Chapter 46--Impatient

AMBER.

I wave Ash goodbye and watch him waddle beside July. They slip into the small apartment and a feeling of relief washes over me.

“Are you just going to stand there and keep me waiting, Amby?”

My cheeks fill with colour as I snap my head back to Ryan. He gazes at me, a smirk on his lips, his eyes brimming with a glint of desire, which sends my heart into overdrive. “D-Dont call me that,” I stutter as I march back into the car. I slide the door shut and turn to gaze at Ryan.

He leans over to me, his hands circling my waist. The feel of his strong arms around me send a shiver down my spine. “Why not? It’s cute,” he chuckles.

The air grows thick, and my breath hitches in my throat as Ryan slowly closes the distance between us. My cheeks grow even redder and I avert my gaze to the steering wheel.

“Ryan,” I breathe, my voice coming out as a soft whisper.

“What is it, Amby?” he whispers against my lips.

God, this is driving me mad.

“We are still in the car,” I protest as I feel his finger glide up my spine.

“Hm? Well of course we are,” he says with a throaty chuckle. “And I’m a rather impatient man.”

Before I can blink, Ryan crashes his lips on mine. A gasp escapes my lips as our tongue intertwines. I feel myself drowning, and my mind becoming a blank sheet. I wrap my hands around his neck, pulling him flushed against my body.

Our bodies dance in each other’s heat, and I find myself craving even more. Ryan’s hands desperately try to locate the buttons on my shirt, but I slide my hands over his, as I pull my lips away from his momentarily.

“Ryan...“

“Fuck, what is it?”

“We’re in the car.“

“And? I can’t wait any longer Amber, I need you...Now,” he breathes.

I swallow hard, my sense of reasoning swaying, but I shake my head. “Let’s go back to the hotel,” I whisper.

Ryan pauses for a few seconds, before pulling away from me, his touch lingering, like he is reluctant to let go of me—I am too. Ryan adjusts himself on the seat and the car roars to life. His moves his hands expertly as he grips the steering wheel and swerves back into the street.

I keep my eyes involuntarily on his arms, my throat occasionally bobbing up and down. I desperately want those hands around my waist, all over my body, my neck, my hai-

I tear my eyes away from him, muttering curses as I bite my inner lip.

The car ride comes to a stop after a few excruciating minutes that feel like hours. Ryan and I come down from the car, and we share a look. We march into the hotel and quickly take long strides into the awaiting elevator.

We slip in and the doors slide shut. We stand in the elevator, the soft music playing in the background, greatly contrasting the thick tension that hangs in the hair. The tension consumes me and my desire reaches its peak. I grab Ryan by the collar, pressing my lips on his. A chuckle escapes his lips as he slides his hands over my waits.

“You read my mind.”

We stay entangled in each other’s arms, our lips moving against each other’s. As the elevator doors finally slide open, Ryan picks me up, our lips still intertwined as we make our way to the room.

Ryan pushes the door open and slams it shut once we are in. He places me down on the soft, king sized bed and begins to make do with his shirt. I watch, entranced as he pops the buttons, one, by one. I swallow, biting my lips as my desire heightens.

“Aren’t you going to take your clothes off? Or do you want me to help you with that?” he asks, his lips curling into a smirk.

“Well...that doesn’t sound like a bad idea,” I coo, my legs trailing his thighs and all the way to the centre.

Ryan groans, throwing his shirt down to the ground. “I can’t say I’ll be gentle with them,” he chuckles.

He looms over me, the tensions growing thicker. I push myself up from the bed and trail my hands over his broad chest. Our lips meet again, but this time, the kiss is more intense than ever. I push him back on the bed, straddling him perfectly. I undo my buttons, peeling my clothing off, until my skin lay bare before his eyes.

He looks like he has been put in a trance as his eyes trail my body from head to toe. “Fuck, this is killing me,” he groans.

A small gasp escapes my lips as I feel his hard on cushion against my entrance. Ryan reveals his manhood, and I swallow, my body quivering with want and need.

Gripping my waist, I feel his top cushion against my moist entrance. Without warning, he slams into me, sending shockwaves of electrifying pleasure shooting up my spine. I arch my back in response, my hands falling to his chest for support. Ryan moves his hips, slamming into me, as his primal instincts take over. Moans spew out of my mouth as I move my hips, matching his rhythm. I am drowning in a sea of pleasure, of pure ecstasy. Goosebumps ignite on my skin and it is taking me all I have to not lose my sanity.

“Ryan,” I gasp, my eyes dimming to half mast.

Our hips move in synch, and the room is filled with the sound of our bodies, connecting. With each thrust, I feel my pleasure heightened. Ryan raises himself up from the now crumbled sheets and pressed his body against mine. His tongue glides down the slender column of my neck and I feel shivers run down my spine. Slowly, he sinks his teeth into my neck and a jolt of pleasure shoots through me.

Incoherent mews spill from my lips and I cannot focus.

Switching positions, Ryan presses my back against the sheets and moves his tongue down to my pert nipples. I let out a gasp, my body quivering. He slams into me, each thrust pushing me to the limit. With each thrust, I feel myself reaching the peak of my pleasure. I wrap my legs around Ryan’s hips, my arms around his neck as I reel over the edge. My body convulses with my orgasm, as moans escape my lips.

“Fuck,” he growls as his strokes become sloppy.

He thrusts into me a few more times, before reaching the apex. Ryan groans, spilling his seed within me. He crashes down beside me, our breaths haggard. The room is filled with the sound of our heavy breathing and for a moment, there is a still silence.

I slowly turn my gaze and catch him staring at me. He wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer to him. He plants a kiss on my forehead, his lips trailing down to my neck. I flinch as he nibbles on the delicate area of my neck.

I want more.

“Ryan?”

“Hm?”

“Again...”