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The following contains mature content.

At that exact moment, a loud crack of thunder pierced through the sky, startling both of them. He wasn't sure if it was the thunder or his words that caused her to jump, and he realized how his admission of love had come out and how it must have sounded to her.

"I'm so sorry Livvy. That's not the way I planned on telling you that, but it's true. I love you. I love you so much. I think I always have. I need you too. You are the best thing in my life. You are my rock, my anchor. I know I don't deserve you. I know I've been an ass, but I can't lose you. Please Livvy. Don't leave me." He pleaded, as tears rolled down his cheeks.

She stepped out of the car and launched herself at him, flinging her arms around his neck. "I love you too Ryan." She crashed her lips to his, kissing him deeply, passionately. Neither of them noticing, nor caring that it had begun to rain.

Finally he pulled away. "We're getting wet." He laughed.

"I don't care. I told you I'd dance in a storm with you." She said.

"And I told you I'd dance with the right partner. That's you Livvy." He wrapped his arms around his waist, swaying her, and kissed her again, as the sky opened up, and it began to pour harder.

"Is that enough dancing for you?" He asked.

She nodded and laughed. "For now. Let's get inside."

Stepping into the air conditioned house soaking wet had them both chilled.

"We need to get out of these wet clothes." Olivia said, as she pulled Ryan's wet shirt over his head. She marveled at the hard lines of his torso, tracing his tattoos with her finger before running her hands along the hard muscles of his abdomen. He was so beautiful. His body a work of art. She was filled with longing and desire. She waited for the uncertainty to rear its head, but it didn't. Everything was so clear now.

Ryan hesitated, his hands on the hem of her shirt.

She pulled him closer, and kissed him softly, then she murmured against his lips. "Make love to me Ryan."

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life. I'm ready for this."

He also wanted this more than anything, he wanted to completely ravish her, but he had to keep reminding himself he could not lose control with her. He had to take it slow.

He led her to the bedroom and went first, removing his wet jeans. His boxer briefs immediately followed. He pulled the soaked shirt over her head and slid her shorts and underwear down her legs. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra, allowing it to fall to the floor.

Suddenly, she felt self conscious, as he was seeing her completely nude for the first time. Her modest B cup was nothing to be proud of. She had seen Lauren, and knew she was stacked, and her own body suddenly felt inadequate. She began to cross her arms over her chest, feeling exposed.

"Stop. You're beautiful." Ryan pulled her arms off her chest and stared. She was beautiful indeed. He took in the soft curves, the long legs, flat, toned stomach.

He wanted to worship her with his eyes, his hands, his mouth. Everything. He felt he had a waited a lifetime for this, and he was not going to blow it.

He laid her gently down on the bed then he followed, his lips found hers. Mouths moving against each other in perfect sync, and she felt the kiss down to her toes.

He moved on to her neck, placing soft, open mouth kisses along the hollow of her throat until he found her sweet spot and began sucking on it.

He trailed kisses along her jawline, her collarbone, and her chest, on to the soft swell of her left breast, kissing it softly before swirling his tongue around her nipple, watching as in perked. Then he took the nipple into his mouth and lightly sucked on it.

His actions sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her clit, and before her brain could even comprehend anything, he moved on to her right breast, lavishing it with the same attention as the the other.

He peppered her rib cage and stomach with kisses, before moving lower.

Olivia was burning up from the inside. The things he was doing to her body were driving her crazy. She could feel just how wet she was, and she needed him elsewhere. She was fully prepared to beg, until she felt his hot breath on her equally hot core as he placed a kiss on her center.

He gently spread her folds apart and when his tongue licked at her throbbing clit before darting into her hot core, she thought she had died and gone to heaven.

He teased her with his lips and tongue, thoroughly devouring her as his thumb rubbed small circles against her clit.

He moved his mouth from her and replaced his tongue with his index finger, slowly pushing it in and out. He added a second finger. He moved them in and out, then moved his fingers apart, gently stretching her.

