I woke up feeling warm and refreshed from my sleep. Though my sleep was amazing and I felt relaxed, it felt like Ryan was literally sleeping on top of me. I tried prying his arms from my waist which was very difficult.

"Ryan?" I called out.

He didn't say anything but scooted closer to me, his morning wood grinding against my butt. Which, slightly freaked me out a bit, calming myself. I decided to push back onto him. With his arms already on my waist, he moved me even closer, his dick almost sliding between my cheeks.

"Mmmhmm...." He moaned, moving his arms around mine and his head in the crook of my neck.

"Ryan, wake up."

"Mmhmm..." He moaned again, this time grinding on me. His hard on was very long and very thick, I really just wanted to touch.

"Ryan, wake up." I said again, much louder.

"Mmmhmm...cum for me." I couldn't believe he was talking in his sleep, and I really didn't want to know who he was dreaming about.

"Ryan!"

"Yeah....say my name baby.."

Trying my best, I tried moving away from him. I wasn't scared of him to grind on me or anything, I would rather him do it while he's awake and not while he's dreaming about some random girl. With the space I had, I pushed him back using my elbow trying to wake him.

"Wake up." I said, pushing him harder.

"Damn...mhm, why you hittin me in my chest and shit?" He asked unwrapping his arms around me and laying on his back, his hand covering his chest.

"I've been trying to wake you and you were talking in your sleep."

"I don't even talk in my sleep." Facing him, I held myself up with my arm.

"You were talking in your sleep today tho."

"What was I sayin?" He asked, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

"You said you wanted someone to cum for you and to say your name so...."

"Oh...D-did I say someone's name?" He looked slightly frightened.

"No...but do you remember the dream?"

"Yeah, I do." He replied, slightly smirking.

"Then who was it? She must of been amazing because you were moaning like crazy."

"I couldn't really see her face that clear."

"You couldn't see her face clearly? But you remember the dream?"

"I gotta go to the bathroom." Ryan got up quickly and went to the bathroom.

Rolling onto my back, I stared up at the ceiling. Sleeping in bed with Ryan was one of the best rests I've ever had. If I could, I would have him cuddling me every night. Searching my bed for my phone, I found it tucked under the comforter. Checking the time, I noticed it was 9:50.

"Shit! Ryan we have to get ready!" I yelled jumping out of bed, ripping off my shorts and shirt.

"Late for what?" He asked, sliding the door open and walking towards me.

"School! I need to wash my ass and brush my teeth!" I ran around the room trying to find something to wear.

"What time is it?"

"It's about to be 10:00, you need to put your clothes on and go to school!"

"We done already missed first hour, shit and second hour probably already started. We might as well not go to school." I slowed my pace and looked at him blankly.

"Shit, after this I can't miss school." I said, sitting in one of my plush chairs, crossing my legs.

"Why didn't your alarm go off?" I watched as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"I forgot to turn it on...my alarm was the last thing I was thinking about last night."

"Oh....why are you naked?" He asked, I looked over myself and jumped from my seat.

"I was going to get ready for school..." I bent over to pick up my shorts and shirt.

"I'm not saying get dressed or anything, I was just wondering." He hurriedly explained, staring at my body as he spoke.

"Ha....it's cool, I think I actually want to take a shower." I grabbed some clean underwear and pajamas.

"I wanna take a shower too." Ryan said, standing up and moving in front of me.

"Y-you can take a shower if you want." I moved away from him going to my room door.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to the bathroom downstairs."

"Why? We can get in the shower together or something, I mean....I don't have any underwear." Ryan nagged.

"Ugh....I have some boxers you can wear." I walked back to my drawers and searched for the boxers.

"Whose boxers are those? Why you still got them bitches? And who's dirty dick was in them?" He was quickly making himself angry just thinking about who's boxers they belonged to.

"Ryan, sometimes I wear male boxers as shorts around the house. No one's dick has rubbed against those shorts, just my vagina."

