"Thanks for driving me home, Ryan," Natalia said gratefully as they stood on the front porch of her condo. "I really appreciate it."
"It was no problem," he assured. "At least now I won't get lost when I come to pick you up tomorrow." He gave her a gentle smile and she felt her heartbeat skip.
"Uh, yeah, you probably won't," she agreed, nervously fiddling with her keys as she pulled them from her purse. "You, uh, do you wanna come in for a minute? I've got some great egg nog, Mom's homemade recipe."
Ryan took a moment to find his breath; he couldn't believe she'd invited him in. "Uh, yeah, sure, that sounds good," he finally stammered.
She smiled that amazing smile and turned to unlock the door, letting him follow her in as she turned on the lights. "Well, here it is," she presented, setting her purse and keys down on a small table before locking the front door behind them. "It's not much, but it is just me here, after all. Go ahead and have a seat, I'll get us something to drink." She walked into the kitchen as Ryan sat down on the couch. She couldn't believe she'd invited him in. She hadn't planned to, but still she found herself asking him to stay. Never mind that they would be spending the afternoon and evening together tomorrow, she didn't want this night to end; she felt as if they were in a spell that would be broken the minute he left. She sighed quietly and began to get out glasses for the egg nog.
Ryan sat in the living room, still somewhat in shock. He was here, in her house, alone with her, and she looked breathtaking; he could hardly believe it. He forced himself not to read too much into her invitation, but that didn't stop him from hoping that it meant more than coworkers sharing a drink. He really liked Natalia, but he wasn't sure where she stood. He couldn't blame her if she had trust issues; her ex Nick had been a full blown bastard. Nevertheless, Ryan found himself every day trying to find ways to prove to her that she could trust him in all things, from work to more personal things. He realized that the fact that she'd even invited him to come inside spoke volumes of the trust he'd managed to earn. He hoped he wouldn't do anything stupid and impulsive that would break that hard earned trust. He turned at the sound of Natalia returning to the room. She handed him a glass of egg nog and sat on the other end of the couch. "Thanks," he said, taking a sip. "Wow, this is delicious."
"Mom's been making it for years," she replied, taking a sip from her own glass and setting it down on the coffee table in front of them. "I don't know what it is that makes it so good, but it seems like every batch comes out perfect. I told her a few years ago that she should give me the recipe so I could make it myself, but she told me she wasn't giving up the secret until she was on her deathbed." She laughed and Ryan couldn't help but smile at the sweet sound of it.
"Sounds like she's pretty determined to keep the magic to herself," he chuckled. "My mom's that way with her Thanksgiving casseroles. She won't let anyone in the kitchen when she's making them. The only other person that ever knew the secrets was her mother, and that was who she got the recipes from in the first place."
"It must be a mom thing," Natalia figured.
"Yeah it must be," Ryan agreed, smiling and taking a few more sips of egg nog. "Well I'd better head home and get some rest before tomorrow. I'll need to be on my toes in case you misfire and shoot me in the foot or something." He looked at her and laughed playfully.
"Yeah, after a comment like that, Wolfe, it might not be a misfire," she teased, smiling widely as she drank the last contents of her glass.
"Oohh, I'm really scared, Boa Vista," he bantered.
"You should be," she teased, picking up a pillow from beside her and throwing it at him.
Her move threw him off guard and the pillow smacked him square in the head, causing him to laugh hysterically as he threw it back at her with less success than she had; the pillow flew across the room and landed on the floor. "Damnit," he laughed, reaching behind him and grabbing another pillow.
"So what is this, a pillow fight now, Ryan?" Natalia giggled, reaching for the pillow that was behind her.
"Just until I get you back," he replied, taking aim. Just as he was about to throw his cushioned weapon, Natalia swung hers without letting go and pummeled him in the stomach. "Aw, you cheater!" he playfully accused.
"I wasn't just gonna sit there and let you hit me," she giggled, standing up with her pillow in hand. "That wouldn't be a fair fight."
"Yeah, well this won't be either," Ryan smirked, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her down next to him on the couch as he dug his fingers into her sides, making her squeal.
"Ryan, stop, that tickles!" she laughed uncontrollably. "That's not fair!"
"It's not supposed to be," he said, smiling widely as he continued to tickle her.
"Okay, okay, I give up, you win!" she cried through her laughter.
