Love Me Tender, chapter 9
Ryan chuckled.
"Would you rather kiss me?" I stared at Ryan. For a moment, all was silent. The candle flickered, and in the moment every expression changed. I could see that Nikki looked awkward. Brendon kept glancing at Ryan fearfully. And Ryan. Ryan's eyes suddenly shone with fear, fear that I would reject him.
Ugh.
The situation was difficult. If I kissed Brendon, Nikki and Ryan would hate me. If I kissed Ryan... Nobody would hate me.
Hmmm.
I've been dying to kiss him anyway. But I wanted to seem strong for him. I wanted him to have to chase me a little.
I guess that won't be happening.
Sigh.
I lifted the candle to my lips, and blew it out with a low hiss. The room was suddenly plunged into darkness. Ryan was sitting against the bed, with his legs out. So I climbed over his legs and sat on my knees. So I was pretty much straddling him.
I'm a slut.
Shit.
Oh well.
I leaned forward and slowly touched his cheek.
"Do you love me?" I whispered into his ear while one hand was wrapped around the back of his neck.
"Yes," his voice sounded hoarse but sincere.
So I kissed him.
As soon as our lips touched, fireworks exploded in every bit of my body. My spine melted, my heartbeat sped up, and I suddenly felt too hot.
Ryan kissed me back.
His hands rested on my waist, and my hands were wrapped around his neck. I pulled one hand off his neck and ran it through his brown hair. I knew he had put gel in it, but it wasn't sticky. I smiled through the kiss.
Then I felt him smile.
Even though my eyes were closed, I could tell that someone had turned on the lights.
I heard somebody yell me name, so I opened my eye a crack.
And then I saw Master.
"Would you rather kiss me?" I stared at Ryan. For a moment, all was silent. The candle flickered, and in the moment every expression changed. I could see that Nikki looked awkward. Brendon kept glancing at Ryan fearfully. And Ryan. Ryan's eyes suddenly shone with fear, fear that I would reject him.
Ugh.
The situation was difficult. If I kissed Brendon, Nikki and Ryan would hate me. If I kissed Ryan... Nobody would hate me.
Hmmm.
I've been dying to kiss him anyway. But I wanted to seem strong for him. I wanted him to have to chase me a little.
I guess that won't be happening.
Sigh.
I lifted the candle to my lips, and blew it out with a low hiss. The room was suddenly plunged into darkness. Ryan was sitting against the bed, with his legs out. So I climbed over his legs and sat on my knees. So I was pretty much straddling him.
I'm a slut.
Shit.
Oh well.
I leaned forward and slowly touched his cheek.
"Do you love me?" I whispered into his ear while one hand was wrapped around the back of his neck.
"Yes," his voice sounded hoarse but sincere.
So I kissed him.
As soon as our lips touched, fireworks exploded in every bit of my body. My spine melted, my heartbeat sped up, and I suddenly felt too hot.
Ryan kissed me back.
His hands rested on my waist, and my hands were wrapped around his neck. I pulled one hand off his neck and ran it through his brown hair. I knew he had put gel in it, but it wasn't sticky. I smiled through the kiss.
Then I felt him smile.
Even though my eyes were closed, I could tell that someone had turned on the lights.
I heard somebody yell me name, so I opened my eye a crack.
And then I saw Master.