"Are you just saying that shit or serious?"

"Ok, it's not that big of a deal so calm down."

"But it is though, if I had some random bitches underwear in my drawers and I offered them to you, you would be mad as shit." Ryan spoke strong with his fists balled.

"First of all, I'm not giving you some random underwear from some random nigga that walked into my room. These are my damn boxers and I just feel like you just wanna argue with me."

"I don't wanna argue, I'm just saying." I could tell he was beginning to really get himself upset, I don't feel like I've really said anything serious to be mad about.

"Ok Ryan, here are the boxers. I'm not trying to get you mad."

Sometimes I forget and have to remind myself that not only is Ryan bipolar, but he has anger management problems. With knowing this, I know sometimes I have to back down and let the situation breath. I know some people might see that as being a pushover but I don't see it that way. I always express how I feel to him, I just know I have to back down sometimes.

"I'm not mad." Though he was saying those words, his body language was saying something different.

"Ok....are you leaving after your shower or staying?"

"Do you want me to leave, because if you do I can leave right now?!" This was definitely more difficult than I thought it would be. Taking a deep breath, and a moment to figure out what to say. I could easily tell his mood was changing rapidly, and I didn't want to make the situation worse.

"No, I don't want you to leave. Why don't we take our showers and when I'm finished, I'll make breakfast or something. Is that ok? Or do you want me to order something?" I said every word as calmly as I could, trying my best not to sound angry, mad, or aggressive.

"That's ok." Ryan confirmed before going into the bathroom and closing the door.

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After taking my shower and dressing I went back to my room to check on Ryan. I walked in and he was still in the shower, I could hear the water running clearly. I don't know why, but I didn't knock, yet opened the door just enough so I could see what was happening. The sight I saw had me running, choking, and blushing. Before going back to the door, I calmed myself and looked back in.

Ryan was standing in the shower jerking off, like beating his dick hard. I don't know why, but it was turning me on like crazy, I couldn't look away. I zoned out and the next thing I knew, my hand was in my shorts rubbing myself. He just looked so sexy, his muscles flexing and jaw clenched the faster he went.

Rubbing myself was ok, but fingering felt so much better and I felt much closer to cumming.

"Shit, uhh...." Ryan moaned throwing his head back. I watched closely as he rubbed the very tip of his dick.

"Mmhm.." I moaned looking at him. Having a hard time being quiet.

"Mhmm...you like that dick Kenzie?"

"Omg!" I whisper yelled, leaping then falling to the floor and hitting the bed in the process.

Ryan must of heard me falling because he turned off the water, and I could hear him getting out of the shower.

"Mackenzie are you there?" I didn't say anything, but tried my best to crawl out of the room. This would be soooo embarrassing if he saw me crawling around on the floor.

When I past the bathroom, I stood, then ran downstairs into the kitchen. Ugh, now I feel like a complete freak, and not the good kind from watching him jerk off. Why would I do that, like who does shit like that? Trying not to think about me being a fucking pedo...I washed my hands and called up a local Coney Island.

"Hello, this is Bob's Coney Island on Mack, how may I help you?"

"Hi, umm..I wanted to know if you guys have any breakfast specials."

"Yes, we have breakfast specials but would you like me to read them off or you tell me what you want and I'll match you with the best thing?"

"I'll tell you what I want."

"Ok, give me a second please." I waited on the phone for the girl to come back.

In the meantime I sat in the den and turned on the tv. Ryan then came downstairs wearing my tight boxers, and sat on the other end of the couch.

"Who you on the phone with?" He asked watching tv. I hope he can't tell, but I am trying my best not to look at him. I feel so awkward right now, him in his underwear and me being a creep watching him beat his meat. He would probably be hella pissed if he knew.

"T-t-the Coney, ordering breakfast." I couldn't help but stutter while speaking to him.

"Oh...ok."

"Ok miss, what would you like?"

