the sub, and berated myself. I needed to stop shouting obscene things out loud.

He laughed and shook his head.

“Yes, if I can make you come four or more times tonight then you have to let me stay with you for a month.”

“What? No way.”

“Yes, come on I thought you were a one trick pony. So what have you got to lose?” he asked.

I thought about it, I thought about it long and hard. “Why do you need to live with me if you have your own place?”

“Because, it’s a…”

Before he could finish I cut him off. “A long story, I know.” I thought harder. I knew I couldn’t have more than one orgasm, maybe two but in all of my twenty-five years of life I’d always had one. So I nodded, and smiled. “Okay, deal.”

He glanced around the subway and then turned his attention back to me with a fire in his eyes, it shook me to my core.

His fingers landed on the apex of my thighs and my head spun. He rubbed his fingers along my center as my breath caught in my throat. My eyes flew to the back of my lids, and I was panting….yes panting like a cat in heat.

The sound of my zipper startled me and then Ryder’s finger was deep inside me, making me breathe heavier. I brought my hips up to meet each thrust of his fingers, and my chest constricted.

Fuck.

His thumb coiled around my clit, flicking and rubbing.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he breathed against my ear and I could barely hear him. The need deep within me was building and I knew I was close. He wasn’t even inside of me yet, we were on the shit damn subway, and I was so close.

With a flick of his wrist, he went deeper and I moaned. I moaned so loud, I thought everyone in New York could hear me. I tried to stifle my cries, but couldn’t focus on anything but Ryder’s rhythm he was playing me with.

I was coming unglued, unhinged, and I couldn’t stop moaning. And, then the cursing started and the intense feeling his fingers were causing inside me.

“Helena, come for me,” he said as he went even deeper inside me. I gazed into his heated eyes and was amazed at how turned on he appeared.

Gone was the bored look he’d had with whatever that chicks name was; he was enjoying himself.

Arching my back, my thoughts became unintelligible as my walls clenched around his fingers. Like a wave crashing along the shore, my orgasm hit me like a freight train I’d never seen coming.

Not only did it come, it wouldn’t stop. I kept pulsating around his fingers and my skin burned. Trying to breathe properly, I clutched onto his shoulders as I bucked my hips a few more times.

In the afterglow of my tumultuous orgasm, I leaned my head back and shut my eyes. My body felt amazing and I didn’t want it to end.

“That’s one,” Ryder said, breaking me from my reverie.