I’d barely closed the front door of my condo behind us before Ryan pushed me against the wall, kissing me while his hands went under my shirt. His mouth was hot and wet against my own. God, I wanted him and I hated myself for it. Hadn’t I just spent the better part of the evening complaining to Clay about how Ryan was making me crazy and now all I could think about was f*****g him?
Ryan and I did eventually make it to the bedroom, where we got undressed with lightning speed. He immediately rolled onto his belly and offered his ass to me. As much as I enjoyed Ryan and his sweet ass, I found his presentation a little disappointing. Maybe the only kind of s*x he was accustomed to was the kind where he was face-down and ass-up while his partner pounded him like a jackhammer. Sure, jackhammer