"So, I want two meals with pancakes, eggs, and bacon." Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Ryan grabbing himself, licking his lips, and staring at me.

"Ok, so you can have the Two Eggs Any Style with the choice of bacon or ham with pancakes, to me that sounds about like everything you want."

"Do you want Bacon or ham?" I asked Ryan while temporarily placing the phone down.

"I want you." He said biting his bottom lip.

"Ok! So I would like two orders of scrambled eggs, ham, and pancakes." After making my order I stood up from the couch to go get my money.

"Where you goin? I want you to come sit over here with me."

"I have to get my money." I said, slowly walking away backwards.

"I can pay for it."

"It's ok, you're the guest." I hurriedly ran up the stairs to avoid him.

I don't know why but I feel like something is going to happen, not something bad but something good. Something that will make me feel good, I can already tell by the look on his face he's feeling some type of way. I mean the wet dream, the jerking off, and still when he came downstairs he was rubbing his shit so something is happening when I go downstairs.

Reaching the stairs, I slowly walked down them and took a deep breath. Placing the money on the dining room table, I walked back into the room and went to sit down.

"Come over here, sit next to daddy." He patted the seat next to him. I couldn't help but feel my heartbeat speed up.

"Ugh....I don't know, the food might come soon and that seat is further from the door." I really was trying to come up with anything to not sit next to him. With us being alone, anything and everything can happen, it's not like anyone would stop us.

"Just for a second bae, I just wanna hold you right now." I scratched behind my ear trying to figure out what to do.

"Did you brush your teeth this morning?"

"Yes, I did. I had to use my finger and some mouthwash but I got the job done."

"Ok, just for a second." I stood up slowly and walked over to him.

Sitting next to him wasn't enough I guess, because he placed me on his lap. His big muscular arms wrapped around me. I could easily feel his meat getting harder.

"Why don't you turn around and face me, I wanna see your face." I stood and sat on his lab again, only thing different this time was that I was facing him.

"There, so....this was fun." I said before trying to stand, yet he grabbed my hips roughly stopping me.

"Come on, stop playin." Ryan moved me up more, making sure I was sitting directly on his dick.

"So yeah, breakfast should be coming anytime now."

"You don't wanna sit with me? You don't have to if you don't want to, I don't want you to feel forced." Ryan went to push me off of his lap, not in a rough way but more like helping me get up.

"No, it's ok." I said pushing myself onto him.

"Nah, it's not ok. I don't want you to sit on me and stuff if you don't feel like it." Before I could say anything else, I heard my phone ringing and someone knocking on the door.

Standing up, I grabbed my phone and answered while walking towards the door.

"I'm outside with your food."

"Ok." I said while grabbing the money and hurriedly opening the door.

"Bitch!" The delivery guy said, I didn't know who he was so I was obviously confused.

"Omg! Why didn't you tell me you worked at Coney Island?!" I yelled opening the door fully.

"Girl, I didn't tell you because this is my secret identity. I don't need people knowing my business, but yo ass didn't even tell me you lived over here."

"Well shit, you only come to school once a week so it's kinda hard to keep a line of communication open."

"Who is this nigga?" Ryan asked, looking down at me with his eyebrows raised. Looking over him, he came to the door barefoot and half naked, I couldn't help shaking my head at him.

"Ryan, this is my friend Ejay and Ejay this is Ryan."

"Nice to meet you sir." Ejay said, with his eyes almost bulging out of his head, he wouldn't stop looking at me. By the look on his face I knew he was definitely going to have some shit to say.

"What up doe?" Ryan replied dryly looking at me.

"Umm...why don't you come in? Or do you have to leave?"

"Of course I'm coming in, them motherfucka's don't pay me enough anyways, I need a damn break."

Ryan grabbed the food and walked into the house fully. He could barely turn his back all the way before Ejay was tugging my arm. All three of us sat at the dining room table.

"Do you want somethin to drink?" Ryan asked Ejay like this was his damn house, I straight faced him.

