#1 Deleted Chapter from Ride (Part 1) Mature/18+ only.

A loud knocking on the door made me jump out of my skin. I tensed as my heart hammered in my chest, unsure of what to do.

"Anna, it's me."

I closed my eyes in relief, swearing under my breath. My legs were shaking as I walked to the door, unlocking it and letting him in.

"Shit, are you ok?" Ryan said, closing and locking the door behind him.

I burst into tears. Everything had been building up in my head all day, and now I was finally seeing him. It just came out. To his credit, Ryan didn't seem phased by my tears. He pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly.

"Please don't cry, fuck... I'm sorry." He whispered, stroking my hair.

I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself down. Ryan scooped me up without warning and walked to the sofa, sitting down with me curled up on his lap.

"I can't stop thinking about how I could have died..." I whispered.

Ryan swore and moved his hand to my face, stroking my cheek.

"I wasn't gonna let that happen, no fucking way.

I closed my eyes, my head starting to spin. If I'd eaten today, then I knew I'd be throwing up.

"Where is he now?" I said quietly.

Ryan exhaled loudly

"He's dead. You don't need to worry about him ever again."

I opened my eyes and stared into his face, noticing for the first time how drained he looked.

"Do you think I'm a monster?" He said quietly, his eyes searching mine.

I shook my head, and he sighed, almost sounding relieved.

"I know you'd never act the way he did last night. You have a good heart."

He smiled sadly and captured my hand in his.

"How can you even say that? After everything I've put you through..."

I squeezed his hand tightly

"The first time I met you, I just knew it. You're not as bad ass as you think you are."

He snorted

"I'm not a nice guy and I'm not the kind of man you deserve. If it hadn't been for my selfishness, then you wouldn't be involved in this shit."

I fell silent, although I kept a tight grip on his hand. Maybe some of what he had just said was true, but I found myself caring less and less the longer I was around him.

"I need to know what's going on, Ryan. It's only fair." I said quietly.

He sighed

"What you need is to get some sleep. You look exhausted, baby."

I shook my head

"I can't. It's all I can think about."

He stood up, holding me tightly in his arms.

"I'm going to lie down in bed with you, ok? When is Jess due back?"

I couldn't ignore the flash of desire I felt inside at his statement. As if reading my mind, he froze, an amused look on his face.

"Not for sex! I'm not taking advantage of you like that."

I rolled my eyes and hit his shoulder to put me.

"For the record, it's not taking advantage of me. I'm a fully grown woman who is capable of making her own decisions."

He raised his eyebrows but didn't push the point, dropping me to my feet.

"Come on, bed. You didn't answer my question. When is Jess back?"

I marched to my bedroom, kicking some shoes out of the way. Great, I'd forgotten what a mess it was. Ryan was such a neat freak. He'd find the mess appalling.

"She's gone to the gym, so at least an hour."

I sat down on my bed and curled up in a ball, annoyed with the whole situation. Mostly, I was mad at myself for still wanting him.

I felt the bed dip beside me as Ryan pulled me back into his body, spooning me tightly. My eyes closed, and I instantly felt more relaxed. Before I even realised it, I had fallen asleep.

When I opened my eyes, it took me a few seconds to focus. I was still tucked up in Ryan's arms. He'd hooked his leg over my hip and I was completely cocooned. I laid there for a few seconds, listening to his steady breathing and quiet snoring.

The room was starting to get dark. I could hear the distant roar of the traffic outside. Deciding to risk it, I wriggled around so I was facing him.

His eyes opened quickly, staring into mine. I felt a strong wave of desire hit me hard. Despite everything, I was so turned on by him that all I could think about was his body pressed against mine.

"Relax..." I whispered, moving my hand down his stomach.

His hand was on top of mine in seconds, stopping me in my tracks.

"Anna, don't..."

I pulled my hand away and carried on, moving towards his crotch. His erection was straining against his jeans, and I felt a deep, sweet ache between my legs. I started to undo his zip and he let out a moan.