Ryan laughed, stopping his ticklish pursuit but keeping one arm around her waist. "I should've let you know, I don't play games fair," he grinned, looking down at her. She'd squirmed and squiggled as he tickled her and she was now contorted sideways, her head on his chest, her legs only halfway on the couch, and her dress hiked up to her knees. Ryan tried his best to ignore the mind-blowing sight, but was finding it rather difficult.
Still catching the breath she'd lost while being tickled, Natalia looked up at Ryan. "You cheat," she accused, smiling.
"So did you," he grinned, looking down into her gorgeous brown eyes.
"I was just leveling the playing field," she defended, sitting up slightly but remaining wrapped in Ryan's arm. She slipped off her heels and set her bare feet on the coffee table as she adjusted her dress, slipping the fabric back over her legs. "You're the one who cheated by tickling me."
"I didn't think you'd be that ticklish," he claimed, still smiling at her and happy that she was remaining so close to him.
"I'm not," she lied. "You just caught me off guard."
"Oh what, like this?" Ryan asked, using both hands to tickle her sides once again.
She squealed and tried to throw herself sideways on the couch to avoid his hands, but he followed, leaving them lying next to each other on the cushions.
"Admit it, you're really ticklish!" he teased, still dancing his fingers across her midsection.
"Okay, okay, I'm ticklish!" she cried, laughing loudly.
He stopped, but kept his hand resting on her stomach as he looked down at her. Somehow with her hair slightly disheveled and her face flushed pink from laughing so hard, Natalia was even more beautiful, if that was possible. She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with the playfulness they were sharing. Not able to help himself, Ryan leaned down and lightly brushed a brief kiss to her lips.
Natalia gazed at Ryan with a smile, getting lost in his deep brown eyes. His light kiss broke the tension that had been simmering between them all evening and she reached up and pulled him down to her, pressing his lips firmly to hers. He kissed her passionately, reaching his hand up and caressing her face as she twined her fingers in his hair, holding him to her.
Ryan was intoxicated by Natalia as she gained access to his mouth and let her tongue wrap around his. He groaned at the feeling, unable to help himself. The sound only made Natalia kiss him harder and he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her body against his own. She felt so good beneath him, the softness of her curves contrasting highly with the definition of his muscled frame.
Still keeping her lips locked with Ryan's, Natalia pushed them both up so they were sitting. Hiking up her skirt to her thighs, she settled her legs on either side of Ryan's body, straddling his lap and effectively pinning him against the back of the couch. She pulled her lips from his and kissed along his jaw line and down to his neck, where she kissed and sucked on his tender skin.
"God, 'Talia," Ryan groaned, placing his hands on her waist and leaning his head back as she continued her pleasurable assault of his neck. She'd quickly found his weak point and his desire was now soaring. She pressed her hips into his, eliciting a drawn out moan from his lips. "'Talia…" he whispered, unable to finish any coherent thought.
Slowly she worked her way back to his lips, thrusting her tongue into his mouth and kissing him aggressively. She pushed on the collar of his coat, wanting it off and gone. He leaned forward slightly and let her help him push it off and lay it next to them. Ryan wrapped his arms around Natalia's body, running his hands over her bare back; he wanted desperately to feel the rest of her skin against him. He reached up and pulled at the tie of her halter, loosening it gently to let her know his intentions. She responded by reaching a hand between them and beginning to unbutton his shirt. Needing no more encouragement, he tugged the straps free and let them fall over her shoulders, the bodice of the dress slowly slipping over her breasts.
Freeing the last button, Natalia pushed his shirt off his shoulders and down his arms, tossing it behind her and never taking her lips from his. Her dress had slipped down to her waist and she leaned against Ryan, the feel of his hot skin against hers lighting her fire even more. As her bare breasts brushed against him, Ryan groaned into her kiss, pulling her as close to him as he could. She pulled her lips from his and looked at him, her eyes glazed with passion and desire.
"Tell me what you want, Natalia," Ryan pleaded, not wanting to ruin his chance of being with her by pushing her further than she wanted. "This is your choice; I'm not going to push you anywhere you don't want to go."
"I want this, Ryan," Natalia sighed softly. "I want you."
"I want you too, Natalia," he replied. "But I also want to be with you past tonight. And if this will ruin that, then I don't want it. I want all of you, not just some of you."
Natalia looked at him in awe; she hadn't expected that. To say there was intense passion between them was an understatement, but she'd never expected him to stop in the middle of the heat to tell her how much he wanted a relationship with her. She gazed into his eyes and smiled. "You would stop and walk away right now if I said it would ruin our shot at a true relationship?" she asked, the instinct to test for the truth deeply ingrained in her after so many years of mistrust.
