Brothers Black 6: Ryan the Joker (Brothers Black Series)

by Blue Saffire

  I throw my arms in the air and spin. “I want to work in film. Yeah, I should be grateful for the opportunity to work for one of the largest international media companies, but my father isn’t going to let me do what I want.” I sigh and shake my fist as I continue.

  “It’s why I freelance for NY/LA Connections. They allow me to incorporate images and video in my stories. Their blog is progressive.”

  I drop down onto my butt in the grass. We’ve walked into a wooded area by a little pond. Ryan walks over to a tree that’s facing me and leans his back against it. He still has the beers in his hands as he crosses his arms over his chest.

  I look away from him before I get caught in his gaze and lose my thought. I need to get this off my chest. It’s like I’ve had it bottled up for so long, it’s bubbling over now.

  “I don’t think I could stand doing things my father’s antiquated way. His Japanese background influences the business and how he runs it. He publishes magazines and newspapers, they have to start with audio-visual soon, right? Why is he so against live film and capturing the moment?”

  I shove my hand in my hair and tug. “I’m scared if I tell him I want to do film, he’ll shut it down. It’s not words, it’s not scholarly.”

  “I have no choice but to hide it. Once I do something great though, he can’t take it from me. He’ll see that I’m doing something that’s worth my time and he’ll allow me to have this,” I say with determination.

  I collapse onto my back and look up at the stars. “It’s my life. I’m going to do what I want eventually. One of these days I’ll find the balls to stand up to my dad.”

  Ryan

  She’s so cute as she geeks out about film versus words. Same shit to me, but I can feel her passion on the subject. It’s in her eyes and in the way she slurs her words for her love of film.

  She spreads her arms and legs out across the grass, like a snow angel. The moonlight places a glow on her face as she starts to sing “Time After Time,” bouncing her feet to keep rhythm. Maybe she doesn’t need any more beer.

  I squat and place the two bottles on the ground. I keep my eyes on Carmen. I think I’m forgotten as she lifts her hands and frames them as if she’s filming the stars above.

  I take a seat on my butt and drape my arms over my knees. Carmen is smart, but she’s also a little naïve. She has this innocence that slips out when she’s trying to be all tough.

  “What about you, Ryan Black? What are you hiding?” she sings happily.

  I chuckle. “Nothing, babe. I have nothing to hide.”

  “I don’t believe that. Everyone has something they’re hiding. It’s funny. You got your family to tell me all about them, but I know nothing about you.”

  “Which is why we’re going to date when we get back home. You can learn all about me.”

  She sits up on her elbows. Our eyes lock. Her cheeks have a blush to them that accents the bronze tone of her skin.

  “There’s no time like the present. Tell me something about you.”

  “Like what?” I smile at her.

  “What makes you tick? What’s your passion?”

  I go to give a slick answer, but I realize for once I don’t want to hide behind jokes. I want Carmen to get to know me. It’s an odd feeling, but I go with the flow as I have since I met her.

  “I’ve never thought of it that much. I’m the youngest of seven. I think my interests got lost somewhere along the way. I go with whatever.”

  She tilts her head and bats those long lashes at me. When she sucks her lip into her mouth, I’m tempted to go pry it free and kiss her. Instead, I stay right where I am and watch her think.

  “There has to be something you love. Something that makes you, you.”

  I shrug. “Not really. I go to car shows because that’s Brax’s thing. I like playing video games, but Felix is crazy about them and anything tech.”

  “Noah and Wyatt got me hooked on hardware and combat—”

  “Hardware?” She wrinkles her brows.

  “Guns.”

  “Oh, gotcha, duh,” she says and hiccups. “What about John?”

  I laugh to myself. “I’ll show you what I picked up from John soon enough.”

  She eyes me cautiously. I wink at her and she gives me a shy smile. I allow my gaze to roll over her.

  “I think you have a passion for being a smart ass.”

  “Ha.” I release a deep laugh. I speak through my laughter. “That’s possible.”

