Before it ends

The turning point...

"Hey." Ryan walked into my room guitar in hand, he shrugged off his coat and placed the instrument by my mirror. He was yet to look up at me and the anticipation was murderous. "I wanted to show you this song I've been working on. It's about you, just don't freak-"
His sentence was cut short when his eyes finally found there way to me lying on my bed. He scanned me from head to toe, soaking in everything I offered him. His eyes held absolutely no hesitation, no doubt, he knew exactly what he wanted. So did I.
His gaze lingered on my chest before sweeping back up to my eyes. Just this one simple movement had my heart hammering in my chest.
I watched his adams apple bob up and down, before his tongue came out to lick his lips. I crossed my legs.
"What are you doing Hayley?" His voice sounded almost strained, as if his throat had completely dried up.
"What do you think Montgomery?" I stood up and took a step closer to him, he took one back.
"Don't feel like you have to do this." My eyebrows furrowed. "Don't get me wrong," he added "I want this, you- but only if you're sure."
I felt my cheeks warm up and smiled to myself.
"I am definitely sure." Each word had to be emphasised before I saw him relax. I went to take a step forward but was knocked flat on to the bed. I let out a light squeak but was quickly silenced by his kiss. It'd never felt this way before, this was so much more intense. His hands were all over me, leaving scorch marks as they wandered. My heart shook violently in my chest, I think Ryan could hear it because his cocky smile formed when his kisses travelled down the valley of my breasts.
"God." He placed his hands on my shoulders and pulled us apart. I hadn't realised how deep I was into the kiss until his lips were off mine and I whimpered lightly at the distance. His hooded eyes looked down at me.
It made me want to cover myself up, to hide everything and anything, but I knew that would just be met with an annoyed huff and his hands yanking mine away from my body.
"You're so fucking beautiful." He was looking intensely into my eyes now, not everywhere else. Not my boobs, or my bum, not at the sexy piece of lace wrapped around me. He was looking deeper than that, he was looking where no other guy bothered to look. His fingers hooked my shoulder straps and pulled them down. Soon nothing was covering my top half and the urge to cover up was stronger, but I fought it. Because this was Ryan. The Ryan that loved me. The Ryan that I loved. This was Montgomery, and I prided our relationship on being raw.
"You're perfect." His cheeks turned a bright red as he looked down at me.
I smiled lightly. "Your turn." I tugged lightly on his t-shirt and soon enough it was flung half way across my room. The same happened to his trousers until his boxers were the only thing that remained. I felt his mouth back on me again. Kissing, sucking, licking, leaving marks up and down my body. My eyes clenched shut and I felt my hands exploring his whole torso. That was until his chiselled abs ran out and I was touching something a little harder. I heard him hiss on top of me and my eyes shot open. His jaw was clenched hard and his eyes clamped shut. Something about seeing him loose control turned me on even more. It gave me a confidence I'd never had with anyone else.
"Off." He followed the order and very quickly we were both undressed. The room was a mixture of soft moans and eager kisses. It was filled with everything I've ever wanted.
I felt him poking my lower stomach and his kisses slowly trailing down my thighs.
"What are you doing?" The words were barely audible and didn't result in a response from Ryan.
"Ry what-" and then it happened "fuck." His tongue was sliding over a place it had never touched before. His lips, his fingers.
"Jesus." I threaded my fingers through his hair. My hips bucked towards his mouth and fistfuls of his curls slipped through my hands. The need imbetween my legs wasn't diminishing. With every lick the tension in my stomach grew, with every suck my legs squeezed tighter.
"Please baby." I felt him groan beneath me. That was it. The point of unravelling. It was perfect. It was like the movies, where the room falls apart and everything becomes his touch, his smell. Him.
Once he emerged from between my legs he smirked.
"Delicious." I couldn't help the girly giggle that left my mouth. He lay his head on my chest.
"If we go further than this we go all the way, I don't mind stopping now. I'd get it." My heart stopped for a second.
How did I get so lucky?
"Hey." My hands travelled bellow his stomach. "Trust me I don't want to stop." My hand wrapped around the most excited part of his body. "I don't know how many times I can say it." He stiffened and closed his eyes, almost as if trying to compose himself. I smirked, it's his turn to unwind.
"I'm ready."
His eyes opened he slowly hovered above me.
"Great."