Where my Heart Lies

To not die, to not live: Escape[MATURE]

"You know how you look right now?"
"I don't." Ryan smirked as he pulled out the scrunchy from Mary's hair and let her volumous locks fall down to their full length till her hips, and kissed her, wildly. Like a caveman ready to pound over his prey.
She was an alluring woman to say at the least, and barely any sane man would not be tempted to get close to her. She reached no higher than Ryan's shoulder, and he felt it was perfect for him to make love to such a woman. Something about it was sexy, or maybe it was the effect of the slight alcoholic drink he had at the bar, before he decided to crash at his place with the woman. They were both alone and had hit it off better than either of them had expected. It started with flirting, then became some spiritual and deep talk show, and finally Mary ran a finger across Ryan's face. It had been too long for her, and Ryan didn't lie. It had been for him as well.

He now worked at a startup that was doing well. It was easy for him to get hired in any company of his choice  with his skills, but it was his gut that made him accept the bare minimum of what he had. Although he had made his decision to never disturb or show in Jessica's life again, the mere thought of her made him feel sick. And not just her, every now and then he was reminded of Larry. No one but his own mind played tricks on him. Sometimes he would cry and cry as he drank till dawn, the other times he would barely remember the guy he was about to marry. Those were the times he was really doubtful of his love for the guy. He yearned for something, anything that would free him momentarily from the agony that burned him slowly, anything that would distract him enough.

Luckily, he had found Mary that night. It was decided he would fuck her. Fuck her hard. So many times, that he'd end up sleeping for days. He'd use all his strength, all that he had, to drain out the imbalanced energy in his mind.

As soon as they got in his apartment, Mary stripped off her turquoise body con dress, revealing a pair of matching lingerie. And she looked at Ryan as she unhooked her bra, using just one finger to slip it off. Ryan could barely contain himself when he saw what the piece of clothing had been hiding behind it. He pulled Mary by the waist and let his rougher hands roam all over her breasts. He pulled her by her hair and lowered himself to her ear as he whispered in a voice so heavy he hadn't intended for it to be.
"You know these are the softest things I've touched in a while." He bit on her lower lip till it bled, causing Mary wince in pain.
"How about you get a shower first?"
That took Ryan by surprise.
"I don't smell like I haven't-"
"You smell like peaches." Mary smiled. "I don't really like the smell if you will."
Ryan kissed her again, gentler this time. "Okay."

The woman waited on his bed as he came our from the shower. Water tickled down all over his chest giving one the thirst of a lifetime. He had a towel wrapped loosely around his waist.

"You look like a hot mess." Mary licked and twirled her tongue around Ryan's nipples, then she used her teeth to pinch them. Ryan moaned and spanked her ass hard. "Why is that still on?" He pulled the elastic of her underwear and then let it go.
"Ah"
"Did that hurt?" He grabbed her by her hips as he kneaded and squeezed them like a dough.
"No." Mary moved away and removed the last piece of clothing on her body. "Your turn." She tried unwrapping the towel around Ryan's waist with utmost urgency, but he grabbed her wrist and stopped her.

"Let's play a game," he suggested.
Mary rose her eyebrow in interrogation.
"I'm really hungry. Cook me a meal within twenty minutes. You'll be punished if you aren't able to."

"Aaand what's the catch?" Mary threw herself on the bed, in such a direction that when she teased Ryan by spreading her legs wide and far, putting on display her assets, Ryan was quickly able to shut her legs together and pull her towards the edge of the bed. "I'll distract you with a little trailer of what's to come." He smiled slyly.
"I'm known to win my whole life." Mary replied.

Ryan didn't want Mary to leave. He wanted her to stay with him for a long while, and he knew exactly how to stall time to his favor.

Mary, swaying her ass seductively made her way to the kitchen, turned the stove on and placed pan, not quite decisive about what she'd cook. To her, a quick fuck session was what she had in mind, so she never wanted to stay longer for the 'punishment' Ryan spoke of. If not for being afraid to ruin the fun, she'd have directly declined him.

She picked up a bottle of olive oil and poured it in the pan, a little too much slipped out as Ryan kissed her on the neck from behind. He held her by her waist, occasionally running a finger down her back and over her stomach. Mary almost let out a moan when he suddenly pinched her nipple really hard.
"That won't work." She said with all the confidence she could gather when her legs were all wobbly from the situation she was in.
"Is it?"
Mary noticed a pre prepared batter for pancakes on the counter. Unexpectedly, her anticipation for Ryan's next action seemed futile as she was easily able to pour the mix on the pan. She let it cook from one side and then went ahead to flip it over.

That was when Ryan shoved two fingers inside her.