Ryan slowly started stalking towards her and she couldn't help herself from slowly retreating. She wanted to stand firm but she was too afraid of what would happen if he touched her. She wasn't convinced of her own will-power.
"Ryan you need to back off, I know we have an agreement but I'm tired and not ready to share your bed yet," Nicole tried to reason with him, still backing away as he made a steady advance toward her. He said nothing as he continued to stalk her, as if she really was his prey. He didn't speed up, he didn't yell. He did nothing but follow her.
She looked behind her and realized he was backing her into a corner. She knew it was the chicken's way out but she didn't care. If she didn't flee the room and really soon, he was going to grab her and she knew if that happened she'd be lost.
She noticed the table to her left and made a dash around it and started running from the room. She could call herself a chicken later. Her only thought was getting into another room, one with a lock where she would in no way be tempted to let him take her to bed.
She made it to the bottom of the stairs, when his fingers locked around her wrist. He whipped her around, jerking her body against his and smiled in triumph, only seconds before his mouth fell on hers. She was panting from her short sprint, leaving her mouth open to his probing tongue. She gasped aloud as his tongue stroked her mouth, causing liquid fire to burn through her veins.
She'd kissed him countless times as a teenager but it had in no way prepared her for the kiss of a man. He was devastating her system in a matter of seconds. She tried to pull out of his arms. She tried to regain her composure but he was touching her in a way that left all thoughts from her mind. Suddenly he picked her up in his arms, while continuing to love her mouth. She was losing all will of saying no to the man.
He carried them quickly up the stairs and before Nicole knew what was happening, he was laying her down on the bed and her clothes were stripped away. Ryan laid alongside her, quickly taking her back in his arms and once again locking his lips down on hers.
She needed to stop him. She needed to let him know she wasn't ready. She needed to gain the will-power to stop but she couldn't do it. She couldn't even think, let alone find the strength to deny him and herself.
Ryan released her mouth, only to trail his lips down her neck and run his tongue along the mounds of her br**sts. By the time he finally clasped her aching nipple into his mouth, her entire body jerked off the bed. She was done with any protests she'd thought about issuing. He ran his tongue over her ni**les and she could feel the tightening in her stomach and the wetness in her core. Her body was preparing for his entrance and she wanted him more than she wanted anything else.
He was making her feel completely possessed with his domination of her body. She was weak to his every command. He continued circling her chest with his tongue and she could do nothing but moan in pleasure, as her hands rubbed over his body. She could feel the slight sheen of sweat on his skin, which only turned her on more, to witness his loss of ever present control. She'd brought him to a state of arousal with nothing more than her responses to him.
She could feel his impressive erection pressing into her thigh and her body squirmed underneath him, needing to feel him press against her core. She needed him to join them together and she couldn't wait much longer.
"I've wanted to do this since the first kiss we shared," he confided to her in a ragged voice. His tone made her squirm even more. He was on the edge of control and she didn't mind being the one to push him over the cliff.
He brought his lips back to hers and kissed her so tenderly, she was washed away with emotions. How could he be so cold and calculating one moment and kiss her as if she was the most precious thing in the universe the next. If she hadn't already been past the point of no return that kiss would've done it.
He pressed the head of his erection against her slick opening and she could feel the heat burning in her aching core. "Please," she begged him, when he still wouldn't thrust inside her.
"I can't wait any longer," he growled at her. He wanted to make it good for her, he wanted to make sure she was ready for him but he'd wanted her for so long and hadn't been with any other in months and there was no way he could drag out their lovemaking.
He lifted her leg, pushing it behind his back, opening her up fully for him. He could feel her heat against his head and it was making his entire body break out in a sweat, trying to maintain his control. He'd never before lost control over his body with any other woman.
She gasped aloud at the intense pleasure washing through her and jerked her hips, trying to get him to enter her.
He didn't need any more prompting. With one quick thrust, he buried himself fully in her. She tensed as his entire girth filled her fully, causing a brief moment of pain.