"No problem," I tell her. "I'll call you when I have an update on the weather."
"You better," she says, then we say goodbye. I stand, sucking in a deep breath, and think about everything Cami said. I'm going to let Ryan take the lead and not rush anything but making it clear that I’d be game to make it work with him.
As I walk into my bedroom, I open my suitcase and pull out a dress I packed. We had only planned to be here two days, but I brought a variety of clothes, knowing I’d be with Ryan. Considering the cabin is warm, I decide to slip it on, minus my bra and panties. I wonder if Ryan will notice I’m going commando.
After I blow-dry my hair and put on some red lipstick, I go downstairs. When my foot hits the bottom step, I look for Ryan on the couch but don’t see him.
I go into the kitchen where he's standing at the stove. Looking over his shoulder, he scans his eyes down my body, then gives me a sexy ass grin.
"Whatcha cookin'?" I ask, removing the space between us and coming up behind him.
He wraps an arm around me. "Canned chili and rice. Might have to start calling me Chef."
I can't stop smiling as he squeezes my shoulder with his strong fingers and pulls me closer. "You smell so damn good."
"Just think how I taste."
Ryan swallows hard and turns off the stovetop.
"I am now," he admits, taking a step back and staring at me. "Fuck, Kendall."
He adjusts himself, and the last thing that's on my mind right now is lunch. Ryan moves forward, and his lips crash against mine. Moments later, my hands are in his hair, and we're walking backward until my ass hits the edge of the kitchen table. With one swift movement, Ryan spins me around and guides me forward until my breasts touch the cool wood. Considering the material is thin, I feel it against my nipples.
He groans behind me as he slowly slips his hands under my dress. He lifts it over my hips, then leans over my back. "So fucking sexy," he whispers in my ear.
I turn my face to kiss him, and our tongues twist together with white-hot passion.
Gently, he removes the dress from my body "Bend over the table and spread your legs," he instructs, sliding a finger up my bare spine.
I arch my back and ass so he gets the perfect view.
Seconds later, Ryan's on the floor, devouring my pussy from behind. I'm so goddamn worked up, I feel like I'm going to combust when he slips two fingers inside me.
"Yes, yes," I scream out, standing on my tiptoes to give him full access.
Ryan goes slowly as I lose myself in the sensation. Before I can say anything, he's tongue fucking me, then takes me by surprise when he licks from my pussy to my asshole, then back down again.
My entire body shivers with pleasure, and I'm ready to fly the white flag of surrender.
As I take in the sensations, Ryan pulls back, and I immediately feel the loss.
"I need to feel that soaking wet cunt," he growls, kissing up my back. Ryan's strong hands wrap my long hair around his fist, then tug. "Tell me how you want it."
I try to gain my footing as the adrenaline comes rushing in. "Hard. Rough. Fuck me like you've never fucked anyone before."
His breathing becomes ragged, and right now, I just want to be dominated. I stay bent over, giving him all the access he needs to do whatever he wants to me. I look at him over my shoulder and see something swirling in his eyes as he enters me.
Ryan ravages my pussy, and a strong palm strikes against my ass cheek. My entire body clenches, enjoying the intense pleasure sprinkled with a little pain. He touches me with purpose, squeezing my hips hard and making sure I won’t forget he’s the one who made me feel this way.
"Again," I say.
Ryan grunts, pounding against me, and delivers another hard slap. “Mine, all mine.”
“God, yes,” I pant at how good this feels and how I never want it to end. Our ragged breathing echoes throughout the room, and I know neither of us will last long at this rate.
"Kendall," he whispers, moving my hair and pressing a soft kiss to my shoulder. "I want to try something. Do you trust me, Angel?"
"With my life."
Ryan pulls out and kneels. His mouth is on my asshole again, and moments later, his tip is circling my hole.
"Yes, please," I beg, and Ryan slowly enters my ass. As soon as he goes deeper, an explosion of pleasure soars through me, and I lose my breath.
“How’s that feel?” he asks, moving slow. “You okay?”
"Ryan," I mutter when my insides tense. "Fuck. I'm gonna—"