Story Excerpt

When Ryan was satisfied with how the security light was installed, he moved directly to installing the dead bolt. Halfway through the project, the delicious smell of curry tickled his senses. Ryan loved curry, and he loved spicy foods.

The spicier the better. His stomach growled hungrily.

“How much longer do you think it will be before you get done with that?”

“Hot date?” he questioned sarcastically.

“No. You? I just wanted to know if you want to eat now or after you’ve finished the job.”

“I’m invited to supper?” 

“Of course. I can’t let you do all this work and have you leave with an empty stomach, can I? I hope you like curry, and I hope you like it hot.”

“The hotter the better, darlin’,” Ryan responded with veiled innuendo. “This will take another fifteen minutes or so. Can it hold that long? If not, I say let’s eat now. It smells delicious.”  

“No, that’s okay. It’ll keep that long. I’ll finish up and get the table set. Do you want a beer?”

“A beer sounds great. Let me just finish this up,” he responded absently as he continued to work on the lock. Ryan finished installing the dead bolt in ten minutes, then took a few minutes to replace his tools and take his toolbox back down to his truck. As he let himself back into the apartment, Samantha was putting supper on the table. It smelled delicious. Beautiful, creative, and she could cook, too.

“Can I wash up first?” he asked.

“Of course. Bathroom is the first door on the left. Help yourself.” A few minutes later, he came back into the room and settled himself across from her at the table. He wasn’t surprised that she had tried to put distance between them by setting his place across from her rather than next to her.

Samantha dished up the rice and chicken curry onto both of their plates then waited for him to dig in. He took a big bite of the curry and nearly groaned as the flavors burst in his mouth. It was delicious. Ryan swallowed several bites before he took a drink of his beer.

“Delicious,” he said. “Do you have a recipe for this? My mother made sure all of us could cook, and I’m always looking for new recipes to try out.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously, darlin’. Maybe you’d let me make you dinner some night.”

Ryan didn’t know where the offer had come from. He’d never offered to fix a meal for another woman, except for a member of his family, before. He would make her dinner here at her apartment, since he and Ryder shared a house for now, and he would talk her into bed afterward. Maybe her body could be his plate. His own body responded viscerally to the thought of Samantha spread out before him with various foods in strategic places on her delectable body.  Good thing he was sitting down.  His dick was straining at his zipper already and they weren't even touching.

“I think a dinner at your place isn’t going to happen anytime soon, handsome. We haven’t even gone out on a regular date.”

“That hasn’t been by my choice. I asked you out more than a week ago and you turned me down flat, if you’ll recall. Do you think you know me well enough now that you’d say yes if I asked you out again? Dinner and dancing? Very public places?”

“I don’t know. Let’s see how the dinner conversation goes, shall we?” He could see that she was only half joking. “Why don’t you tell me about your family? It must be nice to be part of such a large, close-knit family. What was it like growing up with so many brothers and sisters?”

Seeing that she was seriously interested in his answers, Ryan started talking about the joys and pitfalls of being part of such a large family where everyone was in your business all the time. She peppered him with questions while they ate and cleared up after the meal. Getting him another beer, they settled on either end of the couch.

Adult Excerpt

Samantha’s hands were roving over Ryan’s muscled back and ass. He had muscles everywhere. His ass was a work of art. She’d known it was spectacular when he’d been bent over to pick up his trash from their lunch earlier in the week. It was even better experienced this way, skin on skin. She wanted to take a bite out of it. Samantha was stunned at herself. She didn't think she'd ever been this turned on before.  She wanted him closer to her. She wanted him inside her.

“Yours isn’t half-bad either, handsome,” she moaned.

Ryan moved his attention away from her breasts, past her ribs and down past her stomach. Samantha moaned in ecstasy when the fingers of one hand held her nether lips open as his tongue stabbed into her pussy. His tongue dipped playfully through the folds of her flesh even as one long finger found its way deep inside of her. When that finger hit a certain spot inside of her pussy, Samantha nearly came off the bed, crying out in pleasure.

He licked ravenously through the folds of her pussy, pushing two long fingers inside her, once again locating that sweet spot of pleasure. Samantha cried out again and arched into his fingers. As Ryan continued to stroke his fingers in and out of her pussy, Samantha felt a tightening sensation in her back and the spot where his fingers entered her. The feeling was like a coiled spring, coiling tighter and tighter, almost painful. When his tongue found her clit, she shattered around his fingers and tongue, crying out her fulfillment.

Moving back up her body, Ryan brought his mouth back to Samantha’s and gave her a gentle kiss. She could taste another flavor on his lips and tongue and realized it was herself. Returning the kiss, she wrapped her arms around his waist and gently rubbed his back. She could feel his rock-hard erection against her stomach and knew he must be in agony. Moving gently against him, she spread her thighs wide, cradling him with her body. His hands and mouth found her breasts again, bringing the nipples back to diamond-like hardness within a matter of seconds.

Rising to his knees, he tested her readiness to take him. He knew from when he had used his fingers earlier that she was amazingly tight. Finding her juices flowing and her pussy ready for him, he reached for his pants and jerked out the three condoms from his back pocket, quickly unrolling one over his iron-hard cock. Holding his cock with one hand, he lowered his body to enter her pussy.

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As Ryan sheathed himself with the condom, Samantha saw the size of his enormous cock. To say that he was well-endowed was an understatement. Her imaginations from feeling his hardness through his jeans hadn’t done him justice. As his cock began to enter her hot, wet pussy, Samantha was surprised by how her soaking-wet lips parted to ease his way into her body. She watched, entranced, as his hard length entered her. Once he was fully seated, she could feel the tip of his erection nudging her cervix.  It felt so right.

"God, darlin'.  You're so tight."

As he pulled his steely length back out of her, his cock hit that same sweet spot that his fingers had hit earlier. Samantha moaned in delight. Lifting her legs so her feet were flat on the bed and her knees were slightly bent, Ryan began thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy, hitting that sweet spot every time he retreated. The tip of his cock hit her cervix every time he pushed in to the hilt.

His rhythm became faster as he pistoned in and out of her weeping pussy. Samantha could feel the tension building again in her lower back as the sensation spread to her pussy.