Secrets Behind Those Eyes (9 page)

I put my hand on his. “I’m sorry
Ryder. Who was the girl?”

“A girl named Kelsie
Carlisle.” My mouth falls open. “Do you know her?”

“Until recently, she was one of my
closest friends. I met her and Annabelle when I was working
downtown at a clothing store.”

“What did she do?”
Hmm, that’s a loaded question
. He was honest with me, though, so I take a deep
breath.

“I’ve only told my mom, Gable, and
Annabelle this.”

He leans back against a shelf.
“Shoot.”

I launch into the story and, after I
finish, he laughs. “What the hell? You laugh at my
story?”

“I mean, my thoughts were always right
on those guys. I can’t believe...” He has to stop because he’s
laughing again. “So you walked in on that? Did they even offer an
explanation?” He puts his hands up. “I really am sorry for what
happened to you, but you have to realize how funny this all
sounds.”

I can’t help but laugh, too. “No
explanation. I told you Brandon asked me to join. Kelsie was crying
and Dustin chased after me. Well, until I took that axe handle to
his car. Then the three of them started screaming.”

“I really hate you had to
go through all of that, but I have to say, it sounds like something
straight off of
Cops
. Were y’all saying stuff like, ‘He took my cigarettes’ or
‘But I love him?’ Did anyone have curlers in their
hair?”

“Um, they really didn’t have much on
to start with. So no. No curlers.” I look out the small window on
the side of the building. “Damn, it’s really coming down out
there.”

Ryder stands up behind me. “Shit,
yeah. I may have to call someone to bring me my jeep so we can go
home.”

My heart races as I
realize how close we are to each other. The nerves in the pit of my
stomach flutter and ache, all at the same time.
“Why? I think we are fine right
here.”

He cocks an eyebrow and leans into me,
pushing my back to the wall next to the window. “Oh, really. You
think we are fine here?”

“Yeah, unless you’re scared there
might be a ghost or something.”

He places his lips on mine, nipping at
my bottom lip and getting me to open and give his tongue access.
His hands slide down under my ass. “I don’t think ghosts are what
we should be worried about.”

I smile against his lips. “Oh really?
What should I be worried about?”

“I’m really trying to be a standup guy
when it comes to you. But I don’t know how much I can control
myself. When I’m around you, I feel this overwhelming sensation to
wrap you up and own you,” he says.

“Maybe I don’t want you to
stop.”

He lets out a groan. “Shit, Scarlet.
You can’t say things like that.”

I don’t know what happened, but when
he let out that groan, my panties flooded. I put my hands on his
chest and push him to a small chair, making him sit down. I
straddle him, kissing him and running my tongue down the side of
his neck.

“Fuck, Scarlet.” My skirt rides up my
hips.

Still nibbling at his ear, I whisper,
“Hmm?”

Lightning pops and the lights go out.
I scream and wrap my arms around his neck.

“Scarlet, baby, I can’t
breathe.”

I giggle. “I’m sorry. That kinda took
me by surprise.”

“Me, too.” He lifts me up. “Here, let
me find a light or something. I think I saw one on the little
table.” I hear him bumping around. “Ah, here it is. Let’s see if it
works.”

Sure enough, there is a light. It’s
just a small flashlight but he stands it up. At least we aren’t in
the dark. He looks over at me and I shiver. “Are you cold? We both
got pretty wet,” he says.

I nod and he motions for me to sit
with him. He takes our picnic blanket and pulls it over both of us.
I smile. “Maybe this rain will blow over soon.”

“Maybe so,” he says. “I’m not
complaining about the company I’m with, though.”

I tip my head down and snicker. “Good.
I wouldn’t want to burden you or anything.”

He runs his hands down my side. “Oh,
it’s far from a burden.” Pulling me closer, he starts kissing down
my neck. “Did I tell you that I think those boots are sexy as
fuck?”

