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On our way out, she grabs her keys and purse. Ryan seems more like herself as we ride to my house. She rests her hand on my leg as I drive, watching the scenery blur outside the window. The bottom falls right before we get there. I almost miss my driveway it's pouring so hard, and I can barely see.
“Great,” I mumble, wishing more than ever I had a garage. At least my driveway comes right up to my side door, and there's an awning over it.
I rush to the door with Ryan's bag, only a couple feet away until I'm covered by the awning, and I still get soaked. I hate rain, hating getting wet, yet I don't own an umbrella. I can't really complain about it since I haven't done anything to prevent situations like this. Hurriedly, I unlock it and push it open, expecting Ryan to be right behind me. But when I turn to look, she's leaning with her back against the passenger door, her head tilted up to the sky. Her red hair turns even darker as it gets wet.
“What are you doing?” I yell over the loud rain.
Ryan faces me at the sound of my voice, and she's grinning. The water drips down her face, clinging to her white t-shirt, revealing the skin underneath.
“C'mon,” she hollers at me.
“It's raining, and it's cold!”
She laughs at my obvious response. “You won't melt, I promise.”
Ryan walks around to the boot of my car, pulls herself up, and leans back against my window, her arms out. The rain pelts against her, and she seems to be loving it. What is she doing? Does she actually like rain? Reluctantly, I set her bag inside the door and go to her. Thunder booms loudly, but Ryan doesn't even flinch. Her grin is even more present
now.
“You're drenched, Ryan, and you're going to get yourself killed or sick or something bad,” I tell her, standing in front of her legs hanging off my car. My clothes stick to me uncomfortably, and I'm tempted to haul her over my shoulder to carry her inside without waiting for a response.
Ryan sits up. “Thunderstorms are one of the best things in the world. You have to enjoy them while they last.”
Without permission, my eyes wander over her body. Oh, God. Her jeans are stuck to those legs I love so much, and her shirt isn't hiding anything, her nipples straining against her bra and t-shirt. Her lower lip trembles from the icy cold rain, proving she's freezing. Ryan's eyes do some roaming of their own as she absentmindedly licks her lips. Maybe rain isn't so bad. No thought occurs as I finally pick her up, hauling her over my shoulder, and head into the house. Ryan laughs.
“I said you wouldn't melt!”
Just as we step over the threshold, lightening strikes, sounding too close by for comfort. I bend over to set her back on her feet.
“I was about to come in, you know,” she says with her hands propped on her hips, looking entirely too hot. “You didn't look like you would have gone for my idea of racing to the road and back. Running in the rain is a lot of fun, Gabe. Although, you throwing me over your shoulder was hot and so much more fun.” She smiles wickedly.
That's it. I have to have her. There's no holding back anymore. She wants it, and good God if I don't. I don't answer. I can't. Nothing will come out. Oblivious to my turmoil, Ryan bends over to pick up her bag.
“Better go change.”
I watch her hips swing as she walks away. My feet, knowing what I want, begin to follow her. She hangs her bag on the door to my bedroom and peels off her shirt first. Her back tattoos on display until Ryan turns to face me.
“Could I have a towel for my hair? I would just throw it up, but I forgot to bring a scrunchie.”
“No.”
“No?” She questions, confused as I continue to stalk towards her.
“No,” I repeat, coming to a stop in front of her. I cup her cheeks and immediately kiss her briefly. “We're going to have sex. That okay with you?”
Ryan's surprise quickly fades, and she nods. I pull her lips back to me, finding her tongue, and sucking it into my mouth. There's a soft sound as her shirt falls from her hand and onto the floor. She bunches the hem of my shirt in her hands and lifts, breaking our kiss for a moment. My shirt slips from her fingers when I kiss her again. Grabbing her hips, I hoist her up, her legs wrapping around my waist, and walk to my bed to lay her down.
I lick and suck up all the remaining droplets of rain along her neck, across her shoulders. Ryan's body moves, and I realize she's removing her bra while I kiss her collarbone. Her breasts come free. Each one falls towards her arms a little from their weight. She's a pure seductress. I've never wanted anyone as much as I want her right now. My mouth descends on her breast, and I tug the nipple between my teeth, causing Ryan to shiver beneath me, her hands starting at my shoulders and running down my back.
I suck so hard when I pull away a pop sounds. As I kiss down and across to the other, I order, “Unbutton your pants.”
Her fingers fumble with the button and zipper as I roll my tongue around her nipple, biting down gently. I grab her hands and hold them down on either side of her head as I hover over her. Lust is back full force in her eyes. She watches me, waiting for my next move, and I linger for a moment. With my hands gripping her possessively, I run them down her arms to her sides and then down her sides, kissing the dandelion on her hip.
Her breaths are soft pants of anticipation, mingling with the rain pounding on the house. I slip my fingers underneath the waistband of her jeans.
“Lift your hips.”
She does, and I yank them down, the task extra hard thanks to them being wet. I'm seriously having to peel them off her. The air is sucked from my lungs when I see she isn't wearing any underwear. I glance at her as she sits up on her elbows to watch me, and she smirks. Her pants sit at her knees as I move off the bed to take off her shoes and socks before finally removing them completely. She's completely captivated me.