"Right now, this instant if that's what you said," Ryan assured. "I want you, my god, do I want you right now, but I want your trust and your affection more than one night of desire."
"Well you have my complete trust," she said, kissing his cheek. "And you definitely have my affection." She kissed his other cheek. "And you will still have it tomorrow when you wake up in my bed…" She leaned and kissed his neck, dragging her lips over his skin and letting her teeth graze against him.
"Oh god, Natalia," Ryan sighed lustfully, wrapping his arms around her naked torso and holding her against him. "God, you have no idea what that does to me."
She pressed herself more firmly to his hips, feeling his hardened arousal jutting against the apex of her thighs. He groaned and laid his head against the back of the couch. "I think I know exactly what it does to you," she teased, whispering in his ear. She nibbled gently on his earlobe, sending shivers down his spine. "Mmm, you're like putty in my hands, Wolfe," she purred, softly raking her nails down his chest.
"You just wait 'til I have you squirming beneath me and begging me to make you cum, Boa Vista" Ryan replied, holding her hips against him. "Then we'll see who's putty." He kissed her tenderly, letting his lips trace a path down her neck and to her collarbone before leaning down and kissing her breasts, taking a hardened tip into his mouth and rolling it between his teeth and tongue.
"Oohh god, Ryan!" Natalia moaned, clutching his shoulders and digging her nails into his skin.
He continued pleasuring her breasts, alternating from one to the other, unable to get enough of her. As he ran his hands down her back, his fingers came in contact with the dress that was still pooled at her waist. "I want this off," he stated, lifting her to her feet so they were both standing in front of the couch. As her body straightened, the dress fell to the floor, leaving her bare to his sight save for her lace panties. "Oh god, now that is just damn sexy," he sighed, taking a step back to admire her form.
"You really don't play fair, do you, Ryan?" Natalia teased, pulling him to her and running her hands across the waist of his pants. "Why should you get all the viewing pleasure?" She grinned at him seductively as she slowly unbuckled his belt and pulled it through the loops, dropping it on the floor next to them.
Ryan smiled and let her think she had the control. He'd let her tease him for a bit, but he wanted this to go slow, he wanted her so hot that she was begging him to enter her. He let her unbutton his pants before he cupped his hands beneath her ass and lifted her up so her legs were wrapped around his waist. "And what if I want all the viewing pleasure?" he asked, pressing a light kiss to her shoulder. "What if I want to kiss you and taste you for hours before I let you get anywhere near me?" He gave her a playful smirk. He could feel her heat growing where the lace was pressed against his belly.
"I'd say the bedroom's down the hall," she replied, her breathing shallow as her desire grew.
He grinned and walked back towards the bedroom, keeping her securely in his arms. Entering the room, he kicked the door shut and laid her on the bed, crawling in over her and kissing her passionately. His hands roamed over her body, learning and memorizing every curve. Pulling away and sitting back between her knees, Ryan simply stared at her, soaking up every inch of her gorgeous body. "God, Natalia, you are so beautiful," he whispered with an awed reverence. Leaning back down, he kissed her shoulder, her neck, then slowly made his way down her body, leaving a trail of hot kisses as he went. When he reached her legs, he slipped his fingers underneath the lace of her panties and leisurely slid them off, playfully tossing them behind him as he looked up at her with a grin.
Natalia smiled as he looked at her, his eyes glazed over with desire. She was surprised at the intense passion that was hidden beneath the cool layers he presented at work, and yet she could tell he was still keeping himself reined in even now. As he bent and placed a lingering kiss on the inside of her thigh, she sucked in a breath, her insides reeling at the contact.
Ryan smiled as he kissed her legs, moving from one to the other and letting his breath run over her heated core as he passed over it. Her scent was so intoxicating, it made his blood run hot and he ached to taste her. He glanced up at her, his eyes smoldering with desire. She bit the edge of her lower lip and offered him a pleading nod, her breathing becoming short and ragged. He gave her a crooked grin as he dipped his head low and slipped his tongue between her lower lips, causing her to let out a long moan. He started slow, building her fiery desire at an agonizing pace as she lifted her hips up, trying to increase the contact. He raised his gaze to find her watching him, her eyes closing of their own volition as the pleasure continued to build. Wanting to hear her scream his name, Ryan sped up the pace, flicking his tongue over her sensitive nub before drawing it between his lips and gently sucking.
