Ryan's Love (3 page)

After
rushing up to my apartment and peeling off my clothes on the way to
the shower. I quickly jump in the shower and wash the
days
’
work off of me, before I climb back out of the shower
and walk into my room. I riffling through my tiny closet for
something nice to wear. I find this cute little two piece green and
yellow bikini, that I have always been afraid to wear. I pair it
with a white dress that is sleeveless and goes down to my ankles. I
also slip on a pair of green flappy sandals.

When I step back into the mirror to
see if everything is in place, I take my hair out of the bun, fluff
it, then pin a flower clip in it.

“
Perfect,
”
I say out loud to my self.

Then I
make my way out the door and down to my car. She
’
s still
there, when I climb in and drive off to the
Callahan
’
s house. Which is about 5 minutes or so away from
me.

As I
pull up in front of their house I instantly feel embarrassed at my
car. My car is the only one that isn
’
t worth more than
fifty thousand dollars. I should leave. I so don
’
t belong
here. I know Mrs. Callahan was only trying to be nice by inviting
me here today.

I go to pull off and get out of here
when Mrs. Callahan sees me.

“
Oh Ryan Honey,
I
’
m so happy that you decided to
come,
”
she says as she rushes over to my car and opens my door
before I have a chance to leave.

I peek up at her nervously, but I do
step out of the car. When I do she gives me a quick embrace, then
we both walk into the house.

“
Everyone is here already. Although we are waiting for Ryan
to change into his swimming trunks.
”

My body tenses up as I think about
how sexy he would look with his shirt off. I bet he is hard all
over.

Mrs. Callahan must have felt the
change in me because she asked me was I ok. I told her yes as we
walk through the house and into the backyard.

There were a bunch of people walking
around the pool in the backyard. A few were already enjoying its
cool water. I notice Mr. Callahan is at the grill flipping what
looks like steaks. Patrick is in the pool with a few beautiful
ladies falling all over themselves to get to him. Killian is bent
over the cooler digging around in it looking for something; but
still no Ryan.

“
Do
you want to cool off in the pool first,
”
Mrs. Callahan asks
me.

“
Oh I
don
’
t know if I should. There
’
s not too many people
in the pool yet,
”
I
say.

“
Do
you want me to get in with you,
”
she says.

“
Well, I mean.. I don
’
t
know,
”
I say regretting the sexy suit I wore.

There is no way that I can get in
the pool with it on. I should have brought a pull over to wear over
my suit.

“
Honey, don
’
t be nervous.
We
’
re all family here,
”
she says stepping out of her skirt
and dropping down into the pool.

“
Come
on it. The water feels fantastic,
”
she says waving me into the
water.

I
can
’
t say no to her now. She
’
s already in the
water. So I place my bag on a lounge chair and pull my dress over
my head and carefully walk over to the pool and plop down into the
cool water. It was actually pretty nice. What I
didn
’
t know was someone was watching me this whole
time.

Chapter 3 (Ryan)

I
really didn
’
t want to be bother
with a pool party until I heard my mom ask Ryan to come. I was
hoping that she would come. I wanted to see her in a bathing suit;
preferably a bikini.

Boy, did she not disappoint. I
walked through the kitchen to the backdoor, after I changed into my
swimming trunks, to go into the backyard. When I was brought to a
quick stop at the beauty that was standing next to my mother
talking. She had a white summery dress that went all the way down
to her ankles. But I could see all of her curves. Her hair was out
and wavy, down to her bottom. Every time the wind blew, her hair
would whip around her body. Damn.

I stood there and watched her
talking to my mom, when my mom swiftly stepped out of the skirt she
was wearing and stepped into the pool. All the while looking up at
the girl talking. I think its Ryan. It has to be. I get the same
feeling watching this girl as I do when I see Ryan.

The girl is looking down at my mom,
while smoothing her hands down her sides. Then she shrugs and
places her bag down on a lounge chair and begins to pull her dress
over her head.

I damn near came undone when I saw
what was under neath her dress. All I could see was sexy cinnamon
legs; her hair was in the way of me seeing what kind of swimsuit
she had on. I have to see. So I go out the backdoor and start over
to the pool. My heart was thumping out of my chest; and I was
praying that I could keep my increasing hard-on at bay. But when
she breeched that water and flipped her hair back, I knew I was
gonna loose. The sight of her sun-kissed skin made my want to drag
her out of the water and slide my hard dick up in her sweet pussy;
make her beg for me to give it to her harder and faster.

“
Ryan, Honey,
I
’
m so happy you decided to join us,
”
my mom says to
me.

Ryan
’
s head snapped up to see me standing next to the
pool. She brought her hands up to try and cover her chest, but I
could see those soft mounds overflowing over her bikini. I
couldn
’
t help but smile. She was so sweet.