  She tilts her head to the other side. “No, I think I’ve got that wrong.”

  “Oh yeah, how so?”

  “I think the jokes are a cover. For what, I haven’t figured out,” she muses.

  I nod. She may have a point. I think it over.

  “Most people are too focused on what I say. They don’t take time to notice what I see. I keep your attention on what I want while I observe.”

  “I can see that. Still doesn’t tell me what your passion is.”

  “I guess you’re going to have to stick around to figure that out,” I say and start for her.

  I crawl over her until she falls back and I’m hovering over her body. She looks into my eyes, surprise clear in hers. I brush my fingertips against her cheek.

  “You’re beautiful. Do you know that?” I breathe against her lips.

  “No.”

  I shake my head at that. She has to be insane. I brush my thumb across her bottom lip. It’s so full. I want to feel her sexy mouth against mine again.

  “Carmen.”

  “Yes?” she says breathlessly.

  “Give me one good reason we shouldn’t be together. If you can give me one, I’ll walk away. If you can’t we start our forever here. So make it good, baby.”

  “You’re going to ruin my life,” she says without a thought.

  I scoff and grin at her. Shaking my head, I wish I could say I feel sorry for her. I don’t. That was the wrong answer.

  “Ruin your life, nah. Not me. I’m going to enhance your life in ways women only dream of.” I nuzzle her neck before kissing it softly. I grin wider at the sharp intake of air that comes from her lips. “This dick though, yeah, this dick will ruin your life. That I can promise you.”

  This time I capture the gasp that comes from her lips. She moans into my mouth and locks her fingers in my hair. I take my time, gliding a hand down her side.

  “Mmm,” I groan as I deepen the kiss.

  She tastes so damn good. I want this girl so fucking much. I begin to bunch her dress in my hand, lifting it up to her waist.

  Breaking the kiss, I savor the flavor of her skin as I drag my lips from hers to her chin. Her thighs are so warm when I reach between her legs to caress them. Her skin is smooth and silky.

  When I hook my fingers into her panties, I find her dripping wet. I growl and run my digits along her seam a few times before pushing into her. When she arches up into me, I nip at her chin and continue to play with her fat pussy.

  Pressing my thumb to her clit, I watch as she writhes beneath me. She’s perfection. The bewildered look in her eyes turns me on so much, I think I’m going to bust right out of my jeans.

  “Can I have a taste, baby?”

  She makes the cutest face as she whimpers and nods. Licking my lips, I move down her body. I spread her dress underneath her as a barrier between her and the grass. Swiftly, I pull her panties down her legs.

  “Ryan,” she whispers as I lower my head and take my first taste.

  “Fuck,” I groan into her folds. She tastes and smells like heaven.

  Her thighs cradle my head as I feast on her. I hadn’t planned this. I wanted to talk and get to know her more. There’s just something about Carmen that makes me forget everything. I’ve wanted her for too long to deny myself now.

  “Oh my God, yes,” she cries out.

  I chuckle, but I don’t stop eating her out while I work her with my fingers. I’m tapping that spot. She’s going to come soon. I’m nothing if not proficient in
the art of pussy. I’m good with my mouth, hands, and cock.

  Something Carmen learns fast. She’s tight and so wet. I can’t wait to slide inside her warmth. Although, I’m determined not to take it that far out here. This sample will have to hold me over for now.

  I lift her hips and push my face deeper into her core. Her cries mix with my slurping. When her legs start to tremble, I grin in satisfaction.

  However, I’m taken by surprise when she squirts in my face. “Oh, shit,” I exclaim as I back up and place her hips down.

  I wipe at my face and look at my hand in awe. I look down and see that her dress is soaked beneath her. I’ve never had a chick squirt. I’ve seen it in a few films, but this is a first for me. I mean, chicks have come for me, they’ve been wet as fuck, but squirting.

  She just gushed like a geyser. It’s dripping down my face. I lift my gaze to hers. She bites her lip as she stares back at me.

