Title: A Place Of Learning - part two.
Rating: M
Beta: Not beta'd so all mistakes are mine.
Pairing: Ryan/Taylor.
Disclaimer: I don't own The OC, Ryan or Benjamin McKenzie.
Story: Smut.
Notes: For everyone who wanted more filth. (I also cannot write Taylor!)

A Place Of Learning

Taylor wasn't stupid. She knew what most people thought of her but she chose to blindly ignore the catty comments and the downright rudeness of her fellow students. Oh she was a little pushy and a bit much at times but she didn't think that warranted the nastiness of some people. She knew that people had always disliked her but she was who she was and couldn't change and she didn't see why she had to change. She was nice to people, she tried to do the right thing but she never belonged at harbour no matter how hard she tried. Then she had managed to somehow become a part of the Marissa and Summer group, she knew that they just tolerated her for the best part but they were no longer rude to her and she felt so happy just to be accepted even a tiny bit. To think that she was a part of a close knit clique like theirs was enough for her. Seth still made questionable comments to her face about her hanging around them and she was never sure if he was joking or not but they bought her coffee and saved her a seat on occasions so she guessed that he was just being Seth.

Ryan on the other hand was always super polite to her. Again she chose to ignore the fact that Ryan was polite to everyone. Ryan was one of those people you got drawn to but didn't quite know why- well… apart from the blatantly obvious reason that was a hot body and the looks to die for. He also had a calm quality about him that she liked. At the start Seth had been the one to get her attention because he was more showy and loud but Ryan was a slow burn with her. She liked his quietness she gradually noticed that he didn't have the same self-absorbed quality that Seth had and that was certainly attractive. She had also noted that Ryan had seemingly taken to staring at her chest when she spoke to him and that sent shivers to her stomach. Having Ryan Atwood checking out your rack was a huge compliment in her book. She had taken to wearing tighter and lower cut tops in his presence and it seemed to work. He certainly looked fidgety when she was around and she was sure yesterday she saw the beginnings of an erection as he lent forward and rested his hands against his knees…she liked to think it was but it could have been just pocket bunching, it was difficult to tell when a guy was sitting. Anyway it was probably all just wishful thinking on her part. Ryan was so far up Marissa Cooper's ass even though they had just broken up again that he'd never look at her but she I>could /I>fantasize that he was.

It was a shame really because she knew that they would be good together. Seth had alluded to Ryan's sexual past as though he was some kind of a sex god and she definitely had a few tricks up her sleeve too. She wasn't as naïve as people thought she'd be. Taylor Townsend, the girl who'd never had a steady boyfriend. Well that was true but from an early age her mother had thrust friends sons her way positively encouraging them to go up to her room. Games of 'Go Fish' were quickly replaced by blowjobs and she'd lost her virginity at fourteen to a guy who wouldn't even acknowledge her the next day at school. And it had been her that had cornered Dean Hess in his office one evening and although he protested at first it only took from the time she fell to her knees in front of him to come around to the idea. He certainly hadn't complained when she regularly handcuffed him to his filing cabinet in his office.

When she saw Ryan duck into the library she knew that he'd seen her. She sighed to herself, she was used to people going out of their way to avoid her, why should Ryan be any different. She followed him anyway; she was anything if not persistent. Her mother had taught her that. She found him hiding at the far end of the library she had to stifle a laugh that he actually jumped when he heard her voice. What had come next had surprised her. God, Ryan had moved in a blur and before she knew it he had his tongue in her mouth and a hand up her skirt. She was used to always being the one to make the move and it took her breath away the way he controlled the situation. She wasn't dumb, most of the boys that she'd had sex with had only done so because she had offered it on a plate, because she had initiated it and they didn't want to look a gift horse in the mouth. But this was different, Ryan wanted this…he was doing this because for some reason…he wanted her.