"Godddd, Ryan…" Natalia moaned, twining her fingers through his hair. Her breathing began to get heavier and uneven as he worked his magic between her thighs. The sound of his name on her lips as she moaned aroused him like nothing ever had and made him want to immediately bury himself inside of her to relieve the tension in his groin. But this was Natalia; she was special, and he would have her satiated again and again before he would let himself find his own pleasure. He felt her tense and he knew she was close to the edge, so he slipped two fingers inside of her and thrust them in and out. "Ryan!!" she cried, feeling her body's tension coil tighter. He flicked his tongue faster and thrust his fingers into her harder to bring her body to release. He felt her hot walls clench around his fingers and she screamed his name as she climaxed, her hips rising from the bed as he continued to caress her until her peak had ebbed.
Slowly he kissed his way back up her body, smiling at her when he covered her entirely. "Now who's putty?" he teased quietly, softly kissing her lips once as he traced his hands over her hair.
"That was… amazing," Natalia smiled, trying to catch her breath.
"I'm not done with you yet," he grinned, running a hand down her side and brushing across her still quivering mound.
"Oh god, Ryan, I can't…" she stammered, trying to push his hand away. "I can't take that anymore right now."
"Mmm, did you enjoy yourself that much?" he asked, kissing her cheek.
"God, you had me on the edge for so long," she sighed, running her hand down his hair and over the back of his neck. "I thought I was going to explode it felt so good."
"Oohh you have no idea how much it turns me on to hear you say that," Ryan admitted, touching his hand to her taut stomach.
"Well let's see what else I can do to turn you on," she playfully suggested, grabbing his wrists and wrestling him over so she was straddled atop him. Her hair had fallen from its styling in the midst of their passion and it now tumbled around her as she sat up, making Ryan want to bury his hands in its glory.
"Baby, you can do anything you want to turn me on," he replied, reaching up and cupping her full breasts in his hands.
"Maybe I will," she challenged, sliding down his legs and spreading her naked body over him. She briefly touched her lips delicately to his before trailing down and biting into his neck.
"Oh god, 'Talia!" he cried, wrapping his arms around her back as she continued to nip and suck at his most sensitive spot. "Fuck yes!"
"Mmm, have I found your weak point?" Natalia teased, tracing his ear with her tongue.
"God, 'Talia, don't stop," he complained.
"I guess so," she grinned, sinking into his skin once again.
Ryan groaned as Natalia continued her pleasured assault on his neck. It was definitely his weakest point above the belt and it made the blood rush straight to his manhood. "God, 'Talia, please…" he whispered, aching to have her touch him.
"Please what…?" she purred, smiling at the way he said her name when his brain was clouded with pleasure.
"I want to feel you," he pleaded, trying in vain to shrug out of his pants.
"That can be arranged," she cooed, kissing his chest and trailing her lips to his stomach. "I wanted these off anyway." She undid the zipper and slid his pants down and off his legs, dropping them on the floor at the foot of the bed.
Slightly free of constraint, Ryan's arousal created a tent in his boxers. Natalia tormented him by kissing his lower leg, then duplicating the action on his other leg before painstakingly dragging her lips towards his evident desire. She let her lips brush over the cloth that covered him and Ryan let out a whimper; he was dying for her to touch him. Natalia grinned and took the elastic of his boxers in her teeth and tugged downward, exposing some of the hair that surrounded his manhood.
"God, Natalia, that is so sexy," he said, watching her. Her hair was draped on either side of her face and as she hooked her fingers under his boxers and pulled them down, her hair tantalized his skin as it dragged over his legs. As she pushed the boxers past his feet, Natalia tossed them aside before reaching out and enveloping his shaft in her hands. Ryan let out a long groan, amazed at how incredible her fingers felt on him. "Oh god… Natalia… please…" he moaned haltingly.
"Tell me what you want, Ryan," she commanded, keeping her hands still.
"Anything," he begged, his breathing already beginning to get heavy. "Anything… I want you so bad!"
She leaned down and softly kissed the tip of his cock, licking up the precum as she did. "Just want….?" she teased, lightly running her long nails over his balls.
"Oooohhh, god, 'Talia," he groaned, the tingling sensation driving him insane. "Natalia… please… you're gonna kill me if you keep that up."
"Tell me how bad you want it…" she demanded, still tracing his tender flesh with her nails. "Tell me what you want me to do…"
"God, 'Talia, please…" Ryan begged. "Anything you want, please… I need you!"