  “We’re leaving. Now,” I say tightly before fixing her clothes quickly and standing to pull her to her feet.

  She looks at me with a confused and lost expression. I can’t think to say what needs to be said. She’ll understand soon enough.

  Chapter 2

  Take Our Time

  Carmen

  I don’t know what I did wrong. I’m too embarrassed to ask. My dress is soaked. It’s sticking to my skin.

  I was grateful when Ryan took his shirt off to wrap around my waist while he went into the pub in his T-shirt to grab my things. He then rushed us back to the house.

  I’ve kept my head down the entire time. I just want to get to my room and hide. We walk into the house and voices can be heard coming from somewhere. This place is so big, I’m not sure where they are, only that they’re having a good time as laughter fills the air.

  I turn for my side of the house, but Ryan wraps an arm around my waist and tugs me in front of him. I look up at him finally and find lust in his eyes. He shakes his head at me.

  “Too many people on that side of the house. Come to my room,” he whispers.

  I bite my lip as I stare into his eyes. His gaze drops to my lips. Before I can think about it, he plucks me off the floor and rushes to the stairs on the opposite side of the house.

  I lock my arms around his neck, nervous and still confused. When we get to the top of the stairs, he pecks my lips and grazes his nose across my cheek. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

  “Ryan,” I whisper. “What… did…um did I do something wrong?” I ask as he steps into his room and closes the door with his back.

  He places me on my feet and pulls his shirt from around my waist. He looks into my eyes and tilts his head to the side. His gaze travels the length of my body.

  “When?” he breathes as he moves closer, placing a hand on my waist and tugs me to him.

  “You stopped. I… I thought I did something wrong.”

  He cups my face with his free hand and leans in to kiss me. I drop my things to the floor and reach to lock my hands in his hair and allow him to devour me. Okay, so I’ve kissed guys before, but not like this. Ryan kisses with everything he is.

  I feel his kisses in my toes. I’ve never had anyone go down on me like that. Or at all, if truth be told. I don’t know if what happened back there is normal or just a Ryan experience. I mean, I tried to get myself off once. It wasn’t what I thought it would be, so I never tried again.

  “Carmen?”

  “Yes.”

  “Are you a virgin, baby?”

  I twist my lips, bite the inside of my cheek and nod. His eyes soften as he brushes my cheek with a soft caress. He nods to himself.

  “Twenty. Okay. We’ll take this slow. I’ll give you a pass. As much as I want you right now, you say the word and we’ll do this another time.”

  My inner walls clench. There’s no way I’m waiting. I want him to take care of this ache that’s nagging at my body. My nipples are rock hard as they press against my bra. I’m still wet and I have to clench my thighs together every time I think about him between my legs.

  “No, I want this,” I say in almost a whisper.

  “That’s my girl,” he murmurs before taking my lips again.

  Breaking the kiss, he slips the straps of my dress from my shoulders and slowly pushes the fabric to the floor. I heave out a nervous breath. Ryan reaches for my chin and lifts my head until I meet his gaze.

  “Relax. You did nothing wrong. Your response to me was a turn-on. I want you. I want you bad.” He licks his lips. Then he smiles that teasing smile. “I’m going to show you the world. You just hold on for the ride.”

  With that, he lifts me onto his waist and carries me over to the bed. Never once does he break our eye contact. A voice in the back of my mind tells me that I need to run out of this room and stop being a fool.

  I’m not a virgin because I’m waiting until marriage or for the right one. It’s more like I’ve never been turned on by a guy enough to go there. I have a habit of picking gorgeous jerks to date.

  It’s the reason I know this is bad for me. However, when Ryan touches me, it feels like my body is on fire. His intense gaze is only taking it over the edge.

  “Open,” he commands as he places his long fingers before my lips.

  I open my mouth and he sticks them inside. I suck on his digits until he pulls them free, dragging them down my chin, my throat, between my breasts, over my belly button, to the apex of my thighs. When he slips his hand between my legs, I start to pant.

