It’s Friday.
Which means date number five.
I ran into Ryder at Joe’s on Tuesday afternoon and then again last night at Dan Jeffrey’s but he made it clear, no matter how hard I tried to sway him, that date number five was staying on Friday night.
We’ve been texting most days and if we aren’t texting then one of us is ringing the other one.
We haven’t even had sex yet but it’s already starting.
I’m becoming dependent.
And what’s worse is that I couldn’t care less.
The thought of seeing Ryder excites me and getting through today has been difficult but I’ve managed it.
Just.
As soon as I got home, I started getting ready.
Seeing as he says he likes me without makeup, I decide to go with a very minimal amount and I leave my hair down.
Since we are planning on riding his motorcycle, I’ve chosen to wear dark navy jeans that are skin tight and black boots. I picked out a nice top and grabbed my leather jacket. All in all, I have to say that I look pretty epic.
I can’t wait for Ryder to see me.
Turns out that he must be as eager as I am for this date because he knocks on my door thirty minutes early.
Racing over to the door, I swing it open then launch myself at him. He catches me easily, even with his helmet still in his hand.
I start peppering kisses all over his face as he backs me into the apartment and he swings his leg around to close the door.
He walks me over to the table to dump his helmet then grips my ass with both hands. “I’m guessing you’re excited about date number five.”
There’s no point even trying to deny how excited I am. “Please, you’re just as excited, you turned up thirty minutes early.
Squeezing my ass, he smirks at me, “And you were ready thirty minutes early.”
“It’s not a competition Ryder.” Slamming my lips down on his, I start grinding my lower half against him.
He drops my butt down onto the table and pulls back from our kiss. “You know we actually have to go on our date first, right?”
“Let’s go then.” Pushing him out of the way, I grab my bag and open the apartment door.
Turning around, I see him trying to smother his laughter. “Alright, let’s go.”
As we walk outside and I glimpse his motorcycle, I start to get a skip in my step. “This is so exciting.”
Grabbing my hand, he pulls me against his side, “Where do you want to go?”
I shrug, “I don’t care, just drive.”
It doesn’t bother me what Ryder and I do together, it’s only his company that I care about.
He’s become like a favorite sweater of mine that I want to wear every day.
Throwing one leg over his bike, he starts the engine and it roars to life. That action alone has caused my panties to become drenched. “Do you realize how fucking sexy you are like that?”
My dreams did not do this image justice.
Fuck, maybe I should take him into the forest and ask him to cut down a tree for date number six.
I’m definitely going to buy him a flannel shirt and maybe an axe too.
He holds my helmet out to me, “I could say the same about you, hop on.”
Grabbing the helmet, I put it on and swing my leg over the bike, trying to mirror his actions although I don’t feel sexy doing it.
I’m short and his bike is huge so it’s not exactly easy to swing my leg over in one fluid movement.
After he shows me where to put my feet, I wrap my arms around his solid body and smile like a lunatic.
The bike thunders beneath me and the feeling is euphoric.
As Ryder takes off, the bike lurches forward with such speed that I close my eyes.
I mold my body against his back and take in the city as everything rushes past us.
Time escapes me and I have no clue how long we having been riding around for but Ryder eventually stops down by the river. “Are you hungry?”
“Yeah but I don’t want to go in and eat anywhere, let’s grab something quick and go back to my place.” Hopping off the bike, my muscles feel a bit stiff and I try to shake my legs out before Ryder sees.
If he knows that I’m sore down there, he will make an excuse to get out of sleeping with me and I’m not about to let that happen.
We are having sex tonight no matter what happens.
I’ve waited long enough.
He places his arm over my shoulders and we walk around until we find a place that meets our needs.
Ryder tells me to slow down about five times while we are eating but I can’t help it, I’m too excited. “Seriously Liv, you’re going to choke. Just chew your food, we have all night.”
Grinning, I take another big mouthful.
Not surprisingly I finish eating first so while I wait for Ryder, I pull my phone out and start checking Instagram. “Hey look at this photo of Maddy and Blake,” turning my phone around, I show Ryder the photo that Maddy posted earlier.
Chewing far too slowly, he asks, “Nice, where are they?”
