Chapter 8

Ryder

We agree on a time and place, and I can hardly contain my excitement. As I enter the theater, I spot her immediately, standing by the concession stand, her body sculpted to perfection in a free-flowing red dress. She flashes me a knowing smile.

"Ryder," she purrs, extending her hand. "It’s nice to see you."

"Likewise," I reply, taking her hand in mine. We chat briefly, our conversation flowing easily like it seems to always do.

"Shall we find our seats?" I suggest, leading her towards the back row of the dimly lit theater. The anticipation builds within me, making my palms sweat and my pulse race.

"Perfect choice," she whispers, her breath hot and enticing against my ear. I can feel the eyes of the other moviegoers on us, but it only adds to the thrill.

As the movie begins, we exchange daring glances, our chemistry is off the charts tonight. My mind races with thoughts of what I could do to this little vixen in red.

"Jayden?" I ask quietly, my voice barely audible above the sound of the movie.

"Ryder, I need you," she replies, her eyes flickering with desire.

In unison, we start exploring each other's bodies, our hands roaming freely under the cover of darkness. The soft moans that escape her lips only serve to intensify my own arousal, fueling my need to dominate and submit in equal measure.

"God, I need you too, Jayden," I whisper to her, feeling a surge of adrenaline course through me as we push the boundaries of our comfort zones.

"Nothing's stopping us," she teases, her fingers dancing across my thighs.

As the lights dim and the movie starts, Jayden's wicked smile gives me all the approval that’s needed to take the next hour and half to new heights. She leans in close, her breath hot against my ear, whispering, "It's showtime."

With that, she gracefully lowers herself onto the ground, positioning herself between my legs as I sit in the back row chair. My heart feels like it’s pounding so hard that it’s going to rip the buttons off my dress shirt.

"Relax," she whispers softly and gazes up at me. "I'll take care of you."

I watch as Jayden's head descends and unzips my dark dress slacks to pull out my hard cock. She teases my erect shaft with her tongue, licking gently around the head before taking me fully into her mouth. Every nerve ending in my body comes alive as she moves ever so deliberately along my length.

Her hand cupping and massaging my balls as she takes me deeper, I feel the warmth of her mouth enveloping me. Losing myself in the pleasure, I grip the armrests on either side of me tightly, struggling to maintain control while she expertly draws me closer and closer to the edge.

"God, Jayden," I gasp quietly, my voice barely audible above the movie's soundtrack.

Her piercing gaze never leaves mine as she continues to work her mouth and hand in tandem along my throbbing member, her other hand expertly pulling my ball sack downward just enough to intensify the pleasure coursing through me. As I finally reach my climax, she continues to hold my gaze - eyes locked and unwavering - swallowing every last drop as it erupts from me before slowly rising back up to her feet.

It takes a moment for my breathing to come down. "Take your time," she purrs, playing with my hair.

As soon as I do, I move between her legs and lower my head to hide under her dress and between her thighs.

I savor every moment, tracing tantalizing circles around her clit with my tongue as I explore her wet folds. The scent of her arousal fills the air as I become more aggressive with my movements. Each sound of her soft moans and involuntary quivers only spurs me on further. Meanwhile, the movie continues playing in the background, masking our forbidden encounters.

"Please, Ryder," she pleads breathlessly under her breath. "Don't make me wait any longer."

"Patience, my dear," I murmur against her swollen flesh before finally granting her the release she craves. I plunge two fingers inside her as my tongue dances around her sensitive nub.

A shudder of ecstasy ripples through Jayden's body as she climaxes, her muscles tightening around my fingers. I continue to pleasure her, drawing out her orgasm and intensifying her satisfaction. The taste of her on my lips serves to reignite the fire within me.

While she comes down from her high, my arousal returns with vigor, as I cover my shaft in latex. After a minute to let Jayden catch her breath, I carefully ease her onto my lap, making sure she is facing the movie screen. She lets out a sharp intake of breath as I slowly enter my thickness balls deep inside her, and I am captivated by the sensation of her welcoming warmth wrapping me.

"Are you enjoying the movie?" I whisper gently into her ear while maintaining a secure hold on her hips. Jayden eagerly nods her head, as she remains forward facing and mesmerized by the screen.

"Very much," she whispers back, her voice quivering ever so slightly due to our close contact.

I maintain this position for some time, relishing the excitement of being exposed yet concealed. With one hand gripping her hip and the other hidden under her dress steadily tracing circles around her sensitive nub, I become entranced by the feeling of her body responding to mine, and my arousal reaches new heights. The combination of pleasure and risk is an elixir I can't help but indulge in. The possibility of being discovered only amplifies our passion.

Jayden tilts her head backward to rest against my shoulder, her warm breath grazing my neck, and I sense her heart rate accelerating beneath my touch. As the film continues to unfold before us, we delve deeper into each other's bodies - teasing, yearning for more with every sensual movement.

Ryder... I..." Jayden stammers, her voice barely audible above the sound of the movie.

"Shh," I soothe, my fingers never faltering in their rhythm. "Just let it happen." I continue caressing her sensitive spots with an expert ease that leaves her writhing in my lap. Her breath hitches as my other hand cups her breast, my fingers gently tweaking her nipple, eliciting a moan from her. Our bodies are pressed together, our skin touching, our breath mingling as the movie screams on in the background.

