Chapter 192: Nerves Handled
Vivian’s POV
Vivian was a ball of nerves.
That was not a good thing at all. Her hearing was due to take place in just over an hour. She needed to be as cool as a cucumber by then. But she just could not seem to get herself under control. She was even struggling to do up the buttons of the blouse that she intended to wear during the hearing.
Taking it off Vivian tossed it aside with a groan. Still wearing only her underwear she began to pace. A part of her wanted to go to the gym and do some damage to the punching bag, but she knew that that would be a bad idea. She might lose track of time while in there, and end up being late, which was not something that she wanted. Speeding up Vivian tried to burn off her excess energy, but it just was not helping.
Ryan found her like that when he stepped into the walk-in closet, and for a moment he just paused at the threshold. Then without saying a word, he moved towards her, took her hand and began guiding Vivian towards the bedroom.
"Wait, I still have to find something appropriate to wear," She tried to reason, but he completely ignored her. The next thing she knew, Ryan was turning around, lifting her up and throwing her right onto the bed. Without wasting any time, he was looming over her, then he began trailing kisses down her body and Vivian lost herself in the sensations. But the moment that he began running his lips over the edge of her panties, reality came crashing down on her with a quickness. Her fingers in his hair, she pulled gently at his head until he got the message and looked up at her.
"We can’t, I have to get ready for the hearing," Just saying the words made her feel like she was doing her pussy a disservice, but she held firm. Looking back down, Ryan dropped a deliberate kiss over her crotch, then he looked back up at her.
"You can’t get ready for the hearing while you’re so frazzled, just lay back and let me handle things for you okay. I promise after I’m done, you’ll be so blissed out that you will ace that meeting, trust me," Any thought of telling him no, fled her mind the moment Ryan leaned back in and sucked at her cunt through the lacy fabric of her underwear.
Oh this man, her legs falling open in resignation, Vivian surrendered herself to him, and just like that, the pleasure began.
**
Several minutes in and she was already a hot mess. Vivian would give it to him, Ryan was an absolute genius. Instead of worrying herself to death, about a hearing that she had no control over, she was instead giving herself over to the pleasures of the flesh.
He was three fingers deep, his tongue alternating between tracing the edges of her opening, and flicking at her clit, all the while his fingers never stopped moving. The digits grazing her sweet spot just right and making Vivian see stars each time he crooked them. The pleasure so intense that she just wanted to push herself up and start riding them until she came. But having been given stern instructions to just lay there and enjoy herself, Vivian did not do that.
Instead she just lay there, gripping the sheets tight and moaning loudly as he continued to pleasure her. Sometimes her fingers dug into her own hair, other times she found herself gripping his head and just holding him over her core, forcing him to lick, and lick until she fell back, unable to take it anymore. In the end her orgasm hit her so good that Vivian clamped her thighs around Ryan’s head. Her soul momentarily, leaving her body as Ryan removed his fingers and instead latched on to her spasming cunt with his lips, and sucked at her with all of his might...mouth to mouth of a different kind.
She was still dazed and staring up at the lights without really seeing them, when Ryan settled by her side, a smug smirk on his face( to be honest, after what he had just done to her, he’d earned that smirk and then some).
"See, now all you need is another quick shower and you will definitely ace that hearing," Ryan, the genius, was absolutely right, she was too blissed out to panic over anything.
***
Post orgasmic bliss just oozing from her, Vivian logged into the meeting with a chill attitude that she was certain would not have been out of place in someone who regularly smoked weed. She answered questions directed to her without panicking and when asked to plead her case she did not miss a beat. By the time that the whole thing ended and the director told her she could not only come to work but that a few donations from Ryan would be welcome as well, Vivian barely registered anything, she just nodded professionally and logged off. That done, she stood and made her way to the bedroom, opening the door she found Ryan on the bed, completely naked, his dick ready and waiting.
"I take it congratulations are in order," He said, a lazy smile on his face, not wasting any time, Vivian kicked off her shoes and jumped onto the bed with him. She was about to start taking off the blouse and skirt that she had worn when Ryan stopped her.
"Wait, can you ride me while wearing that?"
What?
The combo was one of the most boring clothes that Vivian owned, she looked like an old schoolteacher in them. But seeing the lust in Ryan’s eyes she realized that something about the look did it for him, so she decided to indulge him. Popping the first few buttons of her blouse so that her cleavage was exposed, Vivian smiled as she straddled him. Pulling her panties to the side, she guided his dick into her, a big smile stretching her face as the tip slid in. Taking her time she worked herself up and down on his dick until she finally bottomed out, groaning at the stretch.
"You, young man were very naughty earlier, so just lay there and take your punishment, do you hear?" She told him, her tone stern, the walls of her cunt gripping and releasing his dick, to show him just how serious she was being. Choking back a groan, Ryan nodded, and Vivian got to work.
By the time that she finished with him, she wanted to make sure that neither of them would be able to move for a few hours.