The whole fantastic experience hadn't lasted long but the instant he'd started kissing her she knew that she wanted more and she wouldn't have cared if Ryan had have bent her over where she stood and mounded her in the school library. It had felt so good. When he moved away from her she'd expected him to start laughing at her or tell her that it had all been for a dare, just a bet but he hadn't. He stood looking at her with that intense look he got sometimes, then he did something that would forever be imprinted in her mind, he lent over and whispered that he wanted to meet her later. To be quite honest that and the memory that he had been grinding himself into her leg and had what appeared to be his whole hand inside her would be with her for a very long time.

God, Ryan Atwood had made a move on her. She floated through the rest of the day. She was sure she went to her classes but she was darned if she could remember one word that was said, her mind only focused on checking her watch every five seconds to see if it was six yet.

The library was almost deserted. It always was at the end of the school day and the librarian only worked until five. Taylor could see a few students dotted around on the desks with their heads bowed over books deep in thought but none had thankfully chosen to sit at the back of the large room where the bookshelves were. A couple of students were sat at the computer consoles to the side of the room but they were also not paying attention to anything apart from the screens. No one even looked up as she entered the room.

Taylor had butterflies in her stomach as she approached the secluded anthropology section. What if Ryan's invitation was the product of madness? What if Ryan's initial assault on her was also brought on by temporary insanity? Had she gone home, showered, and shaved for no reason. Had she wasted her whole day fantasising about this evening only for Ryan not to turn up. She paused and smoothed down her blouse – the one with the big buttons for easy access because she wanted to feel his hands on her breasts and his mouth…She mentally scooped her mind out of the gutter in case this was all an elaborate joke being played on her by the core four and took a deep breath.

Ryan was stood looking like James Dean in Jeans and a leather jacket – she was flattered that he had obviously raced home as she had and spruced up for her, his hair was still damp from the shower. He was looking at the books on the shelf in front of him and hadn't noticed her yet; he looked down at his watch. He was here just as he said he'd be and he was clock watching just like she had been. She felt less foolish.

"I'm only three minutes late." She would have been dead on time if she hadn't have stopped off at the girls bathroom to check her reflection one more time.

"Hey." How could one word sound so sexy? He slowly looked her up and down and she felt the butterflies flutter again.

"So…um…do you want to go and get a coffee or something?" He sounded nervous almost tentative. She knew what he was doing, ever the polite guy he was offering her a get-out clause or maybe he was embarrassed at how his earlier actions might be perceived by her. But she could see that although his mouth was saying one thing but his brain was saying another if his look of a moment ago was anything to go by.

"If I wanted coffee Ryan then I would have sat down with you in the student bar earlier. I think we both know why we are here and it's not for conversation, relationships or coffee… is it."

Ryan's eyes smouldered and she saw a flicker of relief cross over his face at her statement. She knew at that moment that he had definitely been thinking about this as much as she had. He seemed to morph in front of her eyes, grow confident and less unsure. He started to exude horny vibes just by standing up straighter. Taylor figured that now she had let him know that all she wanted from him was…well, him, he understood the game. Relationships were obviously his Kryptonite but it seemed that sex held no fear for him. Tales of his Chino whore days were probably not exaggerated and she felt her insides pulse at the thought.

He closed the gap between them and again his lips touched hers. They sparked a deep fire in her that made the excitement she already felt at this encounter kick up a gear. His hands ran down her back and came to rest on her ass. He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and she melted, the preppy boys she'd been with had not kissed like this and Jack had been a purely utilitarian kisser, no frills at all, he certainly didn't suck and bite at her lips like Ryan did and she had to say that he was almost tipping her over the edge with just his mouth…she'd probably scream if his hand started any serious wanderings like they had this morning. Ryan pulled her in close, tight so she was flush with his body, and she felt him getting hard against her stomach. He moved onto her neck, pulling her shirt away from her skin and continued his licking and nipping along her collarbone.

"I've been thinking about doing this all day." He murmured as if speaking to himself. Taylor arched her neck partly in pleasure partly to give him free access. Just to hear him say that made her feel vindicated for ignoring her mother's endless rants that no man would find her attractive unless she changed her hair, clothes, posture. The way Ryan had started to grind himself into her again showed that he was having no problem with her appearance right now and she felt a rush of gratitude to him for making her feel desired. She took her hand from where it had been resting on his back and snaked it in between them, finding his groin and squeezing him through his pants. He stopped his kissing and sucked in a loud intake of breath. She squeezed harder and he looked her in the eye and exhaled a low rumbling moan.

