Fifty shades of Beaumont // Randy

Chapter 13

'We're going to rectify the situation right now.'

Chapter 13: first time
Andy's point of view.
{smut warning}

Ryan is running both of his hands through his hair and pacing up and down his study. His usual concrete control seems to have slipped a notch.

"I don't understand why you didn't tell me." He  castigates me.

"The subject never came up. I'm not in the habit of revealing my sexual status to everyone I meet. I mean, we hardly know each other." I'm staring at my hands. Why am I feeling guilty? Why is he so mad? I peek up at him.

"Well, you know a lot more about me now." He snaps, his mouth presses into a hard line. "I knew you were inexperienced, but a virgin!" He says it like it's a really dirty word. "Hell, Andy, I just showed you... may God forgive me." He groans. "Have you ever been kissed, apart from me?"

"Of course I have." I do my best to look affronted. Okay... maybe twice.

"And a nice young man hasn't swept you off your feet? I just don't understand. You're almost twenty-two and you're beautiful." He runs his hands through his hair again.

Beautiful? I flush with pleasure. Ryan Beaumont thinks I'm beautiful. I knot my fingers together, staring at them, trying to conceal my goofy grin.

"And you're seriously discussing what I want to do, when you have no experience." His brows knit together. "How have you avoided sex? Tell me, please."

"No one's really, you know." Come up to scratch, only you. And you turn out to be some kind of monster. "Why are you so angry with me." I whisper.

"I'm not angry with you, I'm angry with myself. I just assumed..." he sighs. He regards me shrewdly and than shakes his head. "Do you want to go?" He asks, his voice gentle.

"No, unless you want me to go." I murmur. Oh no... I don't want to leave.

"Of course not. I like having you here." He frowns as he says this and then glances at his watch. "It's late." He says before looking at me. "You're bitting your lip." His voice is husky, and he's eyeing me speculatively.

"Sorry." I whisper.

"Don't apologize. It's just that I want to bite it too, hard." He says. I gasp. How can he say things like that to me and not expect me to be affected. "Come." He murmurs.

"What?"

"We're going to rectify the situation right now." He says.

{A/N: I made you wait for 13 chapters for Randy smut to happen and now you are getting it, you can thank me later ;) }

"What do you mean? What situation?" I ask.

"Your situation, Andy, I'm going to make love to you, now." He says.

"Oh." The floor has fallen away. I'm a situation. I'm holding my breath.

"That's if you want to, I mean, I don't want to push my luck." He tells me.

"I thought you didn't make love. I thought you fucked hard?" I swallow, my mouth suddenly dry. He gives me a wicked grin, the effects of which travel all the way down there.

"I can make an exception, or maybe combine the two, we'll see. I really want to make love to you. Please, come to bed with me. I want our arrangement to work. But you really need to have some idea what you're getting yourself into." His brown gaze is intens. I flush. Oh my... wishes do come true.

"But I haven't done all the things you require from your list of rules." My voice is all breathy.

"Forget about the rules. Forget about all those details for tonight. I want you. I've wanted you since you felt into my office, and I know you want me. You wouldn't be sitting here calmly discussing punishment and hard limits if you didn't. Please, Andy, spend the night with me." His held his hand out to me, his eyes are bright, fervent... excited.