Feel My Love (7 page)

Chapter 12

Ryan

Fuck!
  I have been waiting to have this girl since middle school; since I knew what sex was, really.  Brynn keeps grinding on my dick while she’s kissing me and it’s driving me crazy.  Despite the fact that it has been way too long since the last time I got laid, this is
my
Brynn, the girl of my dreams. 

My cock twitches and grows harder just thinking of getting her naked and under me. 
When she looks at me, and those big, beautiful blue eyes connect with mine, I realize just how in love with her I really am.  There was never any other woman that could have compared to Brynn.  No one else stood a chance because this girl is perfection to me, and I will not let her get away from me this time. 

Just knowing that makes me want to be inside of her even more.  I lower my hands and squeeze her small, but firm, ass.  Brynn gives me a smile that makes her whole face just glow, then lowers her head to lick the side of my neck and I groan. 

She tilts her lips back up to my ear and says “Ryan, I want you” before she nips at my earlobe.  I close my eyes and try to focus so I don’t blow my load already, but that is the sexiest thing I’ve ever fucking heard and I’m dying to get inside her.

I pull my face away from hers so that I can look into her eyes and ask “Are you sure, Brynnie?” 
I want to make sure that she wants me and isn’t just doing this for a good time or because she wants revenge for the past eight years. Brynn nods and then pulls her arms away from my neck. 

She reaches for the hem of her
purple tank top and pulls it over her head and to my surprise, doesn’t have a bra on.
Fuck
.  This woman is perfection, including the perfect size of her breasts.  I lean forward slowly and start kissing her collar bone, and then I make a path of wet kisses and licks down to her left breast. 

I take the small, pink nipple into my mouth and about come on the spot. I groan as soon as I taste her.
Dear God,
she tastes so sweet that I don’t think I’ll ever stop sucking on it.  I move my hand up to the other breast and start pinching her other nipple. 

Brynn is whimpering above me; her hands keep rubbing the top of my head like she’s trying to grab for hair to tug on, but my buzzed hair is just too short.  She reaches down and tugs on the bottom of my shirt, the universal sign for “remove this right fucking now”.  I stop
long enough to lean back and rip my shirt off, but then go right back to sucking on her nipple.

“Bedroom.  Now.”  Brynn manages to squeak out, so I stop sucking on her breast and wrap my arms around her perfect ass, then stand easily since she weighs next to nothing.  I basically sprint to her bedroom and
set her down on her feet so she can remove her shorts and panties. 

After they fall to the ground,
I watch as the most beautiful, bare pussy ever comes into view and I spot a tattoo there.  She shoves all of her rumpled up sheets to the side and sits on the edge of the bed.  I can only stare when her long, slender fingers reach for the button and zipper on my cargo shorts and I feel my dick strain against the fabric as she pulls them down to my ankles.  Brynn then frees me from my boxer briefs and then wraps her small hand around my dick and slowly begins pumping.  All I can do is close my eyes and tip my head back, because if I watch her jerk me off, I will lose it quickly, and that would be beyond embarrassing, so I try to hold off as long as I can.

Chapter 13

Brynn

Wow
.  If I would have known that he was
this
endowed
I might have caved and taken advantage of him last night.  All I can think of is how he would taste, so I lean forward and put his length in my mouth. 

The second my tongue
comes in contact with the head of his cock he growls loudly and threads one of his hands into my hair, which is quickly falling out of the ponytail.  He starts pulling on my loose brown tresses softly as I wrap my mouth around him and start to bob up and down. 

After a few minutes, Ryan wraps his arms around my biceps and sits me up.  “I can’t take it anymore.  You keep doing that and this will be over far quicker than either of us wants.”  His
ice blue eyes pierce into mine for a minute, and then he kicks his shorts and boxers across the room and drops to his knees, nudging my thighs apart. I decide to lean back onto my elbows so I can watch. 

I’m sure h
e must see the tattoo I have above my bare pubic bone because he licks it and then turns his head and kisses the inside of my thigh a few times before putting his mouth where I want it the most.  We both let out a loud groan and I put my hand on the back of his head.  I wish he had longer hair so that I could pull on it a bit, but quickly forget about his hair the second he looks up and then inserts a finger inside of me; it feels incredible. 

“Oh
, God.”  That’s all I can get out.  “You like that, baby?”  Ryan whispers gruffly, inserting another finger.  I mewl and nod because I have somehow lost my voice, and any coherent thought for that matter.

”Good God, Brynn, you are so wet
and you taste amazing.”  Ryan’s fingers start pumping faster and he puts his mouth back on me, using his tongue to put pressure on my clit.  I writhe below him and start panting.  A few seconds later, my vision goes white and I’m screaming his name as I explode around his fingers. 