"Nah, I'm ok thanks."

"Ok, and I'mma get us something to drink. Gimme a kiss." Ryan lowered his head and we gave each other a small peck before he walked into the kitchen. Looking at Ejay, I shook my head and rolled my eyes.

"Ohhh, very dominant." Ejay said poking out his lips.

"Boy, whatever."

"So, where are your parents? Like, you got this half naked MAN walking around the house." He whispered.

"They're in Chicago, and haven't called so...."

"Man, I never saw him with his shirt off before. Mhm..is he usually on top of you because that really says a lot?" I rolled my eyes at him.

"Whore, we've never had sex before, so I don't know."

"Bitch, you got this half naked God walking through your damn house and you're telling me you haven't sucked his dick yet? That's what you're telling me?"

"Yes, I'm telling you we haven't did anything."

"You are fucking insane, you know that right? How in the fuck haven't yo-" Before Ejay could finish Ryan walked in and Ejay scolded me.

Separating the food, Ryan placed one container in front of me, and the other in front of him.

"So, where are you from?" Ryan asked Ejay while eating a mouth full of pancakes.

"Ummmm...I'm from Michigan."

"Ha..nah, like what school?"

"Oh, y'all school."

"I haven't seen you before, mhm."

"Yeah well, you won't ever see him again at the rate he's going. Delivering food in the morning while school is going on."

"Ok, excuse me Ms.Mackenzie but you're not in school either so...you can't really judge."

"I got up late that's different."

"Late doesn't mean anything, you could have still went."

"That's what I said, but..." I retorted looking at Ryan.

"Well....the power of the dick is magical." I narrowed my eyes at Ejay, while Ryan laughed his ass off.

"Haha..I think i'mma go to the back." Ryan said standing up and leaving.

"Why did you say that?" I whispered.

"I'm sorry, sometimes I just have verbal diarrhea and can't control myself."

"Get the fuck out of my house!" I whisper yelled.

"No thank you, but when do you plan on fucking him? You have to tell me so I can help you plan it. We need to go lingerie shopping and buy some I don't know what girls use, some................vagina spray?"

"My vagina is perfectly fine and natural."

"Does that mean you have a bush? I mean, I'm all for not shaving it but you don't want the damn boy to get lost."

"Yes I shave it, I don't use vaginal sprays, they can mess up your PH balance."

"Ooookkkk Ms.Organic, but when are you going to fuck him?"

"Umm....it's not that simple." He raised his eyebrows at me.

"Why? Are you scared of the dick? I know he probably got a magical God like stroke but don't be scared. It might not kill you."

"No...it's not that I'm scared of it, I-I'm a virgin." I whispered the last part to make sure Ryan wouldn't hear me.

"Ohhhhhh!" Ejay said with wide eyes.

"Can you be quiet?"

"Why? You didn't tell him yet or something?" He chucked but soon he stopped.

"No.."

"Mackenzzzzzzie....you can't do that babe." He said throwing his head back.

"Why?"

"Because, what if something happens and the next thing you know his dick is inside you and he just see blood everywhere. That would scare the shit out of him. Y'all never made out or anything?"

"Yeah we have, like things got sexual and I would stop it, or someone would walk in."

"Ok, but when you have a boyfriend and you guys are very sexual with each other, you really never know when shit is going to go down. I mean, do you want to stay a virgin till marriage?"

"No, I mean....I don't mind losing it, I just want to have a strong connection with the person first." I said looking down.

"Look bae, nothing is wrong with that. Have sex when you want to, don't feel pressured...but you should tell him so he doesn't get the wrong idea."

"You don't think he might just know I'm a virgin?"

"Being serious, I didn't think you were a virgin because you had serious boyfriends before, so he might think the same thing. But! Rather or not he knows, you should tell him you're a virgin."

"Ok, I'll have to figure out what to say then."

