“quiet baby” - r.a
y/n pov (ew.)
the crowd of people at the cohens brushed past as i sipped my drink ryan made me. i said my greetings to the coopers and roberts and other family friends. i’d be lying if i said i wasn’t bored, and hot.
physically, it was in the high 90°s. but mentally, it was way more.
i looked over at ryan in his white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up. he had taken his jacket off through the night and he was gripping a glass while talking to seth. his hair had rid of the gel and returned to its normal soft swoops. his dark blue eyes stood out in the dim light on the back porch.
“why are you eyeballing him like he’s not already your boyfriend?” asked summer as she jumped up behind me. i rolled my eyes and walked away. i tried distracting myself by talking to other people, trying to influence them to kirsten’s fundraiser.
as i was speaking to a businessman about the details of the program, i felt an hand on my shoulder. he squeezed it and ran his hand down my upper arm. i turned my head and directed my eyes right into ryan’s.
“excuse me, may i just steal her for a second?” the man nodded saying, of course, and i walked away with ryan. he swiftly pulled me into the pool house, gripping onto my waist. his lips connected to mine and his hand traced the side of my neck. he moved my lightly curled hair out of the way and began giving light kisses to the side.
“you better make this quick, ry.”
“when have i ever had a problem with that?” he said and snickered at himself.
the feeling of his lips on mine was euphoric, the thoughts in my head flooding the section of my mind for him. my heartbeat sped up and thumped against my chest. our breathing started to synchronize together and my breaths feathered as we got closer.
i’d had enough of this heat and i needed more. i shoved him onto the bed, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal more of his body. i got on top of his crotch and started grinding myself up and down.
“y/n stop, please” ryan whined.
“sh sh sh…” i whispered. “don’t want anyone to hear, do you?”
he switched suddenly, and flipped us over so he was on top, he pulled the straps of my dress down off my shoulders and scrunched the dress down. my black, lace bra was visible under my emerald dress.
his hand traveled under us and started making it’s way up my dress until it reached my thong, matching with my bra. i let out a muffled moan and i watched ryan’s face perk up with pettiness as he pulled it to the side.
he scrunched up the rest of my dress and pulled it up to my hips. i started unbuttoning his dress pants and pulling them down. i rubbed my hand on his boxers and he let out deep moans against my chest. he left marks on my chest and started sucking on the skin near my breasts.
he pulled down my bra and started circling his tongue around my nipples. i let out a loud moan and he looked up at me.
“quiet, baby. i thought you didn’t want anyone to hear?”
“asshole. get a move on, then”
he laughed and moved himself up. i pulled his boxers down and his dick sprung out. he aligned himself with me and pushed himself in. we let out a deep moan at the same time and caught ourselves at the same time.
i started getting anxious about people finding out, but ryan soon calmed my nerves. “just relax, baby. let me make you feel good.”
“what if someo-“
“they won’t, babe, they’re all talking to the fucking business people.” his thrusts sped up and my mouth was frozen open. i wrapped my legs around his waist and clenched around him. “damn, that’s good baby.” he groaned out.
“ryan..”
“i know, y/n/n me too” his hand danced it’s way down to my clit and started rubbing harsh circles around it with his thick fingers. i started letting out quiet whimpers and he started to speed up again.
my orgasm was rushing up on me like a wave, ready to crash and ripple out. he gave a few more thrusts and pulled out. he continued rubbing my clit and pumping himself as we both came. his release was painted on my thighs as we both came down from the high. he crashed down next to me on the bed after i pulled my bra and dress up. he helped me clean up as he pulled me into another deep kiss.
“jesus christ i needed that.”
“thanks for saving me from that guy. i love kirsten but i was honestly just making shit up at that point.” we both giggled and he helped me fix my hair.
i buttoned his shirt back up and he tucked it in.
“normal?” he asked.
“you look good. me?”
“hot.” i smacked his shoulder and we walked out of the pool house, greeting more people. ryan walked over to sandy and seth who were observing (aka hardcore judging) the guests.
“fix your hair, you whore.” seth whispered to ryan.
“you dirty dirty children. should’ve never taken you in.” sandy said, taking another drink.
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Wait how do you properly use tumblr?
I think I have a tendency to not use Social networks as intended, I kind of use them all like Facebook I guess? Only friends/followers never stray from my Dashboard, only during the Queen Elizabeth meme fest did I finally start scrolling through explore, is that how it is supposed to be used? I feel a bit more comfy asking here because most people on Tumblr were around my age when I first started, might not be true anymore though.
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