Chapter 1. Accidents Happen

Chapter 9. Forbidden

“Aly what do you want me to do? Just sit here and wait while you fuck my best friend? Is that really all I can do?” Justin asked, pulling me aside. I shrugged him off. “Haven’t we gone over this before? What is going on between me and Ryan is EXACTLY what’s going on between you and Jen. Right?” I laughed, leaning against the wall. He scratched the back of his head. “You know what I would do for you Aly.” He whispered. I nodded. “I don’t Justin. I don’t know half of the things that you would do. I hear about how you would leave everything for me. But no. I have yet to see the wonderful plans you have for ‘the future.’” I said, quoting future. He let out a deep breath. “What do I have to do to make you realize I really love you Aly?” He pleaded, grabbing lightly onto my arm. I shook my head. “Follow through with your promises. And I’ll do with mine.” I said, walking past him. He didn’t follow me. He knew it was worthless trying to fight this. We both knew that the day he would actually pack up a suitcase, and leave Jen for me would never come. We knew. “Aly. I- I will not allow you to sleep with him.” He finally broke out. I froze in my steps, turning halfway around on the ball of my heel. “What did you say?” I asked, a bit of laughter seeping through. “I forbid you from having sex with Ryan... or anyone else for that matter.” He said, trying himself not to smile. Even if I could tell he wanted to laugh, you could also tell he was serious. “Oh yeah?” I asked, walking back toward the kitchen. “Watch me.” I smirked. I waltzed in and smiled deviously at Ryan. He let out a chuckle. “What’s with the look? Did I do something wrong?” He asked, walking up to me. I shrugged and kissed him. “Nothing… yet anyway.” I joked, slipping my fingers through his. He laughed again. “Popcorns done!!” Jen chimed in, grabbing it out of the microwave. I nodded and kissed Ryan once more, making sure Justin saw, before leading him into the living room once again. “Movie on the small screen.” I laughed, sitting myself down on Ryan’s lap. His chin rested at the curve of my neck as he leaned back. “For tonight.” Jen smiled. Halfway through the move I saw Justin glaring over at us. I looked at him quickly and he pretended that nothing even happened. I watched as he inched his arm around Jen’s waist, pulling her closer. I shook my head and smiled. “What time is it?” I asked, peering at the clock hanging above the couch. “Almost eleven why?” Jen asked, resting her head on Justin’s shoulder. “Um… I think I’m gonna head to bed.” I said, pulling Ryan up. Jen laughed and winked at me. “Sure you are Aly. Just make sure we don’t hear anything okay?” She asked, intertwining her fingers with Justin’s. He glared at me. “What are you talking about?” He asked stiffly. We looked at him. “Justin, I love you and all… but you’re an idiot.” Jen laughed. I winked at them and pulled Ryan upstairs. “Alyson?” He asked. I looked at him, smiling. “Yeah?” I asked. I shut the door behind us and took a seat at the edge of my bed. “Are you-” I cut him off with a kiss. “If you were going to finish that sentence with ‘trying to seduce you’ then yes.” I winked, pulling off his shirt. He grinned and lifted mine. I pulled him onto the bed and kissed him roughly, inching down his jeans as I did so. Within a matter of seconds we were both naked. “Are you sure about this?” He asked, hovering over me. I nodded, running my hands through his hear. “Definitely.” I whispered. He thrust into me gently. I moaned as he went harder. He was different. Whenever Justin and I had sex, he was never this careful. He just seemed to make sure I didn’t get hurt and did whatever he wanted. Ryan was in a way… more passionate. With Justin, sex was really just for the pleasure. Sure he would tell me he loved me, and sure I believed it, but what did I really have to base that on? With Ryan… he actually looked as if he really loved me when he looked into my eyes. He looked like I could possibly be the one. I bit my lip and moaned loudly as I felt him cum in me. I kissed him repeatedly as he pumped me. “Oh god. Ryan. Faster. Faster!” I pleaded, my back arched. He bit his lip and went faster, his hands at my hips. “Fuck!” I moaned. My body tensed up as an orgasm ran through me. Ryan’s hands trailed up to my neck as he leaned down and kissed it, his tongue slipping out. I pulled him up to my lips once again and moaned into his mouth. He pulled away and concentrated on pumping me for a while longer. I stared at his face, the edges of his hair damp with sweat. The cologne he was wearing was amazing. I smiled to myself as he clenched his eyes shut, biting on his bottom lip as hard as he could. He stopped for a minute and looked back up at me. “What?” He panted. I shook my head. “You are really hot.” I smiled, kissing his neck. He moaned and I felt his knees buckle slightly under him. I stopped quickly and clutched the sheets as he went deeper. After an hour, he finally pulled out. “Wow…” I gasped, my breath broken. He smiled. “Yeah…” He agreed. “Wow…” I laughed and pulled him in for a kiss. “You know. I never usually have sex on the first date.” He breathed. I rested my head on his chest. “What made me the exception?” I asked, drawing small shapes on his abs. “I don’t know… it just felt, I don’t know… different I guess. I felt, well… I don’t know. I just don’t really know what was going on really. But I’m glad it happened.” He smiled, kissing the top of my head. I nodded. “Me too.” He stroked my hair back and his breath grew steady again. Within minutes they slowed down and relaxed. He was asleep. I shut my eyes gently and smiled to myself.