I clutched the rough iron railing of the headboard as he drove into me, spreading my legs apart with his big hands as I moaned. So deep... then deeper. I pushed back against him as I felt his fingers slide gently up my back, over my spine.
I'd intended on going out tonight to forget him...to forget this. My black dress, now wrinkled on his floor, had been perfect for my plan along with my red lipstick and dark mascara. I knew that plan was over when he walked into the club and held me with his indigo eyes, not letting his gaze drift from my face as I set my drink down and took a deep breath.
I sighed as he slipped his hand into my long black curly hair, sliding against my scalp before pulling lightly as I leaned my head up. I knew what he wanted, but it was rare for us to be too close.. I knew he wanted my body against his as we fucked, or maybe more tonight. He'd been on edge all night after approaching me, eager to leave and come back to his place though I wasn't sure just why. I'd speculated that he'd fought with another girl, one of the many he saw aside from me in my mind. We weren't close enough in this bittersweet time for me to know any different and I'd given in to my desires over worrying, taking what he'd give me yet again.
My clothes had practically melted off so easily as I realized my craving for him was not strong enough to even bother with my willpower tonight, or maybe ever. Ever since I met Ryan six months ago at his gig in a club I could still picture in detail, I'd been in deep with him. We'd gone to my place drunk that night and countless times since then, both sober and drunk.
I leaned up, pushing with my trembling arms to press against his damp naked chest. “Mmmm, baby,” Ryan said huskily as he slipped his arm around my waist and held me there, sliding his fingers up to cup my breast as I gasped. He hadn't slowed his movements and I felt myself clutch him tighter as he moved faster.
“Harder, Ryan,” I pleaded with him, feeling him straighten our bodies a bit and change his angle. His hand slipped down my stomach as he whispered for me to take over for him, moving to my core as I bit my lip and pinched myself hard. He stroked and pinched me into a violent release, making me cry out hoarsely and slump against him as my orgasm throbbed throughout every nerve-ending in my body before he stilled and filled me deeply while pressing a hard open-mouthed kiss to my exposed neck, letting his lips linger. I heard him whisper something softly, too soft to hear as I allowed my body to come back down from the addictive high.
I knew that more than my body had reacted to him. I knew that I had fallen for him, and I let myself ease forward out of his arms and onto the mattress onto my hands and knees before sinking onto my stomach. He collapsed next to me, forcing my eyes over to him as I watched him take a deep breath and stretch his body before meeting my eyes with his.
He was perfect in this setting, though he was perfect in any setting. I knew that I was in love with him despite all of my heart's warnings not to let it happen.
I allowed him to slide close to me, slipping an arm over my back to pull me against him as he kissed my shoulder. This moment could be enough for me to pretend.
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