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Ryder.

Lydia got off the sky train around 4:45. She took a quick moment to check her outfit before leaving the station. Skate shoes, jeans, lace tank top, camo hoodie. Boobs slightly pushed up, hair down and wavy. Yep. This will do. Cute enough. She quickened her pace so she wouldn’t be late. Just two friends hanging out….and possibly fucking.

Hopefully fucking. Lots.

Unlike last time, Lydia smiled widely when she saw Ryder. She wasn’t nervous, just excited. When he noticed her she jogged the last few feet and jumped up to hug him tightly.

“Hey hun! Glad you could make it!” Ryder gently put her down and kissed her cheek with a grin. “Hungry?”

“I could eat. Especially if you are buying. I am poor.” Lydia replied with a big pouty bottom lip.

Ryder laughed, “Yea, my treat. Let’s go!”

***

Dinner was good. They wandered around a bit chatting for a while, then Lydia started walking toward her place.

“Where are we going?” Ryder asked, puzzled.

“Oh, I moved. It’s just Marcus and I now. It’s small, but still bigger than the last place and I don’t have six roommates.”

“Nice! Will I meet Marcus this time?”

“Naw, he’s at Elaines house. He is obsessed with her parents because they are not married but have been together like eight hundred years. He doesn’t really love Elaine. He’s in love with the idea of her. That is probably why he screws me all of the time.”

“Maybe he is in love with you?”

Lydia laughed, “Nope. Just in love with having someone around to fuck whenever he feels like. Plus, as he would say, ‘I push his comfort zone’. I think he said that because I haven’t said no to anything he wanted to do. I don’t love him. I just like to have sex.”

Ryder laughed this time. “Fair. So why are you ok with screwing someone with a girlfriend. I thought that was a big no no in your book.”

“I grew out of that. One because my roommate was determine to fuck me anyway…and two because he’s a grown ass man making his decisions. I just don’t chum up with his girlfriends. They think I am a bitch and I still get laid regularly. Plus if I don’t get to know the girlfriend or like her, he wont try for a threesome.”

“You broke your rule for me.”

Lydia stopped walking. Alright, they were gonna do this now. They hadn’t talked about what happened after. Everything just went on as it had for years. Shameless flirting, talking about everything, teasing that would come to nothing. She turned to look at Ryder.

“Well…yes. But, that was a one time thing…that was a long time coming…and it wasn’t weird. If I was friends with Marcus’ girlfriend I couldn’t do it. Plus Marcus is an asshole.

If I wasn’t friends with him it would suck, but its not the end of the world. Life would really suck if I wasn’t friends with you…soooo…yea. One time off, never spoken of again. Life went on as typical. Thankful for that. I wondered I screwed up.”

“Doesn’t have to be a one time thing.” Ryder threw out casually.

Lydias heart began to pound in her chest. Blood started draining down and her nipples grew harder. She tried to think of something casual and witty to say…then took a deep breath and reminded herself if it wasn’t weird before, she didn’t need to try to do anything.

“I masturbate to that night a lot”. She blurted out instead.

“Yea, me too.”

“Marcus isn’t home.”

Ryder grinned and leaned down to kiss her. He thrust his tongue into her mouth and spun Lydia around so her back was against a tree. He unzipped his jacket and placed her hand onto his abs and teased his hand up the crotch of her jeans. Lydias legs went a little weak and she dipped slightly. Ryder pulled back and rearranged his clothing.

“When did you get all dark and domineering” Lydia asked.

“Shall we walk faster kitten?”

Lydia swallowed, not sure if she could walk at all at the moment. Damn his irresistible sexyness. She started walking at a bit of a quicker pace, before realizing they were still about 15 blocks away.

“We are still a bit far.” She said grumpily.

“If you were wearing a skirt I could tide you over.” Ryder said smirking. “You should always wear a skirt around me. And no underwear. Underwear sucks.”

Lydia laughed, “doesn’t help me now does it dude.”

“Nope.”

Lydia rolled her eyes and kept walking. She felt Ryder put his hand on her ass. Even that seemingly innocent gesture sent her body into overdrive.

“I won’t make it if you keep touching me.” She said in frustration.

“Like this?” Ryder pulled her in closer so her back was pressed against his chest. He ran his hands up the front of her, squeezing her breasts and tilting her head to the side so he could lick her neck.

