In his grasp 2

TLC

“Mmm. That was gorgeous Ryan” I complimented and placed my knife and fork together on the plate. He had just finished his last mouthful and reached for my tray. “I’m glad you liked it” he scoffed and stood to his feet. Once he had returned from washing up, he grabbed the remotes from the coffee table that controlled the tv and sat on the other side of the sofa where my feet were. I looked down my nose to him as I snuggled into the pillow. I was laying down on the arm. He smiled at me and turned the tele on. We debated on what to watch and decided on a film. Ashley wasn’t coming back until tomorrow as her new job meant she had to travel a lot. I’m not going to lie, I was over the moon about this because I just wanted to feel comfortable and relaxed whilst I tried to heal. 

Ryan grabbed my legs gently and pulled them to his lap so that I was spread out on the sofa instead of bunched up. I was wearing grey shorts, grey trainer socks and a white strapped shirt. Ryan had grabbed a blanket for me before entering the room which was placed lightly over my body. My legs stuck out the bottom of the blanket because I can’t stand having hot feet. If my feet get hot then my body temperature increases and I hate it.

Ryan stroked his finger tips up and down my legs and ankles. Focusing on this film is not happening for me, not when the sensation of his fingers are sending tingles through my body. Moving my foot into a comfier position, I felt his hard bulge pressing against his shorts. I raised my head to look at him and he continued to stare at the tv as if he didn’t notice, I knew he did. I laid back down and smirked to myself, feeling like I had achieved something by clearly making him aroused. I took in a deep breath and let out a light sigh. That got his attention. “Everything okay?” He asked me still stroking my legs. I looked back at him and flashed a cheeky grin. “Yep, is everything okay with you?” I indicated to his piece that was tightly restricted by his shorts. He blushed slightly and replied. “Never better”. Giggling at him, I moved my heel slightly towards his bulge and he took a deep breath in.

“Oh... sorry I didn’t mean to...” I flickered my eyes towards his bulge once again. “Make you uncomfortable” I giggled, he smirked at me then ran his fingers slightly higher up my leg reaching my thighs. His hand reached half way up my thigh before teasingly made its way back to my ankle. I shut my eyes as I took in the sensation of his warm touch wonder further up my thigh. I gasped as he reached my tickle spot right next to my pantie line and he giggled. “Sorry” he smirked. “I didn’t meant to make you... uncomfortable”. How cheeky! I couldn’t hide my face that had redness forming on my cheeks. 

After about 30 minutes my eyes started to get heavy and I felt myself nodding off. My eyes opened slightly when I felt Ryan lift my legs gently to move. I saw him place my legs down and I could see him standing there looking at me. He didn’t know I was looking at him whilst he watched me, sprawled across the sofa in admiration. He took in a deep breath and and exhaled before waking over to my head. He leant down and gently placed his lips to my forehead and whispered “please stop scaring me like that. I don’t know what I would do if I lost you”. My heard got caught in my chest at his soft breath against my skin. 

I heard his light steps fade into the hallway and I knew I wasn’t going to fall asleep anytime soon. Not after hearing those sweet words that I never thought I would hear from his lips. I opened my eyes and thought about the way that Ryan made me feel. I didn’t think he cared for me that much. I heard him walk back into the room and I looked up at him to find him slightly embarrassed. He was panicked by the thought of me hearing every word he had just said and I smiled at him. 

“Hey, I... I thought you were asleep” he stuttered to find out if I caught what he said. I shrugged and he looked down at his feet. 

“Can I get you anything?” He asked changing the subject. I shook my head and moved to sit up, whimpering in pain. He rushed towards me and helped me up. His face was beside mine as he removed the blanket and pushed my back. He paused for a moment and I looked into his eyes once more, gazing down at his plump lips that were inches away from brushing mine. “Ryan... I” he shushed me and raised his fingers to the side of my hair, running them through slowly. “Your not gonna lose me” I whispered to him and raised my eyes to meet his again. He was motionless and placed his hand to my cheek. He realised that I heard him. Instead of breathing a word back he smiled and closed his eyes. 

I panicked for a moment as I remembered what happened last time and I hesitated. “Ryan, I don’t think this is a...” before I could say another word he placed his other hand on the opposite side of my face and cupped my cheek. He pressed his lips against mine so that I couldn’t finish my sentence. My heart jumped as the realisation set in. I closed my eyes and parted my lips, his matching mine and brushing against it with his tongue. His breath was slow and steady, the taste of his mouth was delicious and the feel of his lips were soft. He slid his hand to my neck and pressed against my face harder, moving with passion and his lips fit in between mine. He slowly pulled his lips away with his head still pressed against mine. He opened his eyes gently and I was trying to prepare myself for the same disappointment that was in eyes the first time we kissed. But I was surprised as he didn’t show any sign of regret, just relief. 

