65. God Made Abs

**Emara Stone**

“Should I tell or.. Show you?”
A daring choice he left on a girl who doesn’t even know 13’s table.
I feel his leg sliding above mine, pulses bang inside my body as we entangle slowly. As if I am slowly going to the point of never returning of the things he is doing to me.
“Let’s play a game.” Ryan’s lips hover over my neck. I release a trembling sigh as suddenly the mood changes of the evil Prince into something eviler.
“I will guess a thing or two about you, and if it is true.. I’ll get what I want. And if it is not true, you will get what you want.”
It sounds like gambling. Something he is fantastic at.
“I’ll start first.” And his hand resumes its exploration. My toes curl up with shivers as he his rough palm grazes over my inner thighs slowly, back and forth.
“You have never kissed anyone, other than me.” Ryan’s lips scrap against my shoulder in a lazy caress. I press my thighs together and he instantly pushes his knee in between, blocking my legs to join.
“Don’t. I like them open.” His voice rough against my ear.
Everyone warned me about Ryan and his evil ways. Ana said he is using me for his kinks, while my brother plainly hates him for what he is.
*A playboy.*
And right now, his primary concern is my legs. Spreading them. Keeping them open for him. As per his likes.
Ryan curve his other hand around me and strokes the top of my breast with a massage. His fingers circle around my peaked nipples and a cry pulls out of me as he pinches them. “You like it rough.. Or the idea of rough.” He whispers into my skin.
My nipples tense with his touch, and I bite onto my moans quietly. I couldn’t speak against his words as he reads me like a book. Doing all the things I once fantasied.
His fingers breach the security band of my shorts and trespass into the arena where no Prince is allowed by my noble father. I pant with my open mouth as he caresses my hidden treasure through the smooth cotton of my panties.
I shudder every time he strokes my pussy, putting pressure on that peaky spot while he rubs me in a circular motion. My sex feels hot and humid, and I know he can perfectly feel me, my swollen lips and the bump of my little clit through the thin fabric.
*Oh god!*
“It feels amazing to have someone else touch you down here. Someone who knows what he is doing. Someone you have fantasied all these years. He is touching your pussy.”
My legs quiver at his words and I breathe hot and shallow. I couldn’t think of anything beyond Ryan and his fingers. I don’t know my age, my gender, or even the name of exam I have tomorrow.
My hips twist as I feel him hot and hard behind me, rubbing against my ass in delicious, slow circles. “My next guess is..” Ryan taps his finger on my throbbing clit above panties and sultrily whispers, “You are wet down here.”
A shudder of thrill passes through me as he slides my panties inline and dips his curious finger inside the dark hole of my universe. I close my eyes as he groans against my skin and pushes his finger deeper inside of me.
“So wet.” I feel him smirk against my skin while he moves his finger inside me, lubricating it with my juices, then sliding out and thrusting in harder.
I let out a moan as he shove in his second finger, filling me so much I couldn’t breathe, and couldn’t think of anything other than him. I want Ryan. Every inch of him.
“You like dangerous guys.”
His lips trace my ear along with his teeth as he snarls hotly, “You like bad boys who are adventurous, take risks and don’t care if your dad or brother are in the next room while he fucks you.. Deep and hard.”
A groan percolates through my body like a high volt current. Just the thought of it makes me squirm and moan his name.
The invisible bond holds me back against his chest while he pulls out his fingers coated with my juice and pushes it farther deep inside, somewhere only he can reach.
Ryan’s hands on my body, in a desperate action somehow pleasures me into thinking how much I wanted him. I watched him for a year from far, secretly hoping if I could smell him, touch him, kiss him, and now he is so close that I can tick mark all of those things I once put it on my bucket list.
I want him to do everything to me that he possibly imagined in all the dirty ways. *Maybe that’s my kink…*
. . .
I open my eyes, and what I see in front of me is a man. Ryan is all muscles, all hard bones, all man.
Ryan’s eyes are like molten gold, and my skin burns wherever his hot gaze falls. But the way our eyes meet, the way they darken and the way he smiles at me, I know he is excited for what is about to come.
*They say he is evil.*
Once Ryan set his mind on to something, even demons come on earth to get that thing for him. But right now, he is here himself to take it.
I gulp loudly. The room is so silent that I can actually hear Ryan removing his clothes, buttons by buttons, and zip by zip. My cheeks burn with shame, blush, and blood as I watch him undress for me.
Cool air touch my naked skin and I shiver in response as Ryan removes the last piece of his attire and discards it on the floor, where they join my clothes.
My heart thumps loudly as I stare at his muscular shoulders that look like mountains, his biceps with pulsing veins and those God made abs.
My gaze lowers down, not because of gravity, but coz I want to see him. Thick, proud, long, and I wonder how did he fold it in his pants or worse, how will it fit inside of me?
*But we already did it once, right?*
Fear pulsates through my veins as he takes my thighs and spreads them wider than I ever did. For a second I thought he was checking if I can do a split or not.
His thighs touch mine and I shiver at the intimate touch of flesh-to-flesh. A Prince charming smile surfaces on his face as he watches me squirm helplessly.
“Shhh..” Ryan hushes me with a finger as he traces circles on my trembling belly while my legs are still wide open for him. I never felt so exposed, so vulnerable at someone’s mercy.
I close my eyes and feel his fingers drawing on my navel, abdomen, traveling south to my open, unshield sex. I gasp as his fingers stroke my clit, touch the line of my lips, spread them wide and *gasp*
My eyes instantly open as I feel something hard and fleshy opening my lips. I look down and see his angry, hard cock arched like a missile over the open channel of my vagina.
“Oh, I forgot to tell you..” I look up at my knight, something dark percolates in his eyes as he says, “We didn’t have sex that night.”
*What?*
And with a devilish smirk, he thrust in me.