Chapter 7

SEVEN

Maple

I press myself 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.

I reach for his boxers and pull them down, my mouth dropping open when I see how big he is. My fingers wrap around it or try to.

"You're way bigger than any of my toys," I tell him, and he grunts, his cock jerking in my hold.

"Need you to stop talking if you want me to last," he tells me and I smirk.

"You don't want to hear about all of the toys that I have at home?" I ask him innocently, and his eyes screw shut tight.

"Maple," he groans, and my smirk widens.

"Want to know what my favorite one is?" I ask as I start to stroke his cock with my hand.

I lean forward, stealing a taste of him, and he shouts out a curse as my mouth wraps around the tip of him. The muscles in his thighs and stomach tense, and a rush zips through me as I notice the effect that I have on him.

"I have this lingerie set," I tell him as I let his cock out of my mouth with a pop.

He's breathing hard, his eyes heavy-lidded as he looks down at me.

"It's white with little cherries all over it. The material is sheer, so it doesn't really leave much to the imagination," I tell him, and he swallows hard. "I think that you would like it."

He nods, his chest rising and falling quicker as I jerk him off faster.

"Oh! Or I have this maid outfit. It has this cute little lace collar and knee-high stockings. I look pretty hot in that and my black high heels."

"Maple, fuck," he grits out, his dick swelling in my hand.

"I thought that I could be it for Halloween since I haven't bought a costume yet."

He groans, his head falling back on the bed, and I lean forward, licking a path up the underside of his cock. His hips jerk, and so I do it again before I wrap my lips around him and start to suck in time with my hand.

It doesn't take long, and then he's pulsing on my tongue. I swallow down his release, loving the salty taste.

I pull back, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand as he stares down at me.

"Fuck," he whispers, and I smirk at him.

"Whenever you're ready," I tell him, and he lunges for me, grabbing me and rolling me under him on the bed.

"Do you really have a maid costume?" He asks me, and I laugh.

"Uh-huh. I have two whole drawers of lingerie. I'll have to show you sometime."

"Yes," he agrees, and I can feel his cock hardening between us again already.

"Tell me about these toys," he orders as he starts to kiss down my neck.

"Well, I have the usual ones. Small vibrators, one that looks like a rose. Then there's just stuff that I was interested in trying."

"Like what?" He asks against my skin.

I feel his fingers slip underneath me, and a moment later, my bra loosens, the straps slipping down my arms as he pulls it off.

"Nipple clamps. Butt plugs. Um…" I trail off as his hands cup my breasts.

I'm distracted by his mouth and talented fingers, my sentence hanging in the air between us. I can feel his warm breath, and I arch in his hold, offering him more of me— all of me.

"We can play with all of that next time," he says, and I nod.

His lips wrap around one of my nipples, and I cry out as his tongue flicks over the sensitive peak. His fingers pinch my other nipple, and I cry out again, heat blazing through me. His teeth graze over my breast, and I shiver, my breath coming in short pants as he has his way with me. He switches breasts, and I arch against him, loving the feel of his skin on mine.

When his hands smooth down my sides, I look down at him and see him give me a devilish smirk as he starts to kiss his way down my body. His fingers hook in my thong, and he turns it down my legs, tossing it to the side before his hands wrap around my thighs, and he pulls my legs apart, spreading me wide.

He kneels between my legs, his eyes roaming over me, and while I would normally feel self-conscious, with Ryder, I just feel wanted and confident.

His shoulder nudges my thighs wider apart as he settles between them, and I hold my breath as he leans forward and buries his face between my legs.

"Ryder! Fuck!" I shout as his tongue finds my clit and starts to move over the little bundle of nerves.

My thighs snap shut around his head, and he moans as he licks me. I'm a trembling ball of need under him, powerless to do anything except let him have his way with me.

One thick finger rims my opening and then slowly starts to push into my tight channel, and I moan so loud that I'm pretty sure his neighbors hear me.

"Goddamn, Maple," he grits out.

My fingers twist in his sheets, and I hold on as his lips tease my clit and his finger moves in and out of me.

"Is this what you do with your toys?" He asks me, and I can only cry out his name as my orgasm starts to grow inside of me.

He adds another finger, and the sharp sting of pain sends me over the edge. I half scream, half sob his name as I come, and he licks up all of my release.

"Ryder," I mumble as I come back to Earth, and he prowls up my body.

"Mine," he growls, his lips claiming mine, and I wrap my arms around his neck, clinging to him.

His cock brushes against my drenched folds, and we both tense and look down as he nudges my opening. We watch together as he takes me, sinking one inch and then two inside of me.

"Ryder," I moan as he hits my virginity, and he says my name like a curse as he pops my cherry and claims me fully.

"So goddamn perfect," he groans as he bottoms out inside of me, and I nod, my nails biting into his arms as I hold onto him.

"Wrap those legs around me, Maple," he orders, and I do as he commands.

He starts to move then, and we both seem to be holding our breaths as he pulls out slowly and then sinks back into me just as slowly.

"Fuck, you're so tight and wet. The best damn thing that I've ever felt," he tells me, and I feel myself grow wetter at his dirty words.

I feel so full as he bottoms out inside of me again, and I swallow hard, my hips moving restlessly against his.

"Are you ready for more?" He asks.

"God, yes."

He grins down at me before he braces his arms on either side of my head and starts to pick up his pace. My hips rise, meeting each of his thrusts, and I cry out as the base of his cock presses against my clit.

"So…good," I say in between thrusts, and he grunts in agreement, his hand gripping my thighs and holding my leg in place as he starts to pound into me.

I can tell that I'm close again, and when he leans down, sucking one of my nipples into his mouth, I start to come.

"Fuck!" I cry out, my pussy clamping down around his length.

He curses against my skin, and a moment later, I feel him start to come inside of me.

"Shit," he says, rolling to the side before he can crush me.

He takes me with him, and I wind up sprawled across his chest, his cock still buried in me as we both try to catch our breaths.

He reaches up, his hands gentle as he pushes some of my hair away from my face.

"You good?" He asks me, and I giggle.

He frowns, and that just makes me laugh harder.

"So romantic," I tease him and he actually blushes.

"Sorry, I… was that alright for you?"

"Uh-huh," I assure him, still giggling.

I can feel his cock start to harden inside of me, and I raise an eyebrow as I stare down at him.

He shrugs, and I smile.

"Would you like to go to my place so I can show you my collection?" I ask him, and his hands grip my hips.

"Collection, huh? Yeah, that I have to see."

We grin at each other for a moment, and his hands slide down to my butt. He cups the smooth globes, giving me a squeeze, and my body reacts.

"Okay, we'll go… in a minute. There's something that I want to try first," I tell him, and he grins.

"Yeah? What's that?"

He listens attentively as I tell him exactly what I want him to do to me.

We don't make it to my place until much, much later.