Page 12 of Caffeine & Chaos

“Well Mr. McKellen, you have succeeded in impressing me. And if you let me eat all of those, you pretty much have a free pass for the rest of the day,” she said contentedly, although she wasn’t sure she wanted to know how he knew about the Swiss Rolls. What other information had his people managed to drudge up?

“Perfect.” Ryan stepped around the table. “Please, join me for lunch, Ms. Moore. I’d pull out your chair, but well, it’s a picnic table so... Let’s pretend I did.” Ryan waited for Nadia to sit down before taking a seat across from her. The area underneath the picnic table was tight and their knees had to intertwine to accommodate his long legs. Not that she was complaining.

“I can’t believe I am sitting here, enjoying a mostly gourmet meal, on a quaint little island, with a devilishly handsome man, in my jogging clothes.” Nadia dug into the sushi and crab cakes. She wasn’t one of those girls who felt self-conscious eating in front of men, but she did stop herself from starting with the Little Debbie Swiss Rolls.

Ryan leaned in, his voice taking on a sultry undertone as he spoke, “I, for one, don’t mind at all. Those tights, they hug you in all the right places, and the material? It’s very pliable. Makes everything... accessible,” he murmured, his knee pressing gently against hers under the table, once again sending a thrill through her.

“Sure, but I can’t get a suntan in pants,” Nadia quipped back, trying to cool the situation. She finished her crab cake and picked up one of the Swiss Rolls. Ryan reached over for one and she swatted his hand away. “You want that free pass, don’t you?”

Ryan retracted his hand and rested his elbows on the table, apparently content to just watch her. “Absolutely I do.”

Nadia polished off the last Swiss Roll and washed it down with a sip of champagne. “Something seems so wrong about combining Little Debbie cakes with champagne worth over twenty grand.” Ryan lifted an inquisitive eyebrow at her. “Surely your people must have informed you that I come from a rather wealthy family. I know my wines.”

“Then you should have been more delicate with me when you so carelessly caused me to drop my glass on the Pelican Skipper. That champagne was worth a lot more. Not that I’m complaining about your methods.”

Nadia returned his smile and stood up to stretch her limbs. She was looking over at the old lighthouse when Ryan came from behind and slipped his hands around her waist.

“Do you wanna go up to the observation deck? I was able to persuade the Parkies to give me the key,” he said, brushing his lips across her neck.

“Yeah. I bet the view from up there is even better.”

Ryan unfurled himself from her and they headed down the path towards the lighthouse. He had a confident swagger to his stride and Nadia admired the view as he walked in front of her.

Inside, the spiral staircase up to the lantern room was close to the entry way, making the interior of the lighthouse feel cramped. Despite being sparsely furnished, Nadia imagined it would be crowded in there on a busy day at the park. Just as she was about to ascend the staircase, Ryan grabbed her hand and whirled her around, kissing her fiercely.

Their lips twisted together and smacked loudly as they hungrily licked and probed the sweetness of each other’s mouths. Ryan pinned her against the wall, the cool brick slapping against her skin. She clawed at his shirt, ripping it up over his back and pulling it over his head, earning a savage smile from him as she tossed it aside.

His body was a marvel of Mother Nature’s engineering. He reminded her of one of those sculptures of the Greek wrestlers she had seen in museums, hard lines and bulges in all the right places. Nadia ran her hands over his chest, stomach, and back, memorizing every dip and valley.

Ryan kissed and licked along her neckline and circled his tongue around the shell of her ear. “God you are sexy,” he whispered.

Nadia pushed away from him momentarily to pull off her sports bra and top. Desire pulsed through her veins like a symphony, demanding she feel him inside of her. He pressed his bare chest against her; his skin was fiery hot and silky smooth. He scooped one of her breasts in his hand and bit down into her neck, sending bolts of electricity down her spine.

“Uuunnnggg” a loud moan escaped Nadia’s throat and she instinctively dug her nails into his back. She was in complete ecstasy in his arms. He was her heroin, and she would stop at nothing to get her fix. Ryan rolled her sensitive nipple between his fingers while he licked and suckled his way down her neck to her chest. He grabbed her commandingly by the waist and lowered her down onto the stairs.

“I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone,” Nadia said, looking into his eyes, begging him to take her.

Ryan pounced on her and reclaimed her breast with his mouth. As he caressed her nipple with his tongue, he slid his other hand down her waist into her pants, placing his fingertips against the moist center of her, rubbing her swollen flesh in small circles. Nadia quivered at his touch, her body pulsating with every stroke.

Ryan kissed his way down her waist and slipped his other hand into the rim of her jogging tights. He looked up at her intensely, waiting for a silent answer, before he slid her pants down over her thighs and pulled them off her feet. He raked his gaze over her naked body while gliding his hands over her thighs and gently spreading her legs. He firmly slapped her inner thigh with the palm of his hand before settling his head between her legs.

As Ryan gently blew on her sex and traced his tongue along the crease of her leg and hip, the room began to spin. Nadia gripped the iron railing and heaved in agonizing gasps, unsure of whether she would be able to hold off long enough to even feel him take her in his mouth. He teased his tongue along her cleft, flicking it against her pulsating flesh. As he circled, lapped, and licked at her Nadia brazenly raised her hips up towards his exquisite mouth, her body demanding satisfaction.

Without taking his mouth off her Ryan slid his finger inside her and pulled it towards himself in a steady, pulsating rhythm. Nadia shivered and writhed against the stairs as he brought her ever closer to an explosive, blinding release. He was perfect, this was perfect, they were perfect.

“Yes, yes, oh god yes. Don’t stop.” Nadia was on the threshold of climaxing.

Ryan slowed down and blew against her skin again. “Tell me how badly you want it.”

“Oh please, please, Ryan, don’t stop.” Nadia begged and thrust her hips higher up trying to press herself into his mouth.

“Only me, Nadia. From now on, your body is only for me. Say it.” When she didn’t respond right away, he lightly slapped her achingly sensitive flesh.

“Only you. Only you forever.”

Ryan thrust his fingers deep inside her and sucked her into his mouth, flicking his tongue wildly. Nadia bucked and clenched in an eruption of glorious passion, her desire spilling over like a cascading waterfall. He clamped his hands around her thighs and continued to torment her, working her until she came again with a final shattering release. He eased her down onto the stairs kissing her thighs lovingly, as she whimpered in ecstasy.

She lifted Ryan’s face to hers and kissed him gratefully, tasting herself on his lips. “Take me, Ryan,” she begged, “I need to feel you inside me.” Nadia rocked her hips, rubbing her slickness over his jeans, along his rigid length.

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