With Love, Ryan (Shattered#1)

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| Eleanor |

The next one week passed like a dream.

We had been kissing like teenagers high on sugar. I was ashamed to admit . .what kept me looking forward to the next day were his lips on mine.  His eyes that spoke to me . .the devious smile on his face as if he could see right through me. .

And maybe he did.

More than I liked.

I  had yet to master the art of reading him since my head was up in clouds , the wild thoughts would make me toss and turn at nights. He would talk and all I could do was think about our next kissing session.

If someone told the young Eleanor about hitting jackpot as an adult.  . .she would have rolled her eyes .

Guffawed.

And one day while sitting under the shade of an oak tree , I told him. .

"I respect you as a person as an individual. Not many can find the way back home." I said , my gaze falling on our palm to palm hand lock.

Ryan didn't say anything.

Just kept staring ahead at the rest of the student body.

"Thank you. Gratitude is up in the air, Eleanor." He said softly. "And I found home when you entered my life. When you sizzled me with your anger."

I laughed and he leaned in to kiss my forehead.

"That's so cheesey, man"

"I guess but cheese is good for health." Ryan smirked , eyes dipping down to my lips and in that second the environment shifted from comfortable to hot.

On fire.

"Don't you dare look away. . .," He breathed while I fought not to ruin the moment.

With how much confidence I oozed, one would think I would be super comfy with PDA but I really wasn't. .

And he was eagerly helping with that.

By closing in the distance , my hand squeezing the life out of his arm . .my inside in a smush. .

"Are we going to kiss in front of a crowd?" I whispered not at all ready for the prospect.

"Only if you want to." He tipped my chin upward. .a perfect angle for a kiss.

Ryan was so close to me. .all I could see ,feel and think about was him. Us. We. .

A soft smile broke across my face and I had him surprised when I leaned in all the way, initiating it, and kissed him right on the lips.

His response was immediate.

I wouldn't call it an over the counter kiss or it blew me away kiss. .I knew he was being mindful of the people watching us.

Maybe pointing at us. .

We had a discussion about our relationship. What he liked what I didn't like.

What I like and he didn't. .

So far, I had told him at point blank that I definitely didn't like the tongue action in public. I would like to carry the facade of modesty among people.

Hot , passionate moments between us had to be intimate and behind closed doors.

And he had agreed which startled me. I mean he had a past , a string of girls who may had done more than kissing at public places . .for him to agree to my terms made me feel. . . lucky?

Ryan never placed any I don't like this on me. It had only been me and I remembered being very snarky about it.

It was one fine evening with us chilling out after a make out session on his couch. Things went a little hot and heavy . .which made me spit out the words.

Just in case. .

"I sincerely hope you don't expect me to ravish you in public." Arms crossed, I had clipped.

"What?" His eyebrows shot up, lips going skyward.

"I mean," I turned my body at him, flushing at the intense look on his face, "I don't like getting all out at public places. Yes, I know you had girls ready to do back flips but me," I pressed a hand on my chest ," no way, dude. No way."

He had nodded slightly.

"Are you trying to tell me to keep it in my pants in public?" He stated.

My left eye twitched.

"I mean the tongue action." I had tendency to get bitter when my thoughts weren't understood properly.

He raised his hands in a calm down manner.

"I'm here to protect you honor, Queen Eleanor. Not ravish it around, as you put it." He mocked , his eyes lit up with amusement.

"Hmph! Good!" I said now changing my position ,I couldn't look at his face anymore , because damnit! I wanted to kiss him all over again, and leaning back against the couch.

I heard him chuckling to himself.

And then his arm went around my shoulders, my side crushing against his. .I loved how the hardness of his body fit against my soft curves.

"You should know, I can mess up the world but I would never do anything that could mess you up. It's not who I'm."

The way he said those words in his silky voice had me look up at him, his chin , his jaw. .his lashes. .

He had opened his mouth about to talk again when I turned his face at me and laid a big fat one on his mouth!

Capturing his surprise!

Things went south , far from south when I felt his hands moving around my waist and next thing I knew—i had straddled him!

The blissful sighs—the panting—the breathless looks—the feverish kisses—him taking off his shirt—

That had been a brain freeze moment because I pushed at his sudden bare chest , his fingers digging into my waist like his patience was snapping!

I broke off the kiss.

He growled , pulling me hard against him!

I could see the raw passion in his eyes, the want in them so clear. .so breathtaking. .

Shaking my head , I mouthed the word no.

I didn't want to move fast.

I wasn't ready.

Ryan breathed like he had run a marathon, his nostrils flared , the thick veins in his neck popped out.

"No?" He rasped, repeating me.

"Nope." I said , waiting for his response . .

Angry pissed off response.

Ryan glanced away, concealing his eyes from me and just when I was reciting the speech of a breakup in my head , he turned at me.

"If it's a no for you, it's a no for me too."

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