“They’re spending the weekend travelling down the Amalfi Coast, lucky bitch.” If only Italy wasn’t so far away, I could visit her on the weekends.
“Is that somewhere you went when you were over there?”
“Yeah it was but I didn’t get to spend nearly enough time there.” Stupid school ruined that adventure.
If I had known I would love that area so much then I wouldn’t have waited until the last week of my trip to go there.
“I’m sure you’ll get to go back one day.”
“Yeah,” I sigh, especially if Maddy ends up staying there for good. “But in the meantime, I get to spend my time with you.”
He grins and swallows his last mouthful.
About damn time.
He’s like the slowest eater I’ve ever met.
It’s like he’s trying to delay going back to my apartment or something. “Hey you should follow me on Instagram and add me on Facebook. Actually, why haven’t we done this already? I totally would have stalked you.” It’s what I normally do with the guys I date.
Online stalking is a great way to uncover any hidden red flags.
I’ve dodged a couple of bullets from stalking potential dates.
He pulls out his phone and brings up the app. “You’re under Ruby Drew, right?”
“Yeah…wait, how did you know that?” We’ve never talked about social media before so how would he know that I have accounts under a fake name?
Even if he tried to stalk me himself, he never would have known to look under Ruby Drew.
His eyes widen, “Know what?”
“That all of my accounts are under the name Ruby Drew.” If he managed to track down my accounts on his own then he has some serious stalking skills.
He clears his throat awkwardly which makes me think he is hiding something. “You said.”
“I did?” I don’t remember that conversation at all. “When?”
Taking a moment to think, he utters, “Um…last night at Dan Jeffrey’s, you said you did it because your dad’s so protective.”
“Huh,” and I wasn’t even super drunk last night but it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve forgotten something I did on a night out. “Well, anyway, you should follow me.”
Maybe he’s being weird because he already stalked my accounts after he left Dan Jeffrey’s last night. I know I would have done the same.
He keeps his head down, staring intently at his phone. “Done.” All of a sudden, he stands up, “Let’s head back.”
“Okay.” Jumping up from my seat, I follow him back to his bike but he doesn’t put his arm around me this time. “Are you alright Ryder?”
I didn’t mean to sound so accusing when we were talking about my accounts but I’m super private about that sort of stuff.
Dad would have a huge tantrum if he knew that I was on social media.
He’s super weird about that sort of stuff and thinks people will steal my identity or use my information to kidnap me or some shit. His imagination is pretty active if that’s what he comes up with by just putting a few photos online.
Ryder turns around with a bright smile on his face, “Yeah, I’m fine. Here’s your helmet.”
The ride back to my apartment is a lot shorter than on the way there and I can’t help but notice that Ryder is still quiet in the elevator on the way up.
Is he getting nervous about having sex?
A guy that is as hot as him must have dated plenty of girls so I’m sure he has nothing to worry about. I already really like him so even if the sex is mediocre, I plan to stick around and see if it gets better.
When we walk into the apartment, Ryder basically runs straight into the bathroom.
Weird.
He better not be chickening out on me.
I’ve waited a long time for this.
Getting an idea to kick things off, I run into my bedroom and strip off my clothes. At the last second, I take my underwear off as well and pull on the Red Sox jersey that Ryder gave me.
I fluff my hair then run back out and take a seat on the table facing the bathroom.
Crossing my legs, I sit up nice and straight so I can push my chest out.
I’m about to call out to see what is taking Ryder so long when the door opens.
His steps falter when he sees me and his eyes run the length of my body, starting from my toes and slowly working their way up to my lips.
His chest starts lifting up and down with the force of his breathing and he starts stalking towards me.
When he reaches me, I spread my legs so he can stand between them.
His eyes dip straight between my legs and he groans, closing his eyes tightly. “Fuck Liv.”
“You can open your eyes you know, I want you to look.” I want him to do a hell of a lot more than just look.
He opens his eyes and steps in between my legs, cupping my face with his hands. “Are you sure about this?”
“What do you mean am I sure? We’ve been over this Ryder, what’s your deal?” It’s just sex.
By the way he is acting, you would think I asked him to marry me or something.
I’ve never known a guy to try and back out of sex so much.
