His treasure: Chapter 2: Future reference.

 

Ping. 

A notification came in on Sudanie's phone. Sudanie reached for it and opened her messages.

"Good morning, darling." It was Ryan texting.

She stretched lazily and smiled.

She rolled onto her side and started to text her reply: "Good morning, sexy." She placed the phone near her pillow and waited.

Ping. A new text message. She opened it. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head. Ryan screenshot a pic of himself in a black t-shirt, his left hand lifting the end of his shirt to reveal the hard muscles of his abs. Sudanie swallowed involuntarily. Another message came in: "What do you think?"

She tapped the photo to get a closer look, and took a quick breath. She texted back: "If you're trying to tempt me, it's working." She pressed send.

"Thought you would want some early morning motivation," Ryan teased via text.

"Where are you?" she asked.

"I was at the gym, now I'm home," he replied.

He sent another pic of himself. In this one, he was wearing black sweat pants, but no t-shirt. He angled the camera so she could see the unmistakable bulge at the front of his pants. This photo was taken in his bedroom. His bed was visible in the background. 

"Can't stop thinking about you," Ryan's text came in.

Sudanie's heart flipped over. She bit her bottom lip and stared at him. He's so sexy! She liked the way his chest looked. All of him, but especially his abs. "I wish I could kiss your abs," she sent in a text. 

"I wish you could," was his quick reply.

Her gaze lingered at the clear impression of his arousal. She sent an eggplant emoji. "I can see what you're working with."

"You like it?" Ryan texted. 

Sudanie stared at the message with a mischievous smile. Of course she did. But she would tease him a little before she admitted to anything. "It's okay," she responded. "May need a better look to come to a final conclusion."

 

"Lol. Don't tempt me. I'll send you a pic if you ask me to."

Sudanie was a little surprised at his answer. She was actually thinking of telling him to send one. She bit her bottom lip and sighed. She was very curious to see what he had. A faint pang of guilt settled in her chest when she remembered she was a Christian and she had no business thinking these thoughts.

'No, that's going too far, Sudz,' she chided herself. She cleared her throat and started typing her next message. She read it twice then pressed send. 

"Lol. I was only kidding. I'm not serious. Please don't send me anything."

"What if I want to?" was the reply. 

Sudanie felt a prickling sensation across her skin and heat rushing through her to settle between her thighs. The air around her was suddenly thick and charged with something she couldn't define. Not yet anyway.

She closed her eyes as she remembered last night. He was showing her that he wanted her. And, judging from that bulge, the urgency was real. She called him.

"Good morning, sweet lips," he answered, his voice warm and seductive.

Sudie giggled. "Good morning, handsome," she replied.

"You chose violence today," she said, amusement in her voice.

He chuckled softly and said, "I chose to be more honest about what I want."

She didn't know what to say about that. 

"Sudie, I'm still going to keep my promise to you. I will wait as long as it takes, but it's killing me not to have an outlet for how I feel. I at least need to say it out loud."

Sudanie's fingers idly twirled a lock of her natural curls. She pulled in her bottom lip and bit on it gently. She began to feel very aware of the cotton fabric of her pajama shorts and the friction it was causing between her thighs.

"You're crazy," she said, her voice dangerously close to a breathy, sensual tone.

"You're driving me crazy," he countered. "Not quite sure what to do with myself." His tone was sober. She wondered if he regretted their relationship and the abstinence pact they agreed on.

"I'm sorry," she said, her throat feeling constricted. 

He blew a kiss over the line. "No need. Unless you're apologizing for being beautiful."

Sudanie laughed. "Why would I do that?" she retorted, a genuine smile creeping up her lips.

"Don't apologize then," he said, his voice dipped to something intimate; something that made her pulse quicken.

She cleared her throat. "Ehm, we still on for later today?"

"We are," he replied. Sudie noted the way his tone softened. "But instead of what I had planned I'll take you out for dinner."

Her left eyebrow lifted above her right. "What was the original plan?" she asked, her breathing becoming shallow.

"I was going to cook for you at my apartment, but after last night, that's not a good idea."

"Oh ..." 

"Sudie, I imagine your long legs wrapped around my shoulders. My head between your thighs. Me doing things to you only married people should do," he told her.

"I ..." Her throat felt suddenly dry.

Her speechless response made him laugh a little.

"You okay, baby?" he asked.