"Mmm, that's what I wanted to hear," she purred, sliding her naked body over his, rubbing her smooth pussy over his cock as she straddled him, eliciting a pleasured groan from deep within him. "Now you play by my rules, Wolfe," she teased, wiggling herself over him so he could feel her wet heat. "Tell me exactly what you want."
Natalia's brazen attitude was insanely arousing and Ryan took her hips in his hands and lifted her up so she was hovered above his cock. "Ride it," he commanded.
Guiding him to her entrance, Natalia slowly slid herself over Ryan until she was pressed against his hips, his throbbing arousal filling her completely.
"My god, Natalia, you're tight!" Ryan groaned in pleasure, reaching his hands up to fondle her breasts. "So tight and so perfect."
She kept still for a moment, letting her body adjust to him being inside of her. Aching to feel her move, Ryan lifted her up nearly his entire length before pushing her back down. When he went to lift her again, she pushed back against him. "Tell me…" she whispered.
"Fuck me, Natalia," he ordered, his voice almost a low growl. "Now!"
Natalia smiled and began to move, sliding her wet folds up Ryan's shaft and back down again. She repeated the action over and over, Ryan lifting his hips to thrust deeper into her every time she slid back down. He felt so good inside of her that she couldn't help but moan in pleasure. "Mmm, Ryan, yes," she sighed as he once again thrust into her entirely. She settled onto him and began to rock back and forth, her sensitive nub rubbing against his pelvis.
"God, Natalia, you look so fucking sexy!" Ryan groaned, unable to keep his hands off her breasts as she rode him with passionate frenzy. She threw her head back and closed her eyes, moaning in pleasure. Ryan reached one hand down and began to massage her swollen nub, making her moans become louder.
"Ooohhh, Ryan, yes!" she cried, looking down at him with lust filled eyes. "Oh god!" Her tension built as Ryan continued to massage her and she felt her peak rising. "God, Ryan, that feels so good!"
"Mmm, you like that, Natalia?" he crooned, speeding up his pace as she continued to rock against him, pushing him closer to release. "Do you like it when I touch you, like my cock buried inside of your wet pussy?"
"Oh god, yes!!" she moaned, becoming more aroused by Ryan's words. She was so close; she could feel her body clenching on the verge of release. "God, Ryan, I'm…" Her words turned into moans as she loomed closer to the edge.
"Oh, 'Talia," he groaned, feeling her walls tighten even more around his shaft. "Cum for me, 'Talia. Let it go." He felt ready to burst, she was so tight around him. He rubbed her vigorously, knowing he couldn't last much longer and wanting her to fall over the edge with him.
"Ryan… mmmmm…. Ryan!!" Natalia cried, her climax overtaking her as she shuddered over him.
Ryan thrust into her twice and spilled his release deep inside her, groaning as he did and screaming her name. As Natalia's orgasm began to fade, she leaned over to rest in his arms, nestling her head in the crook of his neck and facing him. They held each as they caught their breaths. "God, Natalia…" Ryan finally stammered. "That was…" He sighed contently.
"Yeah," she agreed. "Definitely that."
"Nothing I could have imagined could even have come close to that," he admitted, kissing her softly as he slowly traced his fingers across her back.
"Feel like a hot shower?" she offered, raising her eyes to him. "There's plenty of room."
"You sure you wanna do that, Boa Vista?" he teased. "You might start something you'll have to finish."
"That would be the point," she smiled, raising up and lifting her hips away from his, eliciting a small groan from Ryan as she slid off of him.
"God, 'Talia, you're going to have me up all night," he sighed playfully, sitting up and facing her.
"It's not like you would complain," she grinned, kissing his lips once before getting off the bed and walking into the bathroom, where she turned on the hot water.
Ryan smiled and followed her. When he entered the room, he closed the door behind him and pulled Natalia to him, loving the way her soft naked curves felt against his hard body. She wantonly pressed her hips against his, feeling his arousal begin to return. "My god, 'Talia, you're going to pleasure me to death!" he sighed.
"Why do you call me that?" she asked, smiling. It wasn't something she'd ever had anyone call her; it was always just Nat if it wasn't her full name.
"What, 'Talia?" he replied; she nodded. "I don't know, I guess it just slides off my lips easier when you've gotten me so turned on." He leaned down and leisurely kissed her neck. "Which I have a feeling will be often." She giggled and led him towards the steaming shower, thankful that she'd taken a chance and invited him in after he'd driven her home.