I’m starting to think that something is wrong with me.
“I just, I don’t want to, fuck…I don’t want to fuck things up with you Liv,” he seems super distressed for some reason.
I reach around and grab his ass, pulling his center closer to mine. “The only way you could fuck this up is if you don’t stick your dick inside me.”
He closes his eyes again and leans his forehead against mine. He seems to take a few deep breaths then without warning his lips crash down on mine.
Whatever made him hesitate is now long forgotten, he kisses me forcefully and with such passion that I can barely restrain myself.
Thankfully he starts undoing the buttons on my jersey as I was about two seconds away from ripping my shirt from my body like the Hulk.
I’m completely burning up with my need for him to touch me.
When he has the last button undone, he spreads my shirt open and moves his mouth down to my neck.
As he trails kisses down my throat, his hands sit on my waist but he grips me tightly.
Bringing my hands up, I try to remove his shirt but he grabs my arms and places them back at my sides.
Slowly, he makes his way down to my breasts and bites one of my nipples, then sucks the whole breast into his mouth. I grab onto his head for support, wishing for the first time that he had some hair I could grab onto.
He does the same with my other breast then starts kicking a chair over towards himself.
When he has the chair in position, he takes a seat and grabs my thighs, ripping them further apart.
He stares straight at my pussy for two long seconds, licking his lips then his tongue is inside me.
There is no starting off gentle with Ryder and the sensations are so overpowering that I fall back onto the table. My back starts arching of its own accord and unintelligible words fall from my lips.
Ryder throws my legs over his shoulders and reaches up with one hand to grab my breast, his other hand tries to keep my body in position but I’m squirming like crazy.
When my orgasm hits me, Ryder doesn’t pull back, he groans against my pussy and continues to lick me.
My body goes limp but I watch in fascination as Ryder rises from his chair while pulling his shirt off. His pants get shoved down his body and he starts fisting his cock. “Condom?”
“In my handbag,” I point to the floor where I dropped it earlier.
My eyes take in every single glorious inch of him as he rummages in my handbag, pulls out a condom and rips it open with his teeth.
He slides the condom down his thick length then stands back between my legs.
His body is humming with energy and every single muscle on his body seems coiled tight with tension.
As I continue to lie on the table, still too limp to move, he rams his cock inside me with one furious thrust.
My body arches off the table as I adjust to his size. “Fuck, Ryder!”
His hands reach around my back and he pulls me up so that I’m flush against him.
I wrap my legs around his waist and my hands start gripping his neck so forcefully that I wouldn’t be surprised if I left behind a bruise.
He grunts as he kisses me, pounding into me like he has lost complete control.
This is the type of sex that I live for.
Rough and passionate.
It’s exhilarating being at the complete mercy of someone else.
His hands roam over my body and his lips do the same but he never once breaks his rhythm.
I had high expectations when it came to sex with Ryder but I had no idea just how much I would enjoy it.
It’s like he knows exactly how to move his body to get the maximum pleasure from mine.
I’ve never felt such a connection while having sex before.
We seem to mold together perfectly.
Every inch of our skin is connected but it’s my heart that’s the most affected.
My feelings for Ryder were strong before but now they have stepped up into uncharted territory.
I never want this feeling to end.
Throwing my head back, I let out a scream as a second orgasm hits me.
Ryder’s grunts intensify and he grabs the back of my head, forcing me to look at him as he releases inside me.
His movements slow down to nothing but he doesn’t let go of my hair.
Our eyes remained locked.
Our breathing heavy.
After a moment he closes his eyes and rest his forehead against mine.
That was by far the best sex I have ever had. “You were right.”
Startled, he pulls back slightly, “What do you mean?”
“Delayed gratification, you were right.” I’m sure the sex would have been just as epic if we hadn’t waited but it certainly made the experience more intense.
My desire for him was so strong that I nearly orgasmed from that first touch alone.
He laughs softly and kisses me on the lips. “You’re something else Liv.”
“Is that a good thing?” He keeps saying stuff like that to me but my insecurities tend to get the best of me when I really like someone.
Squeezing my butt cheeks he grins, “Yeah, it’s a really good thing.”
