Falling For Ryan: Part Two

by Tracy Lorraine

  “I’ve got it covered, mate, no worries. I’ll drive you home, then Ana’s going to pick me up from yours. We’ll collect my car tomorrow or something. Now, drink up.”

  Knowing that I’ll be able to get home to Molly sometime tonight makes me feel happier, so I grab the first glass and knock it back. I can’t help the face I make as it goes down. I really don’t like Jäger, but it’s too late to complain now.

  After a couple of hours, Will puts his phone in his pocket and surprises me by saying he’s going to take me home. I was sure this was going to end up being a long night, but I’m more than happy to go home to my gorgeous girl. I sway slightly as we make our way to my car, thanks to the shots and couple of pints I’ve had in quite a short space of time. I throw Will the keys to my Honda and jump in the passenger seat.

  I’m surprised to see the house in darkness when Will pulls up. Molly didn’t say she was going out, but I can’t see her car, unless she parked it around back. It looks like Ana also isn’t here yet, so I ask Will to come up for a drink while he waits for her.

  I let us in and, after removing our coats and shoes, we make our way up the stairs. When I flick the light on in the living area, I think I actually have a small heart attack.

  “SURPRISE!” everyone shouts. My hand flies to cover my racing heart in the hope that it will help calm it down as I try to catch my breath.

  “Happy birthday, bro,” Abbi says as she and Liv come over and each give me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

  I look around the room. Jax, Holly, Adam, Emma, Ana and, of course, Molly are all smiling back at me. I’m grateful, I am, but the only person I really want to spend my night with is busying herself in the kitchen. It’s not until I round the counter after greeting everyone that I fully appreciate what she’s wearing. Her make-up is light and her hair is wavy but pulled away from her face. Her smoking hot body is covered in a high-neck leather dress, fitted into the waist, with a loose skirt that stops mid-thigh. I continue my journey down her toned legs to take in the sky-high bright red heels. I swallow hard and clench my fists at my sides to stop me from walking over and lying her down on the work surface and taking her in front of our closest friends and family. Shaking my head slightly, I walk over and wrap my arms around her. I’m aware that she still wants to keep what’s going on between us quiet, but there’s no way I can’t touch her.

  When my lips are next to her ear, I whisper, “I’m fucking you with those shoes on later.”

  She groans and her body goes limp in my arms. When she’s composed herself, she turns and grabs a glass of water sitting on the side.

  “Here, you might want to dilute those shots before you have any more. We’ve already ordered Indian. It should be here any minute. I got you your favourite. I hope that’s okay.”

  We have a brilliant night. Everyone gets on really well and it turns out Adam’s a really cool guy now that he isn’t dating the love of my life. We got on like a house on fire. I love having everyone close to me together in one room.

  At just after midnight, Will and Ana say their goodbyes, swiftly followed by Emma. She seems more like her old self tonight, which is great to see after so long. The only part of the night I really don’t enjoy is that I’m not able to touch Molly as openly as I would like to. That said, I did give it a good go at the dining table while everyone was tucking into their food.

  Abbi, Jax, and Liv disappear up to bed, and Molly has headed down with the understanding that she doesn’t touch an item of clothing she has on until I’m there to help. I faff around until I’m confident no one will realise I go downstairs instead of up.

  When I walk through her bedroom door, my breath catches in my throat. All the lights are off and she’s stood at the French doors, looking at the stars. The light from the moon is shining on her, making her look like an angel. I quietly shut the door behind me. She notices and glances over her shoulder with a small smile on her lips. Walking up behind her, I wrap my arms around her waist and rest my chin on her shoulder.

  “Thank you for tonight.”

  “You’re welcome, baby. It was good fun.”

  I nuzzle my nose against her neck, murmuring, “What’s the plan for the rest of the weekend?”

  “I’m more concerned with the rest of our night than worrying about tomorrow,” she says suggestively, rubbing her arse into my groin, making me groan.

  “God, I want to be inside you so badly,” I say between light bites to her neck and ear. “You’ve been teasing me all night.”