Ryan keeps sucking and pumping until I’ve come down
from my orgasm, then he removes his fingers and puts them into his mouth, sucking my juices off of himself. 
God, that is so hot.
He stands up and lifts me to the middle of the bed, then positions himself above me, his cock right at my center. 

Ryan kisses me a few times and I moan while I taste myself in his kisses, then he lifts his head and looks into my eyes; his
light blue eyes a more intense color.  “I don’t have any protection on me baby.  Do you?”  “Uh, no I don’t have any condoms on me, but I’m on the pill and I’m clean.  What about you?” 

Ryan smiles and pushes my
now loose hair away from my eyes.  “I’m clean. I got tested not too long ago.”  Normally, I would never trust that.  Even if a guy swore up and down he was clean, it wouldn’t happen without protection, but this is Ryan and I have always trusted him with my life. “Good, now get inside me” I smile, and then wrap my legs around his waist, using the heels of my feet to push on his muscular ass.

Ryan lowers his body and enters me.  “
Jesus, baby! You feel fan-fucking-tastic, Brynn” he groans while he slowly pumps into me. I kiss him on his now swollen lips and then lean into his ear and whimper “Harder Ryan. Harder!”  Then his body roars to life and his body pumps into me relentlessly. 

The only thing I can hear is the slapping of our skin, panting and the occasional growl from Ryan.  We’re both starting to sweat and my body is tightening, which I think R
yan notices, because he says “Come with me Brynn.  Are you ready?”  I can only nod. 

I put one hand on his shoulder and the other I put
between us so I can rub my mound because I’m so close to exploding again.  I start to tense and in the blink of an eye I’m coming again, hard.  Ryan pumps into me two more times, growls, and then his body tenses for a few seconds, then slumps down and his head tucks into my neck while tries to slow his breathing.

After he rolls
over and is lying next to me, with an arm draped over my belly, he huffs “Fucking hell, Brynn! You are the sexiest woman on the planet, you know that, right?” he says, nuzzling into my neck.  I giggle and say “You aren’t so bad yourself, handsome.” 

His chuckle vibrates through my body.
  “Not so bad?  That kinda hurts my feelings.  I was looking for something more along the lines of ‘Ryan, you are the best lay ever’, or ‘Oh my God, Ryan, that was so amazing and I want to be your sex slave for the rest of my life’.”  I throw my head back against my pillow and belly laugh at his comments. 

After I’ve wiped all the tears running down my cheeks from laughter off of my face, I
lightly kiss him and decide to joke with him. “Well, it was very amazing, and you’re definitely in the top three of best lays ever.” I’m not about to feed his ego and tell him that was the best sex I’ve ever had in my life, even though it’s true.

His eyebrows raise and he smirks.
“What? Ouch baby.  That hurt my heart just a little, but I guess I’ll just have to up my game next time.”   I smile and place a small kiss on his lips for saying that he wants to be with me again.  Ryan smiles and softly rubs my arms, then says “Just for the record, you are the sexiest, most talented woman I’ve ever known, and best lay I have ever had.” 

“Well, thanks so much for that compliment.  I didn’t even use half of my game that time, so you’ll be in for a big surprise next time.”  Ryan’s eyes widen and he leans in and gives me a deep, loving kiss. 

Chapter 14

Ryan

While I’m kissing her and wishing this could last forever, I remember the tattoo I licked, but couldn’t focus on when I went down on her, and that she has others in hidden spots, and now I want to explore.  I break the kiss and smile while scanning her body for all thirteen of them. 

“What are you looking at?” Brynn says with a laugh.  “I want to find all of these hidden tattoos you have.”  “Good luck
, Chuck” she smiles. 
Challenge accepted. 
I remember seeing one on the top of her right shoulder, so I pull her into a sitting position and see one that says
Que sera sera
- remembering that means whatever will be, will be. 

I lean her forward, also remembering the one I saw on her back and see
Accept no one’s definition of your life; define yourself
written in big, black curly lettering on her right shoulder blade.  I lift up her arms and see that she has two Greek letters, I’m assuming her sorority, inside a pink heart outline about the size of a quarter, on the inside of her left bicep.  “
Like, totally cute Brynnie!
” I say in my best valley girl voice when I point to the tattoo. 

Brynn laughs and says “Like, thanks! All of the girls in my sorority
except two have them.  One was too scared of needles to do it and the other was really religious.” I nod then say “Three down, ten to go” I say, smiling.  “Have fun” Brynn adds and then giggles.

Taking up the width of her entire left side,
she has a small bird sitting on a cherry blossom branch.  The tattoo is almost all black, but has small pink cherry blossom flowers around the bird. “This one?”  I look into her eyes. 