"Oh, Ryder, I'm so close," she cries out, her hips bucking wildly against my hand, seeking the release that's just beyond her reach. My thumb presses against her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure radiating through her.

As the movie reaches its climax, I can feel our own crescendo building. Jayden's hips are flush against mine, and I grip them tightly as I grind my dick into her pussy. My fingers work fiercely on her clit, in sync with our deepening breaths.

"Are you still close?" I whisper into her ear, feeling her shudder at the sound of my voice.

"Yes," she moans softly.

"Let go," I urge as my own pleasure threatens to overtake me.

I thrust harder, my dick sliding in and out of Jayden's wet pussy. My fingers dance over her clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to bring her closer to the edge. She whimpers and moans, her body arching with each thrust. Her hips buck and writhe against mine, matching my rhythm.

"I'm going to cum," she gasps and whisper shouts.

"Come for me, baby," I growl, my voice low and husky.

Her pussy tightens around my dick, her muscles clenching and releasing in a way that pushes me closer to my own release. I drive my fingers against her clit, applying a firm pressure.

"Fuck yes," she says a little too loud. Her body shakes and convulses, her pussy clenching and releasing my dick in a way that sends me over the edge.

"I’m right there with you," I reassure, my own orgasm building and building until finally, I can't hold it back any longer. I thrust hard and deep, filling her pussy with my hot, thick cum. My hips buck and shake as I come inside her, my seed spilling out and coating her insides.

We come together, our orgasms intertwining and becoming one. Our bodies are slick with sweat and cum, our breaths ragged and heavy. I collapse back into the seat with Jayden resting on top of me, spent and satisfied.

"God, Ryder," Jayden whispers, her body still quivering from the aftershocks. "That was... incredible."

"Nothing less than what you deserve," I reply, pressing a tender kiss to her temple.

We sit there for a moment, allowing ourselves to come down from the high.

"Wow," she murmurs, turning to look at me as the credits begin to roll. "I never thought I'd be doing something like this."

"Life is full of surprises," I say with a grin. "Sometimes, those surprises turn out to be the best experiences of all."

As the credits roll on the movie screen, casting their flickering light over us, I reach down to grab Jayden's panties from the floor. The black lace fabric feels delicate in my fingers. "Here," I say softly, handing them to her.

"Thanks," she replies and takes them with a teasing smirk as she starts to put them back on. Her eyes hold a wicked gleam that speaks of our shared secret that we now have.

We both take a moment to straighten our clothes, ensuring that we look presentable to the unsuspecting crowd around us. I like the rush of excitement of what we've just done, and the thrill of getting away with it.

"Ready to go?" I ask, who has now pulled her dress back into place.

"Absolutely," she grins. We rise from our seats in sync.

"Did you enjoy the movie?" I ask playfully, trying to maintain an air of normalcy as we walk out of the theater with the rest of the crowd.

"Best one I've seen in a while," she quips with a wink. She laughs, and I realize that I’m completely addicted to her vivacious spirit.

My thoughts race as we exit the theater. The lingering taste of popcorn on my lips can't compare to the memory of her touch, still fresh in my mind. Did what happened between us blur the line between fake girlfriend and real relationship? I don't give a damn; all I know is that I want to be around her.

"Hey, Ryder." Jayden tugs at my arm playfully as we walk. "Why don't we grab a drink at the Sand Dunes? It's just down the street."

"Sure," I agree, cracking my knuckles absentmindedly. The idea of spending more time with her has me feeling excited.

We approach the lively sports bar and find a cozy corner booth and slide in. Jayden orders something fruity for herself, and I get a cold beer. She looks at me with those striking green eyes, and I know it's time to let her in.

"Jayden, I've been thinking," I begin. "I'm done with those matchmaking service parties for the Bunny Service. They're not what I'm looking for."

Her eyebrows raise in surprise. "What made you change your mind?"

"Being with you," I admit, letting my gaze lock onto hers. "You make me feel alive in a way no one else ever has. I only want to be with you."

"Ryder, that’s so sweet of you to say. I’m feeling the same way about you."

"I guess since honesty is the theme of the night, there's something else you should know about me. I don’t talk about it much, but if you’re going to still go to the Christmas ball then you need to know," I admit. " I didn't have the best childhood."

"Tell me about it," she encourages gently, her green eyes soft with understanding.

"My parents were... complicated. My dad, Sebastian Raines, was married multiple times. My mom, Charity, was his fourth wife. They never really cared about me or my siblings much." I crack my knuckles. "Growing up, I felt pretty lonely most of the time."

"Ryder, I had no idea," Jayden murmurs, reaching for my hand across the table. Her touch is like a lifeline, and I suddenly feel like I can share anything with her. "You don't have to be alone anymore. You have me."

"I can tell," I admit. "And my teammates, too. Asher, Kaleb, and Dakota – they've become my family in a way that my real family never was."

"Good," she replies, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze. "Everyone deserves to have people who care about them."

As the night wears on and the bar starts to empty, I realize that this connection with Jayden isn't just physical – it's emotional, too. I never thought I could feel this way about someone, but she's proven me wrong.