She was right on the edge, her pleasure building, intensifying. Her release bubbling just beneath the surface.

He removed his fingers, and she whined at the loss, until his tongue darted out and licked at her clit again and she completely shattered, her legs quivering, tightening around his head. The dam burst, and a flood of warmth and wetness was released, which he greedily lapped up.

The slurping sounds he was making were obscene, but only fueled her desire.

"Now Ry. I need you now." She pleaded.

He lifted his head from between her thighs. His mouth wet, covered in her juices, and it was sexy as hell.

He sat up and reached for a condom in the nightstand drawer next to the bed. He tore open the foil packet and rolled the condom onto his bright red, leaky cock before settling himself between her thighs.

Her bottom lip was caught between her teeth. He knew that look. It was a combination of arousal and nerves. It was understandable where her nerves were coming from.

"Are you absolutely sure about this Livvy?" He asked again.

"Yes I'm sure. I'm nervous, but I want this more than anything. I want you."

"I need you to try and relax for me sweetheart. I wish I could promise you this wouldn't hurt, but I can't. I promise I'll go slow and take it easy." He kissed her softly, tenderly, and she felt her nerves begin to melt away.

"I know Ry. It's okay."

He covered her body with his, lined up with her entrance and slowly pushed inside, until he was completely sheathed inside her wet warmth. She was so very tight. She felt like heaven, and again had to remind himself to take it slow.

She knew she would feel some discomfort, but she wasn't prepared for the stab of white hot pain as her walls stretched around him, that caused her to wince and involuntarily cry out. Hot tears burned behind her eyes.

He stilled. "I'm so sorry baby." He whispered, kissing the wetness from her face.

"It's okay. Just give me a minute."

She slowly moved her hips beneath him, causing him to moan. Soon, the pain began to dissipate, and all she felt was fullness.

"Go ahead. I'm ready." She whispered.

He pulled back and slowly pushed back in, and a wave of pleasure washed over her.

"Are you okay?" He brushed a lock of hair off of her forehead.

"Yes. Keep going."

"You feel incredible Livvy."

"Mmmm. So do you." She murmured, and it was true. As he began to move more, the pain was gone, and all she felt now was pleasure.

He lifted one of her legs and wrapped it over his hip, giving her a new and different feeling that was so phenomenal, it had her wrapping her other leg around him.

He threw his head back and moaned as he was driven deeper into to her and the pleasure was more intense than he had ever felt.

He increased the pace of his stokes slightly and she arched her back beneath him. She released the most sinful moan he had ever heard in his life, and he felt her walls begin to close around him.

She was so beautiful as she went over the edge, and he was so close to going over the edge himself, but he willed himself to hold on. He was not ready for it to end. He wanted to give her more.

He forced himself to slow down, and pressed his lips to hers in a long, slow, sensuous kiss as his tongue enticed hers to dance with his.

Her hands ran up and down is back and sides, causing his skin to break out in goosebumps from her touch.

He shifted his hips slightly at an angle, and hit a spot that had his name and muttered curses, along with praises to God falling from her lips. He continued to hit that spot and her nails dig into his back and shoulder as she completely came apart in his arms. The tightening of her walls around him, combined with the quivering of her thighs and her breathy moans were his undoing and with a loud moan and a grunt, he released into the condom, his own body quivering from the force and the intensity.

He pulled out slowly, rolled of her and discarded the condom in the wastebasket next to the bed before pulling her against him.

He placed a kiss on her forehead, and she turned her head and locked her eyes with his. "That was.." She panted, her breathing ragged.

"Worth the wait?" He asked hopefully.

"More than worth it. It was amazing. I never thought it could be like this. I'm so glad I waited. I'm so glad it was with you Ry. I love you."

"I love you too Livvy. Always and forever."

In that moment he knew. Never again would he push her away. No matter how bad things got in his professional life, he had his very own angel to lean on.