Taking Chances (a Ross Lynch fanfiction)

Chapter 40

Riker plowed his lips into mine. His hands slipped under my baggy shirt and he lifted me on to a table. His basketball shorts started slipping off of his hips.

He moved his lips to my stomach and his fingers slipped off my shirt.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him closer to me. His lips found their way back to mine. I cupped my hands behind his neck and wouldn't let him escape. The warmth of his lips pulled me in.

His hands fumbled to pull down my underwear and I used my feet to push his basketball shorts down.

I laid back on the table and let him take over. He pushed inside and I gripped ahold of the table to withhold the moans.

He quickly thrusted continuously while I gasped for air. My back arched in pleasure while his hands grasped my hips.

He picked me up off the table and straddled his hips. Our lips were pushed together while he made me bounce up and down.

He came and I was slowly, lowered to my feet.

"Just a hunch, but, I'm guessing this is our secret?" Riker whispered.

"Our secret." I whispered back, pulling my shirt back on.

He gave a sly grin and pulled his shorts back on. I carelessly stepped back into my underwear.

"That was a nice discussion we had." Riker smirked. "My bed tonight?"

"Very funny. I've betrayed Ross enough. I'm going back to bed." The guilt was building up. I figured, if I'm keeping a secret with Rocky, I can keep a secret with Riker. I promised myself, I promised Ross, I would never do anything like this again.

"Goodnight then." He smiled, and walked back through the door.

I had to talk to someone. I somehow, had to rid myself of this guilt. Rydel was out of the picture, there was no way I could go into her room, Ratliff would be in there with her.

I snuck back into Ross's room and grabbed my cell. Quietly, I went into the kitchen and sat behind the counter. Turning on my phone, I dialed Brittany's number. No answer.

No matter what time it was, she always answered a text. I quickly texted her, saying I needed someone to talk to. I gave it ten minutes, still no answer.

I wondered if Ryland knew why.

Getting to my feet, I found my way to the guest bedroom. Maybe he was sleeping, maybe I shouldn't disturb him.

There was a voice in the back of my head. I was suddenly thinking to myself. I've had sex now with three brothers, I wonder if the fourth was any good.

I pushed the thought out of my head and reached for the door. That's when I heard a muffled noise.

"Ryland?" I whispered.

There was no answer, but I still heard the noise.

Grabbing the handle, I pushed open the door. I was not prepared for what I saw.

"Brittany?" I exclaimed.

Brittany was jumping up and down on top of Ryland.

She quickly rolled off and wrapped herself in a blanket.

"Ashley? What are you doing in here?" She said, looking at me with wide eyes.

"What are you doing here?" I spit back. "I just tried calling and texting you. When did you get here?"

"A few hours ago. Ryland bought me a plane ticket and I came down to see him. I was gonna see you too, but we were, kinda busy." She blushed.

"I can tell." I said, glancing at Ryland.