Page 37 of Surprised By Her

Imagining Ryan on top of me was absolutely what I wanted as well.

“Yes,” I said, and then squealed as she rose to her feet and clasped me to her body at the same time. She turned and laid me gently on the bed.

“I should probably be offended at how easy it is for you to pick me up, but I really like it,” I said as she pulled off her joggers and balled them up to be thrown to the other side of the room.

“You played basketball, didn’t you?” I said, working my pants down my legs.

Ryan rolled her eyes and crawled onto the bed to lay next to me.

“Yes, I did,” she said, her finger tracing down my stomach and stopping just short of my underwear.

“That’s hot,” I said. “Were you any good?”

“I’ll show you pictures of my trophies later,” she said. “Right now I want to know what you want.”

“You. Naked,” I said, hooking my finger in the front of her underwear and starting to pull.

“That’s a given, cupcake,” she said. “Anything specific?”

“This isn’t my first time, Ryan,” I said.

She smiled and stroked a finger along my side, making me shiver.

“I know, but I think it’s best before we go any further to set boundaries and expectations,” she said.

“Oh,” I said. “That makes sense.”

When it came to sex, I’d always just kind of gone with it. Sometimes it had been good, sometimes it had been bad, but I’d never really had a conversation like this with a partner.

“Do you have anything you don’t want me to do?” she asked.

“I can’t think when you’re doing that,” I said as she circled my nipple. “I mean… I don’t know. I’ve never really thought about it before.”

“How about this: if I do something you don’t like, you can just say ‘stop.’ If you want me to slow down, you can tell me to pause, or that you need a break,” she said.

“Sounds fair. Is there anything you don’t want?” I asked.

“I can get ticklish sometimes, so if I start laughing, that’s probably it. I’m not laughing at you. I’m pretty open about everything, but for now let’s just explore and see where it leads us,” she said, leaning in and kissing my neck.

“No hickies please,” I gasped. I absolutely didn’t want to go home and have to explain them to my parents. Sometimes it was like being a teenager again living in my house.

Ryan laughed softly as she straddled me.

“Why are you still wearing these?” I asked, yanking, again, on her underwear.

“We’ll take them off at the same time,” she said, rolling onto her back. In moments, we were both completely naked and I barely knew what to touch first. I reached for her, but she held up a hand.

“One second,” she said, rolling over and giving me a delicious shot of her back and rounded ass as she reached into her bedside table.

“I’ve got a couple different kinds of lube, and lots of toys and other things if you want,” she said.

“You’re so accommodating,” I said. “That’s really hot.”

“Is it?” she asked, sliding on top of me. Her arms flexed as she held herself above me.

“You’re beautiful, Everly,” she said. “Fuck, I love a woman wearing glasses and nothing else.”

“Bad eyesight makes Ryan horny, noted,” I said, and she laughed.

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