“I think I promised you something,” Ryan said.
“I really think you did,” I said with a grin.
His hands unzipped my dress as his lips ghosted my forehead. The fabric fell to the floor and I stepped out of it, toeing off my shoes as I did. His hands meandered over my shoulders. Over my breasts. Around my back to unhook my bra. It fell to the floor and I felt his eyes on me, drinking in the nakedness of my form. His hands slid down to my waist and his fingers hooked into the band of my panties. He knelt in front of me, kissing my skin as he slid my underwear down my legs.
He took my feet in his hands and helped me to step out of them before he kissed all the way back up my body.
I was shivering. My hands were already begging to be twisted into his hair. He picked me up into his arms and laid me down on the bed, chest down and my face pressed into my pillow. I heard a few of his articles of clothing drop away before he backtracked into my bathroom, and I heard him opening drawers and cabinets.
I knew what he was looking for.
And I was ready for him to find it.
The bed dipped at my feet and I heard a cap pop. Hands were rubbing together and I was physically trembling as I awaited his touch. Ryan’s hands picked up my foot and began to massage it, and I was instantly transported into another dimension.
I groaned into the pillow as his hands worked my muscles.
He paid wonderful attention to my body. His hands massaged my feet before working up my calves, slathering my body in the oil he had found. The entire room smelled of peppermint and lavender, my two favorite scents combined. His thumb traced the lines of my muscles and smoothed out their aches and pains. Moans dripped from my lips as goosebumps rose upon my skin, and as his hands slid up to my ass I rose my hips to him.
I was leaking. Throbbing with heat. And I wanted his hands between my legs.
He paid special attention to my ass cheeks. Massaging them and pulling them apart. He allowed a bit of the oil to slide against my puckered hole and I sighed at the sensation. He slid up my back and cracked it as he slid up my spine, covering me in the decadent oil I’d had concealed away in my bathroom.
I was putty in his hands, and whatever he wanted to do with my body was fine by me.
His hands worked my neck and even into the tendrils of my hair. He worked down my arms, massaging even my fingers. I couldn't get enough of his hands on me. I felt as if I was being transported to another dimension.
Then, I felt his lips grace the shell of my ear.
“There’s a fun little box underneath your bed I saw earlier.”
I froze as my body locked up.
“I wonder what could be in it?”
My eyes opened and I saw a devilish glint race across h
is features. He reached down and removed the small shoebox from underneath my bed and I felt my skin heat. I knew what he was about to find. There was only one reason a woman my age kept a box like that underneath her bed.
And the toys he began to pull out made me quiver with delight.
“Close your eyes,” Ryan said. “I believe we’re going to have a little bit of fun.”
“Ryan, I… we don’t-”
But he pressed his lips to my exposed neck and it silenced my words.
“Such a naughty girl, hiding these toys from me. You really should’ve been more forthcoming with your intentions for our evening.”
“What?” I asked breathlessly.
I heard the sound of vibrations filling the air before he knelt between my legs.
“The planted oil. Coming back to your place. The well-placed box of wonderful toys underneath your bed. I almost feel used.”
He teased my oiled asshole with the small vibrating toy before he pierced my hole.
“Oh shit,” I said breathlessly.