Love Unscripted

and wondering about his dream.

I kissed his bare chest; my mischievous tongue took the liberty to taste him. I slid my open hand down his side, stopping in the muscular dent on

his hip. His eyes were still closed, but his lips turned up into a smile. A soft purr slipped from his throat.

My hand found a new destination and with a few strokes, he and I were on the same page. I was hungry, hungry with desire to pleasure him;

determined to make his dreams come true. With a faint giggle, I disappeared under the bed sheet. My lips found him in the dark; satisfaction

washed over me when I heard the air stutter down his throat. His long fingers tangled in my hair.

It didn’t take long for the comforter and sheet to land on the floor after being pushed out of the way. We rolled and twisted together as one; our

bodies twined into a myriad of different positions. Our lovemaking under the tree last night was full of passion, although my outfit definitely brought

out a different side of him. He was more forceful, aggressive, slightly overexcited.

This encounter in the dim light of dawn was the opposite – it was the total experience of getting to the destination rather than hurrying to the

destination itself.

His powerful hands pressed into my skin; his strong arms wrapped around my body as he made love to me. We were free to enjoy each other,

silently reading subtle movements, tender kisses, and playful bites.

My body tingled from his expert touch; the pleasure he unleashed on me rippled through my core.

His thrusts became quicker, more powerful, as he heightened my orgasm further. I knew he was climaxing; I could feel his release inside me.

His clenched fingers left impressions in my hips and he groaned from the gratification of his discharge.

He held me in his warm embrace. “I love you – with all of my heart,” Ryan whispered passionately, gazing at me while sweeping my hair back

from my face.

I slipped my hand into his hair, pulling him in for another kiss. “I love you too, more than anything in this world,” I said softly, getting lost in the

depths of his sparkling blue eyes.

Ryan carried his cup of coffee out to the living room and sat with his legs crossed on the floor by the tree. He was so eager to open Christmas gifts,

the anticipation was getting to him.

“I hope you model those later.” He raised his eyebrows devilishly. I tore open the small box that contained a few pairs of red plaid undies.

“Only if you promise to model these.” I tossed a wrapped package in his direction, knowing that I got him several pairs of new boxers.

“I think that can be arranged!” He winked at me.

He opened up the computer software I got for his laptop next. “What’s this?” he asked, reading the front of the box.

“It’s for writing and recording your own music. Open that one.” I pointed to another package.

“You plug the microphone into the USB port and you can play your guitar and record it. I was sort of hoping you’d finish our song that we started

up at the cabin.”

He gri

“Something for you to mess with while you have a few minutes of down time?” I suggested.

I opened the thin, flimsy package he handed to me next. Inside were brochures and worn pictures cut from magazines. I looked at him,

completely puzzled.

“I’ve been saving those pictures for a long time now,” he told me. “Those are all the places in the world that I want to see. I thought maybe you

could pick one and we could take a nice vacation.”

I flipped through pictures of the Great Wall of China, the Eiffel Tower, and several other well-known wonders of the world, only to stop at a picture

where the water was a beautiful shade of teal blue and the sky was deep azure. I didn’t need to go further than that. I showed him the photo.

“Bora Bora!” He beamed happily. “Is that where you want to go?”

I nodded and gri

“Done! Tahiti here we come!” he a

over the water.” He tore open the wrapping on a new bottle of his favorite cologne.

I opened up the box that was shipped from California. Inside was a chocolate brown Dior leather handbag. I smirked at Ryan.

“Kelly said you really liked it, so…” He shrugged.

We were surrounded by shreds of Christmas wrapping paper, like two little children on Christmas morning. He had plenty of new toys, video

games, and software to keep him occupied.

“Last two.” He gri

handed me another flat package and a small box. I felt the adrenaline when it released into my bloodstream.

“I’m really surprised you didn’t ask any questions when I took your car the other day.” His eyes narrowed on me. “Most women would have

nagged until they got an acceptable answer, but then again, you’re not like most women, are you?”

“You told me you had some business to take care of. I just assumed you were going shopping.”

“I did have business to take care of and I guess you could consider that shopping.” He nodded at the items in my hand. “Open the flat one first.”

I peeled the tape back on the paper, taking my time to breathe. My heart was pounding for some reason. He placed his hand on mine to stop

me for a moment.

“This is a gift for both of us,” he informed specifically, waiting for my confirmation. Once I acknowledged his message, he withdrew his hand so I

could continue.

I looked at the words printed on the paper, only to flash my eyes quickly back on him.

“Ryan, what…?” I tried to absorb what I was looking at.

“That’s the property deed to the twelve acres of land right next to your grandfather’s cabin. It’s officially ours.”

“How? When?” I was so shocked I couldn’t form a complete sentence. “Twelve?”

“I have people,” he said comically. “Besides, you’re not the only one in this house that is sneaky. I can plot behind your back too, you know!”

I smirked at him. “What? Did you buy the whole lake?”

“No!” He laughed. “Just most of the East side of it. I tried to buy the whole thing.” He shrugged i

five acres after ours down by your dad’s lucky fishing spot. We’ll see if they sell or not. If they do, we’ll own half of the property that surrounds the

East side of the lake.”

“Well I guess it’s a good thing that I got you that 3-D architect software. At least I know you’ll have the motivation to use it now. No wonder you

laughed when you opened it!” I nudged him.

I still had the other little package resting in my hand. Inside the red and green Santa paper was a box… a ring box.

My eyes shot up to look at him; he was smiling at me.

I looked down at the box, almost petrified to open it. Hundreds of thoughts ran through my mind all at once.

“Open it!” he encouraged.

It was hard to swallow. Is he doing this now? Is now the moment that he’s going to ask me? Holy shit. Before I open this box, what am I going

to say? Am I going to say yes to his question? Yes! Of course I’m going to say yes! Why wouldn’t I? Look at him – so adorable, smiling at me

like that. So caring and thoughtful. You have no idea how much I love you, Ryan Christensen. Yes! My answer is yes!

I carefully opened the lid to the white box. The hinge on the box was quite stiff; I had to use extra force to separate it. My eyes adjusted as I took

in the sight of the ring nestled inside.

A slight gasp of air stuttered down my throat as my thoughts readjusted to a new response.

Inside was a beautiful silver ring with a huge oval garnet surrounded by an intricate Celtic knot on each side of the setting.