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Chapter 12: THE Talk
It was almost five when Chris finally got to sit down. She looked around her apartment, proud of what she'd achieve. Her usually messy apartment was now sparkly clean. She'd picked up all of her discarded clothes and had cleaned up her closet, giving her enough space to hide her numerous shoes in. She'd dusted and vacuumed every single room in her small apartment and had made sure nothing was left out of place.
Ryan was supposed to come over to her place after his shift and there was no way she would let him inside her apartment looking the way it did. Ryan was a neat freak… and she was the complete opposite.
'Since when do you care what people think about your apartment, Chris?' her mind asked her. She shook her head at her own thoughts. If her mother had seen her she'd be laughing her ass off.
Chris grimaced at the thought of her mother. She hadn't called her to apologize and she hadn't either. If there was something she'd gotten from her mother, it was, without a doubt, her stubbornness. It had nothing to do with pride. She'd had no right to tell her what to do and should've never told her to quit her job. She knew how long she'd wanted to get that job and asking her to quit because she had to work with a Duquesne was simply ridiculous and selfish.
She groaned and pushed herself off her couch. She didn't want to think about her mother. She would deal with her later. Now, she just wanted to focus her mind on Ryan. She went to her bedroom and opened her closet, looking for something cute to wear. 'I really need to go shopping for new clothes.' She thought, searching through her closet.
'WHAT??' her mind screamed. Since when did she become so giddy about a man that she wanted to go on a shopping spree to change her closet?
She rolled her eyes at herself and grabbed her favorite pair of black jeans. She pulled it on and chose to wear a light grey v-neck sleeveless top. She stood in front of the mirror and pulled her hair up in a high ponytail. 'There. I look cute enough to ravage.' she told her reflection, before she rolled her eyes at herself. 'You wish.'
A knock at the door interrupted the conversation she was having with herself. She glanced atherreflection one last time and, satisfied, she half ran up to her front door. She opened the door and smiled widely when she saw him waiting behind the door. "Hi!" She took a step back to let him in, suddenly feeling shy.
But apparently, Ryan wasn't. He shut the door behind him and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her against him. Her hands fisted in his hair as he kissed her hungrily, drawing a throaty moan from her. He finally pulled back and smiled down at her. "Hi."
Chris let go of his head and grinned back, trying to ignore the evident flush she felt creeping on her cheeks. She tried taking a step out of his embrace but Ryan only tightened his hold on her. He shook his head, giving her a mischievous grin. "And where do you think you're going?"
She shrugged, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Apparently, nowhere." She answered. "How was work?"
It was his turn to shrug. "It was work." He licked his lips and lifted his chin towards her living room. "I spent the day wondering if your couch was as comfortable as mine." He told her as he started backing her up towards it.
Chris giggled and played along. "I don't know if it's as comfortable, but I know a way to make it work pretty good." She told him, suddenly not so shy anymore. She turned them around just as they reached her couch and pushed him to sit on it before straddling his lap.
"I like this couch already." He announced, sitting back as she slowly lifted her top off, showing him the lacy purple bra she was wearing underneath. She could already feel him hard against the juncture of her thigh. She reached up to the top button of his shirt and started unbuttoning it slowly.
His eyes were glued to her flushed face as his fingers itched to grab that bra and rip it off her. She finally got his shirt opened completely and helped him out of it, throwing it over her shoulder. He took her face between his hands and brought her lips down to his, kissing her hungrily. His hands left her face and went behind her back to unhook her bra. He drew the garment down her arms and threw it blindly behind her. His hands didn't waste any time, going to work on the button of her jeans.
Chris giggled and pulled back, pushing his hands away. His eyes were dark with need as he watched her stand up from his lap and slowly take her jeans and panties off. He licked his lips as his hot gaze travelled over her naked body, his mouth itching to taste her. She grinned, got down on her knees in front of him and got to work on his pants. He scooted a little closer to the edge of the couch, giving her better access as her small fingers unzipped his pants. He lifted himself off the couch to help her pull his pants and underwear down his legs.
