Turn The Page (Kissed by A Muse Book 2) (21 page)

Oh sweet geez this is NOT what kissing is! What is this? Who is this man?!

Ryan wasn’t just kissing her; he was working her over as though searching for something- something she was as mindless as he over, for him to find. Leigh’s nerve endings were firing without first taking aim, and all she knew was that if he didn’t kiss her harder and grab her more fiercely and relax his hold so that she could attack right back, she was going to die. To express this, she pumped him gently with her fist and his torso arced away from hers.

‘Leigh…’ Ryan moaned into her mouth and then rolled, yanking her hand from his and pinning it to the mat beside her head before pressing her to the fluffy mat and spreading her legs with one of his, pinning her. He kissed a trail down her neck and nibbled on her pulse before pulling back to regard her, his forehead creased in consternation. ‘We have to take this slowly honey, okay?’ He kissed up the side of the jaw she’d always felt was too sharp, and made her feel soft and beautiful. ‘I want you, and I want you to feel safe but…’ he nibbled on her earlobe but then buried his face into her hair, just behind her ear and whispered: ‘but you have to help me keep things… chaste. Don’t be afraid to move my hands or pull away if you get worried that I’m losing myself… because I most likely will...’

‘I want you to lose yourself a little…’ she admitted, hitching one of her knees to pin his leg down. ‘And I want to get lost with you. Isn’t that why we’re doing this?’

Ryan moaned and laced his fingers through hers, keeping it pinned when she attempted to free it. ‘Yes. But there’s that line remember? And I can’t see it when my dick is in your hand…’

The fire crackled beside them, making everything seem hot and hazy and surreal, and Leigh knew it would be so easy to lose herself in the moment and give in to Ryan, she knew that she would not. This wasn’t about the character she was besotted with and her chance to write him into her own story, but the character she wanted to be.

‘There are things we can do on this side of the line...’ she whispered. ‘If you’re worried about getting lost, then let me lead the way…’ she pressed her own lips to his Adam’s apple. ‘I kiss you here, you kiss me there. I rub you there, you rub me there…’ she kissed down his neck. ‘I take you in my mouth and you-’

Ryan crowed, catching her mouth with his and kissing her messily. ‘Fuck no!’ He grunted and rode her with a few thrusts, making her will disintegrate. ‘You do that and it’s all over!’

‘From what I’ve heard, if I do it right- it’ll end in my mouth and not between my-’

Ryan’s arms slipped around her and crushed her body to his. Leigh gasped from the heat of his skin and sank her fingertips into his shoulders. ‘Leigh please…’ he begged, his tone as frantic as his kisses as his hands began to slide under her shirt, fingers glancing off her ribs, the edge of her right breast and then, began to tug at the black ribbon holding her pants closed. When one of his large, hot hands clamped around her breast and kneaded it gently, Leigh cried out and began to paw at him without any sense of direction. She got her hand into his pants and had one, brilliant and incredibly firm handful of his tight ass in her hand before Ryan made a choking noise and grabbed at her hands again, first one then the other, and pinned them both above her head.

‘You’re making me a fucking lunatic!’ Ryan nudged up her shirt with his nose and then a hot, wet mouth was suckling on one of her nipples and Leigh’s senses left her. She sobbed out a desperate breath as her sex clenched tightly and then opened with an ache unlike any she’d ever suffered before. She understood then, how her body would adjust to him- how easily she’d surrender to this beautiful man and exactly how much fun she’d have kissing her morals good-bye and fear made her shiver.

Is he right? Am I going to ask him to make love to me? Am I going home in two pieces instead of a whole? I don’t want that, do I? It’ll hurt and make him feel responsible for me… but I can’t stop at kisses either!

‘Ryan I want you!’ she crowed petulantly for lack of anything better to say. ‘But your kisses are making me hurt all over! I need more!’

‘As do I…’ he suckled her other breasts and moaned. She looked down and saw that her nipple was hard in his mouth and then she moaned too- he was just too hot. ‘But I don’t want to enjoy you, if it leads to hurting you. I am… out of my mind for you…’ he kissed her more gently and with her hands stretched above her head, there was nothing she could do to increase the pressure. ‘Still, I can’t trust my mind any more than I can trust my heart right now, you know? Only my body knows what it wants and if you end up demanding that…’

‘I’m a grown woman, Ry,’ she said, though she’d never felt more like a love-struck teenager than she did then. ‘I won’t let a man inside my body when I know he can’t let me into his heart, so please…’ she kissed him again, parting his lips with her tongue. ‘Give me what you can and I’ll never ask for what you can’t.’