"Fuck Taylor!" He nestled his head back in her neck and hissed as she continued to alternately squeeze and rub him through the soft fabric of his beige Chinos. His hands were creeping lower on her ass, pulling the fabric of her skirt higher; Taylor smiled wickedly when his hands encountered her bare ass. She had known that underwear would have only gotten in the way so had chosen to dispense with the wearing of any. Ryan gave a cute chuckle and grinned back at her squeezing her ass cheeks as if to say he approved. With her free hand she undid the buttons on his shirt and ran her fingernails up and down his muscular chest, she found his hard nipples and pinched one of them lightly. He bucked into her hand, his own hand moved off her ass and onto her mound but Taylor grabbed his wrist and shook her head. Ryan frowned at her. She raised her eyebrow and pushed Ryan away from her, she stepped forward and pulled then pushed him so that it was his back that was leaning against the shelves. She kneeled down and a look of excited anticipation swiftly removed the frown from his face. She unzipped his chinos and pulled them down, his dick sprung out to attention. Like her, it seemed he had also very practically chosen to shun underwear this evening. Taylor took his glistening cock into her mouth as he struggled to push his pants further down his thighs; he braced his legs and looked down at her. She licked him from root to tip, flicking her tongue along the underside of his cock. She concentrated on the sensitive tip, pulling his foreskin back and licked his glans. She could taste his pre-cum, sweet, salty mixed with the light tang of soap and she sucked him hard hoping for more of the lovely nectar. His dick was built like he was, heavy and muscular with the hint of danger about it. Taylor mused as she moved her mouth up and down his shaft that here was a guy who would know how to use it, she suspected that Ryan fucked like he fought. She had witnessed that at first hand at the kick off carnival where she had seen him go from calm and collected, reasoning with Jack to suddenly lashing out in a fit of anger and rage. She had to admit that that was the first time she noticed Ryan and she liked that rawness she saw in his personality. She figured that that was how he made love, slow and calm at first but then giving into his animal urges. The thought of that made her desperate to have him inside her. So she drew away from him and pulled him to the ground beside her. Ryan looked around as he knelt down and paused as if to check that the coast was still clear. The only sounds came from the distant clicking of a keyboard and the odd stifled cough, he turned back to her satisfied that they weren't about to get busted in this compromising position.

The sight of Ryan kneeling in front of her with his shirt open and his dick pointing skywards made her wish for a camera phone so she could take a picture…and the next time her mother sighed and uttered a put down she could show her and say 'shut the hell up and look at what I hooked.'

"You i>sure /i> you want to do this here?" He asked in a low whisper his hand awkwardly reaching into his back pocket which was now situated somewhere around his knees. He pulled a condom out, the readiness of the action telling Taylor that he was definitely one hundred percent fine with the situation but he was just making sure she was. Taylor laid on her back and eased up her skirt as a way of answering his question and he tore open the little square packet and rolled it down his hard on. He positioned himself on top of her, and then slid himself inside her already slippery wet cunt. His pulsating cock began to thrust in and out of her, and he i>was /i> slow at first as she imagined he'd be, he kissed her and stroked her as he moved his ass in a languid way. She wrapped her legs around him and bit her lip. He continued his slow pace for quite a while and she began to feel a little disappointed, a little dissatisfied. What if this was it? What if this was how Ryan did it. What if Ryan was a straight missionary position guy who continued at this slow pace until he came and left a girl feeling let down and pissed off. It would be just her luck to have what was one of the hottest guys in the school willingly throw himself at her, only for her to find out that - all myths aside about his prowess - he was a bad lay, a purely vanilla fuck like most the other guys she'd slept with had been. She silently cursed the fact that this might just be true and dug her fingernails into his back. Ryan as if reading her mind clamped his mouth around one of her nipples and bit down fairly hard. It sent delicious shockwaves straight down to her clitoris and he bucked his hips hard into her several times. Taylor gasped as he filled her completely for the first time. He groaned softly and pushed himself up into a sitting position, pulled her onto his lap, he started to ride her hard, and fast, driving his cock up into her like a piston engine. Her juices felt like they were running out of her pussy, she got so wet as he drove his rampant member deep inside her again and again. She arched her back against his every lunge, pushing hard against him. She scrubbed her previous rash assessment of Ryan's technique; there was definitely nothing wrong with the way he fucked. His hands gripped her hips tightly, almost hurting but it was so damn hot the way he was lifting her body up and down in his lap effortlessly it seemed. They were both breathing hard. Taylor was trying to stifle the natural sounds of lovemaking that she wanted to make and by the looks of Ryan he was doing the same. He kept hitting something high up inside her and soon she felt her entire body shuddered and shaking with an earth-shattering climax that went on and on.