She cleared her throat. "Yes, um ... Yeah, I-I'm good." This man!

Ryan chuckled softly. "Well, I am not okay. I had to ..." His voice deepened. "I had to ease my tension a little."

Sudanie's loins clenched and her heart started to race. She figured she knew what he meant, but still wanted to ask. "What do you mean?" she asked.

"I mean I touched myself. I went four months without doing it, but last night I couldn't help it. Twice, Sudie."

Sudanie listened to his ragged breathing. Her own breathing accelerating. "It was the only way I could get some sleep," he said, his voice warm and intimate.

Her body responded in a strong way. A sharp thrill ran through her.

"What are you doing to me? Sudie, you have no idea what you're doing to me." 

"Rhy--"

"Sue, I know it's wrong, but ... I wish you could put your hands on me down there and massage it for me." A pause. He sighed. His voice dipped low and gravelly, sensual. Sudie closed her eyes. Her tongue licked her dry lips. She was suddenly feeling thirsty.

"Or maybe if you're up to it, you could use your mouth on me."

Her eyes flew open. Both of Sudanie's eyebrows shot upwards. "You mean oral sex?" she asked.

"Mhm," he answered softly.

"I've never." She was shivering. She never expected this--never expected this Ryan. "I don't know how." She was now self-conscious about her lack of experience. 

"You've never done it before?"

"No," she croaked then coughed.

"Baby, it's okay." He blew a sloppy kiss to her. "That's something we can explore together if we get to the point of being husband and wife. I'm not rushing you. I'm just telling you what you do to me."

"Ever had it done to you?" he asked, his tone gentle.

She shook her head even though he couldn't see her. "No."

"Okay," he replied quietly. That simple response unnerved her. He sounded as if he were processing something. What is he thinking?

Her hand began twirling a lock of hair again. "What if ... What if I don't want to do it to you?" 

There was a brief pause. Then he spoke, his tone was reassuring. "Then I'll deal with that. I can live without it. I don't want to live without you."

She heard his words and her heart did something unreasonable: It softened even further. Would it be so bad if I tried it with him?

She took a deep breath and exhaled sharply. 'Time to be fully honest,' she thought. "Rhy, I told you once that I'm not very experienced. The truth is, I have none. No experience. I've never been intimate with anyone."

Ryan was a little surprised at her revelation, but everything made sense now. He found himself growing hard for her. He had never been with a virgin, but now he very much wanted to be her first.

"That's okay," he said. Then, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I ... Maybe I thought you might regret dating me. You know men these days want a girl with some experience. They may not want a slut, but they don't want a boring lover either. I-I wouldn't know what I am doing, you know, if we ..." Her voice trailed off.

"Sudie, this is me you're talking to, not some random guy. I like the fact that no one else has tasted your berry. It gives me a thrill to know you're saving yourself. If I become your first it would be a blessing to me. Matter of fact, I want to be your first. I want to be the one who picks your cherry."

She chuckled softly. "Really now?"

"Mhm, I do. And, Sue, you're not boring. From what I've experienced with you, you're far from it. Also," He released a soft breath. "I'll gladly teach you things, and we can learn together. When the time comes I wanna know what gets you hot. Baby, we can learn together. Okay?" His voice had a quality to it that made her feel at ease.

"Okay," Sudie replied, but her voice sounded small to her. She coughed a little.

"You okay?" he asked and she could tell he was smiling.

She chuckled. "Yeah, I'm good."

A thought crossed his mind. "Sue, there's something I need to know. Something I'm curious about."

"Okay," she responded. 

"Did Anthony know? Did he know you are a virgin?"

Pain struck her heart. The moment she told Anthony he treated her differently. He hardly called afterwards until the day he invited her out to lunch. He told her it was best they remained friends. She was heartbroken, but she nodded and told him she understood. 

She didn't say a word for a few seconds. Ryan decided to be patient with her. When she finally spoke, her voice was shaky. 

Sudanie sighed. "Yeah, he knew. I told him."

Ryan let out a long breath. He wouldn't press further at this time. He could tell it was a sensitive topic for her. He blew kisses to her. "For your lips, your breasts and your sexy thighs." She did a surprised sound that made his member pulse. He closed his eyes and sighed.

'And in between,' he thought. "I don't mind that you're a virgin. I like that very much." 

He heard the rustling of fabric. "You still in bed?" He opened his eyes and moved towards his bed.

