Page 31 of Reckless Abandon

Lifting her small body up, I lowered her onto my rock hard dick. I fucking loved having Ryann on top. From this angle, it was the most beautiful sight. I could see my dick sliding in and out of her dripping pussy. When she lifted herself up, I would see her juices glisten all over me. Each time she moved, her tits would bounce in my face. I fucking loved her tits. But the best sight of all was her gorgeous face. My butterfly could not hide the pleasure on her face, showing me she loved this as much as I did.

We collapsed onto each other, both out of breath and exhausted. I knew I should get up and get something to clean us up, but the thought of her with me inside her caused me not to move.

“What are you doing for the 4th of July?” I asked her.

“Working. Rose says its hella busy,” Ryann laughed knowing all too well that I hated that word. It irritated me.

“Yeah. The Red, White and Boobs party. It’s a fun time. But before that? Do you want to go to a barbeque at my sister’s place with me?”

“Oh…meeting the family already, huh?” she cooed.

“Yes, but just my sister and her son. Her husband is currently overseas, and my parents live in Los Angeles,” I explained.

“Sounds like fun,” she answered. We continued to kiss until we fell asleep.

I decided not to go to the club for the next couple nights. I knew Ryann needed the job, and I didn’t want to do anything that would make her feel uncomfortable. What I really wanted to do was tell her I made plenty of money to take care of her, and she could come over each night so she could be my own personal stripper. But that made me uncomfortable just thinking about it. I couldn’t even imagine saying that to her.

I used the free time to get Ella’s room ready and set myself to a normal sleeping schedule. Playing poker and owning a strip club were two occupations that definitely keep you up all night. Then again so will a nine-year-old little girl. This year before she came I decided to give her entire room a makeover. Jordyn told me how well Ella did in school and how much she was growing up, so I thought I would do something special for her. I converted her room from little girl princesses to what was more for my young lady. No matter what, she would always be my baby girl.

I also couldn’t stop myself from thinking about the discussion Ryann and I had the other night. The fact that jerk of an ex-husband left her because she couldn’t have kids was horrible. I would always look at my wife as a blessing, and if we were lucky enough to have kids that would be a bonus. A marriage should be about choosing to be with a person because you loved them not because of what they could give to you.

By Friday night, I didn’t want to stay away from The Cave, my friends, or Ryann anymore. Plus, I heard that G was back in town. I trusted Ryann, but I didn’t trust him as far as I could throw him. I decided to sit at the main bar rather than hide up in my booth, especially when I saw that Jeremy, Rose’s husband, was there.

“Hey, buddy. Haven’t seen you around in a while,” I said, grabbing a bar stool next to him.

“Yeah, strip clubs are usually not my thing. But Rose and I are going out tonight so I decided to come down here and hang until she gets off,” Jeremy told me.

“Hey nuts, missed ya,” Ryann said in her sultry Vaughn voice. People knew we were hanging out together, but we figured it was best not to tell people at the club about us being a couple. If that’s what we were. Wrapping my arm around her waist, I pulled her in close to me. I wanted so damn bad to be possessive of my girl. I saw Jeremy look Ryann up and down. Since they've been best friends since they were seventeen, and Ryann being his best friend’s wife, It must be weird for him to have seen her tits. Tonight, Ryann wore a pink G-string, a see through net skirt, and a matching pink net top. Only problem was Ryann had nothing on under that top. Her nipples were perfectly poking through the net.

“Hey, Vaughn,” Jeremy smirked. “Come give me a hug. I haven’t seen you in while.” Jeremy pulled Ryann in tight, almost too tight. I glanced over at Rose to see if she noticed but she was busy helping customers. Maybe Ryann hadn’t told Rose about us yet. Jeremy just seemed to hug her a little too tight for my liking.

After they separated, I bluntly put my arm around Ryann’s waist and pulled her back into me. “You booked for the next hour?” I asked her.

“Nope. Just working the floor. No VIP rooms for me. Bosses orders,” she made sure to look at me and wink.

“Now you are,” I grabbed her by the arm, pulled her across the dance floor, and into one of the private rooms.

“C’mon, Nathan. We’re really are busy and I need the money before summer break is over.” She tried to escape but I blocked the door.

“Butterfly, tonight I'm a paying customer. I miss you. And I hate to say it but, I miss strippers too. So I figured I could spend an hour with my favorite girl and get both fixes taken care of.” I sat down on the bench seat and pulled her down on top of my lap.

“Wow, you could get your fix of me in only an hour, huh?” she teased.

“Baby, I don’t think I could ever get my fix of you,” I told her as I went to lean in for a kiss. She put her fingers up to stop me and started to back away.

“Nope. For the next hour you're a client. You don’t get these lips until we get home tonight. Unless that’s how you want me to treat all my clients.”

I tried to persuade her to spend the rest of the evening with me, but she kept insisting that she didn’t want to take money from me and this was her job. Since we were sleeping together, I saw her point that taking money from me made her feel like a hooker, but isn't that what couple's do? Share money. She still didn’t see my point. We made our way back to the bar, where I watched as Vaughn started making her way around the room. Honestly, thinking of her as Vaughn while we were at the club was the only way I could keep myself sane. Here she was Vaughn, and at home she was my Ryann. I will admit, I loved to watch my girl dance. The way she moved her hips was so fucking sexy. But it’s different from when I used to watch Jordyn dance. With her, it turned me on to watch her dance for other men. With Ryann, it makes me jealous as fuck. Watching her on stage is a whole other story. The stage dance she does with Vanessa sends a raging hard on to my dick every time I see it.

As the night started to wind down, all I wanted to do was get Ryann home to “Netflix and Chill”, have her lay her head in my lap as I run my fingers through her thick hair. By the exhausted look on her face, I think she was going to be more into watching Netflix than the chilling I wanted to do.

“I’ll ask Vanessa for a ride home tonight since you rode the Harley here,” Ryann told me.

“Don’t. Meet me out back as soon as you’ve changed,” I demanded.

What Ryann didn’t know was that I bought her own helmet this week. I needed her on the back of my bike with me, to feel her arms tightly holding around my waist as we rode through the streets of Las Vegas. Nothing sexier than a hot woman on a beautiful bike.

A few minutes later Ryann walked out the back door. “What’s going on Nathan? I assumed you’d bring the truck tonight since we decided to stay at my place.”