  She turns in my arms and looks up at me with heated eyes. “No one’s stopping you,” she says, smirking, then peppers kisses along my jaw.

  I step us backwards until her back hits the doors. She gasps and I make the most of the opportunity by crashing my lips to hers and teasing her tongue with mine. Her hands find their way to the bottom of my t-shirt before running up my sides, making my muscles twitch.

  “Off,” she demands without breaking our kiss. I oblige. Her lips go to my neck, sucking and biting, while her hands attack my back like she’s trying to get us closer, even though every part of our bodies is touching. She trails her lips down to my chest and runs her tongue around my nipples, making me shiver, while her hands travel down my stomach and slide straight into my jogging bottoms and inside my boxers. I have to reach my hands up to the door to steady myself when her hot fingers wrap around my length. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this feeling.

  “I want you now, Ry. I can’t wait.” She pushes my trousers and underwear down so they pool around my ankles, and I run my hands up the outside of her thighs and grab on to the sides of her knickers. “Ryan, please,” she moans as I slide them down her legs. Lifting one of her legs under her knee, I wrap it around my hip so that she can feel me against her.

  “God, I can already feel how wet you are for me, Molly.” I put my hands under her arse and lift her against the door before plunging into her. I groan as her head drops back against the glass, showing me she’s as affected by this as I am. Her legs clamp around my waist as I start pounding into her with punishing blows. I’ll make love to her gently later—right now, I need to fuck her.

  Molly

  I’m totally spent by the time Ryan has finished with me. After three powerful orgasms, I’m lying in his arms, smiling to myself. His breathing has just evened out, so I turn my head and watch him. He looks so peaceful and perfect in his sleep. His lips are slightly parted and his eyes are fluttering like he’s dreaming already. All of a sudden, he makes a groaning noise at the back of his throat, making me jump. Then, he whispers something that makes me melt. “Molly…I love you so much.”

  A lump forms in my throat as I think of what he could be dreaming about. I return his words before asking him quietly if he’s awake. He makes no further noise so I’m guessing he isn’t. I lie there for hours, trying to fall asleep, but my heart is pounding like it could explode any minute. That feeling only lasts so long, because banging and shouting filter down from from upstairs. I try to strain to hear who it is and what’s going on, but they’re too far away. It’s not until heavy footsteps descend the stairs that I get an idea as to what’s going on.

  “Jax, that isn’t what I meant…” Abbi yells, which makes Ryan start to stir beside me.

  Jax shouts back, sounding livid, before Abbi starts begging for him to hear her out. He’s not having any of it.

  His shouting wakes Ryan up and, before I know what’s happening, he’s out of bed and grabbing my dressing gown to cover himself up before pulling the door wide open to face the arguing couple in our hallway.

  “We do have something good here. Jax, please don’t do this,” Abbi pleads.

  “You should have thought about that before you said what you did upstairs. Goodbye.”

  Seconds later, our front door slams so hard it makes me jump.

  “Abbi…” Ryan says in a soothing voice.

  “Don’t…just fucking don’t.” She says it with such venom that Ryan steps back like sh
e slapped him. “Oh, and if you actually want to try to keep the fact that you’re fucking Molly a secret, I suggest you at least try to keep it in your trousers when you have guests,” she snaps before running up the stairs, leaving the sounds of her sobs in her wake.

  Ryan looks back at me with a shocked look on his face. “Should I go and check on her?”

  “No. I think she needs to be alone for a while.”

  I lift the covers so that he can slide back under with me, enough that he gets a peek at my naked body. His eyes run along the length of me before he smiles and drops my pink fluffy dressing gown on the floor, diving in with me.

  “I must say…you look pretty cute in pink.” He bites down on my nipple in response. “Ow!”

  He looks up at me with wild eyes and a cheeky smile.

  “Ry, I don’t think I can go again.” He raises his eyebrow at me in question, then goes about proving me wrong.

  Luckily, I remembered to set an alarm for this morning because after all our ‘activities’ last night, there was no chance either of us would have been awake before Ryan’s parents turned up. He still doesn’t know they’re coming today.

