Nerd Girl(83)

He laughed at my response. “That is for pleasure.”

“Seriously?” I asked incredulously. “All you executive types seem to enjoy reading these things. They’re way too dry for me. That might explain, though, why people like me stay in IC roles, whereas people like you are overachievers, always trying to conquer the world.” I was being facetious, of course. IC stood for individual contributor in MS speak, as opposed to being in a management role like Ryan.

He smirked at me and took my hand to continue the tour. I peeked into his bedroom to see a king-sized bed with a contemporary wooden block head board. I wondered if I would be looking out to this view in the morning. A part of me was excitedly anticipating the possibilities of this evening and I looked at Ryan with one eyebrow raised and a sly suggestive grin. He chuckled and moved predatorily to my side.

“What are you doing to me?” he asked teasingly as he took my glass of wine and placed it on the dresser. He put his arms around my waist and nuzzled his face into my hair. “I can’t stop thinking about you, and when you look at me like that …” He growled and captured my lips in his.

At first it was soft and playful, but I soon felt our urgency and the kisses turned hot and breathless. Gah! This man could turn me on like a light switch. I went from zero to sixty in the blink of a flirtatious kiss. His kiss instantly made my blood boil and my veins hum with desire for him.

Directly behind Ryan, there was a gray leather lounge chair. I backed him up until his calves bumped it. His knees buckled backwards, forcing him to sit down while I continued to stand. His hand caressed the back of my knee and slowly moved upward inside my skirt to massage my ass, before moving back down to my thighs. His fingers slowly moved between my legs and I felt his thumb brush my sex over my panties. I let out a gasp, instantly damp.

This whole time, his gaze never left my eyes, making this moment between us even more erotic and sensual. His eyes were hooded and I was breathing heavily. He pulled my panties down and I stepped out of them. Even fully clothed and my skirt brushing my knees, I felt incredibly exposed and vulnerable to him. He returned his hands to their previous location, slowly massaging my most sensitive area with the pad of his thumb. A deep moan fell from my lips and he slid two fingers into me. I gasped and lifted one of my legs up onto the arm of the chair to give him better access, but also so I wouldn’t collapse as a result of the weakness I felt in my legs. The next thing I knew, my skirt was lifted up and his tongue on me, expertly licking and sucking me where I wanted it most. I could barely contain myself, knowing I wouldn’t be able to stand much longer. I grabbed his shoulders for more support as I felt myself climax. As I lost my mind through my orgasm, Ryan pulled me to him so that I straddled his lap and I collapsed on top of him.

I slowly came to my senses as Ryan was trying to unbutton his jeans. I lifted myself off a little so he could better access his button fly. I saw his excitement spring upward as soon as it was released from his boxers. I straddled him again, easing myself slowly down. I was already so sensitive and still reeling from the last minute; I was a bundle of loose mush in his arms. Sensing my weakened state, Ryan took over and expertly put his arm around my waist and helped me move up and down. It didn’t take long before I felt myself tighten again and I no longer needed his help to ride him. My own need for release propelled me forward. Another wave of pleasure soon overcame me and I had my second orgasm in less than five minutes.

I cried out again, my head falling backwards. “Oh, yes! Ryan!”

Ryan continued to pump me back up and down until I felt his whole body tense and stiffen. “Julia! I’m going to come! Fuck!” He climaxed hard, his body jerking and trembling deep into me. I held him tight as he rode it out; the look on his face was fantastic and I reveled in the pleasure he took from my body.

This must be a record for me. This made for five orgasms within twenty-four hours. And possibly the best sex I’d ever had. We collapsed onto each other and stayed in that position for several more minutes. When we could both breathe evenly again, I looked at him with a satisfied grin at the same time my stomach released an embarrassing growl.

Ryan chuckled and gave me the most endearing smile. “I better feed you,” he said, lifting me off of him and handing me my panties with a smirk.





Ryan was making me halibut with mango salsa, which sounded fancy but was surprisingly easy to make. I helped by chopping the mangoes and other salsa ingredients while he went out on the deck to grill the fish.

Midway through our dinner, Ryan got curious about my family’s reaction to my impromptu surprise wedding guest. “So, what sort of questions did everyone ask you at the brunch?”