Page 33 of Curveball

Once I closed my eyes, I saw…Walker.

I saw his emerald eyes, his perfectly carved stomach, thick thighs, insane ass, and corded arms. I imagined his large hands on my body, him driving into me with this thick cock. Oh shit, there's that pressure. "Ryan, I'm going to come," I moaned as I continued to keep my eyes closed, imagining Walker. Ryan curled his fingers forward and sucked my clit harder; that was all it took to send me crashing over the edge, white light exploding behind my eyes.

Wow. I was a terrible person.

The orgasm was incredible, but I was very aware it took me imagining Walker to get there… and I felt like such an asshole. I just needed to keep spending more time with Ryan and continue to build our connection, and Walker would fade away. Right? Walker being back in town was messing with me. I needed to get a handle on it so it didn't mess up what could potentially be with Ryan.

I’d let that happen with Jake, and look how that turned out.

Okay, there were other reasons for the demise of my marriage outside of Walker… but still. I needed to get a grip.

Ryan helped me back into my panties and straightened my dress out before placing a searing kiss against my mouth. Damn, he was a good kisser. He deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding against mine, and I felt my heartbeat drop between my thighs. He was turning me on all over again, and I could feel the press of his large, hard cock pressed against my stomach.

So why couldn't I finish with him?

My hands drifted down his sculpted chest to his belt buckle. He removed his hands from my hair and wrapped them around my wrists. "You don't have to do that, sweetheart. Tonight was about you."

"But I want to," I whispered as I lowered to my knees, unzipped his jeans, and pulled them down his legs. I palmed his cock over his boxer briefs, eliciting a groan from Ryan before I pushed them down his legs, his hard length springing free. I wrapped my fingers around his base and pumped slowly before I licked up his length and pulled him into my mouth. His hands tangled in my hair, gripping hard, his head falling back as I took him to the back of my throat.

"Fuck. You're good at this." His voice pure gravel, only egging me on.

I pulled my mouth slowly off his cock, twirled my tongue around his crown before taking him deep again. Ryan took that moment to take over, speeding up his pace, gripping my hair tighter, and thoroughly fucked my mouth. He turned me into his plaything, taking what he wanted, and I loved every second of it. I could tell he was getting close, and as I glanced up at him…

I saw Walker.

Fuck.

The pure mindfuck threw me off, and I gagged.

Ryan slowed his pace. "Shit, sorry. Do you want me to stop?" he asked, brows pulled together in concern.

I quickly shook my head with his cock still deep in my mouth and continued to suck him off. Ryan picked his pace back up, and once we got back to business as usual, his release quickly followed. He tried to warn me that he was about to come, so I could pull off, but I held on and swallowed every last drop.

It was the least I could do at this point.

After we cleaned ourselves up, we did end up having that nightcap. I took a long sip of wine, completely distracted by what had just happened. I was attracted to Ryan; he turned me on, but why was I seeing Walker?

What was wrong with me?

This night had gone a tad differently than I had anticipated.

I was hoping we would get to the next stage of our relationship, that we would decide to be exclusive, but after what just happened, I clearly needed more time. This poor man had been through enough with his ex, and after what I’d gone through with Jake, I couldn't just jump into another relationship when I was picturing another man during oral sex. The fact I couldn't come until I saw Walker's face flash behind my eyes was… troubling… to say the least.

Did I need to get a therapist?

Ryan could clearly sense something was off as he reached for my hand. "Hey, you okay? You seem distracted."

I smiled. "Yeah, sorry. I'm just tired; it's been a long day." I squeezed his hand. “Tonight was great though, I’m just never out this late."

"Yeah, tonight was great, I'm glad we could do this. I know between our two schedules, we don't have a lot of time to go out in the evenings." He leaned over and gave me a quick kiss. "Let's get you home."

I stood up, trying but failing to stifle a large yawn.

"All right, sleepy head, I get it, you're tired," he teased, placing his hand on my lower back to guide me to the front door.

"It's your fault. I'm all gooey and sleepy now after that orgasm." I winked at him over my shoulder.

He may have done all the work, but that orgasm was all Walker.