"Yeah," she answered. She yawned softly.

A smile formed on his lips. One day he hoped to wake up beside her. He straightened the bed sheets, smoothing the corners carefully.

"What if I want to do it to you? What if I want to go down on you? Would you let me?"

 "I--"

"Hold on a little, babes. I'm getting dressed."

He sat on his bed and retrieved his work boots from under it. He was fresh out of the shower when he got the urge to text her. He was dressed in his work pants. His shirt was laid out neatly on the bed. He placed his phone beside him and bent forward. Tucking his feet in each boot, he pulled the laces tight and tied them.

He hadn't planned on being this direct with his girl, but more and more, he was feeling the pressure of waiting. He just wanted to let off some steam. He craved to caress every glorious inch of her, especially her legs. 

Those long, shapely legs of hers were a treat to behold. It wasn't that he didn't know she was tall with long legs. He knew that. He didn't know how nicely toned and graceful they were. He didn't know that. Not until two weeks ago when he took her to buy groceries. He hadn't gotten a chance to touch them yet. Oh, how he wanted to! He picked up the phone, put it to his ear and listened.

"Okay, baby. Go on."

"You want to?" Sudanie asked. This freaky side of him was bowling her over. "You want to go down on me?"

"Yes, very much." He took a shallow breath and released it quietly. "The other day you wore those shorts when I took you to do your grocery run. You bent over to pick up something from a low shelf and I saw the birthmark on your inner right thigh. The urge to kiss it nearly drove me crazy."

She remembered he was acting strange when he took her back home. She had a small, brown birthmark that was shaped like a heart. It was a shade lighter than her natural skin tone. Though it was small, because of the difference in shade, it was noticeable. She often hid it, but felt so comfortable around Ryan, on that day she decided to just pull on the shorts and go with him.

"I-I don't know. We're not husband and wife."

"I know. For future reference, if we were: would you let me taste you?"

Her mouth went dry. She was feeling hot all over. "I ...Rhy, I don't ..." Her voice trailed off.

Sensing her hesitation, he took a deep breath. He didn't want to make her uncomfortable. "It's okay, baby. Don't worry about it, okay? No pressure. Just think about it.

"As for me, Sue, I think things. I think about a lot of things. I think about my lips kissing your delicate places below. Since you told me you're waxing, I've been thinking about it. I think about my fingers teasing you. Getting you really wet. Getting you ready for me." 

He sighed. "I think about your soft skin rubbing on mine; your mouth on my body." 

He made an airy, breathy sound then laughed softly. "You have me hooked. Now that I know you've never ... I'm thinking about our first time--your very first time. I'm thinking about how I'm going to be very gentle when I make love to you."

Sudanie squeezed her thighs together. What was he trying to do to her? "Rhy, you're turning me on," she confessed.

"Good," he said softly, "because I'm all the way turned on right now. Sue, I am hard for you, right now. I wish I could feel you. I wish I was inside you." His voice was a little raspy. 

"I want to feel your heat surrounding me. I just want to be inside you and not leave. I wanna make you feel good. I'm tempted to touch myself on this phone and let you hear me. Let you hear how much I want you."

"Tell me, Sudie, ever had phone sex?" he asked. His voice dipped in register and Sudie's heart leaped with anticipation. She swallowed. Her hand went to her chest. 'This is too much! Tell him to stop!' her conscience screamed. The problem was she didn't want him to stop.

She was wet and throbbing below. She placed her pillow between her thighs and squeezed. "Rhy, stop, please," she said, her voice husky. What am I saying? She didn't sound convincing, even to herself. 

"Sudie, are you wet?"

"Rhy ..." His name was uttered in a desperate whisper.

"You are, aren't you?"

"Yeah, but I ..." 'Best not to say anything more,' she mused. She was aroused, but there was no way to satisfy this desire.

Ryan released a soft breath. "I'm dripping for you too, baby. If you only knew.

"Do you want me to play with your little clit, Sue? I promise to be gentle." 

She gasped. Whoa! He's getting more bold! I didn't know he would be like this!. Her hands gripped the edges of her pillow as a ripple of pleasure spread through her. She bit her bottom lip, then released a ragged breath.

With the phone wedged between his ear and right shoulder, Ryan pushed his arms through his soft, white cotton undershirt, pulling it over his head, smoothing it down his chest and abdomen. Quickly, he drew on his work shirt and set his mobile device on the bed beside him to button it up. 

