Alrighty, here we go mates, Chapter 5.
I've been struggling pretty hard with these next few chapters coming so please review and let me know what you're thinking, wether it be good or bad.
Next one should HOPEFULLY be up around the same time next week.
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Enjoy :)
Quinn smiled to herself and sat back up on the bed, placing Ryan's phone and wallet on his bedside table. Just as she turned back she heard the bathroom door open and watched as Ryan walked out with a towel wrapped snuggly around his waist, sending an innocent smile in her direction. Quinn felt her breath catch in her throat as she watched water droplets fall down her boyfriends chiselled abs and roll into the glistening hair below his bellybutton which lead to his larger than average appendage. She gulped rather loudly and unconsciously crossed her legs to try and ease the throb that was sent through her core.
Ryan had no clue what he was doing to the gorgeous blonde on the bed as he rifled through one of the drawers and pulled out a pair of grey boxer briefs illustrated with cartoon baby snow leopards with the print "wild beast" written all over them. Quinn continued to watch as his back muscles stretched over his bones and flexed when he pushed the drawer back in.
He then proceeded rid the towel off his body and throw it back into the bathroom, narrowly missing the laundry basket in the corner he was aiming for. "Damn," he muttered to himself as he bent down and eased into the boxers, quickly standing upright and adjusting his junk to sit comfortably inside them.
"Babe, is my shirt over there somewhere?" he asked his flustered girlfriend as he searched one of his drawers again for a shirt to sleep in.
Quinn's eyes snapped up from their position on Ryan's toned ass and thighs, she cleared her throat before speaking, "hmm? Oh, no, I don't think so. There won't be any in there, either, I'm yet to do laundry."
Ryan stopped his attempts at searching and turned to face his girl on the bed, taking in her red cheeks and darkened hazel eyes, shamelessly checking out her sleepwear as he walked over to the bed. He didn't miss the way her eyes roamed over his tattoo-covered chest before they flickered down to his appendage, which was clearly outlined in his underwear.
He stopped mere inches away and sat himself next to her to be eye level, each of their breaths falling past their lips and ghosting across the others face. Ryan's tongue flicked out to wet his lips and Quinn took her bottom lip between her teeth as she watched the action. Ryan smirked and she looked back up into his glazed over brown eyes. He shifted his position so his body was fully facing her, his hands moved to where her shirt sat just above her hips and he awed her with a face splitting grin and a cheeky glint in his eyes.
"If I forego a shirt to bed," she felt his fingers curl just under the hem of her shirt, "then so do you" he then proceeded to yank her tank top up and over her head and slid it off her arms, leaving her upper half completely exposed to him.
"Fuck, baby, you're so gorgeous," Ryan told her, his gaze fixated on her hardening pink nipples. He felt his dick twitch inside his boxers at the sight.
Quinn lay back amongst the pillows at the head of the bed and motioned for him with a few flicks of her index finger, beckoning him to her. Ryan quickly complied, rolling onto his left side and capturing her bottom lips with both of his as her own sucked on his top lip, she shuddered when she felt his hand right hand caress her left ribcage. She felt the quick swipe of his tongue across her lip and waited until he did it again, knowing it would frustrate him to no end that she didn't respond immediately.
It took less than 20 seconds for Ryan to try again. She smirked when she felt his tongue try to gain entrance to her mouth and was quick to suck that wet, pink, muscle into her mouth, swirling it around with her own as he shifted to move on top of her, resting his weight on his left arm and bringing his right hand up from her side to brush over her left breast, making the blonde let out a small squeak of surprise.
She moved her head slightly and Ryan took the opportunity to move his mouth from hers and trailed his tongue lightly across her cheek and down her jaw to her neck, where he then wrapped his lips around her pulse point and sucked harshly, making Quinn moan loudly as she tugged at his hair.
"Ry, shit babe, you're gonna leave a mark," she groaned out as her left leg bent up and Ryan shifted into a more comfortable position between her legs, still sucking on her neck.
He removed his lips once he felt a rather severe tug on his hair, quickly looking up at her face with a concerned expression fixed across his own, "You ok? I didn't hurt you, did I?" he questioned, bringing his right hand up to cup her left cheek while he searched her eyes for any sign of discomfort, but found none.
"No, no it's just I don't want to have to use a tonne of make-up on Monday to hide the fact that we had make-up sex this weekend," Quinn explained as she stroked his arm that was holding him above her, fascinated by the way his muscles quivered slightly under her soft fingertips.
"Ok, yeah, that makes sense, I'll try and refrain from areas that are exposed to the public eye," Ryan winked, this time properly, with a smirk. The look didn't last long, though, as he fully comprehended what his girlfriend had just said, "wait, did you say make-up sex? Because I understand if you're still angry and we totally don't have to do this, not until you've thoroughly thought it through and we can go from there. There's no wa-" he was abruptly cut off from his reasoning by the blonde's lips on his own.
"You talk too much, has anyone ever told you that?" Quinn told him as she laid her head back down with a cheeky grin plastered on her face.
"Never in a situation like this," Ryan countered as he brought his hand back down to her hip and stroked it with his thumb, smiling down at her, "really though, we don't have to do anything tonight, or even tomorrow or whatever. You should really make me grovel for your forgiveness for a while after how I've treated you," he told her solemnly.
"Don't give me any ideas," she winked, "but seriously babe, shut up and kiss me and if you do a good job of that then maybe you can get me out of my pants too," she told him playfully, eyebrow raised in a challenging manner.
He responded enthusiastically with his lips back on her neck and his hands tickling her sides, making her giggle and squirm underneath him, "RY! Stop! I said kiss me, you ass!" Quinn said, out of breath and still trying to escape her boyfriend's hands, eyes squeezed shut tight.
Ryan stilled his hands and released Quinn's neck with a slight pop, grinning down at her like an infatuated fool as she continued to giggle after his ministrations had stopped.
Once Quinn had managed to regain her composure she opened her eyes and grabbed his dick in her hand before speaking, "well, doesn't look like you'll be getting any tonight after all," she teased as she made a move to get out from underneath Ryan, removing her hand as she did so, making him whine in disappointment.
Ryan was too quick for her, though, as he managed to grab a hold of both of her hands and pin them above her head with his own while pressing his semi-erect penis into her crotch, his weight resting on his knees this time.
"So shall we go to sleep then, babe?" he smirked, mischievously raising an eyebrow to match his girlfriends from before.
Quinn breathed in sharply, clearly aroused by the turn of events and Ryan's forcefulness, "I'm not so sure I want to anymore, actually," she said as she looked him in the eyes and seductively licked her lips, watching as his eyes went a shade darker.