Vivian's POV
Something about having sex with Ryan Terrell made Vivian want to forget all about her responsibilities in life, and just enjoy herself. But that was the path to destruction. So as the two of them, now in Ryan's ridiculously big bed, got ready for yet another round.
Vivian decided to let him know her limits beforehand. Breaking their kiss she looked him in the eye, moving back when he tried to reclaim her lips.
"What?" He asked, the question voiced in a grumpy tone. Biting back a smile, Vivian told him her terms, "This will be our last time tonight. Then I have to go. I have work tomorrow morning,"
Ryan nodded easily enough, but he did not seem to be listening. He was too busy running his hands over her body.
"Ryan," His hands instantly stalled and he gave her a pleading look.
"I heard you, this is the last time we're doing this tonight because you have to be at work tomorrow. I promise not to try and trick you into another round," Not quite trusting him, Vivian worked her hand out from between the two of them and held it out for him, her pinky extended. "Pinky swear," With a put upon sigh, Ryan locked his pinky finger with hers.
"Satisfied?" Vivian nodded, "I am actually. Now we can get back to-"She cut herself off with a little squeak when Ryan suddenly moved down her body, wrenching her legs apart.
"Hello there, sweet heart," He greeted her pussy, and Vivian felt her face flame.
Just how ridiculous could a person get, why was he being so extra? Raising her head, she looked down at him, fully intending to laugh. But all sound fled her throat when she caught sight of the look in Ryan's eyes as he gazed down at her cunt.
The joy there was so pure that it took her by surprise.
None of her ex lovers had ever been that happy to see any part of her. Having Ryan look at her naughty bits like that did something to Vivian. Her heart suddenly thrumming against her rib cage, she fought the urge to try and close her legs and stop him from looking.
What was with this man?
Letting her head fall back Vivian threw her arm over her eyes. Not quite sure if she was feeling embarrassed or elated.
When Ryan finally got to work though. His fingers scissoring into her, with his tongue working alongside those wonderful digits, leaving her wet and wanting more. Vivian forgot all about being embarrassed.
She was far too busy writhing and gripping the sheets. Begging Ryan to stop…to keep going…to give her more,...just giving a litany of contradicting commands. But the man who was making her glitch like a faulty robot, was not paying attention to a single thing she said. He was too busy pleasuring her to care.
By the time that his dick parted her folds and he slid inside, stretching her in a way that nothing else could, Vivian was beyond herself with pleasure.
She wanted it hard, she wanted it rough, she wanted Ryan to bring out the brute in him, to finish her off with such viciousness that she screamed herself raw. But Ryan, following his theme for the night continued not to give her what she 'wanted'. Instead he gave her what she 'needed', soft sweet slow.
Each thrust into her was purposeful, his dick gliding in and out of her like there was no rush at all.
Like if this was all that there was to the two of them being together, then Ryan would not mind.
Vivian tried to fight it at first, to tempt him into picking up the pace. But the man held firm, and pretty soon they were moving in sync, give and take, give and take.
He thrust into her and she moved her lower body up in order to meet him halfway.
Their lips met and stayed locked together. The need for oxygen forgotten as they chased pleasure. Only once their release finally consumed them, did their lips part, the two of them panting harshly as their bodies trembled. Even once the deed was done and Ryan had slipped out of her. They still did not move.
A while later Vivian tried to get up, remembering her promise to herself that she would head home so she could be ready for the next day. But Ryan's arm around her waist would not budge.
"Ryan, I have to go," She told him. In response, he peppered her face with soft kisses, "In a little while, just rest for a bit," From the heaviness of her eyelids, Vivian knew that doing so would be a mistake. But it sounded like such a great idea. And so, instead of throwing Ryan's arm off, she settled more comfortably against him. It did not even take three breaths for her to fall into a deep sleep.
***
Were Vivian, one of those people who set their alarm in the night time, instead of doing so immediately after waking up. There was no doubt in her mind that that morning she would have been late for work. Luckily for her though, her alarm, despite her having slept over at Ryan's place did not fail her.
It rang right on time, saving her from waking up late. But it seemed that despite her alarm having done its job, she was still going to be late.
"Ryan let me go right this instant. I have to rush home and start getting ready for work,"
With his hand around her waist and his head pillowed on her breast, Ryan groaned, showing no signs of waking before settling back down again. He reminded Vivian of a grumpy cat.
It was kind of cute, but when Vivian thought of what would happen if she came in late, it no longer seemed cute at all.
'So sorry I'm late director. I just had really good sex last night, and the man I was with wouldn't let me go,' Would not be an excuse that would fly, and knowing herself that would be exactly what she would blurt out if cornered.
Shaking Ryan, she finally got him to wake up. Blue eyes glaring at her, as the man looked around the room grumpily.
"What?" He asked, looking so grouchy that Vivian wanted to kiss the look off his face. But she was saved from that fate by her second warning alarm going off.
"Let go. I need to head home so that I can get ready for work, otherwise I'm going to be late,"
Instead of letting her go, Ryan pulled her closer.
"Can I at least get a little action first?"
He made very clear what he meant by that, by rubbing his erection against her thigh.
Vivian had no idea what it said about her that she actually had to do the math in her head to see how long a quickie he would take before dismissing it. But she was certain it was nothing good.
"No Ryan, I really have to go. I would have loved to give you a blowjob, but if I do that, I'll be late. Let me go and I promise I will make it up to you tonight,"
"Tonight?" Ryan asked, sounding way less grumpy than he had been just seconds earlier. Vivian smiled at him. "Yes, tonight,"
After drawing her into a kiss that had no right to be as good as it was, given their morning breath, Ryan finally released her. Vivian took the chance to plant one more kiss at the tip of his nose before crawling out of bed and heading for the shower. With the way things were going, she would shower in the penthouse, rush home and then change her clothes quickly and head out.
If she kept to that schedule, she would be right on time.