Goodbye Graceful (Ronnie Radke love story, 3rd book in The Drug In Me series )

59. Not So Shamed Walk Of Shame

**** no more hard smut for now, this chapters safe save for kissing XD the gif is for the scene near the end of the chapter ****

*Ryker*

The next time I woke up, I was staring at Ronnie, but he was staring back, our hands still tangled between us.

I grinned at his sleepy face, leaning up and pulling one of my hands from his to lay it on his chest.

"Hey there," I whispered, biting my lip and leaning over him. He yawned and raised his eyebrows at me.

"Have any nice dreams?" I asked him, laughing. I was beyond giddy right now, I had spent the entire night with Ronnie, in ways I couldn't even describe without squealing.

All I knew is I wanted every night to be spent like last night.

"It wasn't a dream." he mumbled, reaching his arms above his head to stretch. I licked my lips, moving to straddle him and started kissing his neck lightly.

"Hmm, no it wasn't, was it?" I laughed, running my hands up and down his chest.

"No," I heard him whisper, just before I felt his hands on my hips, his fingers trailing back and forth across my skin, making me shiver.

"Thank fucking hell for that," I mumbled, kissing his jawline. I heard him chuckle and I sat up to stare at all the hickeys all over his neck and chest. Jesus, I got him all over.

I reached a hand out and poked one, laughing when I saw him wince.

"Sorry..." I said, and he started laughing, flipping over and leaning on top of me.

He tilted my head to the side with his hand and ran his fingers across my love bites, making me hiss and smile.

"We both know we liked it," he said, and I nodded, grinning up at him.

I slipped my arms around his neck and pulled him down so I could kiss him, biting on his lip and squeezing his hair in my hands.

I probably would have gone to do more, but there was a loud ringing, and both of us jumped in surprise. Ronnie rolled off of me and grabbed the phone reluctantly.

"Hello?" He said, and then he sat up on the bed talking.

I huffed and lay back, stretching out and reaching an arm out to touch Ronnie's back. He squirmed and I laughed, putting my hands behind my head and yawning.

He hung up the phone and ran a hand through his hair. I sat up and scooted over to him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and resting my head against his neck.

"What is it?" I asked, and he stood up, moving from my arms.

I almost whined, I'll admit.

Instead, I lay back on the bed enjoying the feeling of air on my naked body. I had come a long way in terms of body positivity, but it's hard not to feel sexy when Ronnie motherfucking sex god Radke just fucked you. Twice.

He turned and shook his head at my completely exposed pose, while he had already pulled his boxers on.

Good luck finding your other shit. I chuckled to myself.

"Ry, get dressed, we have to check out," he said, and I shook my head.

"No, come back. Let's stay here forever," I pleaded, biting my lip and raising my eyebrows.

"We can't do that Ryker, they'll kick us out," he said, sitting on the end of the bed.

"Not if we're having sex, they wouldn't want to walk in," I said, sitting up and grinning at him.