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hands away harshly. I
jolted when he grabbed the waistline, jerked and ripped the zipper
open. He yanked them, along with my panties, off my legs and threw
them aside.
    A little too rough, but finally !
    He grabbed my legs, spread them wide and
wrapped his arms under my thighs to slide me closer.
    When he bent and took my nipple in his mouth
I lifted my hips and felt the tip of his erection graze where I
longed for it. He felt it too so he continued to rub against me. It
was sweet torture.
    “ Please ,” I whispered, begging him.
He pulled back slightly and pressed the front of his thighs against
the back of mine; lifting my legs higher. Staring into my eyes, he
reached between us with his free hand and started rubbing me where
it burned.
    “I want you,” he said roughly against my
lips. When I moaned, he entered me with a finger.
    “Oh, God,” I whispered. “Yes.” His finger
continued stroking in and out while I rubbed myself against his
palm. “It feels so good Ryan,” my voice husky, our lips still
grazing.
    I was close. I licked my lips and looked in
his eyes, “Please don’t stop, Ry.” This so needed to happen right
now.
    “Come for me, Lex.” I whimpered and dug my
nails in his back. He groaned and pressed his hand harder against
me. The man knew what he was doing! This was happening! I was right
there... almost ... almost ... so close ... I
could feel it ...
    Then the doorbell rang.
    My eyes flew open. Ryan looked at me, but he
didn’t say a word or stop working his hand. “Keep going,” I
demanded just as pounding started on the front door. It was my turn
to groan. “Keep going,” I repeated, frustrated.
    Finally the pounding stopped.
    Then, the doorbell rang again... and
again... and again... and again...
    NO-NO-NO ! I screamed in my head. Ryan
still hadn’t stopped though. “Ignore it,” he muttered angrily
before pulling his hand away.
    He grabbed his erection, kissed me urgently
and without warning, slammed inside me. The abrupt invasion hurt
and I cried out in protest, but he didn’t stop moving.
    I kept quiet and squeezed my eyes shut. The
pain went away, but it was too late; I lost it. No orgasm for
me.
    “You’re so tight,” he muttered in a strained
voice, but he powered on.
    Then, the doorbell rang again. It wouldn’t
have been so bad if the damn doorbell ringer wasn’t located in this particular hallway, but it sounded like a fog horn. I
didn’t care; I just wanted this over with.
    Ryan, finally noticing my loss of
participation, shouted “Fuck” so loud, I jumped.
    I knew he was as frustrated as I was, but
for different reasons. He pulled out of me, shot up to his feet and
looked down at me with fury. He quickly took in his
surroundings.
    “Get up,” he barked. I quickly pulled myself
up and brought my knees to my chest. “I can’t believe I let this
happen,” he continued angrily. He was quiet a moment before turning
his face away from me. “There’s a robe in my bathroom, go put it
on.” Then he turned and walked away.
    What the hell ...?
    What did I do wrong? Why would he talk to me
like that?
    Why can’t anything in my life just go the
way it’s supposed to for once?
    He can’t believe he let this happen? Well,
neither can I!
    My throat was closing up and I knew the
tears were coming. Just great!
    I forced myself up and ran to his bathroom
slamming the door and locking it behind me. I grabbed his robe and
tied the belt painfully tight, sat down on the side of the tub and
started bawling.
    I had no idea how long I sat there, but I
was wishing I had my cell to call Trish to come pick me up when
there was a knock at the door. “Lex, you in there?” He still
sounded peeved.
    What a stupid question to ask Mr.
Smarty-Pants! Where else would I be?
    I swiped at my cheeks and took a few deep
breaths to help normalize my voice, “Yeah, give me just a sec.”
    “Okay. Come into the kitchen when you’re
done, please.”
    At least the jerk had the decency to