Ryan's POV
Though he had not been participating
in them in the last few months. Ryan Terrell was very adept when it came to the etiquette of one night's dance.
He went out, either to a bar, a club, or even a function. Picked a lady for the night, the two of them had a good time, got super freaky, and then after
the deed was done, they parted ways.
Normally it was Ryan who left. Often times, sneaking out while his companion was fast asleep. Making sure to settle every bill on his way out.
But somehow, the one night's stand with Vivian was not going according to plan. Initially, he had intended to just let her go after they'd had their fun in the bar.
But then, they had ended up at the hotel, and after a truly spectacular second round, Ryan had had
every intention of leaving after waking up from his post sex nap.
But being inside of Vivian, kissing her, running his hand
over her skin, and feeling those wonderful breasts of hers had been too addictive. Instead of him saying his goodbyes and leaving. They had ended up on the bed, with Vivian clinging
to the headboard for dear life, while Ryan rammed into her with the urgency of a man who might just die if he did not come.
After that he really should have left.
But he had ended up falling asleep on top of her, too exhausted to move. For years now Ryan had thought himself past the stage of orgasm induced naps. But Vivian's pussy was like a tranquilizer.
Their fourth round had come in the early hours of the morning. Ryan, waking from a wet dream( starring Vivian), had already been hard before they had even started anything. She of course, had been very willing. Her legs locking around his lower back. Pushing him deeper until the two of them had climaxed with their tongues moving against each other.
They had fallen back asleep after that. Now the night was well and truly gone, with the sun gently warming them. All of the shadows chased away by its light.
Blinking the sleep out of his eyes. Ryan looked over to her side, and found Vivian staring at him. She had a sheet covering her body. Not allowing him to see her gorgeous skin, and all of the marks that he'd left there the previous night.
"Morning," He greeted, feeling strangely sad.
"Good morning," Vivian rasped, her voice rough from sleep.
With his dick twitching in interest, despite the number of times they had already done it the night before. Ryan felt there was only one thing for it.
"How about one more round for the road," He asked.
***
Given how confident she had been the night before. Ryan fully expected her to jump him the moment he mentioned going at it again.
But to his surprise, Vivian remained where she was, both hands now pulling the sheet higher up to cover herself.
What was going on?
Looking at him, she licked her lips nervously.
"Another round with me, are you sure you want to?"
What?
Why was she acting like she had not been there when they had been having amazing sex?
"Of course I want to have sex with you again, who else would I be talking to?" Vivian looked
absolutely stunned.
Then she shook her head and closed her eyes before reopening them.
"But it's morning now, and you can see me clearly, plus, hasn't all of the alcohol gone out of your system by now?" Ryan frowned.
"Of course I see you, you are gorgeous, and I could still see you last night, we did it with the lights on, in case you forgot, and when it comes to drinking. I can handle my booze, I was well aware of what was going on," After a beat Vivian exhaled. Then she threw the sheet off, exposing herself, and Ryan's hunger doubled.
She was covered in bruises.
The discolorations all over her skin, a map of every place that Ryan had visited the night before.
Dick going half-hard at the sight of them, he moved closer and slid a hand between her legs.
When he pushed, his finger went in without protest.
She was still
so tight… so warm. Pulling the finger out, he licked it. With all that they had already done,
it was tempting to just get himself to full hardness and then slip himself all the way in, and
have his way with her.
But Ryan found himself reluctant. After this time there would be no more other times with her.
Unlike all of his other one night stands, he found he wanted to savour her, and so Ryan took his time.
Instead of just devouring her, he nibbled at her piece
by piece. Moving up her body, he started kissing her mouth, his tongue moving against hers, until they both had to come up for air.
Then he kissed his way down her neck, sucking a hickey onto the delicate
curve that he found there before moving lower, and worshipping her breasts.
Never in his life,
had Ryan seen such perfection. From the little stretch marks that lined them,
too pale to see unless you were really looking. To the rosy nipples, that popped in and out of his
mouth just right
Everything about her boobs(her whole body really) was intoxicating.
Moving lower still, Ryan suddenly found
himself stopping
His brows knitting together.
"Don't suck your stomach in, I love how soft it is, let go," Looking up, he saw Vivian staring down at him. Worrying her bottom lip between her teeth, clearly wondering if he was being serious or not.
To drive his point home, Ryan licked at her belly button. She let out a sigh, and relaxed, her stomach going back to the soft form that he had gotten used to the night before.
Perfect.
After spending a bit more time loving on her belly, Ryan finally moved to that secret spot, and he promptly went a little crazy.
He wanted to bury his face there and never come up for air. Physically that was not possible, but Ryan gave it a good try. He went at her with his tongue alone. Stiffening it and pushing it in. Drool going down his chin as he licked her deep.
Then he shoved in three fingers without warning. Flicking at her nub with the tip of his tongue in apology when she let out a hiss.
Then, taking back the apology, he began scissoring her. His mouth fastened over her clit, sucking at it in a way that was borderline painful.
Loving how good she felt, he curled his fingers, and just as he done the night before, he found that spot within her and
rubbed against it.
Vivian lost it.
Her thighs clamped around him, while at the same time she tried to buck…to throw him off. But he held her down with his other hand.
Forcing her to take it,
to enjoy the pleasure. She came like that, her entire frame shaking as he tried and failed to lap up all that she was producing.
Realizing that in pleasuring her to the point of climax, he had just robbed himself of the opportunity to be within her one more time.
She was probably too sensitive to take him now.
With a barely audible sigh, Ryan resigned himself to jerking off to completion. But Vivian surprised him.
Reaching for the nightstand she grabbed a condom from the bedside table and threw it at him.
"Vivian what-"but she was already widening her legs even more and giving him a hungry look.
"Aren't you sore?" He asked, but he already had the wrapper open and was sliding the condom on.
In response Vivian put her hand between her legs and ran her index finger over her glistening pussy.
"I am so hungry Ryan, feed me," Ryan was in her so quick, he knocked all of the breath out of himself.
He had to hold still for one long moment, literally seeing stars.
How was she still so tight? Just as he thought that,
she clenched around him and his hips snapped forward, going deeper without conscious thought.
"Vivian," He cried, and she smiled at him. The expression so innocent it was at odds with what they were doing.
"Come on, Mr Billionaire, give us a proper farewell," And Ryan was helpless to do anything but honor her wish.
She and her wonderful pussy needed to be rewarded for all of the good that they did in the world.
So he gave it all he had. Pumping into her over and over again, the friction so good that he actually
worried that they would be fused together forever. Then, wiping sweat from his brow, he prayed that they really would be stuck together. That way their pleasure would be never ending.
When he finally went over the edge, Vivian, was right there with him, coming for the second time that morning.
After that, Ryan floated, not blacking out like the other times, but going to a blissed out state.
He came back to awareness, once again, laying on her soft breasts, with Vivian gently running her fingers through his hair.
"Thank you," She whispered, kissing the crown of his head, and all he could do was grunt, too spent to form any words.
He had no idea how long she held him, but he was still in her arms when he fell asleep. His dick still buried within her.
The next time he woke up however, he was all alone in the room, and there were no signs that Vivian had ever even been there, the one night stand was well and truly over.