Kaitlyn and I were in the television studio really late over the last few days. We were going through all of our clips and deciding which parts we wanted to use and which ones we could get rid of.
I still needed the last part of Gerald's interview, and then we could really start putting this whole thing together. Tyler can't make it to help me film, but he's going to be in the studio with Kaitlyn and me, at least he's pulling his weight.
Ricky had been trying to get me out of my dorm all day, but I've been studying for my investigative journalism midterm; it was easy, but it was a big test, and I wanted to make sure I knew everything. Midterms always stressed me out but knowing that if I fail these classes means not graduating stressed me out even more.
After a couple of hours, I gave into Ricky's requests to come to see him and got up to change clothes. He told me to dress comfy, so I put on a pair of leggings, a baggy t-shirt, and a hoodie. Kaitlyn wasn't in the dorm because she was writing her midterm educational thesis report, so I texted her to let her know where I was going to be.
The door to Ricky's dorm room opened up after I knocked a few times, and he smiled when he saw me and tugged me inside.
"I'm so glad you decided to come see me for a while!" He said as he hugged me tightly, reaching down and pecking my lips softly. "You look so cute and snuggly."
I laughed softly and kissed him back, pulling away after a few seconds, reaching up and playing with his hair softly.
"I had to come see what you were up to," I winked as I walked further into the room, smiling at what I saw.
Ricky had a room to himself. His bed was in the corner, and in the middle of the room was a couch facing the wall, a coffee table, and a tv hanging up on the wall over the coffee table. It was a nice setup.
He had ordered Chinese takeout for us and set it up on the coffee table with a two-liter of Lemonade.
"Ricky," I smiled as I turned around to face him. "You didn't have to do all of this," I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him down so I could kiss him again. "Thank you."
"I knew you hadn't eaten all day while you were shut in your dorm room," he said as he poked my chest, making me laugh. "It's the least I could do."
He flipped the light off and locked his door, leading me over to the couch and sitting down next to me.
"What should we watch while we dig into this delicious feast?" He asked as he looked over at me after picking up the remote. "Ladies choice, of course."
I watched him scroll through Hulu, pointing when Baywatch came across the screen.
"Let's watch that! It's got The Rock AND Zac Efron," I laughed as I watched him click on it. "Have you seen this?"
He nodded as he poured us two glasses of lemonade and fixed two plates, handing me one as we leaned back and got comfortable.
"I've seen it," he smiled. "But I guess I have competition with Mr. Efron now, huh?" He teased.
"I never said that!" I laughed, taking a bite of my chicken fried rice and swallowing before I opened up my mouth again. "It's just one of my favorite movies."
He gave my thigh a soft squeeze before going back to eating his dinner. We finished most of what he ordered; I didn't realize how hungry I was because I skipped both breakfast and lunch to study.
After we finished eating, I moved to sit next to him, tucking my feet under me and laying my head on his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around me, resting his hand on my thigh. Every now and then, he would rub my thigh gently, squeezing it.
The movie was almost over when Ricky tipped my chin gently and kissed me. I kissed him back, turning my body slightly to cup his cheeks in my hands.
He slowly and gently pushed me back on the couch as he held himself over me, trailing soft kisses down my neck as his warm hands slid up my t-shirt. Our lips disconnected briefly so he could pull my hoodie and t-shirt off.
"Is this okay?" He asked softly, stroking my cheek softly with the back of his hand. I nodded, feeling my cheeks turn a light shade of red as he pulled off my panties and leggings with one easy motion. "I was just checking..."
He sat on his legs in between mine, pausing to admire my naked body.
"Wow, Rachel," he breathed out. "Your body...it's...it's perfect," he muttered, leaning forward to kiss me softly before standing up to strip out of his clothes.
I blushed, covering my nipples with my arms as I used my hands to cover my eyes, shaking my head as I laughed nervously.
"It's nothing special," I said, my words muffled slightly from my hands being over my face. "I'm just me."
Ricky pulled my hands away from my face and peppered soft kisses on my cheeks before kissing my lips.
"Hush, sweetheart, you're beautiful," he smiled down at me, holding my hands.
"You're handsome, Ricky," I whispered, squeezing his hands. "Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."
I could see him turn a slight shade of red in the glow of the television light. He held himself over me, reaching down between my legs and rubbing my clit softly, causing me to gasp.
"Oh, Ricky," I panted softly as my body moved slightly. I pushed my hips down towards his fingers, and I could feel myself getting wetter the longer he teased me. "S-stop that..."
He pulled his fingers out of me and smirked, kissing my nose softly.
"I had to get you ready," he muttered. "Are you still okay with this?"
I nodded again, chewing on the inside of my cheek as I took a deep breath. Ricky placed his arms on either side of my head as he lined himself up with my entrance before pushing in roughly.
"Oh, fucking hell, Rachel," Ricky muttered as he buried his head in my shoulder, biting down on it roughly as he thrust in and out of me - I felt his lips curl into a smirk as I moaned. "I didn't expect you to be this tight, love.."
He reached down and rubbed me again as he pushed into me a little further, trying to help ease some of my pain.
"You still okay?" He breathed against my skin, nipping and sucking on various spots as he made his way to one of my breasts. "Let me know if I need to stop."
He pulled his hand away from my clit and rested it on my other breast, squeezing softly as he took the nipple of my other breast into his mouth.
"Aaah, Ricky..." I stuttered as I wrapped a leg around his waist. "A-ahh," I moaned, knotting my fingers in his hair, moving them down to scratch his shoulders.
He winced around my nipple, pulling away from it to trail kisses back up to my lips.
"Say my name as much as you want, love," he muttered as he tugged on my bottom lip. "It's like music to my ears."
He reached down, grabbing one of my legs and bending it upwards so it was resting on his shoulder as he started to pound into me, pulling out and pushing back in.
"FUCK," I nearly screamed out, trying not to be too loud because I forgot we were still in a dorm for a hot second. "O-oh my god, Ricky..."
"That's it," he chuckled against my skin as he groaned. "Okay, I'm close..." he warned, continuing to slam in and out of me.
I tilted my head back against the couch and dug my nails in lines down his back. Within a few seconds, I felt myself release around him. He pulled out of me and held his dick as he nutted all across my chest.
I laughed as I looked down, catching my breath as my chest rose and fell.
"I am definitely going to need a shower," I smirked as I watched him get up after a second to go grab a towel. "That was...whoa."
He came back with a wet towel and cleaned me up, taking my hand to help me sit upright. He laughed softly, running a hand through my sweaty hair.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to cum inside you," he said as he threw the towel on the floor, standing up to pull his clothes back on.
He helped me get dressed, and then sat down next to me, pulling me close.
"Did I help take your mind off of studying so much?" He smirked as he kissed my temple.
"Uh huh," I giggled tiredly as I rubbed my eyes. "It was definitely...much needed," I said as I yawned.
He picked me up and carried me over to his bed, climbing in behind me and pulling the covers up over us.
"Goodnight, love," he muttered, placing an arm around me and slowly drifting off to sleep.