Off Sides

shoulders as she comes apart. It's all over for me and I explode inside of her. I swear, my vision goes black for just a second, then Danny's beautiful face comes into clear focus.
    My lust is completely spent but my heart is full. Danny's fingers skim lightly over my lips and she says, "That was fucking awesome." I bust out laughing and squeeze my girl to me, reveling in the feel of her skin against mine.

CHAPTER 12

    Danny

    I bounce out of the shower the next morning, completely hyped up on post-coital bliss. Ryan's lovemaking was more than I had ever imagined and I am thinking about a million different dirty things that I want to do to him. Holy crap, I just made myself blush and I giggle to myself.
    After I get dressed in a pair of yoga pants and t-shirt, I practically skip my way to the kitchen.
    Paula is in there, leaning against the counter and drinking her coffee. She looks adorable with her face freshly scrubbed and wearing a pair of pink flannel pajamas with little yellow ducks over them.
    I hop over next to her and plant a loud kiss on her cheek. "Good morning, my lovely roommate."
    Paula groans. "You got laid last night, didn't you?"
    I don't say anything for a minute as I pour myself a cup of coffee and lean against the counter opposite of her. After I take a small sip, I say, "More than once."
    A slow grin comes to Paula's face. "Was it good?"
    "Oh. Em. Gee. It was freakin' amazing. I never knew. If I had known, I would have been doing this all along."
    Paula snorts at me. "No you wouldn't because first, you're not that type of girl, and second, it's only amazing like that because you both are so sickly in love with each other."
    "Really?"
    "Really. Trust me."
    I take another sip and then I give her a sobering look. I want her to understand I'm not kidding around right now. "He's it for me, Paula. He's my one and only."
    Taking her last swallow of joe, Paula places her cup in the sink. She turns to look at me with her arms crossed. "You know I'm enough of a skeptic that I would tell you that is a young and idealistic way of looking at this relationship. But...I actually believe that he may be your one and only. I'm happy for you, kiddo. You deserve that type of love."
    I put my cup down and grab Paula in a tight hug.
    "I'm ready for it," I whisper. "I am so ready."
    We squeeze each other for several seconds then release. Paula starts padding down the hallway. She calls back to me. "What do you have planned today? You and Ryan aren't going to be around here having wild monkey sex are you?"
    "Nope. You're safe. Ryan said he'd be back in a few hours to take me on a picnic."
    Paula makes a gagging sound but I see her smiling. "That's so fucking sweet my teeth hurt."
    "That's two cigarettes you owe me," I remind her. "One from last night and one for just now."
    ***
    Paula is gone to work by the time Ryan shows to pick me up. I have been buzzing with nervous energy and I must have looked at my watch every thirty seconds.
    It's unseasonably warm today for the first week of October and I've decided to wear a long maxi-dress with a light cardigan over it. I put on a pair of white sandals and braid my hair into two long pigtails that follow the form of my neck and hang over my shoulders.
    I open the door and Ryan runs his eyes down my body. I can see the appreciation over the low cut of the dress and the way you can just barely see the inside curve of my breasts. He looks back up and says, "Those pigtails are hot."
    He steps in and pulls me to him hard and kisses the breath right out of me. His hips flex into mine and his desire is evident.
    I have two choices. With a mere suggestion I'm sure I can get Ryan to take me into my room and make love to me, or I can do something I have been thinking about all day. I decide to go with the latter.
    I break away from Ryan's kiss and start working the button to his jeans.
    "What are you doing?" he asks in a sexy, growling way.
    "Something I've been fantasizing about all day."
    I hear his sharp intake of breath and I know he knows what I want to do. I finish undoing his pants and pull them down over his hips, dropping to my knees at the same time.
    Ryan's hands lightly grip the side of my head but he is uncertain when he says, "Danny...are you sure?"
    I don't answer but show him what I want to do. Ryan's breath hisses through his teeth and he bucks against my mouth, holding my head tight. "Fuck, Danny...please don't stop."
    I have no intention of stopping, especially when