"You don't have to have a crazy serious conversation, just throw it in. Like.....breakfast was great this morning, I'm a virgin and Ejay's so cool."

"Ha..I'll think about doing that."

"Well, I have to go bae." He said standing from the chair and hugging me.

"Ok, but you have to come over again, we had a good little talk."

"Yeah, I need to start coming to school more. Remember to tell him you're a virgin before it's too late. BYE RYAN!" He yelled.

"Bye!" Ryan yelled back, waving.

"I'll remember and here's the money."

"It's ok, I was probably going to just take the money anyways."

"Ha, how do you still have that job?"

"It's a family restaurant, my great grandma and grandpa."

"Oh that's cool, so you steal the money?"

"Sometimes, you know...I might get robbed on the way there or something." He said, smiling wildly.

"You going to hell."

"Hopefully the Devils hot, anyways! Bye." He kissed my cheek and walked towards his ride.

"Bye bye!" I scream.

After watching him pull off, I closed and locked the door. Grabbing my food and juice, I walked to the den to join Ryan. He was eating his food and watching sports. He watched as I sat down with my food and started eating.

"Ejay was pretty cool." Ryan stated

"Yeah, he's really cool and funny."

"Ha, yeah he is." Ryan's face went from a laugh, to seriousness. I could tell he had something on his mind. "I'm not trying to start anything...I just wanna ask a question."

"No, I've never dated him and I know for a FACT he would not date me."

"Why wouldn't he date you? Too irritating or something?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

"No, I'm not his type."

"Babe, you're everybody's type."

"Ha, Ryan.....what I have he doesn't want."

"What does that even mean?" I could tell he was seriously confused.

"Babe, it means he likes to fuck boys, my vagina would not please him."

"What?! He's gay!" He looked so surprised.

"Yes Ryan, he is gay."

"Wow, I mean he doesn't look..you know, I know they all don't look the same but....man.."

"Yeah, so you didn't have to go all 'kissy face' when he was here."

"Shit, how was I supposed to know....it's not like he just said 'hey I'm Ejay, and I'm gay.' But still, you never know, he might go for it. It's not like gay guys haven't slept with girls before."

"I know Ryan." I said rolling my eyes at him.

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When we were finished eating, we watched tv a couple hours then fell to sleep. I woke up from my cat nap and went to wake Ryan. Before though, I picked up our food containers and put our cups in the dishwasher. Walking back into the den, I tapped Ryan's arm.

"Mmmhmm.." He moaned. Hopefully this nigga isn't having another wet dream, I don't feel like all of that.

"Ryan, wake up!" I yelled, yet this time he shot straight up from the couch.

"Shit girl, why you always hitting me and yelling?" He rubbed his chest and sat up completely.

"Because you sleep hard as fuck, let's go upstairs." I said walking towards the stairs.

"What's upstairs?" He asked with a grin on his face.

"My bed, it would be better sleeping up there."

"I ain't even sleepy no more." Ryan said, standing from the couch and following me upstairs.

Walking the stairs, we finally made it to my room, at which, I automatically fell on my bed. Ryan took no time to belly flop on the bed, almost making me hit the floor.

"Damn, heavy ass." He reached the top of the bed and held his hands out for me.

"Bring that thick ass up here." He pulled me up by my arms, and I ended up laying right next to him.

"I'm thick?" I asked seriously, I never thought of myself as thick, just...there.

"Yeah, you hella thick. Look at these thighs, like just so..mhm!" He grabbed one roughly, lightly massaging it.

"Mhm.." I moaned, looking at him and biting my bottom lip.

"Get on top." I climbed on top of him but couldn't help but think about what Ejay said, and what he meant. My thighs on either side of his pelvis, my butt rubbing slightly against his groin.

"You like being on the bottom?" I asked, running my hands over his abs.

"I prefer to be on top, I like being in control..ha but right now I'm being lazy." He placed his hands on my thighs, running his hands up and down them.

"So....you like to do all the work?"