Lydia let out a shuttering breath. “Yea, like that.” She reached back and ran her hands along the front of his jeans. He was already hard. Ryder pushed her forward and they kept walking. Lydia was trying hard to concentrate on the sound of her own breath. Instead, she was focused on the way Ryder smelled so damn good…and how he kept putting his hands in random places causing her body to react.

Lydia slowed down as they passed by a park. It was empty. It was too late for kids to be at, Too early for homeless. There was a bench about halfway in with a bit of privacy. She grabbed his hand and dragged him over to the bench and sat down.

Ryder lifted an eyebrow. “A bench huh.” Lydia looked around quickly then unzipped his fly and shoved her hand in.

The instant her hand touched his cock it jolted. Ryder looked over at Lydia who was smirking with victory and shrugged,

“I couldn’t help myself. It was taunting me.” She worked her hand down his shaft the best she could. Ryder wasn’t exactly small, and he was confined in his jeans.

“Pretty sure I am in charge of the teasing tonight Hun.” Ryder said. He unzipped his jacked. “You look a little cold, come here.” Ryder pulled her onto his lap and wrapped his coat around her front.

Lydia tried to act casually as he ran his hand up her shirt along her ribcage and under her bra. She swallowed as he flicked at her nipple. Lydias breathing quickened and she closed her eyes enjoying the feeling of his cool fingers on her hot skin, eager his hands to go lower. Ryder obliged, trailing them down low and slipping them into her jeans. Lydia shifted and stifled a moan. She pulled his hand out.

“My house is right there.” She said pointing across the park.

“Why are we on a bench then!”

“I wanted to win. But now I’ve changed my mind. You win I lose. Let’s go.”

***

Lydia unlocked the door and ushered Ryder inside.

“Bathroom, kitchen, bedroom, bedroom.” She pointed around their small basement apartment. “Thirsty? We have tap water and black cherry koolaid.”

Ryder grinned and grabbed Lydias hand. “Very thirsty. Which room is yours.” Lydia pointed and Ryder smacked her ass towards her room.

Ryder looked around her room. It was small, but bigger than her last one. “Is that an actual bed? And a dresser?”

“Yep. I am a bed person now.” Lydia unzipped her hoodie and hung it on the wall. She started pulling off her grey tank top and stopped. “Lose the shirt.” She told Ryder.

He reached up and pulled it off with one hand. Lydia took in the body before her. She could not imagine ever getting tired of the view.

“It’s not fair.” She began, “Your a fucking sex god.”

“You give me too much credit hun.”

“Nope. God. I said so.” Lydia pulled off her tank top revealing her black push up bra. She reached down to her jeans and undid the button and zipper and started to shimmy out of her jeans. Ryder reached forward and stopped her. “Let me,” he said pushing her down to the bed. He pulled her jeans off in one motion and leaned forward to kiss her stomach. Lydias breathing increased. Ryder kissed down to her panties and kissed her right on top of her cleft. Then grabbed her underwear in his teeth and pulled them off slowly.

“Sex god.” Lydia scolded breathily.

Ryder smiled to himself.

One of his soft, cold hands reached down to hold her hip as he licked Lydia from the bottom of her entrance all the way up to her clit. Lydia shuttered and went still.

“Ok just jumping right in then.” She mouthed off trying to hide the shutter.

“You like that?” He didn’t wait for an answer, he did it again. And again. Bastard. She could feel her orgasm building slowly, until he eased a finger in, bringing her closer to the edge.

The ache in her centre intensified with the touch. Ryder worked her over with his fingers. Lydia wanted his mouth back but she was too embarrassed to ask. He probably knew it too. Ass.

He kissed her with his soft lips. Damn he was good at that.

“Where do you want me to kiss you Kitten”, he asked huskily.

Lydias inner voice was yelling, “Lower asshole!!!”

Instead she said, “wherever”.

“Where” he growled, grinding his fingers into her deeper. Lydia fought her thoughts of shame and a frustrated moan left her lips.

“My pussy” she whispered.

He kissed her again. “Didn’t quite catch that kitten, where do you want my lips?”

“My pussy!” She yelled. Ryder obliged and slammed his mouth down around her drenched core.

