This Time Around(48)

Time to enjoy the night out with my favourite people in the world.





Chapter Twenty-Four

Taiya

“What are you reading?” Ryan asks, sitting down next to me on the couch.

I lower my book to peek at him. “A romance book.”

His eyebrows almost hit his hairline. “Is it porn… I mean erotica?”

I roll my eyes at him. “It does have sex in it, yes.”

He grins. “Want to re-enact one of the scenes?”

I bite my bottom lip, getting a little aroused at the thought.

“You liked that idea, didn’t you? Hmmm,” he says, leaning forward and kissing me on my mouth.

“Am I like the heroes in your books?”

I laugh. “You wish.”

“You’re right. I’m way better,” he says, smiling lazily.

I shake my head at his huge ego. “You need to get over yourself. Besides, the hero in this book couldn’t even get it up for another woman when the love of his life left him. You definitely didn’t have that problem.”

Silence, then, “So his woman left then he couldn’t even get it up for another woman?”

“Yep.”

“I’m a man, beautiful,” is his reply. “Perhaps he should see a doctor if he can’t get it up.”

“It’s romantic,” I scowl at him.

“It’s romantic that he can’t get a boner?”

“For anyone besides her, yes.”

He sighs, and pulls me onto his lap. “Is this really in the book or is this just a dig at me?”

My body starts shaking in silent laughter. “Did you really just say that?”

I flip back a few pages in the book and find the paragraph, then show it to him. He reads it quickly, frowning.

“I can’t believe you thought I made it up,” I mutter, closing the book.

He places a kiss on the back of my neck. “Apparently, I know nothing of romance books.”

“That’s okay. I love you anyway,” I say, leaning back into him. “I can’t remember the last time we both had a day off and just did nothing.”

“I wouldn’t say we are going to be doing nothing,” he says, reaching his hand down to cup my breast. “I don’t think I will ever get enough of you.”

The man is seriously insatiable. Not that I’m complaining. I suck in a breath when he turns my body, lowers his head and gently bites down on my breast through the soft cotton of my white dress. I watch as he then moves to my mouth, giving me a kiss that makes my panties wet. I tangle my hands in his hair, pulling on the ends, silently demanding for more. I straddle his lap, grinding myself into him, letting him know I mean business.

“Insatiable girl,” he mumbles, voicing my earlier thoughts about him. I grin against his mouth in reply, and resume kissing him with everything I have. My hands soon start to wander, running up his six pack of abs, feeling each sculptured curve. I end the kiss, moving my hands to pull his T-shirt off and throwing it behind me. I sink my teeth into my lip as I take him in. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of seeing him. Eye-fucking candy. And he’s all mine.

“Did you just mumble ‘mine’?” he asks, looking a mixture between turned on and amused. His lids are heavy, but there is a slight smirk playing on his lips.

“Did I?” I ask breathlessly, my eyes roaming down his body.

“Yes, you did, and I’m pretty sure that’s my line,” he says, running his large hands up my thighs, reaching for the hem of my dress and lifting it up over my head. The dress gets caught in my mass of curls, so I reach up and help him get it off. “Beautiful,” he breathes, running his thumb over my lace bra. I lick my lips as he swipes my nipple through the material. Impatient, I lean back and unclasp my bra, letting it fall, sliding the straps off my arms and throwing it on the floor. Ryan is sitting there in nothing but his jeans, and I’m straddling him in nothing but a pair of tiny silk leopard-print panties. I imagine we make quite the picture. I place my hands on his chest, my darker skin contrasting against his fair. I trail my hands down to undo his top button, trying to pull his jeans down with no luck.

“I need them off!” I growl. “Why do you have to wear such tight jeans?” I complain.

Ryan blesses me with a deep chuckle, lifting his hips up and helping me pull his jeans down to his thighs. I can see his cock straining through his boxers, and I grin pulling those down as well.

“There you are,” I mumble, lowering my body onto the floor so I’m on my knees before him. I lick my lips and look up at him.

Then I rock his world.

*****

“Here’s your drink, thank you,” I tell the man, sliding over his scotch. I don’t know how I ended up working at the bar tonight, when I have no idea what the hell I’m doing. Jade is sick, Tag is off today and has gone away with his little girl, and Summer and Reid are on the other side of town spending some time with Sephie. That leaves Ryan and me at the bar. And it’s a disaster. I’m so lucky to have someone as patient as Ryan as my husband, considering I’ve only been here two hours and already have dropped a glass and made two wrong drinks. I turn to look at him, charming a group of people and making five drinks quicker than I make one. Yeah, I think I’ll definitely stick to dancing.