"Mmmm...yeah, I guess. I like making my partner feel good." I watched as his hands slowly inched further up.

"Ha..I like that."

"What about you? You like being on top, being in control?"

"Ummm.....I'm not sure.." I shouldn't have even asked him that question, I knew he was going to ask me the same thing back. But, thinking about it I wouldn't mind being in control or having him being in control.

"You're not sure ha? You just like to get satisfied?" His hands still ran up and down my legs.

"Uhh....I like both, like I can be in control but...I like being submissive too."

"You know what my favorite thing is..right?" He asked, wrapping his hands around to my butt.

"Mmhmm...I might." I said smiling, grinding against his groin.

"Say it then."

"Make me...." He released my cheeks, then smacked them hard.

"Why you always being difficult?"

"I'm not....I jus-" out of nowhere, Ryan's phone started ringing.

"Keep talking, I'm not answering the phone." Though he wanted to keep talking and stuff, the ringing of his phone was irritating me.

"Answer it."

"No, I don't feel like it. What we're doing right now is more important." I snatched the phone from his hand, and leaped off the bed. He tried getting the phone from me, he large hands gripping my waist.

"Give it back Ken."

"Hello?" I spoke into the phone, dismissing Ryan's attempts to get his phone back.

"Hello, who am I speaking with?"

"Ryan stop,.....this is Mackenzie." The voice was coming from a woman, I knew it wasn't Betty because she sounded much younger.

"Uh..hi Mackenzie, are you Ryan's girlfriend?"

"Yes, I am."

"Well, that's funny because I'm his girlfriend." Immediately I hung up the phone and pushed Ryan off of me.

"Get the fuck off of me!" I screamed at him.

"What's wrong? We were just playin."

"Your girlfriend called, that's what's wrong. I knew I shouldn't have fucking trusted you." My eyes were burning from wanting to cry, but I couldn't, not right now at least. It felt like my heart was breaking, like it was going to stop beating in any moment.

"Wait, wait what are you talking about?" He tried touching my arm.

"Don't fucking touch me! Your girlfriend called and wanted to know what you were doing."

"Baby, I don't have another girlfriend. Who was that on the phone? Did they give you a name?"

"You know exactly who that bitch is! Don't play me like that! I want you to get the fuck out of my house!"

"Baby, I don't have another girlfriend. I'm telling you I really don't." I threw his phone at his chest hard, it dropped to the floor.

"Get the fuck out of my house!"

"Just let me see who the girl was, I'm telling you baby just believe me." Ryan quickly picked up his phone and checked the caller ID.

"I'm trying Ryan but what do you want me to do when you have random bitches calling your phone claiming to be your girlfriend?"

"I don't even know this number, I'm serious."

"Well you better figure out who number it belongs to, and until you find out who this bitch is, you can't talk to me." I grabbed Ryan's things and threw them at him.

"Baby, come on don't do that. Everything was going good, I'm telling you I don't know this person."

"You better learn who this bitch is then, because I ain't fuckin with you anymore. You need to get the fuck out of my fuckin house."

"Come on now baby, don't talk like that." Ryan wrapped his arms around me, and tried kissing me.

"Fuck off of me man, you need to go to your girlfriend." I pushed away from him.

"Baby, please don't do this." Ryan begged, but I dismissed all of his pleading.

"Just leave." I pushed Ryan down the stairs, and out the back door. He stood looking disappointed, in boxers and barefoot, holding all of his things.

"I-I-I think I-"

"I-I think you need to find your girlfriend and enjoy your life with her." Closing the door in his face, I went back upstairs to my room.

I was so pissed off I couldn't do anything. Like I literally sat in my chair and zoned out for hours. I just can't believe what the fuck happened today. Everything was perfectly fine, we started off rough and we're working with each other but now some bitch is calling his phone, claiming to be his girlfriend. I wanted to believe Ryan, but he did NOT want to answer his phone, and that shows me he obviously had something to hide.

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