I Need A Map, Sir

Chapter 6

Chapter 6.

I paced restlessly back and forth around my living room for what felt like the thousandth time. Ryan had dropped me off here hours ago. I looked up at the clock to see that it was two in the morning. I don't understand. How can Ryan be so nice then just not speak to me?! He kissed my cuts and then went back to being cold towards me! He's so damn confusing! I need answers. I'm going to get answers... I'm going to go to his apartment. I rushed into my wardrobe. I pulled off the oversized tee I had on and put on a bra. The lace black one which matched my current underwear. I grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans and pulled them on, this particular pair had rips all down the front with frayed edges - they were like this on purpose. I grabbed a white t-shirt which hung off my shoulder and was baggy on, I tucked the front into my jeans. Then I grabbed my leather jacket with the studs I wore when he took me to his race. I pulled on my black converse and left the flat.

I bent over to rest my hands on my knees as I tried to catch my breath. I really should have just drove here, it was further than I thought. Its taken me forty five minutes running. Once I'd caught my breath I looked up at the tall building in front of me. I quickly scanned the car park to see if he was even here. I spotted his expensive black car as confirmation.  

I stood outside his door took a deep breath and knocked. The few seconds that passed felt like an age before there was sound behind the door. Footsteps first then the chain being taken away before it was finally pulled open. Ryan stood staring at me. He was just as he was when I last saw him, no shirt just trousers. 

"I don't understand..." I began. "how can you just kiss someone the way you kissed me and leave?!" The anger was returning. "HOW? Then I go missing and you pretend to care." I took a deep breath to prevent myself from shouting. "You took care of me Ryan. You found me and took care of me. You kissed my injuries better then you just... Left again. How can you suddenly go so cold towards somebody? I don't understand. You just confuse me!" I sighed, now done with my speech. He stared at me just as he had done whilst I was talking. Before I even had time to comprehend it I was pulled roughly against him the door shutting behind me. 

"You want this? Honestly?" He asked strained as he still held me close by my wrists. "Tell me you want this!"  

"I want this." I whispered, overwhelmed with want. "I want this." I confirmed as I stood up on my tip toes and pressed my lips against his.  

He responded instantly. He slid his hands from my wrists and into my hands, threading our fingers together. My feet moved as I let him guide us somewhere, my eyes still closed, as we continued our heated kiss. The back of my knees hit again something hard before I fell back onto it. The bed, it was the bed. I opened my eyes and looked up at Ryan as his lips were taken away from mine. He stood at the edge of the bed, our eyes met as he began to lower himself over me. His arms either side of my head, his legs either side of mine. I bit my lip as I continued to look into his piercing green eyes, they were full of lust and almost need. Then his lips met mine again briefly before he made his way across my jaw then down to my neck, my lips parted in pleasure, I could return his feeling of need. Right now I needed Ryan. Right now it was just Ryan and I, no worries, no cares. My hands slid down his chest running over his toned abs, I was pleased he didn't have a well defined, over-worked six pack. I could feel the outline of a six pack but it was defined. My hands slid down to the waistband of his trousers. He stiffened slightly, a flicker of doubt ran through me that this wasn't what he wanted but it flickered away as he relaxed again and resumed his kissing of my neck. I kissed his bare shoulder, the only part I could reach, as I undid the button of his trousers then slid down the zip. He sat up before standing up and pushing the trousers to the floor. The bulge in his black designer boxers was evident. A rush of pride ran through me, I made him feel like that, I did that to him. He reached for my jeans and undid them and quickly rid of them too before climbing back on the bed to me, this time inbetween my legs. His lips met mine once more. I flipped us over so that I was on top straddling him, I sat up to see surprise clear on his face. I was sat on his bulge which was growing even bigger beneath me which I didn't think was possible at its size already. I slid my leather jacket off and chucked it into the floor. I took the edge of my t-shirt in my hands and slid it up over my body then let it join the mess on the floor. Ryan was looking up at me in pure awe. His finger found the small tattoo on my hip and traced it.