“Is it weird that I don’t want you to pull out of me?” My legs are locked around his waist keeping him in place but he’s made no move to pull out of me either.
He shakes his head, “No, I kind of like it in there.”
Why does that make me so giddy?
It’s like my heart soars every time he says something nice to me.
“Now do you see why I told you to clear Saturday and Sunday?” If he turns around and tells me that he has plans this weekend then I’m not above tying him to my bed.
In fact, I might do that anyway.
That sounds hot.
He nods, still trying to calm his racing heart. “Yeah. Please tell me you haven’t forgotten about any other visitors that are coming to stay this weekend.”
Smiling, I shake my head, “Nope, the only person on my schedule this weekend is you.”
He kisses me once more then slowly pulls out of me which cause me to pout.
I wasn’t kidding when I said I didn’t want him to pull out of me.
He taps me on the nose, “Don’t worry, I’ll be back.”
Turning around, he walks into the bathroom and returns a minute later. He picks me up off the table and walks us over to the couch, sitting down and positioning me on his lap.
Resting my head on his chest, I sigh in contentment. “And to think, I was telling Maddy I thought the reason you didn’t want to sleep with me is because you were bad in bed.”
His laughter is so strong it causes my body to shake along with his. “What? How did you come up with that idea?”
I shrug, “I don’t know, I thought maybe you were bad in bed and wanted me to fall for you before I found out so that I wouldn’t leave you.”
Slowly, his hand starts running up and down my legs. “Well, I hoped I proved your theory wrong.”
“You did.” Closing my eyes, I start running my hand along his chest. “How often do you work out? I’ve seen a lot of ripped guys in my time but you, your muscles practically have muscles.”
In the heat of the moment, I didn’t take the time to fully appreciate his body but now all I want to do is explore every inch of it.
Preferably with my hands first and then with my tongue.
Once Ryder leaves my apartment, I plan to have every spec of his body memorized.
“You really want to tell me about all the other guys you’ve seen naked right now?”
I pull back so I can look into his eyes, “No need to get jealous and for your information, I see plenty of naked chests at the beach in the summer, or in magazines, or on billboards, or-”
Rolling his eyes, he pulls me back into his chest, “Okay I get it and to answer your question, every day.”
“I think I’d like to watch that.” I’ve dreamed of Ryder almost every night since we met but tonight I’m going to dream that he’s lifting weights and that I’m the weights.
If I wasn’t so unfit then I would suggest a couple workout but something tells me that Ryder would put me to shame.
Vibrations run through his body as he chuckles, “You want to watch me work out?”
“Yeah, I think it would be sexy. Actually, everything you do is sexy.” Fuck, I need to get him in my kitchen making something.
I’m sure Maddy has an apron around here somewhere. Seeing him in my kitchen with his ass on display is a visual that I need in my life desperately.
He starts laughing again, “You sure know how to boost a guy’s ego.”
“Trust me, it’s well-deserved praise,” and I don’t give out compliments willy-nilly.
After a moment, his lips brush against my ear, “I wasn’t too rough with you, was I? I kind of lost control.”
Too rough? Is that some kind of a joke? “No, that was sexy too, I liked it. No, I think I loved it.”
It was fucking incredible.
He kisses my forehead, “Coming out of that bathroom to see you sitting on that table in the Red Sox jersey I got you was the hottest thing I have ever seen. You blew my mind.”
I grin, “Good. That’s the look I was going for.”
My plan was to be so tempting that he wouldn’t leave me high and dry again and it certainly paid off.
“What other looks do you have?” he asks coyly.
Oh, he has no idea. “Plenty, would you like to find out?”
His eyes heat with desire, “Yeah, I would.”
Hopping off his lap, I kneel on the floor and push his legs apart.
He moans and his head falls back against the couch. “Fuck Liv, I feel like I could come just looking at you.”
I feel the exact same way about him. “You better look at me because I’m not sucking your dick until you do.”
His head snaps up and his hand reaches out to caress the side of my face, “I’ve never met anyone like you before Liv.”
Grinning, I lower my head and take him all the way into my mouth until he hits the back of my throat and I gag.
His other hand moves into my hair and he starts thrusting his hips to match my movements.
I have a feeling this weekend is going to turn out better than I ever could have imagined.