Ryan made a soft humming sound and Leigh quaked with need. He was the spider and she the web- and so the slightest touch had her shivering in response.

This pinning me down thing is hot and very book-Ryan, but I wish he’d release them already so I can enjoy the full Niagara experience- with two hands on that body!

‘Do you trust me?’ he whispered, sealing the kiss before parting her lips with the tip of his tongue again. Leigh nodded. ‘Really?’ He pressed. Leigh made a disgruntled noise and he chuckled. ‘Good…then I’ll take advantage of you, on one condition...’

Leigh was about to ask what it was, but then something silky was looped around her wrists and pulled until her palms flattened together. She froze and looked up, tearing her mouth away from his, and felt alarm race through her when she saw that he’d gotten a black satin tie from somewhere and was already in the process of tying her hands together- and to the foot of his bed! Images of buried backpackers and missing person’s lists danced across her mind but then his tongue was tickling her belly button and there was nothing wrong in the world.

‘Wh-what are you-’

‘Tying us to this side of the line,’ he whispered, and then slid down her body and buried his face between her legs. ‘Now shut up while I find out if you taste as good down here as you do every where else…’

And then his lips were against the bottom of her bare abdomen and Leigh was flying while tethered to the floor.

Twenty

R
yan had never wrestled a live tiger before but as he nibbled on Leigh through the thick fabric of her pants, heating the furry cloth with his breath and giving her a taste of what he was going to do to her once they were gone, she bucked wildly, almost kneeing him in the jaw with the ferocity of a very alarmed kitty. He laughed- into her of course, making her feel every vibration- and then dragged her pants off her hips, which was an easy feat seeing as how he’d taken the satin tie from the drawstring and now had her roped up with it.

‘Ryan oh my GOD.’ Leigh twisted her hips, trying to pull away from him. ‘You tied me up? Are you insane?’

‘Sorry honey…’ he whispered, getting the pants over her incredibly curved rump and thickening when he was greeted with the sight of her delicate thong slung around her virginal sex. He slid the pants lower until they were at her knees and then reached out to press his thumb against her concealed clit, grinning as she froze again. ‘But I’m already mentally ramming myself into you- who knows how my resolve will wane if you’re free to touch me as you please?’ He rubbed her clit gently and Leigh’s stomach contracted. ‘No it’s too risky. I need to calm you down a few times before I let the tiger loose.’

‘Oh… god...’ Leigh’s legs lifted and bent, her knees falling open for him, and triumph spread across him in a slow burn. She was so responsive, and so incredibly built that every move she made was an erotic one. Ryan eagerly pressed her thighs open and slid his lips down the inside of one like a flutist, and Leigh hit all the right notes. He landed against the edge of her panties and she twisted again as though trying to buck him off, but he grinned and nipped at her little bud, counting the pulsations with his teeth and she stilled again, breathing like a runner in a race.

‘What?’ He breathed against her panties and then raked his teeth over her clit to her concealed slit and Leigh began to groan and twists again, not to get away, but to pull his focus. Not that he needed to be given directions- she was damp, humid and so sweetly fragranced that his mouth would have found her sex in darkness, even if he’d been the one with bound hands. ‘No good?’ he joked. ‘Damn… I might have to try something else…’

‘Ryan…!’

‘Leigh…’ He laughed and knelt between her legs, gazing down upon her desperate face as wishing he knew her better or had a lower moral code so that he could take full advantage of her- starting with a camera capturing her naked tits and crooked glasses, and ending with his aching cock impaled right into her tiny core. But he pushed the thoughts away and settled for sliding her loose Hooters shirt up and over chest, making sure to drag his palms over her beautiful, sweaty breasts before bundling the fabric above her shoulders and head. 

‘Your body is incredible…’ he whispered. ‘Just…Perfect. Look at you… all mine…’ Leigh’s eyes followed his movements until he leaned down and began to lap at her erect nipples. Her lashes lowered and her lips parted and as he began to cup and knead her, Leigh’s breathing began to grow lighter and faster with his.

So responsive… so damned responsive! Hmm… what would my cock do to her, inside her? Oh it would hurt for a little while but if I just nudged my way in…?

The thoughts made Ryan a bead of moisture glisten on the tip of his erection. Needing to get out some of the sexual aggression, he snapped at one of her breasts and twisted the other nipple before soothing it with his mouth and Leigh’s panting became erratic.

