A Sit With Ryan Blackwoods

Elena’s POVRyan’s hand is warm around my wrist.. firm but not rough and my heart is pounding like it’s trying to break out of my chest.“Let me go,” I whisper, trying to pull free.He looks at me... really looks at me with those blue eyes sharp but calm. “I’ve never seen you before,” he says with a low voice. “You’re new here?”His question catches me off guard. “Uh… no,” I stammer. “I mean, yes...no. Kind of.” I don’t even know what I’m saying anymore.Ryan’s lips twitch like he’s holding back a smile. “No one ever sits next to me.”“Yeah, no kidding. I wonder why,” I mumble, still tugging at my wrist.Before he can say anything else, the classroom door opens and Professor Alden Crane strides in with his long coat flapping behind him.Crap.I freeze while everyone scrambles into their seats pretending like they weren’t whispering about me seconds ago. Ryan finally lets go of my hand and I drop into my chair beside him trying to look invisible.“Good morning everyone,” Professor C

Ryan's POV“Ryan... oh god, Ryan...”Emma’s voice comes in a high and breathy moan next to my ear and her nails dig into my shoulders. It’s fine.. It’s what I’m here for but I’m getting bored of this. I want a different view.In one smooth movement I flip us over. She lets out a small surprised gasp as she lands on top of me with her blonde hair fanning across my face.“Your turn.” I murmur with my hands finding her hips and guiding her, setting a slow deep rhythm.She gets the idea quickly with her eyes fluttering shut as she moves. I let my hands roam up her sides and cup her breasts, squeezing just hard enough to make her whimper. That’s better. This is the part I like... the control, even when I’m letting her do the work. I watch her, detached as her breathing gets faster and more ragged. She’s putting on a show and I’m just waiting for the finale.It doesn’t take long. Her body goes stiff with a sharp cry tearing from her throat and that’s my cue. I let go with my own release co

Ryan's POV I honestly expected her to slap me when I kissed Elena back there in front of everyone, I did it only for show to sell the act and to make my father believe that this “relationship” is real. That’s all it was supposed to be... strategy but as I pull away and look at her face, I frown. She’s… blushing. Her cheeks are pink with her lips parted just a little and her eyes wide like she can’t decide if she wants to yell or faint. For a second she even forgets to breathe. What the hell? I blink, confused. She’s supposed to be angry... furious even and instead, she’s standing there flustered like the kiss actually meant something. I remind myself that it didn’t. That this whole thing is fake and transactional. Just two months with no feelings. That was the rule. Then again I can’t lie... the way she’s breathing right now fast and shallow, makes something stir inside me that I don’t like. I can’t tell if she’s nervous, scared… or sexually aroused. She finally leans in

Elena What is wrong with Cara? Why would she do something like this? Posting a picture of Ryan and herself tagged with a striking caption.‘See who stopped by my house to take my sister, Elena for a drive, the almighty Ryan Blackwoods.’ And it got people talking and calling me all sorts of names, how I caused the breakup between him and his girlfriend, the school's princess, Tasha.With that anger, I rushed out of the house to meet them outside, with so much anger in me. Ryan is oblivious to what's going on as I saw him talking on the phone with someone else. Cara was still there throwing herself at him. While she was being ignored by Ryan.Fuming, I stomped to where she was standing close to Ryan's car.“Cara, what's the meaning of this?” I asked as I showed her the picture she sent to the school's group chat.She smirked. “Elena calm down, it is what it is. I just want everyone to know that we're now friends with the Blackwoods. They've to give us some level of respect,” she said

Ryan’s POVIt's not news that Cara is a fan, not just any fan but someone who wants to be close. The kind of closeness that would lead to pulling of each other's clothes and moaning of incoherent words.But she's not my type of girl. A girl who sleeps with different guys in campus restrooms, has no control over herself. Maybe I would have to visit her to just get off my back and stay away from anything that concerns her sister, Elena, and me.Tasha left after saying a lot of things that didn't eventually make sense. I watched her walk away with tears in the corner of her eyes.“Your sister, Cara is trying to make me an object of laughter in this school,” I said as Elena entered my car with her face solemn.She sighed. “How?” she asked.“Don’t tell me you've not heard the rumors that have been flying around,” I barked.She stared at me as if I were joking. “Elena, I'm talking to you!” I yelled the second time.“No, you’ve got to be joking!” Her voice rose slightly. She was in my car, s