  I can’t wait for him to give me another orgasm. That was so incredible. My pussy makes all kinds of wet noises as he pushes his fingers inside of me and starts to play with my body.

  With his free hand he pulls down the cup of my bra. My breast spills free and it’s the first time he looks away from me. He dips his head and pulls my nipple into his mouth.

  I cry out and lift my back off the mattress. I reach for his bicep, not sure if I want to pull him closer or if I want to stop him. It feels so good, but like too much all at once.

  “Ryan,” I gasp.

  He moves to place his lips to my ear. “You like that?”

  “Yes.”

  “Tell me what you want? I’m whatever you need. All you have to do is ask. Come on, baby, tell me exactly what I can do to make this pussy happy.”

  I moan. I don’t know how to answer that. I like the way I feel, but I know I want more. I need more.

  “You can tell me. Come on. Let me hear it.”

  “I need more,” I whisper.

  He licks beneath my chin. “That’s a start.”

  I lock my eyes on the ceiling and grab for the sheets as he rubs my nub and works his fingers inside me at the same time. He plants a trail of kisses down the center of my breasts. His descent is painfully slow. I almost want to yell at him to hurry the heck up.

  “I need you,” I whimper the thought when he still doesn’t reach where I need him most.

  “I’m going to give you everything you need. Hold tight.”

  I moan and try to call on my patience. He moves to kiss my hip and licks at the skin there. He’s killing me.

  The slow licking and sucking he does to my hip and thigh is maddening. He works his way to my inner thigh. Just when I think he’s going to get to my core, he shifts to the other leg and starts to kiss and work his way around the other thigh.

  “Please.”

  He chuckles and makes his way back to my center. His fingers are still doing all kinds of delicious things to me. I want something I don’t know how to ask for and I’m desperate to figure it out.

  When his lashes lift, revealing those golden eyes that look straight through me, I bite my lip and hiccup. His lips spread into a wider smile. I should’ve known he was going to strike.

  I cry out and suck in a deep breath as I lift and grab the top of his hair. He attacks my center mercilessly. I try to scoot away, and he locks his hands around my thighs tight. My stomach caves as I wiggle and try to hold myself together.

  He only
dives deeper. My eyes roll in my head. I plant my feet and try to buck him off. It’s no use. I gasp for air and try to take it.

  When he flattens his tongue to my clit and then flicks quickly across it, I’m so not able to hold it all together. I flip over onto my stomach, trying not to kick him in his head. However, it’s no reprieve. Ryan attacks my pussy from behind.

  He lifts my hips until I move to my knees and he buries his face in deep. I don’t think I helped myself out at all. I need to grab the sheets again to help me stay in my body. I’m right there. I’m going to come.

  “Oh my God,” I scream out.

  “Fuck yeah,” he growls as I start to come and spray him like out in the meadow. He nips my butt cheek. “You’re so sexy, baby.”

  I’m left, panting and sagging into the sheets as he shifts around doing something. I don’t have the strength to open my eyes and see what. That is until I hear him curse.

  The bed dips under his weight. I push my hair out of my face and turn to look at him. His cheeks are red, and he looks frustrated.

  “What’s wrong?”

  He locks eyes with me. “I don’t have condoms. I had a box to put in my bag, but just remembered I left them on the damn dresser. I totally forgot. Fuck.”

  “Can you ask someone else for one?” I ask hopefully.

  He looks at me with a pointed glare. Yeah, almost everyone here is married and I’m not sure I want anyone to know about this if they weren’t. This could be a problem.

  I bite my lip and bury my face in the mattress. I want this so bad. I’ll never have this chance again once we’re back home. My dad is always in everything. He’s another reason I don’t date or have sex.

  I growl into the mattress. Decision made, I look back at Ryan. He has one hand shoved into his hair with the other palming his erection. My eyes widen. I almost change my mind.

  “Have you been tested?”

  He turns his head to me slowly. His eyes are narrowed. He looks me over, still on my knees with my ass in the air.