Ryan took a breath. He was one heartbeat away from going to her place. 

 He caught her unsteady breathing when he put the phone to his ear.  He listened to her shallow breaths and reminded himself that premarital sex was wrong. And he had been burned before. It was so wrong, but ... "I know you want me to touch you," he said softly. "I could, just this one time."

"Rhy ..." It sounded like a plea. 

'God, I want her. I wish I could have her just once.'

"I can come over and we can help each other. I promise not to penetrate you. God knows I really want to, but I won't."

"Rhy, I'm burning up. Please stop teasing me."

"I'm not teasing you, Sue." She heard the jangling of metal. She figured he just picked up his car keys. "I'm coming to you. I need you," he said.

"No! No, Rhy, don't! I know I started something yesterday, but please don't."

"I want to feel your hands on me, Sue. I'm dying to have you. If you're burning up I can cool you down a little with my tongue, my fingers, or both."

"You'll be late for work," she said, her mind scrambling to find excuses.

"Do I sound like I care about that right now? All I can think about is you: Your soft skin and your brown thighs."

His soft, seductive voice and words were making it hard for her to think rationally. She wanted to tell him to come to her. Her loins clenched and she bit down on her bottom lip to stop the moan that almost escaped her lips. 

'I have to get him to stop.' She pressed her finger nails into the softness of her pillow.

"Baby, please. Please don't. Don't come. Just stay where you are," she stuttered. "I don't want to violate my faith." She took a quick breath and released it with force. "Rhy, please, think about God. You're supposed to be waiting, and so am I."

She heard shuffling on the phone then silence. Ryan released a guttural sound that made her chest tighten. Her lips parted as a vision flashed through her mind of him gripping her hips from behind and making love to her like he said he wanted to. 

She imagined him calling her name. Imagined him telling her she was beautiful. He was telling her he loved her and ... Heat flooded her loins, making her come dangerously close to begging him to do whatever he wanted to her.

'No! No! I can't!' Her heart was racing. Her grip tightened on the pillow. 'Shit! I need a cold glass of water!' She sat up in bed. "I-I need to get water," she stammered.

Ryan sighed. He glanced at the watch on his left wrist. "Sue." He cleared his throat. "I'm gonna go now. It's nearly time for us to get ready for work. We'll talk more after our shift, okay?" His voice was rough, almost impatient.

Sudie sighed. "Alright," she said quietly.

"Okay," was his terse reply

Sudanie noticed the change in his mood, but didn't say anything. They would talk later.

"I'll see you." He ended the call.

Sudanie lay back and placed the phone face down on her chest. This frustration was killing her too. He wasn't the only one who was getting hot and bothered. 

She had dated guys before, but none made her want to give up her virginity as much as Ryan did. She moved her hand down to cup her mound and squeezed her thighs together. 

"Why are you so unruly, uh? Why?" 

She sat up and let out a scream of frustration. "God, what is this?!" she muttered. "Why does he make me feel like this?" She stood slowly to her feet and stretched. 

"Lord, I need your help today. Help me not to do something I shouldn't. Gosh man!" She went to her chest of drawers. She removed clean underwear and headed to the bathroom.

***

Her phone rang as she got out of the shower. She answered, not looking at the screen. She was very distracted.

"Lady, how yuh nuh reach ah work yet?"

She blinked. It sounded like Dana. "Dana?"

"Mhm, mi sound like someone else?" Dana replied cheerily.

"No, um, yeah, I'm on my way." Sudanie hung up the phone and rushed to get dressed.

She pulled up to work at 8:45 a.m., her mind was still in a muddle of emotional confusion. 

She rushed into the police station and was greeted by Dana's sardonic smile. She nodded to her then signed in at the front desk area.

As Suanie walked towards her friend, she took a deep breath to still her thoughts. She gave Dana a bright smile.

"Good morning," Sudanie said.

Ping! A notification just came in. She looked at the phone screen and unlocked it. It was a text message.

Dana stared at her for two seconds then her face broke into a mischievous grin. "You're seeing someone?" 

"What?" Sudie's head snapped up from the message notification. She looked at Dana--wide eyed, her pulse drumming.

"You seem distracted, you're glowing" Dana said matter of factly.

