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THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL ELEMENTS!

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Chapter 9: Fooled Again

'I should've gone home…' Ryan thought as he walked into the noisy club, the music way too loud for his liking.

The only thing he'd wanted to do at the end of his shift was go home and get some rest. It had been a long busy day at the lab, the team having even more work as Horatio had decided to take a few days off. Apparently he'd followed his promise to spend a couple of days with his niece.

However, as he was grabbing his personal belongings from his locker, Calleigh and Natalia had walked in the locker room and had all but forced him to come along on their night out. Yes, they had work tomorrow, but they all wanted to let off some steam.

Ryan had had no choice but to accept their invitation.

He grimaced as he followed the two women towards the back of the busy club. He would have preferred having a couple of drinks at their usual bar, but these women wanted to dance and apparently, you can't dance to soothing jazz music.

They finally reached the table where Valera and Travers were already sipping their drinks. "Hey guys!!!!" Maxime greeted them, moving on the booth to give them some space.

Ryan slipped behind the table and grinned at his two co-workers. He rolled his sleeves up and unbuttoned the two top buttons of his green shirt. If he had to spend time here against his will, at least he'd be comfortable. He quickly ordered his first drink and focused his mind on trying to join in his friends' good mood.

He was actually starting to enjoy himself when he spotted the last member of their team walking towards them, dragging someone behind him. The pair stood in front of their table, smiling at the group.

Ryan's mood got darker as he watched Delko's companion smile at everyone and intentionally ignore him.

"Peyton! I thought Horatio was spending the day with you!" Calleigh asked her, surprised by her presence in the club.

Peyton grinned and wrinkled her nose playfully. "Yeah, I guess he got tired of me."

Eric laughed and took hold of her hand. "Peyton wanted to go out so I decided to bring her along!" He grinned down at her and pulled her towards the dance floor, waving at them. Peyton followed him on the dance floor and got very close to him, moving her body to the beat.

Ryan drank what was left of his drink and ordered another one.

He watched the couple as they danced together, apparently having a great time. Peyton looked absolutely incredible. She was wearing a short black skirt, a loose fitting tank top, and her short black boots. A wave of jealousy hit him as he saw her give the taller man a dazzling smile, the same smile she'd given him when they'd gone on their dates.

He was such an idiot.

Ryan chose not to follow the others when they all decided to join the couple on the dance floor, telling them he felt too tired to stand on his feet. He had just emptied his fourth drink when he finally decided he'd had enough. He'd come here to change his mind and loosen up, but right about now, he just felt miserable.

He stood from the table and walked through the crowd, not even caring to tell his co-workers he was leaving. As he was making his way towards the exit, he spotted Peyton, who was standing by the bar, talking with a very tall man. Apparently she'd left Eric hanging too. He pursed his lips and kept on walking, having to walk passed her to reach his goal.

Looking straight ahead, he walked as fast as he could but was forced to stop when a small hand grabbed hold of his arm. He turned his head and came face to face with Peyton's wide golden brown eyes.

"THERE YOU ARE! I've been waiting for you!" She told him, wrapping her arm around his, stopping him from going anywhere. "What took you so long?"

Ryan frowned, not in the mood for her games. However, her eyes were telling him this was not a game. She was silently pleading with him to help her.

He thought about shrugging her off but couldn't make himself do it. She was his boss' niece. He couldn't just leave her there if she was in trouble.

He forced a grin to his lips and turned his head towards the guy she'd been talking with, slightly taken aback by his menacing glare. "I was just at the restroom. Let's go." He started pulling her with him but the tall man grabbed her other arm, keeping her close to him.

"You're not with him, I saw you dancing with the other guy." He growled, apparently not buying into their game.

Ryan frowned and looked up at the man, not caring if he was a lot bigger than he was. "Back off, pal. She's with me."

The dark man tightened his jaw, his black eyes glaring at him, but finally let go of Peyton's arm. Ryan took her hand and guided her towards the exit. He glanced over his shoulder as they mixed with the crowd, getting a glimpse of the man, who was still glaring at them.

Ryan finally pushed door open and walked out, dragging the brunette with him. He finally let go of her hand when they reached the parking lot, knowing she'd be fine.