I smirk. “No, you didn’t, but I’ll
take whatever you give me.”

“Oh, baby, don’t say that.
But I will say this. Those boots are sexy as fuck and I would love
nothing more than to watch you ride the fuck out of me. I do have
one question though. Are you wearing panties? Because I’m pretty
sure I didn’t feel any earlier when my hands were on your
ass.”

I giggle. I’ve never giggled this much
in my life. I put my lips right by his ear. “Yes, I have on
panties. They are just very, very tiny.”

He flops his head back. “Are you
trying to kill me? You know, if you are plotting this, it could be
considered first degree murder.”

I’ve never felt like this in my entire
life. I feel the dull throb between my legs, an ache that needs to
be touched. I rub my hand down the front of his pants. He’s hard,
so hard. Kissing his neck, I start down his chest. “Not even
close.”

Chapter14

Ryder

“I think you are going to
kill me.” I lean down and take her mouth to mine. The kiss starts
slowly but it’s needy. She slides down a little, pulling me over
her. I’m lying to her side with my torso over hers. My hand glides
up under the edge of her shirt and rubs her side and stomach. She
startles me when she lifts up and pulls her shirt off. Her tits are
about to spill out of her lime green bra. I kiss down her neck,
reaching the front clasp of her bra and opening it up. I kiss,
lick, and suck on the most beautiful boobs
I’ve
ever seen.

Running my hand up her thigh, I suck
on her nipples. She lets out a moan that almost sends me over the
edge. She starts fiddling with my shirt, trying to get it off. I
slide one of my hands under her skirt, moving her barely there
panties to the side. I slide two fingers into her wetness, using my
thumb to rub her very sensitive nub. She starts panting and working
on getting my pants undone.

“Scarlet, slow down. If
you get my pants off, I don’t know that I’ll be able to stop
without doing permanent damage to my manhood.”

She giggles. I love her giggle; it is
so intoxicating. “Ryder, I don’t want you to stop.”

I brush a little piece of hair back
from her face. “What are you saying?” I ask.

“I want you. Right here. Right
now.”

“Are you sure?” She nods. “Look at me.
If you decide you want to stop, you tell me. I will. I may damage
my balls but I will.” She nods and begins sliding her skirt down,
along with the lime green thong that matches her bra. “Oh God.”
When she reaches her boots and tries to slide them off, I stop her.
“Don’t. Leave them on.”

“
Ryder. I’m
ready.”

I slide down my pants and boxers,
kicking my boots off. I take out a condom and, as I tear the
package open, I look at Scarlet’s beautiful form, lying there in
front of me. “Damn, is this for real?”

She nods. “Yes, very real.” I notice
her glance down at my dick. Her eyes grow wide. “Is
that?”

“Yes, I have a piercing,” I chuckle as
I roll the condom on.

“Oh, sweet Jesus.”

I spread her thighs and I
can’t help myself. I have to taste her.
I
lean in and lick her sweet wet pussy. She squirms and gasps. “Mmm,
this is beautiful. So wet, so sweet. Tell me, Scarlet. Have you
ever been this wet before?”

She shakes her head and sighs. “No.”
She shudders. “Oh God.”

“Has anyone ever been lucky enough to
do this before?”

Her hips are rocking and I can tell
she’s close. “N- no. N-no one. Oh God!”

I crawl up her body to hover over her.
Brushing her lips with mine, I ask, “Do you have any idea how sexy
you are? I’m so glad I’m the only person who’s ever had the
pleasure of tasting that sweet pussy. I hope to God I’m the last
one.”

I place my cock at her soaked entrance
and tease her a little.

“Oh God, Ryder, please,” she
begs.

“Has anything ever been in here
before?” I circle the entrance with my cock.

She looks at me. “Just my
vibrator. Nothing or no one
else.”

I start to enter her and I can see her
tense up. “Baby, relax. Do you want me to stop?” She shakes her
head no. “Okay, this is going to hurt but since you’ve used a toy,
it shouldn’t be too bad.”

