Alana's POV“Yes to what?” I desperately wanted to hear the words as I was going insane with hardened nipples, a fiancee about to actually hit me and all.“I do like you, I told you this morning.”“Like, romantically?” Gosh.“Sexually? Can we roll with that? I don't know why I'm suddenly scared of you right now. That's just weird.” He laughed awkwardly but it wasn't funny. It wasn't what I was expecting to hear at all. I got angry and petty.“You know what? I just remembered that I told you no more kissing or anything sexual between us if I'm not on your bed at night. Let's remember and respect that.”“So now you're mad at me, right?” He asked like he knew.“I'm very mad at you. Very mad.”He nodded his head in understanding.“Yeah, drop it on the table. No, her table.”He ordered a staff that came in with a big box right at that moment. The staff dropped it on my desk and left.“What's that?”“Maybe you should open it to find out.”I gave him a quick stare before proceeding to unwra
Alana's POVI woke up in Ryan's arms, and he was peacefully asleep. He looked so handsome and tired, I mean, I put him to good use all night.I shamelessly leaned in and kissed his eyes, his nose, his cheeks, his neck, everywhere. I stroked his beards. I didn't want to leave the bed and start my day. I loved the way he had me wrapped around him.“Alana, you want a baby? If you keep doing that, it's gonna happen.” He groaned.“You're awake.” I jerked away in fright but he pushed me back down to fall on his chest. “Yeah, and you still have a crush on me.” He smirked and I frowned. “You're arrogant, really arrogant, and I hate you because of it.” He chuckled in response, then spoke.“What if I told you I'm beginning to like you a little too?” I didn't know what to say, what to respond. I looked at him, and he didn't seem to be joking. I wasn't falling for it.“I'd call you a liar because that's what you are.”“Then I won't tell you I'm beginning to like you then.”“Okay, good.” Phew
Alana's POVMy pussy burned. The harshness of the mint was beyond crazy, but after making me cum three times with his tongue, he pulled away and removed the clamps. I was almost breathless, zoned out in my own little world of satisfaction. I was so damn happy. Sex definitely made me be on my best behavior.Ryan just watched me but I couldn't care less. When I was done recovering, he approached me again, and I was still tied up, my cum all over the sheets, reeking of me.“Aren't you gonna satisfy me? Satisfy me too, Alana. I wanna glow like you like this.”I didn't even know what to say. I expected him to get on top of me and fuck me, after all he hadn't penetrated me yet, but he didn't do it.Instead I watched him uncuff and untie me, then have me spread my legs wider on the bed, my pussy on full display, my nipples red, angry and overstimulated.Then he handed me a sex toy, a vibrator. I did have one but what the fuck? I was stunned so I shot him an instant glare.“Satisfy me too. I'
Alana's POVHe had the nerve to come into my room to demand for sex, after cheating on his fiancee? No, he had a flippin fiancee?It hurt to think, my head hurt. I was handling it better on the outside than on the inside because my heart was in complete shambles.I had no choice. I immediately didn't like Linda, no matter what. I got out of bed, took my time to freshen up because fuck him, then I wore an ugly night dress, not even a lingerie. I hoped he would be repulsed. It was the kind of night dress I wore comfortably that barely exposed anything, except my arms. It had a slit but that was it.Amanda was definitely getting grounded. I haven't seen her all day, and she still hasn't come back yet. I definitely didn't give her the right or permission to sleep over.Whatever. At least I headed to Ryan's room with ease. Doris definitely knew we were fucking at this point because we kept meeting at odd corners. I doubt Ryan even cared but I cared a great lot.When I arrived, the bastard
Ryan's POVWe broke up years ago. Hell, she wanted to break up with me. Truthfully, I never loved her, but I was getting used to her, only for Linda to do that to me?We're getting married? I wasn't aware of such an arrangement. Did she meet with my father behind my back?Many thoughts raced through my head but the one that hurt me the most was the look on Alana's face. If she didn't hate me before now, she definitely did now. I would hate my asshole self too.Why couldn't I just claim her? Make her mine? Why did I feel so undeserving, or was the real reason, because of Dad?Did he already know and send my ex-girlfriend my way? No way, no way he was still monitoring me and making my life a living hell even after I left.Linda was looking around my room like she owned it, and it pissed me off. She rejected me. I didn't want her around, but I couldn't send her away either.When we got to my room, I threw my things on my bed, then she pushed me on top of it and sat down on me.“I missed
Alana's POVI slept so good, so damn satisfied.When my eyes fluttered open, Ryan was staring at me. I backed away immediately, flustered. He pulled me back anyway.“Sleep well?”I nodded, then the asshole actually tried to kiss me. When he leaned in, I backed away again.“What the hell is wrong with you?“Morning breath.” I managed to say, my hands over my mouth.“Who gives a fuck?” He seemed irritated.“Me. I do.” I said truthfully.“Fine, I won't kiss you then.” He laid on one side, supported by his weight on his elbow.“I like your messy hair, your red eyes after you've woken up.”“Thank you.”He was awfully interested in looking at me, and it got me so confused, I would've thought he was falling in love with me. But Ryan was an asshole, and I've shared every bit of myself with him, and I don't think I can take it anymore.“Treat me like a plaything.”“What?” He had this puzzled look on his face. I had never felt so brave in my entire life.“No touching. No kissing. Call for me at