Love Unscripted
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The visions of him holding and feeding her added one more reason for worshipping him to my private list.
It was close to midnight when we finally crawled into bed together. I was tired from the flight and the delicious dinner that filled my stomach.
Ryan’s bed was only a full-size; not quite as roomy as the queen-sized bed we shared at home even though we never slept apart in it. Hmm… at home… the thought of those words made me smile.
Ryan’s body molded around mine, keeping me snuggled and warm in my comfortable cocoon. My back rested on his chest as it does every night.
Ryan huffed in my ear. He was grouchy and restless.
“Honey, what’s wrong?” I whispered.
“I can’t sleep.” He tugged on my T-shirt. “Can you take this off? I need to feel your skin.”
I hesitated. At home we always slept naked, but we weren’t at home.
“Don’t worry, my mom won’t come in here.”
I took my top off and tossed it to the floor.
“Ah, that’s better!” he snickered. “This is sort of exciting! Might get busted by the parents having a naked girl in my bed.”
I giggled softly when he squeezed me. I understood what he was talking about. I felt like a teenager breaking the house rules.
“We’ll have to be quiet then,” I whispered flirtatiously.
He rubbed his stubbly chin on my shoulder before opening his mouth to playfully bite me. It made me giggle again.
“I love it when you bite me!”
He twined our fingers together.
“I know,” he whispered. “And it also drives you crazy when I run my nose down your neck.”
“Yes,” I confirmed. “And it drives you insane when I bite your earlobe.”
I turned over to face him.
“My parents think I’m sleeping over at Jenny’s house tonight. Are you sure your parents are sleeping?”
He smiled and laughed softly, growling when he palmed my rear in his hand.
“Maybe tomorrow night we can go parking in that fancy car of yours,” I teased.
“I’ll have to do you on the hood,” he groaned seductively. “We can’t go parking in the Shelby tomorrow. We have a limo taking us to a hockey game, remember? How about this? If I promise to respect you in the morning, will you give me your virginity tonight?”
“Is it going to hurt?” I shyly asked, batting my eyes.
“I’ll be very gentle, I promise.”
The sound of Ryan’s mom clanging pots and pans down in the kitchen woke me up. I had promised her I’d help since she had planned to cook a feast.
“Ellen, this pie is ready to go in the oven.” I slid the glass pie dish out of my way and wiped the flour off of the recipe card. “What’s next?”
She handed me another recipe card.
“This is Ryan’s favorite,” she whispered.
“What’s Ryan’s favorite?” Ryan asked. He was sitting at the dining table with his legs stretched out, scanning through his cell phone.
“Pumpkin roll?” I answered.
He looked up and smiled. “Put extra filling stuff in it, please.”
Ellen stood next to me. “You’ll have to double the recipe for the cream cheese filling. I think I have enough of everything.”
I was reading the recipe card when I heard Ryan huff. He proceeded to text someone.
“Everything all right?” I asked.
“Come here. I want to show you something.”
He handed his phone to me and I read his reply.
“Flattered but not interested very happy w someone”
I looked at him, confused.
“Hit send,” he instructed. I did what he told me to do.
“What is this about?”
He slipped the phone out of my hand and tapped the screen a few times before handing it back to me. There was another text message.
“Hi! Next time ur in LA want to go out? Promise u will have good time all night guaranteed!”
I felt my lips curl in disgust after reading that. I handed his phone back to him. “Who’s that from? Anyone you even know?”
He tapped another button and showed me the name of the very famous actress who sent that message. I was shocked.
I looked at him and shook my head.
“Don’t get mad!” he cautioned. “I’m not interested in that. And you saw the exact message I sent back.” He took a sip of his coffee. “Besides, sleeping with her would be like sleeping with half of Los Angeles. Yuck!” He shuddered and stuck out his tongue, trying to be funny.
It was close to midnight when we finally crawled into bed together. I was tired from the flight and the delicious dinner that filled my stomach.
Ryan’s bed was only a full-size; not quite as roomy as the queen-sized bed we shared at home even though we never slept apart in it. Hmm… at home… the thought of those words made me smile.
Ryan’s body molded around mine, keeping me snuggled and warm in my comfortable cocoon. My back rested on his chest as it does every night.
Ryan huffed in my ear. He was grouchy and restless.
“Honey, what’s wrong?” I whispered.
“I can’t sleep.” He tugged on my T-shirt. “Can you take this off? I need to feel your skin.”
I hesitated. At home we always slept naked, but we weren’t at home.
“Don’t worry, my mom won’t come in here.”
I took my top off and tossed it to the floor.
“Ah, that’s better!” he snickered. “This is sort of exciting! Might get busted by the parents having a naked girl in my bed.”
I giggled softly when he squeezed me. I understood what he was talking about. I felt like a teenager breaking the house rules.
“We’ll have to be quiet then,” I whispered flirtatiously.
He rubbed his stubbly chin on my shoulder before opening his mouth to playfully bite me. It made me giggle again.
“I love it when you bite me!”
He twined our fingers together.
“I know,” he whispered. “And it also drives you crazy when I run my nose down your neck.”
“Yes,” I confirmed. “And it drives you insane when I bite your earlobe.”
I turned over to face him.
“My parents think I’m sleeping over at Jenny’s house tonight. Are you sure your parents are sleeping?”
He smiled and laughed softly, growling when he palmed my rear in his hand.
“Maybe tomorrow night we can go parking in that fancy car of yours,” I teased.
“I’ll have to do you on the hood,” he groaned seductively. “We can’t go parking in the Shelby tomorrow. We have a limo taking us to a hockey game, remember? How about this? If I promise to respect you in the morning, will you give me your virginity tonight?”
“Is it going to hurt?” I shyly asked, batting my eyes.
“I’ll be very gentle, I promise.”
The sound of Ryan’s mom clanging pots and pans down in the kitchen woke me up. I had promised her I’d help since she had planned to cook a feast.
“Ellen, this pie is ready to go in the oven.” I slid the glass pie dish out of my way and wiped the flour off of the recipe card. “What’s next?”
She handed me another recipe card.
“This is Ryan’s favorite,” she whispered.
“What’s Ryan’s favorite?” Ryan asked. He was sitting at the dining table with his legs stretched out, scanning through his cell phone.
“Pumpkin roll?” I answered.
He looked up and smiled. “Put extra filling stuff in it, please.”
Ellen stood next to me. “You’ll have to double the recipe for the cream cheese filling. I think I have enough of everything.”
I was reading the recipe card when I heard Ryan huff. He proceeded to text someone.
“Everything all right?” I asked.
“Come here. I want to show you something.”
He handed his phone to me and I read his reply.
“Flattered but not interested very happy w someone”
I looked at him, confused.
“Hit send,” he instructed. I did what he told me to do.
“What is this about?”
He slipped the phone out of my hand and tapped the screen a few times before handing it back to me. There was another text message.
“Hi! Next time ur in LA want to go out? Promise u will have good time all night guaranteed!”
I felt my lips curl in disgust after reading that. I handed his phone back to him. “Who’s that from? Anyone you even know?”
He tapped another button and showed me the name of the very famous actress who sent that message. I was shocked.
I looked at him and shook my head.
“Don’t get mad!” he cautioned. “I’m not interested in that. And you saw the exact message I sent back.” He took a sip of his coffee. “Besides, sleeping with her would be like sleeping with half of Los Angeles. Yuck!” He shuddered and stuck out his tongue, trying to be funny.
