what to say,” I whisper.
“I
hoped that one day you would come around, but I don’t think you’ll ever see me
as anything more than a stepbrother. Now that I’m leaving, I may never get the
chance again to tell you how I feel so… fuck it.”
I am
dumbfounded. I had no idea. None. Everyone around us knew, he knew—I just
didn’t see it.
Tears
begin to stream down my cheeks. I feel like such a fool. Now he is leaving and
it will be so long before we have a chance to explore our feelings—if ever. By
trying to play it safe, I lost any chance we had.
“Don’t
cry, Eve,” Ryan says, taking my hand and smiling gently. “I will always be
there for you. I just want you in my life, even if this is as far as things
go.”
“It’s
not that,” I start, searching for the right words. “Since we’ve been here, it’s
just… different. I’ve been having these feelings… I didn’t want to tell you. I
didn’t want to fuck things up. Now I feel like that’s exactly what I did.”
“No,”
Ryan says, waiting for me to look at him again. “No. You didn’t, Eve.
Everything is perfect.”
“Perfect?”
I say, staring at him. “How can you even say that? You’re leaving,” I finish,
starting to cry once more.
Ryan
smiles at me again. He leans over and reaches his hand up to my face, softly
wiping the tears from my cheek. He does the same with the other cheek then
gently holds my face as he leans in. Ryan places his soft lips on mine and
kisses me. He is delicate at first, slowly using his warm tongue to part my
lips and then gently caressing my tongue with his. I start to kiss Ryan back,
once the initial shock of what is happening begins to wear off.
Our
tongues are entwined and moving in rhythm together. His lips press harder into
mine and our kiss becomes deeper and harder. The intensity between us grows,
and I reach up to Ryan’s face, trying to pull him closer into me. The passion
we felt when we kissed before doesn’t compare to what is flowing between us
right now. Ryan slowly pulls his face away, gently biting my lip as he does.
“Damn,
girl,” he says softly, taking my hands in his and lightly pulling them off his
face.
We are
standing there, and I’m still in a state of shock about what’s happening. Ryan
just admitted that he’s in love with me and we kissed. It was as passionate as
the kiss we shared in class, but this time, it is real —it’s us. I smile
at him shyly.
“What?”
Ryan asks, noticing the perplexed look on my face.
“It’s
just crazy. This is crazy,” I reply.
Ryan
laughs. “The only things crazy about it is that we waited so long.”
He
places his hands on the back of my head and pulls me closer to him, this time
with more fervor. His lips drive into mine and my hands find their way around
his back and settle on his firm ass. As Ryan’s tongue probes mine and our kiss
becomes deeper, I find myself pulling him closer into me until I can feel his
erection prodding against my thigh. The surprise of this all happening and
arousal it’s making me feel are intoxicating.
We are
still entangled in a kiss, our mouths opening and closing around each other as
I tongues continue to dance. Ryan moves his hands slowly down the back of my
neck and pulls the flannel shirt I have on down over my shoulders. Not wanting
to break our embrace, he slides the straps of my tank top down, exposing my breasts.
Ryan cups them in his warm hands and begins to caress me. A soft moan escapes
my mouth and flows into his. Sensing my pleasure, he continues to massage my
breasts and suddenly tweaks my nipple with his fingers. I jump a little from
the sensation and force my mouth closer into his, pressing my hips against him
as I do.
Again,
he releases his mouth from mine, sucking my lip as he pulls away. Ryan looks
into my eyes and I see something new in his crystal blues—hunger and desire. He
holds my
“I
hoped that one day you would come around, but I don’t think you’ll ever see me
as anything more than a stepbrother. Now that I’m leaving, I may never get the
chance again to tell you how I feel so… fuck it.”
I am
dumbfounded. I had no idea. None. Everyone around us knew, he knew—I just
didn’t see it.
Tears
begin to stream down my cheeks. I feel like such a fool. Now he is leaving and
it will be so long before we have a chance to explore our feelings—if ever. By
trying to play it safe, I lost any chance we had.
“Don’t
cry, Eve,” Ryan says, taking my hand and smiling gently. “I will always be
there for you. I just want you in my life, even if this is as far as things
go.”
“It’s
not that,” I start, searching for the right words. “Since we’ve been here, it’s
just… different. I’ve been having these feelings… I didn’t want to tell you. I
didn’t want to fuck things up. Now I feel like that’s exactly what I did.”
“No,”
Ryan says, waiting for me to look at him again. “No. You didn’t, Eve.
Everything is perfect.”
“Perfect?”
I say, staring at him. “How can you even say that? You’re leaving,” I finish,
starting to cry once more.
Ryan
smiles at me again. He leans over and reaches his hand up to my face, softly
wiping the tears from my cheek. He does the same with the other cheek then
gently holds my face as he leans in. Ryan places his soft lips on mine and
kisses me. He is delicate at first, slowly using his warm tongue to part my
lips and then gently caressing my tongue with his. I start to kiss Ryan back,
once the initial shock of what is happening begins to wear off.
Our
tongues are entwined and moving in rhythm together. His lips press harder into
mine and our kiss becomes deeper and harder. The intensity between us grows,
and I reach up to Ryan’s face, trying to pull him closer into me. The passion
we felt when we kissed before doesn’t compare to what is flowing between us
right now. Ryan slowly pulls his face away, gently biting my lip as he does.
“Damn,
girl,” he says softly, taking my hands in his and lightly pulling them off his
face.
We are
standing there, and I’m still in a state of shock about what’s happening. Ryan
just admitted that he’s in love with me and we kissed. It was as passionate as
the kiss we shared in class, but this time, it is real —it’s us. I smile
at him shyly.
“What?”
Ryan asks, noticing the perplexed look on my face.
“It’s
just crazy. This is crazy,” I reply.
Ryan
laughs. “The only things crazy about it is that we waited so long.”
He
places his hands on the back of my head and pulls me closer to him, this time
with more fervor. His lips drive into mine and my hands find their way around
his back and settle on his firm ass. As Ryan’s tongue probes mine and our kiss
becomes deeper, I find myself pulling him closer into me until I can feel his
erection prodding against my thigh. The surprise of this all happening and
arousal it’s making me feel are intoxicating.
We are
still entangled in a kiss, our mouths opening and closing around each other as
I tongues continue to dance. Ryan moves his hands slowly down the back of my
neck and pulls the flannel shirt I have on down over my shoulders. Not wanting
to break our embrace, he slides the straps of my tank top down, exposing my breasts.
Ryan cups them in his warm hands and begins to caress me. A soft moan escapes
my mouth and flows into his. Sensing my pleasure, he continues to massage my
breasts and suddenly tweaks my nipple with his fingers. I jump a little from
the sensation and force my mouth closer into his, pressing my hips against him
as I do.
Again,
he releases his mouth from mine, sucking my lip as he pulls away. Ryan looks
into my eyes and I see something new in his crystal blues—hunger and desire. He
holds my
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