Page 18 of A Very Grumpy Halloween

“Alright,” she agrees cheekily, and my cock presses hard against the zipper of my jeans as I stare down at her.

SEVEN

Maple

I pressmyself closer to Ryder, loving the feel of his body against mine, of his erection pressing into the soft curve of my stomach.

My confidence flares inside of me, and I trail my fingers down his chest as I lean into him more.

“Want to show me where your bedroom is?” I whisper up at him huskily, and he nods.

A second later, I’m over his shoulder, and I laugh as Ryder takes off down the hallway to his bedroom. I try to take in his house a little more as we go, and I realize that there’s not much to look at. There aren’t many decorations or personal touches. It hits me that there’s not even a pumpkin or anything fall or Halloween-related in sight.

He hasn’t brought up the Halloween party,I think, as we head into his room. My stomach sinks, but I try to push away that thought as Ryder sets me down next to the bed.

“So, this is your room,” I say, looking around at the giant king-size bed and dark blue comforter.

His room is like the rest of the house. It’s bare, with just the essentials.

“When did you move in?” I ask him, and he blinks at the change of subject.

“Like a year and a half ago,” he says gruffly, and I nod.

“Are you a minimalist or something?” I ask, and he frowns, looking around his room.

“No, why?”

“Never mind.”

I step into him, my body heating as I look up into his dark eyes and see nothing but lust in them. He wants me, and that’s a heady feeling.

My fingers trail down his chest until I reach the bottom of his shirt, and I smirk at him as I start to tug it up. He takes over once I get to mid-chest, and I step back, taking him in. His gorgeous, tanned skin was on full display. He has muscles that I didn’t even know existed, and my mouth waters as I take in the v that leads down to his cock.

My hands reach for his jeans, wanting to see all of him, and he unsnaps the button and pushes them down for me.

“Your turn,” he says, his voice low and filled with heat and longing.

I pull my shirt over my head, revealing the lacy bra that I picked out this morning. I push my yoga pants down and kick them to the side, then look at him. His eyes are locked on me, and I shiver when he licks his lips.

“We should have gone to my place. I have so much lingerie there,” I whisper, and his eyes snap to mine.

“I want to see you in all of it, but you could be wearing a trash bag and still be every man’s fantasy.”

His eyes trail over my curves, and I believe him. He’s looking at me like I’m the best thing that he’s ever seen in his life. I stand up a little straighter as I step closer to him, then my hands are on his chest, and I push him backward.

He blinks, his arms shooting out in surprise as he falls back onto the bed, and I giggle as I step between his legs. His black boxers are tight across his thick thighs, and I can see the bulge of his cock.

My hands trail up his thighs, and I see him tense as I reach the edge of his boxers.

“I haven’t ever…” I start, and he nods.

“Me either,” he admits, and I smile slightly.

I’m not surprised that Ryder is a virgin, too. He might be smoking hot, but he doesn’t seem to love people that much. When he admitted that he had never been on a date before either, I figured that he was just as inexperienced as I was in all things romantic.

“I like that I’ll be your first,” I whisper as I drop to my knees, and his eyes widen.

“Only,” he murmurs, and I want to ask him about that, but his hips shift, and my eyes are drawn to his cock.

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