"You're mistaken," Sudanie replied, lowering her gaze.

"No, I'm not," Dana said, crossing her arms.

"Nope," Sudanie replied, shaking her head.

Dana chuckled. "Okay, if you say so," she said. She turned and walked to her desk. 

Sudie took a deep breath and unlocked her phone. In the time they were talking her phone screen had locked itself. She went to Messages. It was a text from Ryan:

"Hey, I'm sorry about earlier. Don't know what came over me. I've been thinking. You know I care about you. Very deeply. Being around you has been such a beautiful experience, but this morning made me realize that I am not acting appropriately around you. Sudie, I'm lusting for you. Lusting to the point I think about your perfume and I feel like I'll lose my mind. 

I know I said we'd take it slow, but I don't know if I can. I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to force you to do anything that will make you regret. I'm sorry, I think we need some time apart. I need the time apart, for now. Just until I can clear my head. I'm really sorry, but I'll have to cancel our dinner tonight. I don't trust myself around you. I'll call you."

Sudie's fingers gripped the phone. She was aware that she was squeezing the frame a little too tightly, but it felt like the only thing holding her composure together. She swallowed. She took several rapid breaths then went to her desk. Sitting down before her legs gave way, she dropped her work bag beside her feet, and put down her phone. 

"Psst!"

She looked up. Dana was watching her. "Are you okay?" she asked.

Sudanie forced a smile. "Yeah, I'm good," she said, nodding.

"You sure?" Dana asked, both eyebrows raised.

Sudanie nodded more emphatically. "Yeh man, mi good. Just thinking about the house chores I have to do when I get home tonight."

"Okay." Dana looked doubtful, but didn't press. "You're my girl. If you need anything you can ask. Okay?"

Sudanie's smile warmed up a little. "I know. Thanks."

Dana cleared her throat. "Have you heard from Lissa?"

Sudanie took up a pen and started doodling on a blank page of her notepad. "Yeah, she's having fun. They're visiting Jordan's family in the States."

Dana nodded. "That's good to hear. You know I wasn't invited to the wedding, but I just want to know she's okay."

Sudanie looked up. "She wanted to invite you. She told me, but something happened between her and Shane, and she didn't think it was a good idea."

Dana looked at her--puzzled. "Something happened?" Her hands flattened on her thighs.

Sudanie nodded. "Mhm, nothing sexual. They had a disagreement. She said she tried to apologise, but Shane was really angry. She figured you would know about it and not want to attend the wedding."

Dana stared at her friend. Her breathing constricted as it felt like a cold blade was piercing her heart. "No, I didn't know."

"Oh ..." Sudanie put down her pen. "How are things with you and Sarge?" She looked at Dana more closely. She would focus on her friend for a little while. Shoving Ryan's message out of her thoughts, she decided to actively listen.

Dana's lips curved into a smile that did not warm her eyes. "It's going well. As you know, we're engaged. We have a date for later this year to tie the knot."

Sudanie's face brightened. Her shoulders straightened. 'Good. At least one of us can be happy.' "Oh really?! Sounds good! Need any help? I am good at decorating or anything else you need me to do."

Dana looked at her friend's bright smile and felt better. She smiled. "You know, you can help me sort through the invitations, seating for the reception, stuff like that."

"Does that mean I can be your maid of honor?" Sudanie beamed.

Dana laughed. "Maid of honor?"

"Honorary maiden that acts like a wedding planner, kind of." Sudie's nose crinkled as she smiled at her friend.

Dana nodded. Sudie was one of the few females in the Force she was close to. She considered her a real friend. "Sure. I feel out of my depth though Kerry has been helpful. Her schedule is busy right now. She isn't available as I would want."

"Who is Kerry?" Sudanie asked, rising to approach her friend's desk. Dana noted that the sadness in Sudie's eyes was gone. Later, she would ask if everything was really okay with her, but for now, she would enjoy sharing her wedding preparations.

"My soon to be sister-in-law. Shane's brother's wife."

Sudianie nodded her understanding. "Okay."

They chatted for half an hour more before Corporal Barracks came into the station. He stood before them. "You guys ready?" he asked. "Inspector Simpson is in a squad car outside."

Sudanie stood up from the edge of Dana's work table and smiled at him. "Ready," she said.

Dana nodded. "Ready," she said, grabbing her work bag. He nodded and turned back to the entrance. They followed behind him.