‘You like this?’ He reached down between her legs and pressed his fingertips into her panties. Her thighs clenched around his hand and he took the hint, plumping her clit between two fingers through her panties, while he repeated the same motion with his lips around her aureole. Her petite frame began to writhe beneath him and Ryan grit his teeth, turned on beyond measure by her excitement. ‘Yeah... you do…’ he let his free hand take the place of his lips, toying with her while straightening to get an overview. It was too damned hot, and his cock retracted warningly. ‘Has another man ever done this to you before Leigh? Or am I the first?’

Lee moaned and bit her lip, shaking her head against the carpet and pulling hard on her binds. ‘What?’ He pulled her panties to the side and she spasmed, her legs opening again to let him back in. He pressed his fingers against her humid flesh and almost blacked out from the way the blood rushed from his head to his cock. He stroked her gently, feeling like he was floating away. ‘Tell me! I didn’t hear you...’

‘You’re the first!’ Leigh cried out and Ryan sucked in a breath and plunged his fingertips into her shallow entrance. Electricity shot up his shaft and he was certain that he was about to lose his everything, but then Leigh began to contract around his fingers and cry out his name and her voice kept him anchored. Her voice was so sweet- her face angelic even as her juices coated his fingertips.

Too angelic for you! She’s got a crush man, and if she’s spreading her knees for you now then clearly, you’ve got the ability to get a lot more than your hand between them! Be CAREFUL or you’re gonna lose her.

He pulled his hand from her just as her eyes opened in shock, watching when he grinned and suckled her off him, and then her taste was on his tongue and he couldn’t restrain himself for one second longer. He lay down on top of her and began to kiss her passionately, doing everything to her with his mouth that he wanted to do with the rest of him. When her glasses bumped against his nose he groaned and pulled them off, sliding them beneath the bed, and Leigh sighed into his mouth and pressed her chest into him, struggling to return the embrace from her side but failing due to her bound arms. He reached up and untangled the knots and her hands fell free and to the waist of his pants.

‘Let me kiss you!’ she panted into his mouth, and he sat up, pulling her with him until he was off her legs. Ryan ripped her shirt over her head as she tugged frantically at his tie, and then he felt the air kiss him just as she knelt and slid her hot, wet, mouth over the head of his erection. ‘Mmm…!’

‘Christ!’ Ryan’s teeth gnashed together as Leigh huddled over his lap and began to eagerly slide her mouth up and down his bulbous shaft. Within seconds he was ready to explode and he was glad that he’d relented and allowed her to go down on him because he was pretty sure that he would have found a way inside her, one way or the other in his ecstatic distress. He tangled his fingers in her still damp hair, pulling her back every time she sucked that bit too hard and threatened to un-man him, but Leigh tightened her little hands around the base of his shaft and began to suckle mercilessly and suddenly, Ryan was calling out a warning instead of a command to stop. He couldn’t help it- she was just too damn sexy and eager and her ass was in the air, taunting his gaze as her tongue teased him home. His heart felt like it was going to smash a hole right through his chest. ‘Leigh! I’m going to-’

Leigh moaned and deep-throated him with one sharp, hard move and Ryan let out a roar as she syphoned his seed from him and gulped him down greedily. He sagged back and caught himself on his hands on the floor as every muscle in his body locked up and then released so violently that the room spun in euphoric circles. He groaned, amazed by what he was seeing and experiencing; Leigh didn’t gag or spit or make a face, merely pressed him back with one hand flat on his abdomen and continued to drink deep. He knew that within seconds, he was going to be stammering apologies and what not, so before that awkward moment could kick in, he sat up, pulled her legs out straight against the floor and earned himself a yelp of surprise.

‘Ryan I wasn’t- oh!’

Ryan tore her panties down her legs and slid his tongue between her pretty pink folds as aggressively as she’d molested him. Naked now, sweaty, breathless and tangled beneath him, Leigh covered her face with her hands and arched to the ceiling while he explored every millimetre of her humid, sweet little opening. He moaned, genuinely turned on anew by her taste- because she even tasted innocent there- and he wanted her to taste like him too. He lapped at her, suckled, bit and moaned and Leigh began to twist like a fish on a line.

‘Oh! Ry! It’s too intense! Stop! Please!’ But he pressed his palms into her knees and spread her open further still, thrusting his tongue in and out of her rapidly, growing sclerotic against the floor when he felt her contract. ‘Ry! Oh my GOD! Ry! Oh!!!’ Leigh tried to flip and turn away from him- to crawl away but he lifted her hips from the floor, caught her waist and began to lick her from behind.

Fuck! So hot! Fuck! How am I going to STOP?

Leigh screamed and grabbed the cover on his bed, pulling it to her as she bowed to the floor and Ryan’s body began to throb. Her panties were round her knees as were his PJ’s- but other than that they were both naked and covered in one another’s sweet and excretions. Her skin and hair was golden in the firelight, her little pussy turned up to him invitingly- and Ryan had never been so excited in his life. He didn’t need his memories to know that- his body was singing something new; something not recycled or touched upon before- but a melody just for her.