Wet, soft, Bliss lapped at her forcefully drawing a gasp from Lydia. Ryder smiled against her as her body began to writhe with need. He pulled back kissing inner thigh softly. He kissed his way up her body as Lydia struggled on the edge of her orgasm. He ran his tongue along her neck and jaw line up to her ear and nipped. Lydia could smell herself on his tongue and it made her squirm more aggressively. Ryder nipped her ear and whispered into her ear, his voice dripping with sin,

“would you like me to fuck you hun?”

Lydia moaned with need and frustration, “If you don’t I might fucking kill you”.

Ryder laughed and the sound sent quivers throughout Lydias body. He moved back and Lydia heard his jeans hit the floor. He slid his hands under her thighs, and pulled her in tight to his body. Everything stopped when she felt the head of his dick at her opening. She held her breathe and tensed for the invasion. Instead he ran his length once through her folds, teasing her with his length. Ryder pressed his tip against her opening and dipped inside about an inch. Lydia whimpered…he was thick too.

“You look beautiful right now kitten” Ryder mused, inching into her body. The words made Lydia freeze and tense all over causing her walls to clamp down around him. “What the fuck am I doing?” She asked herself.

Ryder moaned as he pushed in farther, “fuck you feel so tight hun”.

Lydia struggled to think with the sensation of Ryder delving in deeper to her body, “Ryder maybe we should stop, we don’t want to ruin our friendship”.

He did. He stopped with his iron hard, beautifully crafted cock part way into her weeping hole. Ryder looked right into Lydias eyes.

“Do you want me to stop”.

Lydia swallowed. “We shouldn’t be doing this”, she whispered.

Ryder repeated his question, “Do you WANT me to stop.” Her heart was pounding as she fought to make sense of her conflicted mind. Ryder didn’t move, he just watched her with infuriating patience. He was making her choose. Lydia knew he would stop if she wanted him to. She also knew she couldn’t lie to him.

“I do not want you to stop”, she said quietly. Ryder gripped her hips harder and pushed in deeper, until he was buried inside of her. Lydia was about to explode from the feeling of Ryder filling her. As if he could sense her need for release, Ryder ground his hips into her, all the while gripping her to keep their bodies close.

“Cum”, he demanded as he moved his hips. Lydias eyes rolled back as she fell into the sensations her body gave, not able to concentrate enough to do anything. Ryder reached forward and grabbed her jaw, drawing her eyes to his own.

“Lydia, cum for me”. She lost it. The intensity of her orgasm shattering through her. Lydia bucked and writhed, her body almost seizing as she cried out in sobs of pleasure. Ryder watched her with rapt attention, pushing his own need for release out of his mind. When she began to come down, Ryder started rocking his hips again in a steady motion.

“Do you enjoy this kitten”, he asked as he sped up slightly.

“Yes”, she moaned, closing her eyes. He shoved in hard when she closed her eyes, forcing them open in shock and pleasure.

“Eyes on me kitten. We are grown. adults. who. want. this”. He thrust with each word. Ryder wrapped his hand gently around her throat and made sure he was looking at him. “Enjoy this. See how much I enjoy this,” he looked down to where their bodies were joined and Lydias gaze followed. Ryder was covered in beads of sweat that peppered his upper body. His muscles were tense with need and strength. She lowered her gaze to where he was looking. His hard staff parting her body was insanely freaking hot to see. Ryder began thrusting harder.

“I. Enjoy. This.” He said again, pushing her back down against the bad and shifting her knee up to get a different angle.

Lydia panicked at the sensation, “fuck don’t do that”

Ryder cocked his head to the side, “why? You don’t like it?”

Lydia groaned in pleasure, “I like it too much”.

“That is a terrible reason to stop”, Ryder countered, raising her other knee too. He was moving forcefully now, sending desire flooding through Lydias body like wildfire.

“I am going to cum” Ryder stated, his breathing was getting ragged as he kept pace. Lydia was too close, thinking of nothing but her pending release. Ryder reached his body forward, and let her knees go and lay his body over hers to bite her neck as he thrust. That sensation shattered her and a body numbing orgasm came crashing through her body. She sang his name in praise which triggered his own moaning as his orgasm shot out inside of her. They both collapsed on the bed breathing hard.

Lydia looked over at Ryder and smirked.

“So, is this a thing now?”

“Maybe?” He grinned back.

“Not weird?”

“Nope.”

“Should definitely be a thing then.”

Ryder rolled over onto his back and smiled wickedly, “Whatever you say Hun.”

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NSFW: yes

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