"I'm trying to do the right thing here and you're making it really fucking difficult..."

His arms tightened around me, contradicting his statement.

"Well, don't..." I said, freeing his cock and grabbing it in the palm of my hand.

I moved my fingers over his entire length and squeezed him gently. His head fell back, and he muttered words I couldn't quite make out.

I took the opportunity to drag my lips over his throat, kissing him softly. His hand moved to the back of my head, tilting me back so his mouth found mine.

I felt like I was bathed in warm sunlight as his tongue tenderly stroked mine. His hands tugged my hair, pulling my face to his.

It felt so different from all the other times that we had kissed. Maybe it was because of what happened last night, but things felt far more intimate.

My hand was still wrapped around his cock, moving in a slow and deliberate rhythm. It made a change for me to be taking the lead like this. I loved the way he dominated me, but I had no idea it could feel so good watching him come undone and surrender to me.

Without warning, he pushed me to my back and laid on top of me. I grinned to myself as he tugged my pyjama bottoms down. Then his hand was moving between my legs and I was arching up into him.

"Fuck, you're so wet. You really want me, don't you?" He said, his voice husky.

God, that was the understatement of the year. I couldn't help but wonder how fucked up that made me. If anything, I should be running away from him, but no, he was in my bed and I was close to begging him to screw me.

"Jess could be back soon..." I warned, wrapping my leg around him.

He pulled a condom out from his jeans pocket and I raised my eyebrows at him.

"What? I didn't plan this. In fact, you started it..." He said, pulling back slightly.

"I'm not saying anything!" I replied quietly, even though we both knew what I had been thinking.

He rolled the condom on and positioned himself back between my legs. Then he pushed into me hard, filling me completely. I dug my nails into his shoulders, gripping the material of his t-shirt tightly. His stubble felt like sandpaper against my face as he thrust into me, slowly.

I tried to pull his mouth to mine, but he moved to my neck, kissing the sensitive skin by my ear.

"Kiss me." I pleaded, arching my body up to him and deepening our connection.

His hand moved underneath my t-shirt, his fingers rubbing my nipples. I grabbed his hair to try to guide his mouth to mine, but it didn't work. In fact, he flipped me over so I was on my stomach and lifted me up by my hips, biting the top of my ear.

"Hold on to the pillow."

I braced myself as he slammed into me from behind. He had one hand on my hip and the other on my back, gripping me tightly. I shouted his name as he thrust in and out of me roughly, my legs feeling weak.

"I can't take much more." I moaned. In fact, my whole body felt like it was about to go up in flames.

"Don't come yet." Ryan commanded, still pounding into me.

I tried to control my breathing, holding back the flames of pleasure that were fighting to shoot through my body.

"Fuckkkk... yes...now." He said, finally slowing down.

I clenched my eyes shut, waves of pleasure taking me to new levels of ecstasy. I didn't want it to end. I could feel Ryan coming as he stilled and thrust into me one final time.

I fell face down on the bed, completely exhausted. Ryan pulled out of me and the next thing I knew, he was pulling me into his arms, holding me closely.

We laid there like that for a few minutes, both breathing heavily. It was no good. I didn't want to argue straight after sex, but he'd annoyed me.

"Why wouldn't you kiss me?"

He sighed and let go of me, moving from the bed. I watched as he chucked the condom in the bin and started to do up his jeans.

"I asked you a question." I said, trying to keep my voice calm.

He sat down on the edge of my bed and rubbed his temples.

"Anna, we just had pretty incredible sex. Don't start on me. I've got a lot of shit going on at the moment."

His response infuriated me even more. I pulled my pyjama bottoms back on and stood up.

"And I don't? How can you be so stupid?"

He stood up and walked towards the door, before pausing suddenly.

"There's nothing else in the world that makes me feel the way I do when I kiss you, Anna. Now is not the time for me to deal with that kind of shit. I can't."

My heart felt like it was going to explode in my chest, his words repeating in my head. Before I had a chance to respond, he'd gone, shutting the door quietly behind him.

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