He was still fucking her hard and she was surprised he had not come too as they had both been pretty rampant from the minute they'd met. She was even more surprised when Ryan pulled out of her, his hand keeping a firm hold on the condom. His eyes were hooded and he looked down at her where she lay. She was just about to ask if anything was wrong when he slid down her body and ducked his head between her legs. Taylor put her fist into her mouth and shut her eyes as he rolled and flicked his tongue over her clit, he obviously knew what it would do to her so soon after an orgasm because she soon found herself pulsating in his mouth as the intense waves of pleasure washed over her again. He sucked her enthusiastically as she shuddered and held her breath to stop herself from crying out and alerting the other occupants of the library that was more than studying going on. Taylor finally breathed when the spasms eased and watched as Ryan sat back up on his heels and wiped his mouth. He had a sly, smug smile on his face; Taylor gave him some slack as he had every right to look pleased with himself in her book. Giving a girl two mind blowing orgasms in one evening was definitely smug worthy. She was still revelling in her high when he promptly pushed her back against the floor then rammed his cock deep inside her again. As he thrust in and out of her she could feel her juices oozing and trickling down her thighs. Harder and faster he pumped, his hands reached round to clasp her ass and she wrapped her legs around his hips pushing his cock deeper inside her and up to his balls. As he fucked she felt one of his hands creep towards the crack of her ass and then she felt a finger push its way slowly into her ass. She felt hot and embarrassed, she was on the verge of telling him to stop but he was moving faster and faster and his finger suddenly felt natural inside her and it was bringing a whole new set of sensations that had her gasping again. Taylor couldn't believe her body could feel this way again so soon. Less than a minute later she felt Ryan's cock explode inside her as he continued thrusting deep into her core. Taylor's brain felt scrambled. Ryan slowed as his climax subsided. He gave a quite groan and collapsed, blanketed her body with his weight as he got his breath back.

"Wow." Taylor eventually whispered.

"Yeah." Ryan answered and levered himself off of her. His eyes were glassy and his cheeks flushed. "You could say that." He smiled and got up, holding his hand out to her. She grasped his hot and sweaty hand and let him pull her up. He turned away from her, obviously removing the condom and Taylor was dying to make a comment that it was way to late to be shy. He turned back, pulling up his pants and zipping up. Taylor straightened her skirt and blouse. They stood looking at one another. Taylor felt her heart sink…now came the usual brush off. Ryan looked down at his boots as if he was trying to find the right words. He looked up at her again and a slow smile spread across his face.

"I don't know about you but I could really do with that coffee now."

Taylor let out the breath she'd been holding whilst waiting for the inevitable.

"With me?" She spluttered.

Ryan looked around him.

"I can't see anyone else here that I'd be speaking to."

"That would be super." Taylor floated on air as she took his arm.
He didn't shrug her away and he didn't bat an eyelid when the couple sat at the computer consoles looked up at them as they passed and did a double take.

"So do you study here often Ryan because I could get used to a little more extra curricular studying?" She asked and was pleased to see Ryan blush slightly. She wondered if Ryan would be up for a home visit. She couldn't wait to see the look on her mothers face when she saw him.

Tbc