“That” she says “is a
perched love bird that is waiting for her soul mate.  I figured the man that loves me will get the other love bird so that when we are next to each other, the birds sit on their branch together and the heart will be complete.  Stupid, I know, but at the time I got it, it was so beautiful and symbolic that I had to have it done.” I nod, and then lay her back down because I don’t see any more on her back, and start to scoot down her body.

I remember
the one on her bare pubic bone and notice that it’s really low.  “Did this one hurt?”  It’s a feather, inked in light blue and purple tones, but the end quills turn into small black birds that are flying away from the feather.

“Yeah, it was one of the more painful ones.” She says. 
I kiss it and move on to find more.  I see one low on her right hip that says
I’m still figuring out who I am, but I know I’m not who I was
in smaller dark pink letters, outlined with black. 

I now see that most of her tattoos are a reassurance that she has changed from her old life and is now in charge of her own life instead of others.
I look up her right side and see she has one on the side of her right breast in black lettering that says
you are a rare find
and has a small daisy next to it.  “That was one of the more painful ones, as well.” She says, so I kiss it and then take her right nipple in my mouth and suck it quickly, letting it go with a loud pop, then move onto my exploration as she lets out a small moan.

When I turn her onto her stomach
, I see that she has a small pink bow tattooed under her left butt cheek, which looks super sexy.  “This one’s hot” I say and then nip at it.  Then, I barely notice something on the outer curve of her right butt cheek. 

I have to squint to see it because the script is so small and it looks more like a scar than a tattoo, but once I notice what it says I chuckle and look up at her.  “Really
, Brynn.  Are you serious?”  She buries her face in her pillow for a second and then laughs and says “Ah, so you found it.  I lost a bet.” 

She
laughs again but doesn’t elaborate so I look back down at the tattoo which is in very light, almost invisible, ink that says
I only rap caucasionally
and laugh, too. 

I
don’t see any more on her legs, so I turn her onto her back and move down to her feet.  On her right foot, she has a peace sign made out of daisies in different colors and sizes that takes up the entire top of her foot.  “That was the most painful one, by far.  Top of the foot tattoos aren’t for pussies, you know.”  She says and then laughs when I raise my brow at her. I lean down and kiss it, then do a scan of the rest of her body.

I spot the one I saw last night on her wrist that says
Enough
with the birds flying around it, but that is only eleven, and I remember she said she had thirteen of them.  Where are the two that I’m missing? I don’t see them anywhere. 

After
I’m done flipping Brynn back and forth on the bed, she starts laughing at me.  “Where are the other two?  You should be the Easter bunny or something, because I don’t see them anywhere.”  Brynn giggles and then pulls her hair away from her right ear and pulls the top of her ear down.  What looks like an arrow is in light purple outlined with dark purple.  It’s not big, but it would be noticeable if her hair were pulled up. 

“Is that an arrow
?” I ask her.  She nods and just looks at me.  “Explain?” I ask when I don’t get an answer.  Brynn clears her throat and then, with a smile, says “Well, it represents life.  The arrow has to be pulled back in order to move forward.  In life, things can pull you back, but it’s an opportunity for something else to shoot you forward.”

“And the last one?”
I say, once I realize she’s finished the explanation of the one behind her ear. Then she lifts up her left foot so that I can see the bottom.  On her arch, she has the words
Miles To Go
in very thick, black ink. 

“Very clever, Brynnie.  Did you get this because you run?”  “Yes and no.  I got it because I love to run and it seemed better than getting 26.2 tattooed on the top of my foot like everyone else does”
she says with a smirk.

“26.2? What does that mean?”  I ask, not understanding.  “26.2
miles is the length of a marathon.”
Holy shit
.  “You run that far for fun?” I ask incredulously and she just grins and nods.  “That’s fucking crazy.  That doesn’t sound fun at all.”

Brynn laughs at me and then continues.  “Anyway, I got it for running, but also because I have so much life left to live.  So many things I still need to experience.  My life has so many more miles that I can travel and endure, and I’m so excited that my life has really just begun
; I’m ready to see what I’ll experience in my future miles.” I am ready to ask her what else she wants from her life when there is a knock at her front door.

After a small hesitation from her,
I watch Brynn get out of bed and get a peek at her great ass with that small bow tattoo under her cheek and smile again thinking about the other tattoo on her ass cheek that is barely even noticeable unless you are right next to it, before she puts on her thick purple robe to see who’s at her door.  I lay back down on her pillow for a minute and try to process what just happened and what this means for us, when I hear Brynn say something and a man’s voice start to yell at her.