LOGINRyder’s POV“Alright then, two black coffees coming right up,” Tessy said, forcing a polite smile onto her face.“I’ll go grab a table over there,” Tristan offered, gesturing toward a booth in the corner.I gave him a short nod, but my eyes remained glued to Tessy as she turned to work on the espresso machine. Feeling the weight of my stare, her gaze shifted up to meet mine.“What are you looking at?” she asked, a clear edge of annoyance lacing her tone.“Can’t a guy just admire his girlfriend anymore?” I smirked, leaning casually against the counter.Her brow furrowed into a tight frown—a reaction that only made my smile widen.“Don’t make this weird,” she muttered, sliding a mug beneath the dispenser. “Go sit down and wait for your coffee.”“Alright, fine... but honestly, Tessy, do you really need to keep working here? I am your boyfriend. I could easily double your tutoring fee.” My tone turned genuine, stepping closer.Tessy let out a dry breath, flashing me a tight, forced smile.
Tessy’s POVSophie kept her sharp gaze locked on me. I immediately looked away, pretending to be intensely fascinated by the decor across the room while letting out a low, nonchalant hum. When I finally dared to glance back, she was still staring at me, unblinking.“Are you really going to do this right now?” Sophie asked, annoyance lacing her voice.“Do what?” I asked, playing dumb.“Aren’t you going to tell me how it went with Ryder? Was the sex good? Did he actually give you an orgasm?” she pressed desperately, leaning across the table.“Sophie! You know you’re not supposed to pry into other people’s sex lives like that,” I replied.“Oh, please! I tell you literally everything about whoever I hook up with!” she huffed, rolling her eyes.“You do that because you want to,” I pointed out gently. “I never actually ask you to spill the details.”“Wow. Is this how it’s going to be?” Sophie gasped dramatically. “Fine! Don’t tell me, I don’t even care anymore. I need to get new friends—som
Tessy’s POV“Fuck!” I gasped out, a high-pitched cry escaping my lips the moment he slid a second finger deep inside me.Ryder paused, looking up at me through heavy, dark eyes. “Are you okay?”“Yes... I’m... I’m okay,” I slurred, biting my lower lip hard as he established a rhythmic, steady thrust with his fingers.He lowered his head again, wrapping his warm lips around my sensitive clit while continuing to finger me at a torturous pace. A wave of pure heat crashed over me, causing me to completely lose my fucking mind.“Fuck, Ryder!” I let out an uninhibited moan as his pace picked up speed.The sensation building in my lower belly was pure bliss—so overwhelming, so intense that it almost felt like I needed to pee. Panic flared in my chest. I needed him to stop before—“Ryder, I think I’m about to...”“Don’t hold back, Tess,” he rasped against my skin, his thumb circling my clit relentlessly. “Don’t stop yourself.”“Ryder, I think you should—fuckkkk!”I screamed out his name, my en
Tessy’s POVI shouldn’t feel this nervous... right?I had thought about this a hundred times in my head, and I knew I was making the right decision. At least, I truly hoped I was.I stood outside Ryder’s bedroom door, taking a slow, deep breath to steady my racing heart. I pushed the door open, my gaze instantly colliding with Ryder’s dark, waiting eyes. Panic flared in my chest, and I nervously snapped my gaze down to the floor.I walked into his room and set my bag down on the chair. God, this feels so awkward. Was I completely out of my mind asking him for an orgasm yesterday? I must have actually lost my sanity.“Are you okay?” Ryder asked gently, stepping closer.I looked up slightly, swallowing hard. “Yes, I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be fine?”“You seem really nervous, Tessy,” he murmured, watching me carefully. “Don’t tell me you’re about to change your mind.”I could already picture the smug, teasing smirk forming on his handsome face, so I forced myself to look him dead in the e
Ryder’s POV“What the hell did you just say?” I asked, needing to be absolute fucking certain of what I had just heard.“You heard me, Ryder. I want you to give me an orgasm,” Tessy repeated firmly.I stared at her. Was this a dream or real life? Because it sure as hell felt like a fever dream. I sneaked a pinch to my own arm.Ouch. Okay, it was real.“You don’t need to overthink it,” she added quickly, her cheeks flushing slightly. “It’s strictly going to be sex. I just want to be... experienced and ready when I’m finally with Tristan.”A small frown tugged at my forehead. “So you need me to fix your sex life? You want us to be fake-dating and friends with benefits?”“Yes. Friends with benefits until I orgasms—then we stop,” she bargained, holding her head high.I couldn't stop the slow, cocky smirk from spreading across my face. “Is this really the same Tessy? I honestly never expected the day to come where you’d be begging me to make you come.”Tessy looked away, a ripple of embarr
Ryder’s POV“I think there’s trouble,” Owen said, pointing his stick toward Danny, who was standing by the rink barrier whispering into Coach’s ear. “What do you think he wants? He’s not telling Coach you’re messing with his girl, is he?”“What the fuck are you talking about?” I snapped, annoyance flaring in my chest. “I don’t even speak to Rebecca anymore.”“Okay, okay! Don’t get all defensive about it—I was just messing around,” Owen chuckled, throwing his hands up in mock surrender. “I’m skating away now before you headbutt me.”He glided off, leaving me letting out a heavy sigh of frustration.What the hell is Danny doing over there? What are they talking about?Danny finally walked away, leaving Coach talking to Tristan. A second later, both of their gazes shifted across the ice and landed directly on me.What the fuck is going on?Tristan skated over to where I was leaning against the board.“Danny has officially lost his fucking mind,” Tristan grunted, unbuckling his helmet str




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