  “Really?” Ryan groans when the alarm wakes him up.

  “Yep. Plans, remember?”

  “Yeah, although I have no idea what they are.”

  “That’s why they’re called surprises. Now, get that sexy arse out of bed and get dressed. We’ve got guests who will expect breakfast.”

  Ryan pouts at me, making me laugh. “What?”

  He peaks down under the covers before glancing at me with a look I’m getting very familiar with in his eyes.

  “Uh no, I don’t think so. I’m pretty sure I’m going to be walking funny already.”

  Liv is already waiting for the kettle to boil when I get upstairs. “Morning. Did you sleep okay?”

  “Yeah, like a baby, thanks. Do you want tea?”

  “Yes, please. Have you seen Abbi this morning?”

  “I knocked on her door before I came down but she just grunted at me to fuck off. Did something happen?”

  “You mean you didn’t hear the blazing row her and Jax had in the middle of the night?”

  “No…I fell asleep with my head under my pillow because I couldn’t bear to listen to them fucking any longer. I was almost tempted to come down to your room just to get away from all the shouts for God!”

  My cheeks heat at the thought of her finding the same shouts coming from my room a lot last night. I turn to get a couple of mugs out so she doesn’t notice.

  “But once I was out, I didn’t know anything until my alarm went off a few minutes ago.”

  “Morning, sis,” Ryan says, joining us in the kitchen and giving Liv a kiss on the cheek. “Morning, Molls,” he quickly adds, flashing me a cheeky smile and a wink.

  “Coffee?”

  “Of course. Has anyone seen Abbi yet?”

  “No. I’m going to take her a cup of tea as a peace offering.”

  It’s over an hour later before Liv comes back down, fully dressed and pulling a depressed-looking Abbi behind her. I immediately get up from the sofa where I was chatting with Ryan to pull her in for a hug. She instantly starts sobbing on my shoulder and saying how stupid she was.

  “It’ll be okay, Abs. If it’s meant to be, then it will all work out,” I say, rubbing her back. “You want some breakfast?”

  She shakes her head against me. “No, I can’t eat anything.” She releases me, wipes her eyes and turns to look at Ryan. He’s sitting on the sofa looking sheepish on the sofa like he doesn’t know what to do with his sobbing sister. “I’m sorry, Ry,” Abbi whispers. “I was angry. I didn’t mean it.” She gives him a small smile, turning back to me and giving my hand a squeeze before she leaves the room to get dressed.

  I look over at Ryan and he just lifts a shoulder at me. I guess that was Abbi’s way of saying she’ll keep quiet.

  Liv and I are tidying up our mess from breakfast when the doorbell rings. “Ry, could you get that, please?” I say over my shoulder, knowing exactly who it is as it’s bang on eleven o’clock.

  “Sure, are you expecting someone?”

  “Just go answer it!” I say with a laugh.

  Abbi reappears, looking a little better than before, just after Ryan leaves the room. Her make-up mostly covers the dark circles under her eyes from her lack of sleep, but they’re still red and bloodshot from crying. Something tells me her mum will zone straight in on that and presume the tattooed bad boy has broken her heart.

  “Oh my God!” we hear Ryan say from downstairs, making us laugh.

  “Happy birthday, son!” Karen and Dave say at the same time. “Are you going to invite us in or just stand there, staring?”

  I’m glad Ryan’s surprised and that I actually managed to keep all of this a secret from him. A couple of seconds later, we hear them climbing the stairs to join us. I quickly fill the kettle again and put it on as Dave and Karen turn the corner and greet their daughters. Ryan walks around them, comes straight to me and engulfs me in a huge hug.

  “You spoke to my mum and organised this?” he asks, a look of disbelief on his face.

  “Yeah, I phoned her and she didn’t hang up on me,” I say quietly with a laugh. “I thought it was time to put what happened in the summer behind us. I know you’ve missed them, so I wanted you to be able to spend some time with them. The five of you can do whatever you want this afternoon, but you need to be back by seven for dinner. Tomorrow, we’re meeting the Morrisons at the Fat Dog. Susan wanted to still cook a roast but, after a lot of convincing, I managed to get her to change her mind. I thought her cooking for ten was crazy!”

