Country Music Song-Fics

Wrecking Ball- Ryan Blaney

I wanna rock some Sheetrock, knock some pictures off the wall.
Love you baby, like a wrecking ball.

That old house is gonna be shaking.
I hope those bricks and boards can take it.
But I won't be surprised if the whole damn place just falls.
I'm gonna rock you baby, like a wrecking ball.

And that old house is gonna be shaking.
Rafter and rocking foundation quaking.
Crash right through the front door, back you up against the wall.
Love you baby take it right there baby rock you baby, like a wrecking ball.

Ryan has not seen Jordyn in 2 weeks. He quickly realized they have been apart for longer then they have actually even been together.

In the span of one week, he had fallen hard and fast for her.

They had one amazing night of incredibly hot, passionate sex. Then, she had to go. He had to go.

He's been off racing for the last two weeks, while she's been packing up her Georgia apartment to make the move to North Carolina.

He knows they moved fast, but he truly believes he fell in love with her the moment he saw her.

Over the last few weeks, they had shared some very steamy phone chats, hot text messages and a few suggestive pictures.

She is on her way over to his how now, and Ryan can't help but wonder, as anxious as he is to see her, are the same feelings going to be there? Will they still have the same passion? The same heat?

He's about to find out because she is here. On the other side of his door.

When he sees her, he knows his worries are unfounded. His gaze travels from the luscious wine colored lips, curved in a come and get me smile. The off the shoulder black dress, ending mid thigh that molds and clings to every delectable curve. The mile long legs showcased by the strappy black heels.

He realizes he has never wanted something so much in his life. He loves this woman with every fiber of his being, but right now, all he wants to do is ravish her.

"Miss me?" She asked, in that breathy voice that drives him wild.

He doesn't even reply, just pulls her into the house, kicking the door shut so hard the vibration rattles the pictures hanging on the wall. His lips crashed onto hers, mouths molding and fusing together. Never breaking contact. "Like you could never imagine." He said, his voice raspy with desire.

She was back in his arms, as his hands roam over her hip and backside as he squeezed her left ass cheek.

She broke from the kiss and whispered softly in his ear "I'm not wearing any underwear."

He kisses her again, his tongue diving into her willing mouth as he began backing her up against the wall.

Her hands eagerly unbuttoned his jeans and slid the zipper down, her eyes growing wide in anticipation seeing the bulge straining against the fabric of his boxer briefs.

He can't wait. It's been way too long since he's felt her.

He pushes her short dress up and over her head, while she pulls his pants and briefs down.

"Hmm. You're not wearing a bra either." He smirks.

"And you're very happy to see me." She brushed her hand against his hard cock.

His hand dips between her thighs. He slides his finger inside of her. She's hot, wet and tight and oh so ready for him as she grinds eagerly against his hand.