A gap of love

End?

Ryan helped Mia into the front door of the apartment, and he felt her wrap her arms around his neck snugly.

Mia didn't know why she was doing this, but everything she ever wanted in a man. Pure ideals, romance, attraction was all in Ryan. He was who she had always dreamed of sexually, and emotionally - the only drawback was the age difference but in her tipsy state she was thinking more physical between them.

"Mia love, I think you've had a bit too much to drink tonight. Best to sleep."

Mia was smiling, brimming with feelings she never felt being with or around Michael.

"Kiss me."

Ryan brought his head back, and looked at Mia with her glazed eyes and tipsy movements.

"Mia, honey no. You're drunk, it's not right to take advantage of you like that."

She may have had a drink, but she was stern enough to press her hand against Ryan's chest until he was against the wall.

"I don't care, I want you Ryan. Come on."

She pressed her lips against his, and his breathing got faster as he kissed her back, his whole body began to get hot to the touch.

Ryan clenched and stretched his fingers, trying to fight the urges flooding his mind. He may have been a good man, with good intentions but a man is still a man in the situation he was in right now.

Ryan tried to push her back gently, to get her to her room but she pushed him back and deeply stared into his eyes.

"I want a man, a real man. Not a boy, not anymore. It's you Ryan."

Perhaps sensing the aggressive approach to seducing Ryan was temperamental, Mia gently took his hand and squeezed it.

"I'm giving you my consent, I want this. I won't regret this in the morning, alright?"

Ryan sighed, feeling the healthy erection in his pressed trousers.

"Mia, it feels wrong to do this to you."

Mia kissed him again, holding both his hands in hers and squeezing them comfortingly.

"Stop fighting, please Ryan. I know you want me, and I want you too. There's nothing wrong here, we're two adults who know what they want so please take me. Fucking take me."

Mia said whispering into his ear, as she took his hands and put them behind her onto her back and released them.

His hands tried to fight it, but eventually he dropped his hands down and gripped Mia's small bottom into his hands as they kissed, pressing into each other. Their moans and mutterings going up and down in volume as they kissed passionately.

They kissed for a minute or two, and Ryan pulled back but he wasn't wanting to stop this.

"Bedroom, come on."

Mia smiled and he guided her towards his bedroom, and opened the door. Mia was half-expecting a shrine to Claire or something, but inside the room there was only a big bed, a television on a night stand. It looked like a man's bedroom, and she noticed. There were no pictures of Claire and Ryan together, those photographs were in the lounge. Maybe Ryan had tried to move on, and started with the bedroom so he wouldn't wake every morning seeing her picture, to make it easier for him.

Onto the bed they toppled together, and still kissing one another Mia's dress rode up exposing her long legs, and upper thighs encased in nylon. Ryan like a gentleman, found her heels on her feet and removed them, throwing them onto the floor.