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With a heavy thud the purse fell to the floor. Yanking her hair out of the long braid she dropped her coat on the rack.
“I’m home.”
Calling out the words before a low muted noise reached her ears. Tilting her head Ria smirked, green eyes flashing in the low light. Padding softly down the hallway she heard his muffled hello response through the door.
Kicking off her shoes she turned the knob quietly, breathing in the scent as a blast of steam hit her.
Running a hand through her hair the long strands tugging at her scalp sent shivers down her spine. “Ryan?”
A jolt of movement behind the curtain and he sighed, “Shit, don’t scare me like that.”
Moving silently she parted the curtain and met his gaze. Knowing he was watching she carefully reached a hand down, inching the blouse over her head Ria ran a hand down her stomach, unsnapping the first clasp to her dark work slacks.
Letting one side dip below her hips, showing the lacy blue knickers she wore underneath. Ria glanced up as she dropped them to the floor. His face was calm, watching her, she gave him a teasing grin and was rewarded by those handsome eyes darkening. A blush spread across her cheeks, a drop of self consciousness leaking into the confident facade.
Taking a step she let the running water touch her legs snapping her bra off in one motion. Ria sighed as the steam bathed her skin, tilting her head back to bask in the heat for a moment.
Lacy knickers darkened under the hot spray and Ria stepped forward. Deliberately she pushed aside the stressors of the day, the name calling, difficult people and the scars littering her back. Taking a deep breath she smiled at him.
Not wasting anything else Ria tilted her head back to look up at him. She didn’t want gentle today. Ryan stepped towards her but before words could come out of his mouth she shook her head. Tracing a hand from his chest all the way up to the hair on the back of his neck Ria shook her head again.
Standing on her toes she guided his lips down to hers. Stepping forward and deepening the kiss. This time the spray costed her body and Ria leaned forward. Letting his back hit the wall she gasped into his mouth. His hands were retaliating, not stopping her but pinching the delicate skin of her nipple and snapping the lacy fabric of her wet panties against her hip.
With a low moan her hand crept lower raking her fingertips against his scalp. Ria felt him press against her carefully moving against the fabric of her panties. The hand tracing her way down his stomach gently cupped him. She chuckled as a breathy moan escaped his lips.
Her hands worked on him drawing moans from his lips. She felt the heat creeping in her belly.
The bench to the side caught her attention and Ria carefully nodded to it. His lips on the side of her neck made her gasp, nipping with a little bit of teeth at the sensitive skin. Ria’s eyes fluttered and she groaned as heat flooded her core.
“Fuck-“ her voice caught and she glared at him when he sat on the bench.
“Kinda the point, sweetheart.”
Stalking the few feet over to him, losing her patience in the process, Ria straddled his lap. Smirking at his expression she flipped her hair over her shoulder. lifting the hands that had reflexively grasped her hips for stability above his head and held them there.
The water hit her side, plastering his short hair against his head. Her core ground against his length, lace panties plastered to her lower lips and wetness that had nothing to do with the water soaking their bodies.
He writhed as her hips danced and Ria loved it. Cursing in her ear as she held his hands away from where he wanted them to go. Catching his mouth in hers she gasped as he finally forced one down, moving aside the slip of fabric covering her slit.
“Ryan.” It came out as a gasp as Ria’s eyes shot open, he smirked at her, letting her keep one of his hands above as he guided himself to her entrance.
Fuck, the fullness sent shivers down her spine, and now it was her turn to writhe as his hand gently tugged her clit.
“Pl-please.” The begging fell from her lips before she could stop it. Instinctively she moved, riding him with each roll of her hips. Ryan dropped both of his hands tweaking a nipple and taking the other in his mouth. Leaning her weight against his shoulders Ria increased her pace, gritting her teach as both of them cursed at the friction.
Grabbing both of his hands again, rougher this time, she grounds herself with each thrust. The water drowned out any noise, the roar of blood in her ears took care of the rest. She felt his hips buck against hers, their pace losing tempo as he reached his peak.
Gasping for air she felt the sting against her skin as her hips paused. God she was so close, to her absolute mortification a whine ripped from her throat. Ria trembled in his lap, anything could set her over the edge. Dangling there another moan spilled from her lips as one of his hands grabbed her waist and ground her clit against his palm.
It flooded through her core and her eyelids flutter closed. Not able to open her eyes Ria leaned forward, nipping at the skin-above his collar bone.
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