Peyton followed him, trying to keep up with his fast pace. "Ryan? Where are you going?"

He ignored her and kept walking, wishing he'd parked his car closer.

"Ryan???? Could you just STOP?!?" She yelled, wanting to get his attention.

Ryan stopped and turned around, his eyes dark. "What do you want Peyton?" He pointed at the noisy club behind them and grinned bitterly. "Go back inside, I'm sure you'll find someone to give you a lift home." He turned around and started walking again.

"Can't you just talk to me?" She started following him again. "Ryan?!?!? What the hell is your problem??!!!" She yelled, angry with him.

Ryan stopped and turned around again, his eyes filled with anger. "What's MY problem? Are you kidding me?" he shouted as he took a few steps towards her. He knew he was hurting her, could see her eyes widen at his words, but he simply couldn't have cared less. "YOU'RE my fucking problem, Peyton! I want nothing to do with you anymore."

He didn't have time to react as Peyton caught the front of his shirt and pulled him down to her roughly, crushing her lips against his. Ryan knew he should push her away, just like she'd done to him, but he couldn't resist her. He brought her tightly against him, groaning as she bit his bottom lip and pushed her sweet tongue inside his mouth. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, holding him to her as she attacked his mouth with a passion he'd never felt before.

She finally pulled back, panting heavily. "Take me to your place." Her normally golden brown eyes were dark with desire.

Ryan tightened his hands on her waist, trying to will his mouth to say no. He knew he shouldn't humor her, but his need for her right then was too powerful for his mind to win over his body. He took her hand in his and quickly led her to his car.

He drove a lot faster than he usually did, unable to focus his mind on anything but the woman sitting next to him. No words were spoken as he took them to his apartment, the car only filled with the hushed sounds of the radio and their labored breathing. They finally reached his building and silently got out of the car. Peyton followed him up to his apartment and waited as he fumbled with his keys to unlock the door. He let her walk in before him and followed her inside, shutting the door behind them.

Peyton didn't waste any time. As soon as he turned around she was pushing him against the door and attacking his lips again. He let his hands travel up behind her thighs, lifting her short skirt in the process. He squeezed her butt and groaned into her mouth as she grinded her hips against his growing need, showing what she wanted.

If this was really what she wanted, he certainly wouldn't deny her. He pushed himself away from the door and blindly led her to his bedroom, unable to detach himself from her.

They fell on the bed, limbs tangling as they fought for dominance. Ryan, being the strongest, pinned her down on the bed and rubbed himself against her center, making her moan with hot desire. His mouth left hers as he sat back on his knees and quickly discarded himself of his shirt before helping her out of her black top. He threw the garment behind him and groaned when he found her bare breasts underneath.

They quickly undressed each other, throwing their clothes a little everywhere before Ryan covered her body with his. She wrapped her legs around his hips as he quickly settled between her thighs and plunged into her in one swift thrust. He moved against her, driving deep as she arched up under him.

He hid his face into her neck as he picked up the pace, driven by the long moans escaping from her. Her hands clutched at his buttocks as she forced him deeper, her teeth biting at his skin to keep from crying out. He soon felt her body contract and tighten around him, her loud scream filling the room. He thrusted once, twice and quickly followed her over the edge, groaning as he emptied himself inside her.

He moaned into her shoulder as she stroked his hair, both trying to catch their breath. Not wanting to crush her with his weight, he moved off of her and pulled her against his side. He brushed his fingers up and down her back softly as they slowly came down from their bliss.

His eyes shot open when he suddenly felt her body go rigid. Ryan frowned as she sat up and moved off the bed. His face fell, confused as he watched her looking for her discarded clothes. She found her skirt and quickly slipped it on, not even bothering with her panties.

"Peyton, what are you doing?"

She stayed quiet, her hands shaking as she fumbled with the rest of her clothes.

Ryan sat up and shook his head. He wasn't about to let her walk out on him again. "I swear to God, Peyton, if you walk out that door, I never want to see you again." He told her, his voice cold.

Peyton paused, staring at the door. Ryan saw her look down again before she took the few steps separating her from the door. He stayed silent as he heard her walk down the hall and heard his front door open and close.

She'd made her choice.

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