I must have been staring a little
too long because my mom cleared her throat and I looked down at
her.

“
Yeah
well thanks for all this mom. You really didn
’
t have to
do all this,
”
I say, then quickly turn back to Ryan.

She was down in the water so only
her head was sticking out. Like she was trying to cover herself
up.

“
Nonsense Son; everyone here missed you. We just wanted to
celebrate your coming home.
”

“
I
know Mom, and I
’
m happy to be home.
Thank you for everything. Now I hope you ladies
don
’
t mind me interrupting but I think
I
’
m going to join you.
Its
pretty hot out,
”
I grin and step into the water, right next to
Ryan.

Who
didn
’
t look at me, but I could see that she was slowly
easing away from me. Her back was turned to me, so it was easy for
me to get right behind her without her knowing.

“
Are
you running from me,
”
I say close to her ear.

My lips lightly brushing her ear.
She shivers and slowly turns around to face me. Her face looked
flushed and her lips were slightly puckered. Not thinking I moved
in to kiss them, and she kept slowly backing up away from me. Until
we were on the other side of the pool and her back was up against
the side of it.

“
I..I...I just don
’
t
think,
”
she said looking at me, then looking around at everyone
else.

“
You
don
’
t think what,
”
I say gently palming her chin,
bringing her head up to look at me.

She tilted her head to the side and
brought her hands down in front of herself, wringing them
out.

“
Why
are you doing this. You can
’
t possibly want
me,
”
she says before snapping her mouth
closed.

What!

Didn
’
t she see or know how damn sexy she was? That any
man in their right mind would die just to get a feel of those sweet
milky thighs of hers.

“
Are
you serious? Why would I not want you. Your skin is an amazing
silky cinnamon tone,
”
I say running my hand lightly down her
arm.

“
Your
hair is soft as a stack of feathers,
”
I say taking a piece of
her hair and rolling it in my hand.

“
And
your lips, while I haven
’
t had the luxury to
kiss them properly, I know they have to be as soft as they
look,
”
I say rubbing her bottom lip with my pointer
finger.

She gasped at my touch, closing her
eyes in the process.

“
You
like that. I can make you feel even better,
”
I say stepping closer
to her, letting my hands roam down her sides to her tiny
waist.

Her
eyes were wide with wonder as my hands skimmed across the waistband
of her bikini. I kept going down until my hand was rubbing her sex
over top of her thin bikini. It would be easy enough to slide them
to the side and me slip a finger inside her warmness, but I
didn
’
t want to completely scare her off. So I continued to
slowly rub her through her bikini. Her breathing sped up and she
brought her hands up and onto my shoulders.

“
Please,
”
she whispered.

I smiled.

“
Please what,
”
I ask, as I focused on rubbing her throbbing
bud.

Her
breath catches in her throat and she started to move with my hand,
ever so slowly. I took that as want; and moved her bikini to the
side and barely rubbed on her sex, before her head was buried in my
shoulder and her thighs were clamp around my hand. I flicked my
thumb over her swollen bud and she arched herself into me. Her
mouth opened as she gasped into my neck, instantly making me hard
for her. I don
’
t know if she felt
it, but I didn
’
t care. I want to
make this woman feel good. So as my thumb is making slow gentle
circles over her bud, my pointer was sliding all through her warm
folds.

“
Are
you ready,
”
I ask
her?

“
For
what,
”
she asks without lifting her head.

“
For
this,
”
I say and slide my pointer inside of her tight quivering
sex.

She bites down on my shoulder and
moans.

“
Oh
yes, please don
’
t
stop.
”

When I
slide another finger inside her she shifts around a bit, but
doesn
’
t complain. So I begin to gently move my fingers in
and out of her; slowly teasing her. Her bite on my shoulder gets a
little harder, but I like it so I don
’
t stop
her.

“
Baby, I want you so bad. I want to bend you over and slide
my hard dick into your sweet tight pussy until you beg me to fuck
you to sleep,
”
I
groan.

I know
I shouldn
’
t have talked so nasty to her, but she had me
ready to explode in my pants.

She stiffens and backs away from me,
not even looking up at me.

“
Ryan, I
can
’
t..., I should go,
”
she says and quickly scoots up out of
the pool and runs off into the house before I can grab ahold of her
and ask her what was wrong.

“
Dang
Bro, what did you do? You guys looked like you were having fun.
Then all of the sudden she
’
s running off. She
must have realized that I was the sexier
brother,
”
Patrick says smacking me on the back,
laughing.

“
Shut
up,
”
I
say spinning around and punching him in the stomach
playfully.