She nods. “O- Okay.” I slide in little
by little until I’m buried deep in her pussy.

“Fuck, baby, you’re tight. I’m going
to wait a second for you to adjust.” She nods, but a few seconds
later, she starts to move her hips a little. I start moving in and
out, a little at a time. “Oh shit, Scar. You’re
beautiful.”

“Oh, Ryder.”

I move a little faster. I can feel my
release creeping up on me.

I lift her legs to rest
them on my shoulders
.
This gives me the access to go deeper. “Oh Shit. Oh God. Fuck.
RYDER! Oh God. Harder!”

I grab around her legs,
and start slamming into her harder and faster until she’s rambling
some incoherent gibberish and I’m spilling my load into the
condom.

~*~

We lie wrapped in each other’s arms,
under that picnic blanket, with her head resting on my chest. My
stomach suddenly growls like I haven’t eaten in weeks.

She smirks and looks over at me. “So I
guess you worked up an appetite, huh?”

“Well yeah.” I reach over and grab the
picnic basket. “I’m glad we still have a little food left. I may
have starved before this storm blows over.” I glance over at her,
lying there in just her panties and bra.

She glances up. “Yeah, we wouldn’t
want you starving to death. Could you give me a little of that
sweet tea?”

“Of course. I’m a growing
boy. Hey, are you okay? I mean, not just physically.”

She nods. “Yeah. It’s just funny. When
I was getting ready for tonight, Annabelle made me go back and put
on this panty and bra set. I wasn’t going to. I told her that you’d
already seen me in my underwear and I really didn’t intend for that
to happen tonight.” She sits back against the wall. “Funny how
things don’t always go like you plan.”

I sit next to her and pull
her into my side, as I bite into a piece of chicken. “Hey, are you
sure you’re okay?
I
mean, trust me, it wasn’t my fantasy to take your virginity right
here in this storage room. But I’ll never regret being your
first.”

She looks up at me and bursts out
laughing. “You have chicken crumbs all over your face. Are you
really that hungry?”

I start laughing. “What can I say? You
really make me a starving man.”

We laugh and talk for a
couple more
hours. When
the rain finally decides to let up, I glance down at the now empty
picnic basket. She looks as well and we both start laughing
again.

As we walk out to the
bike.
“Ryder, I’ll never regret you being my first.”

I pull her to my chest. “I don’t know
what to do with you sometimes. You stormed into my life with a ton
of spitfire and took over my every thought.”

She giggles again. “Well, if you don’t
know what to do with me, I can definitely ask you to keep doing
what you were doing early. You can do that with me.”

“I think I can manage
that.”

“And as far as where it happened…
Sometimes the best things in life aren’t planned.”

We settle on the bike and head off to
her house. She holds me tight as we drive through the night from
Tybee Island. Once we get to her house as we are getting off the
bike she grabs her phone and we both hear it chiming. She opens the
message and looks angry.

“Damn it. What in the hell are they
thinking?” she asks.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah just pain in the ass. Look, I’m
kinda tired and I’d really like a hot shower. I’ll explain this
later. If that’s okay?”

I really want to know more, but I’m
not going to push. “Yeah sure. But if you need me, let me know. I
don’t know what this is about, but I care about you. If you need
help in the shower, I’d be more than willing to help there,
too.”

She pops me on the arm. “I’m sure you
would. Thanks for a wonderful night. I really had a great time
tonight, it’s been awhile since I could say that.”

I press her back into the
door frame.
“Good. I hope it’s the first of many.” I take her lips with
mine. “You have to be the sexiest creature God ever put on this
planet.”

She smiles, turning and opening her
door. “I’m going to go take a hot, soapy shower.”

She did that shit on
purpose
. “Well, I guess I’m going home to
take a shower and think about your shower, while I beat off like
I’m in ninth grade.”