‘Leigh…’ Ryan flattened his hand against her back and slid his finger into her sex, just enough to feel how wet she was. ‘This is the moment I was afraid of…’ he slipped his finger along her pelvis until he had her clit again and when he tweaked it, she sobbed. ‘You’re too much… I want to ask...’

‘I’m scared too…’ Leigh moaned into his bedspread, lifting her knees as he coaxed her panties off. ‘I don’t think I’m strong enough to say no…’

Ryan’s heart leapt into his throat. He stood swiftly, kicking off his pants and then knelt again behind her, sliding himself between her legs and almost coming again when he felt her juices coat him and make him slick. Leigh shrieked softly and straightened, her thighs clenching around him. ‘Is that…?’

Stop me stop me STOP ME!

‘Yeah…’ he whispered breathily into her ear, sliding in and out of her hot little thigh gap. ‘That’s my cock. You feel that?’ He held her to him by fondling her breast and clit with alternate hands. ‘Feel how hard you got it again? I’m supposed to be spent, Leigh…’ his mouth opened in a silent scream of pleasure as she clenched more tightly around him. ‘I’m supposed to be okay with you now. And yet…’

Shit! STOP ME! I promised you…!

Leigh twisted, cupping his face and staring into his eyes. ‘What if I change my mind?’ she asked in a trembling voice. ‘What if I decide that being with an incredible lover my first time, is better than being with someone who loves me?’

Ryan’s heart cracked open, but it had nothing to do with her words. He’d never seen her face before, not really-not without her thick, funky glasses obscuring most of it. He’d understood that she was incredibly beautiful and would be just as beautiful without them on, and how could she be anything else? On paper- she had it all; tanned, blonde, sweet, petite and green-eyed. Good teeth, bright smile clear skin; everything worked and fit together nicely.

But he’d been wrong- she was more than beautiful- she was utterly resplendent. Her eyes were not only wide, but widely spaced and shaped like horizontal tears- not small and squinting, like the eyes of most people who wore glasses constantly- and without the glass in front of them to deflect light, Ryan could see that the shade of green was paler but richer than any he’d seen before. The bridge of her nose was flatter and wider that the norm, and not the sort of aquiline, narrow nose that most girls seemed to covet, and yet it was beautifully sculpted, tilting up towards the tip in a cute little snub. Her face was heart shaped- he saw that now with both the hair and glasses out of the way, but it was an extreme heart shape, wide around her brow and cheekbones, then tapering in delicately to the most adorable chin and sweetest pout he’d ever seen.

Separately, half of her features could have been described as pretty, and the other half could have been considered a little to angular or broad to be ideal… but combined, well, a man didn’t stand a chance! And those glasses- so funky and thick and black, had hidden her to the point of disguising her!

She’s not even real! She’s like the pixie in that old print in the nursery! What did Imogen say that character’s name was? Satine? Shilogh?

Leigh’s eyes widened in alarm then, and it was too much for him. Ryan sucked in a breath and turned her around, drawing her closer so that the flickering veil of shadows fell away and left nothing between his gaze and the contours of her elven face.

‘Your eyes…’ he reached up with his free hand and pushed the damp, tangled strings of her hair behind her ear. ‘They’re…’ Leigh cringed and leaned towards the fire behind him, reaching for her glasses but Ryan slapped her hand out of the way and caught her chin, pulling her nonpareil face to his again and whispering against her lips: ‘Don’t you fucking dare. Look at me, now!’

Leigh whimpered and tried to turn her face away. ‘Ry, don’t please!’ she sounded like she was about to burst into tears as she tried to push off his shoulder and turn away. ‘I hate being stared at! You’re too close!’

Ryan’s heart flipped for her, but he angled her face upwards, staring up at her. ‘We can do this the easy way, or we can do this with your hands tied to the bed again… what would you prefer?’

Leigh moaned and rested her head against his shoulder. ‘Ry! As a friend, please, respect my-’

‘I am not your fucking friend!’ Ryan pulled her to her feet. ‘Why do you hide yourself behind those things?’

Leigh scowled up at him, narrowing those eyes at him. ‘For the reactions of course…’ she said, taciturn. ‘It’s like one of those high school movies where the geeky girls take off her glasses and ends up being a goddess right?’ She snapped her fingers. ‘Oh wait no… I don’t look like a beauty queen, but an alien. So to answer your question; to keep the Men In Black off my case.’