"Come here." He ordered, holding his arms out to her. She grinned and straightened herself before straddling his hips again, his erection nudged between them. She kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck again. His hands travelled over the bare skin of her back and settled on her cheeks, squeezing tightly. He devoured her mouth, groaning as she made small circles with her hips.
Without breaking the kiss, she lifted herself up and used one of her hands to guide him to her opening. Her hand joined the other one at the back of the couch as she let herself go down on him, groaning at the feel of him stretching her.
He held onto her hips as he broke the kiss and threw his head back, biting on his lower lip to keep from crying out. He helped guiding her movements as she rode him slowly, gasping when he got that little deeper. He groaned her name when she started moving faster, raising his hips to meet hers as he held onto her. He moved one of his hands around to touch her, wanting her to come before he did.
Chris threw her head back and shut her eyes tightly, whimpering as she felt herself nearing the edge. She finally gasped and cried out, her climax washing over her. Ryan held onto her hips and pumped his hips up into her with hard thrusts, crying out as he finally emptied himself inside her. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her still as they both came down from their bliss.
"I take it you really HAD that hard on all day." She whispered, giggling softly.
Ryan snorted and tightened his hold on her. "You have NO idea." He answered, his hands slowly caressing her naked back.
They stayed in this position for a few more minutes, enjoying the feel of each other, but realized they would have to move at some point. They untangled themselves from each other and quickly got cleaned up before putting their clothes back on.
Ryan was standing in the kitchen when she came out of the bathroom. She walked in, fixing her hair in the same high ponytail she'd sported before and squealed when Ryan grabbed her by the waist and gave her a huge hug. "What's going on? Haven't had enough?" she told him, giggling as he kissed her neck.
He pulled back slightly and held her face between his hands. "I think I'll never have enough of you." He told her, holding her face a mere inches from his.
Chris blushed and looked away, unable to look him in the eye.
"I'm making you blush." He stated, quite proud of himself.
"This is just very new… for me." She stuttered, taking a little step back. She forced herself to look at him. "We've been friends for a while and now… it's all changing and… I've never gotten into something like this… so fast." She babbled, trying to make sense out of what was coming out of her mouth.
Ryan shook his head and leaned back against the table, bringing her closer to stand between his legs. "Do you want to know what I think?" he asked her softly, tilting his head to get a good look at her face. "I think I like you a lot more than a friend should. I think the first time we were together might have been a mistake." He took her face between his hands again, wanting her to look at him. "But after that, I don't think it was. I spent a lot of time thinking about it and I've realized I have feelings for you."
He nodded his head. "And I didn't want to say anything 'cause I didn't know if you felt the same way."
"So that's why you were so distant." She couldn't keep the soft smile from reaching her lips at what he'd told her. She reached up and laid her hands on his waist. "I… like you, too." She looked down and shrugged her shoulders. "All I know is that I hated not having you around lately, and I really… REALLY wanted to see you." She looked up in his hazel eyes again, hoping she'd said enough.
Ryan grinned at her and wrapped his arms around her, bringing her tightly against him. "So… does this mean we're dating?"
Chris snorted and shook her head at him. "I think we're way passed the dating part… unless… you… don't want to start… anything." She stuttered, not wanting to force him into anything.
He laughed softly and kissed her lips softly. "I think I'd like to start… SOMETHING… with you." He whispered, looking into her eyes.
Chris grinned and lifted her arms around his neck, bringing his lips down to hers again. The kiss quickly grew more and more passionate as hands started exploring every inch of the skin they could find under their clothes.
Ryan groaned when Chris pulled back, breaking the kiss. "Ryan, we have to eat something." She told him, pushing against his chest as he tried pulling her back in.
"I don't need food." He grunted, showing her what else he needed.
Chris giggled and shook her head. "Well, I do." She reminded him, trying very hard to ignore her own growing need.
Ryan bowed his head and let out a long sigh. "Fine." He groaned, as if it were the worst thing he'd ever had to do.
The short blond laughed and stepped back, fixing her clothes. "We could order some Chinese!" she piped up, wanting to lighten his mood.
"Fine." He answered, still pouting.
Chris rolled her eyes and went over to the phone. "Chinese it is!"
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