God give me strength. Just say no. Be strong. Be strong. Olivia repeated over and over in her head like a mantra.

She was already having a hard enough time catching her breath, but then Ryan comes out of the shower in shorts and a T-shirt, and she discovered his right leg from thigh to below the knee is covered in tattoos . Hot, hot, hot!!!

This was the first time since they reconnected that she had seen him in anything other than pants and a firesuit, which the firesuit was hot enough, but now, she half wished he'd cover up and half wished he'd expose more so she could see just have far up his thigh that DarthVader tattoo went.

Damn. As if he couldn't get any sexier. The tattoos were hot and she could feel an intense heat in her midsection traveling lower into her body. Her mouth had gone dry, probably from drooling and her palms were sweating.

She knew she was staring, her eyes were probably bulging out of her head, but she could not look away.

Seeing him like this made her want to do some really obscene things to him. What? She had no clue what, but she knew they were obscene.

Damn him and his sexy ass tattoos.

"Like what you see?" He smirked at her.

If she didn't get away now, any resistance she had would be long gone. A part of her wondered why she was even resisting in the first place, but another part of her insisted that was the wise thing to do. She wanted to tell that part to go to hell. Why was she so at war with herself? Did that mean she really wasn't ready?

"I...uh... I'm going to take a shower." She stammered, moving as quickly as she could, without running, to the bathroom.

Her heart was pounding, her breathing ragged. It's just tattoos Olivia. She told herself. But, it's tattoos on Ryan's body.

She stripped down, and noticed in the mirror that her skin was flushed a deep shade of crimson. Her panties were soaked all the way through. She kicked them off and turned the cold water all the way on. She stepped under the stream of water, and the cold literally took her breath away. Well, what breath she had left anyway.

She never had intended to remain a virgin for so long. It wasn't like she took a vow of abstinence or anything, but she did have some morals, blame it on her upbringing. She knew that when she did give it up, it would mean something. She just never had anyone in her life who was worth giving it up to. Until now. Maybe? Probably. She was so conflicted. Given her feelings for Ryan, past and present, she could see him being the one. But they had only been officially together for like two days, and she was still unsure of where his head was. Maybe it was better to wait.

How long was Ryan willing to wait though? She knew he had been affected, Hell, she felt it against her. Their clothing being the only thing keeping them from...Get it out of you head Olivia.

She had a feeling she was not the only one who had taken a cold shower. She would be lying if she didn't admit it did wonders to her ego to know that she had turned him on, but she was unsure if his arousal was purely lust, or something more. Best to wait.

She stayed in the shower for as long as she could stand it, a chill replacing the heat that had previously been coursing through her body.

She shivered as she stepped out of the shower, quickly grabbing a thick, fluffy towel to wrap around herself.

The only clothes she had that were suitable for sleeping, other than the pajama shorts that barely covered her ass were a pair of athletic shorts and a T-shirt. Although she didn't normally sleep in her bra, she elected to put that back on since her nipples were perked and standing at attention.

She returned to the living room after dressing, noticing Ryan looked looked very relaxed. Oh how she wished she could relax.

"Are you cold?" Ryan asked, probably seeing her shiver.

"A little." She replied.

He began rubbing his hands up and down her arms. "You're freezing Livvy. Hold on. I'll get you some clothes."

He disappeared for a few moments, then returned with a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie that he handed to her.

She decided to put them on over her clothes. She had a feeling she wouldn't be cold long. His close proximity to her was already making her insides heat up.

As she lifted her arms to pull on the hoodie, the back of her T-shirt rode up, and he could see the top half of what appeared to be a butterfly tattoo. Sweet Livvy had a butterfly tramp stamp.

"I see you've got some ink too. I'm a little surprised." He commented.

"What? 'Good girls' aren't supposed to have tattoos? Blame it on a stressful night in college combined with a little alcohol." She laughed.

"I'm just thinking I'd like to see the rest of it."

Gulp

Her cheeks heating up again, she lowered her waistband slightly. He reached out and lightly touched it, tracing it with his index finger. Her skin broke out in goosebumps before the heat slammed into her again. All it took was one touch from him to set her on fire.

"A stressful, drunk night in college huh." He chuckled.

"Well, I maybe had a few stressful drunk nights."

"You have more?" He asked, eyes wide.

She nodded.

"Show me."

She shook her head. "I can't. Those are a little more private."

Damn. Now he was going to need another cold shower. It was hard enough for him to think about her standing naked in his shower, but to know she had hidden tattoos was almost his undoing.

"I actually have two more. Here and here." He pointed to the left side of his chest, and a little lower to his rib cage. "A tribute to my grandfather." He explained further.

She would love to see them, but knowing that if she saw him shirtless, she would not only lose her mind, but any shred of resistance she had.

"So...uh..where exactly are these other tattoos you're hiding." Dammit. Why was he torturing himself.

"Maybe we should just watch a movie." She changed the subject.

She settled down against him, sitting between his legs, her back resting against his chest, feeling like maybe she should scoot to the other end of the couch. She was really comfortable though, and really didn't want to move.

As he reached for the remote lying on the back of the couch, his arm brushed across her breast. Even through her bra, she was still so very sensitive, and a wave of pleasure shot straight to her core. She shifted her position slightly and felt his erection pressed against her backside.

Fuck it. Fuck waiting. Fuck her somewhat morals. Fuck her uncertainty. She wanted to get...fucked.

She snaked her hand to the back of his neck, and crashed her lips to his. Tongues fighting for dominance, he moaned into her mouth and that only fueled her desire.

His hands slipped under her shirt, hot and searing against her bare skin. She let out a moan of her own, and was surprised when he removed his hands

"Livvy, baby stop." He said, his voice raspy.

He just called her baby.

He also told her to stop.

Humiliation washed over her. Maybe he didn't want her as much as she thought.

"Is it because I've never done this before? Is my lack of experience a turn off?" She asked, fighting back tears. She wished she had a rock to crawl under.

"Oh sweetheart no. That only makes me want you more. To know that no other man has ever touched you like that before, been inside you. I want you, but I respect you too much to do this now when you told me an hour ago that you were not ready."

For once in her life, she didn't care about being respected. She just wanted to be ravished by the really hot guy she had been so crazy about for so long.

"I think I'm just going to go to bed." Olivia said, turning to walk out.

Ryan grabbed her arm and pulled her to him.
"I don't want you to think for one second that I'm rejecting you. I want this too, but when you are sure that you are ready. When it does happen, it's going to be perfect. I'm crazy about you Livvy, and I don't want to screw this up."

She understood what he was saying, and he was right. She was dealing with lustful feelings that she had never experienced before.

"I'm coming to bed too." He announced, turning off the TV and the lights.

He settled down next to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. Maybe he should have taken another shower.

A/N: For anyone new coming in, this is the picture that was referenced in the comments and had us all drooling lol