Take My Hand...|Rye Beaumont

Twenty-Seven|That Was Brave Of Us

•SMUT ~ I guess😂•

I slowly opened the bathroom, revealing myself to Rye.
I leant against the side of the door, wearing nothing but a laced black bra along with a matching thong.

I held the wrapper tightly in my hand as he stood up from his place on the bed, coming over to me.
"You really were bored weren't you," he smirked.

"Think you could cure that boredom?" I said with a shrug of my shoulders, trying as hard as I could to keep a straight face.

"I'm certain." He replied before we lustfully went over to one another, our lips smashing together, tongues immediately mangling.

His hands slowly made their way down to my upper thigh.
He gently tapped twice, telling me to jump, so I did exactly that.
I jumped and wrapped my legs around his torso, our lips reconnecting.

He slowly pulled away and smirked, me copying his actions and doing exactly the same.
I took one of my hands from behind his neck, and held up the condom.
He grinned, taking it from my grasp before carrying me over and placing me gently back on the bed.
He chucked the packet onto the bedside table, before climbing onto the bed to join me, planking over my body, holding himself up with one forearm while his other hand was situated under my chin, his lips moving in sync with mine - just like always.

Gradually, the raunchy snogging changed into Rye planting soft kisses down from my face to the lower part of my stomach.

He moved back up my body, staying around my sweet spot - knowing exactly where it hits me.
I tried to refrain but it was hopeless.
As he sucked harder on my neck, I couldn't help but moan his name.
"Shhh," he giggled.
"I can't help it." I laughed, still feeling the sensation running through my body.

Then I felt his fingers hook around the back of my bra, unclipping it to let it fall, tossing it on the floor Rye pecked my lips a few times.
"You're beautiful, always remember that." He mumbled before pulling away and my hands went to the waistband at the top of his River Island boxers.
I pulled them down as far as I could before he stood up and took them off, picking up the condom then putting it beside me on the bed as he clambered back over me, his knees keeping him put this time.
I slid my thong halfway down my legs as he did so, therefore when he joined me he rolled it down past my ankles, then threw it behind him.

I watched as he peeled off the condom wrapper, sliding it on.
He thrusted into me a few times before we both started moaning, eager for more of each other.

"I'm gonna c-." I announced but it was too late.
Simultaneously we had reached our climax.
He fell next to me, taking off the condom and chucking it into the bin.

"I genuinely don't think you understand how much I fucking love you." Rye expressed as he cuddled me from behind, his abs pressing up against me, his arms wrapped around my still bare stomach.
"You mean the world to me Ryan, and of course I understand, I'm really wanting this to work out as much as you do." I told him.
I rolled over so I was actually looking into his eyes.
"I've had shit relationships in the past, and I really don't want history to repeat itself." I explained.
Suddenly I felt cold, goosebumps formed on my arms and legs.
I got out of my position beside Rye and walked over to the other side of the room.
I opened up a draw of my dresser, taking out a pair of pyjama shorts and a cute shirt-style pyjama top.

I turned around and Rye held his arms out to give me a hug.
"Aw," I showed a sad but thankful expression on my face as I wandered back over to him, clambering onto the bed where he engulfed me in a hug.
"You okay?" He asked.
I nodded in response, taking my arms from around him and settling down next to him.