mouth pressed against mine and his hands on my ass. He lifts me up onto the gleaming countertops and moves his hands over my chest, unhooking my bra and lifting my shirt over my head. I’m topless, on a cold marble countertop, in a stranger’s house with the hottest guy I’ve ever seen.
He kisses my neck and breathes into my ear as he nibbles at it. “I’ve been wanting to fuck you since you opened your hotel door,” he says. “You’re my kryptonite.”
His mouth finds mine again and our tongues twist together. I feel an urging between my thighs. I want him inside of me.
My fingers fumble at the button on his jeans, and I only just manage to unzip his pants as his mouth closes around one of my nipples. I feel a surge of electricity connecting my tits to my pussy and I call out in pleasure.
Ryan stumbles out of his jeans and pulls down his boxers. He gets my pants off of my body and I wrap my legs around him.
“Do you have a condom?” I ask him.
“Are you on birth control?” he replies.
“Yes,” I say. I have a fleeting thought that I might have missed a pill due to the time zone difference, but I’m so wet for him I don’t care.
All I want is him, inside of me, filling me up.
“Good,” he breathes, kissing me fully and slipping inside of me.
Feeling his hard, long cock unsheathed is more than I can take.
Three thrusts and I’m done, his hands in my hair and both of us coming at the same time.
CHAPTER TEN
RYAN
“I like flat hunting,” I say to Hayley as we both get dressed.
She smiles at me, looking embarrassed. “We really shouldn’t have done that.”
I step closer to her and tip her face up towards mine. “And why not?” I kiss her rosebud lips again and I feel her shiver.
“Because…because…” Her words fade as my tongue finds hers. “This isn’t professional.”
I laugh. “You think I give two fucks about professional?”
She shakes her head. “Yesterday you couldn’t get away from me fast enough. Now you just jumped me in this random kitchen.”
I run my fingers through her hair. “You’re irresistible, Hayley Childs. I can’t help myself when I’m around you.”
And that’s the dead honest truth.
She sighs and pulls her pants back on. “So, are you getting this flat?”
I look around. “I think so.” I clap my hands together. “Dinner? Ivan’s paying, remember.”
An hour later, we’re ensconced in a booth at London’s hottest new burger restaurant.
Hayley’s eyes go wide while she looks at the menu. “This is so expensive. Thirty pounds for a burger ?”
I take the menu from her and shut it. “Stop looking at prices and let me order. This place is the best in the city.”
She looks around at the bustling restaurant. The walls are painted black, and orange Edison bulb lights glow overhead. It’s packed to the gills with young people like us.
“I’m just happy we got a table,” I say. “I mean, I had to call in some favors to get it done, but whatever it takes, right?”
Hayley looks at me in awe. “You are hot and then cold and then hot again, Ryan. I just can’t understand you.”
I clear my throat. “Let’s just focus on right now. Us. Here.” I lean closer. “Ask me questions for your little story, Hayley.”
She blushes and fumbles in her purse for a pen and paper. “Tell me about how you started playing soccer. Sorry, I mean football.”
“My mum loved it. She bought me a ball when I was three years old. I used to kick it against the wall of our council house until she’d tell me to stop. I’ve been hooked ever since.”
Hayley nods and scribbles on the paper, her tongue poking out of her perfect mouth. “Do you think the odds are good for you winning the summer tournaments?”
“Of course they are. I’m Ryan fucking Mackenzie. I didn’t come down here to play around. I came down here to win.”
Hayley nods again but doesn’t take any notes. She’s staring at me.
“What?” I ask her. “Do I have
He kisses my neck and breathes into my ear as he nibbles at it. “I’ve been wanting to fuck you since you opened your hotel door,” he says. “You’re my kryptonite.”
His mouth finds mine again and our tongues twist together. I feel an urging between my thighs. I want him inside of me.
My fingers fumble at the button on his jeans, and I only just manage to unzip his pants as his mouth closes around one of my nipples. I feel a surge of electricity connecting my tits to my pussy and I call out in pleasure.
Ryan stumbles out of his jeans and pulls down his boxers. He gets my pants off of my body and I wrap my legs around him.
“Do you have a condom?” I ask him.
“Are you on birth control?” he replies.
“Yes,” I say. I have a fleeting thought that I might have missed a pill due to the time zone difference, but I’m so wet for him I don’t care.
All I want is him, inside of me, filling me up.
“Good,” he breathes, kissing me fully and slipping inside of me.
Feeling his hard, long cock unsheathed is more than I can take.
Three thrusts and I’m done, his hands in my hair and both of us coming at the same time.
CHAPTER TEN
RYAN
“I like flat hunting,” I say to Hayley as we both get dressed.
She smiles at me, looking embarrassed. “We really shouldn’t have done that.”
I step closer to her and tip her face up towards mine. “And why not?” I kiss her rosebud lips again and I feel her shiver.
“Because…because…” Her words fade as my tongue finds hers. “This isn’t professional.”
I laugh. “You think I give two fucks about professional?”
She shakes her head. “Yesterday you couldn’t get away from me fast enough. Now you just jumped me in this random kitchen.”
I run my fingers through her hair. “You’re irresistible, Hayley Childs. I can’t help myself when I’m around you.”
And that’s the dead honest truth.
She sighs and pulls her pants back on. “So, are you getting this flat?”
I look around. “I think so.” I clap my hands together. “Dinner? Ivan’s paying, remember.”
An hour later, we’re ensconced in a booth at London’s hottest new burger restaurant.
Hayley’s eyes go wide while she looks at the menu. “This is so expensive. Thirty pounds for a burger ?”
I take the menu from her and shut it. “Stop looking at prices and let me order. This place is the best in the city.”
She looks around at the bustling restaurant. The walls are painted black, and orange Edison bulb lights glow overhead. It’s packed to the gills with young people like us.
“I’m just happy we got a table,” I say. “I mean, I had to call in some favors to get it done, but whatever it takes, right?”
Hayley looks at me in awe. “You are hot and then cold and then hot again, Ryan. I just can’t understand you.”
I clear my throat. “Let’s just focus on right now. Us. Here.” I lean closer. “Ask me questions for your little story, Hayley.”
She blushes and fumbles in her purse for a pen and paper. “Tell me about how you started playing soccer. Sorry, I mean football.”
“My mum loved it. She bought me a ball when I was three years old. I used to kick it against the wall of our council house until she’d tell me to stop. I’ve been hooked ever since.”
Hayley nods and scribbles on the paper, her tongue poking out of her perfect mouth. “Do you think the odds are good for you winning the summer tournaments?”
“Of course they are. I’m Ryan fucking Mackenzie. I didn’t come down here to play around. I came down here to win.”
Hayley nods again but doesn’t take any notes. She’s staring at me.
“What?” I ask her. “Do I have
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