  Ryan leans back into me and whispers, “I love you so much. Thank you.” He gives me an innocent kiss on the cheek, but I can tell by the look in his eyes he wants to do so much more.

  “Molly,” Dave says, walking over to us with his arms out. He embraces me before thanking me for inviting them to spend the weekend with their kids. Karen isn’t quite so forthcoming. She gives me a reluctant kiss on the cheek.

  I make them all tea and coffee and put out biscuits for them while they catch up and decide what to do. I excuse myself and head downstairs. I don’t want to get in the way of their family bonding time.

  Chapter Ten

  Ryan

  I watch Molly leave out of the corner of my eye and my heart drops at how she feels like she isn’t a part of this family, and that she feels like she has to leave us alone. I want to follow her and drag her back up here, but I also want to accept her wishes for us to stay quiet. I guess she wants to try to win my mum around as my friend before I introduce her as my girlfriend.

  My parents have only been here once before and it was the week I got the keys, so it was pretty much empty. I’m really glad they are now seeing it as my home, not just a house.

  We eventually decide that, as the weather is nice, we’ll drive into the city and have a wander around. Dad wants to see the university and a couple of our well-known sights in Oxford, whereas Mum, Abbi, and Liv would like to hit the high street. Personally, I’m not bothered what we do; it will just be nice to spend a day together.

  I’m hopeful I can convince Molly to join us, so I head down to see her. To my surprise, she’s already wearing her coat and is sitting on her bed, pulling her boots on.

  “You going out?”

  “Yeah, I thought I would go and check on Jax. He sounded pretty upset last night.”

  “Oh, I was hoping you’d come out with us,” I say, sitting down next to her and grabbing her hand.

  “No, your mum is already having to put up with me here. I don’t want to crash your family day. I’m cooking us all dinner tonight so we can be together then.”

  “You’re my family too, Molly.” I watch as her eyes fill with moisture as I say this. “She will never know how amazing you are if she doesn’t get to spend any time with you.” I rest my forehead against hers when she turns to look at me.

  “We will
have enough time together before they go back tomorrow. Plus, I think she’ll appreciate me giving you guys time.” She looks at me with sad eyes. I know she’s dying to be part of my family and to be accepted by my mum. I’m just praying that it happens, and soon. I want all the people I love to get on and be able to spend time together.

  “Okay,” I say, giving in to her. I guess she’s right.

  “Okay,” is all she says in response, but she keeps eye contact with me. “Make sure you’re all back by seven. I’m hoping to impress your mum with my cooking skills.”

  “Aw, you trying to show her what a good wife you’ll be?” I say with a laugh, trying to lighten the mood.

  “Something like that,” she replies sadly. She gives me a quick kiss on the lips before standing, saying that she’ll see me later and to enjoy my day.

  “Molly?”

  She turns to look at me with raised eyebrows.

  “You don’t think you’re getting away with that, do you?” I say as I start walking towards her.

  “Wha—”

  I cut her off when my lips hit hers. Lifting my hand to the back of her neck, I tilt my head to the side to deepen our kiss. She groans when my tongue slides against hers, and her hands go to my hair, holding tightly. When her hips start grinding against mine, I reluctantly pull away and rest my forehead back against hers while we catch our breaths.

  When we’ve just about got ourselves back together, I give her a quick kiss on her nose before walking to the door. I can’t help myself; I have to look back at her before I leave the room. She’s leaning against the wall, her chest still heaving, and her eyes are glazed as she stares back at me.

  “Tell Jax I say hi and that my sister’s an idiot. See you later,” I say, taking the stairs two at a time to gather everyone up for our afternoon out.

  I get a knowing look off Abbi when I re-enter the living area, but I ignore her probing eyes.

  “Where have you been?” Mum asks as I start tidying up their dirty mugs.