I was speechless at the moment we just shared and began to feel slightly gutted it was over. That was until he reached in to kiss me again but this time with more desperation and passion. He moved his lips to devour mine. I held his neck and he dropped his hands to my waist. He pulled me gently closer to him and I hissed in pain. He jolted back and looked at me in concern. “I’m so sor...” I pushed myself against his body and silenced him with my mouth. He was trailing his hands down my thighs and tickled his tips under the lip of my shorts, I detached myself from him to let out a groan of pleasure and he placed his mouth to my cheek. He moved all the way to me neck, pushing his fingers further up my shorts. 

“Oh Ryan, that feels so good” I gasped as he laid his teeth against my neck. He took his hand from my shorts and placed them on my stomach. I arched my back allowing him to wonder down to the lining and placing his hands in between them and my pants. As soon as he touched my sensitive clit I gasped and let out a gentle moan. He applied pressure and moved his fingers in a circular motion. 

The build of tension slowly grew as he applied a little more pressure. My breathing was irregular and I tiled my head back as my juices dampened my knickers. Shutting my eyes and moaning, Ryan moved his head from my neck to watch the enjoyment in my face. I started to shudder at the feeling that was building from my core. I couldn’t hold my orgasm and moaned louder as I got closer. “Are you going to c*m for me?” He whispered and I nodded my head mouthing the word yes, unable to make a sound. “I want you to c*m on my fingers” he said and took the fingers that were on my clit and placed them into my hole. He pressed them into me slowly and hummed. “Hmmmmm, your so tight baby”. His words made my p***y so wet. He picked up the pace and pushed his fingers into me until he felt me grip them. “Mmm you’re so close, c*m for me, c*m so I can taste you”. Finally, a feeling of release was near and I moaned loudly as I pulled his shirt at the height of my orgasm. He slowed down and slid his fingers gently. “Uhhh... that’s it” he whispered.

 I never thought that Ryan had this side to him. He was always very reserved and respectful. That definitely wasn’t the case when it came to pleasing a woman. The pain my ribs returned as the high from my orgasm disappeared. But I didn’t care, there was no way he was going to please me and get nothing back. As much as I hate Joe, he taught me that I should never do that. It’s all I know. Ryan smiled and placed his fingers into his mouth. “Mmmm” he groaned at the taste. “Better go and clean these up” he said hinted to his hand. I grabbed his arm before he could turn to leave and said. “Where do you think your going?” he looked shocked.

“I haven’t finished yet” I smirked and pushed my lips to his neck. Running my tongue from his collar bone to his ear and nibbling at his lobe. I placed my hand to his groin and gripped at his girth. He gasped with pleasure and thrusted his hips against it. I rubbed his tip through his joggers and moved my head to his. 

“Did you think I wasn’t going to return the favour.” I grinned and he flashed a cheeky smiled at me as he sat back slightly. Trying to forget about the excruciating pain in my ribs, I placed my hand to his elastic waist line and lifted it allowing his monster to be set free. I laid it on his stomach and pulled down his joggers and boxers at the same time. “Oh Ryan! It’s so big!” He smiled with pride as I wrapped my hand around his shaft. I gasped in pain as I moved into a better position and he jolted. “Are you okay?” He asked gentlyand I shushed him with my finger to his lips. “Don’t worry about me, I want you to sit back and relax” I softly said and lifted his shirt to his neck, still holding his shaft and pulling his foreskin up and down. I kissed down his abs and winced at the pain. Just ignore it Lauren. I licked down to his groin and continued up the side of his shaft. He wriggled at the sensation of my warm tongue stroking him and then reaching his tip to circle around it.

“Oh you tease” he moaned and I placed my lips around his c**k. Sucking gently and moving up and down his shaft, I played with his abs with the hand that was free. He couldn’t control himself and thrusted deeper into my mouth. He held my hair in his fingers and squeezed as the tension in his balls built. “f**k” he breathed which made my p***y moist. “Oh f**k baby, that feels so good...” he trailed off as he exhaled. After a short time of constant stroking with my mouth, his breathing had quickened. “Your gonna make me...” he couldn’t finish as he grunted and twitched. “Do it, I want to feel your c*m on my tongue” I smiled and continued to stroke his d**k with my mouth. Soon enough he had released his load into my throat and I slowed it down to allow him to empty himself. I moaned as he grunted at the release. I moved my head off of him and swallowed his wetness. 

“Oh my god, that was...” he then groaned. “Amazing” he finished and went limp as I wiped the excess from my mouth. 

“I’m home!” I heard a familiar voice shout from the hallway and we jumped to look at each in horror.

“f**k!” He whispered.