“Yes, baby… fuck, finally…”
He kept going. Over and over. He made me cum again. And again. I had to grab my pillow and shove it into my face because I couldn’t stop screaming and moaning and shaking under him.
He didn’t stop until he stilled, his whole body jerking as he was about to come. He pulled out almost immediately, his release at the tip of his cock, ready to burst.
“Take me,” he growled, and before I could ask what the hell he meant, he straddled my chest, pushed his cock into my mouth, still slick with both of us, and held the back of my head.
“Lick,” he said.
And I did.
I licked him clean, took every drop into my mouth, swallowed him whole while he held my hair back and groaned, his other hand reaching down to pinch my nipple so hard I gasped, and came again.
Just from that.
And then he pulled out of my mouth, bent down, and started licking the cum dripping out of me like he couldn’t stop until I was completely clean.ANNA’S POV
Ryan groaned softly as he shifted beside me, his arm sliding around my waist like he wasn’t ready to let me go, pulling me flush against him until I could feel every bit of him, and then, without warning, he slipped his cock inside me again. My breath hitched instantly.
“Ryan,” I said quickly, my voice low but urgent, “take it out.”
He didn’t even flinch. “Let me stay like this for a while,” he murmured against my hair, his breath warm on my ear. “I’ve got some minutes left before eleven.”
I stiffened a little because I wasn’t comfortable with it, not right now, but I stayed anyway, my mind already trying to push the words out that I had been rehearsing in my head for hours. “Ryan, I started slowly, keeping my voice steady, “this… this is the last time, okay? I mean it. You shouldn’t bother visiting me again. Let’s just end this here and now.”
Even as I said it, it didn’t sound right, even to my own ears, the words feeling heavy and awkward, but I just had to get them out, I had to make myself say them, because if I didn’t, I was afraid I’d never be able to.
Instead of arguing like I thought he would, Ryan chuckled quietly, which honestly threw me off. “If you think you can stay away from me after today,” he said with that calm confidence that always made me nervous, “then go ahead and try it.”
My brows drew together as I turned my head a little to look at him. “What do you mean by that?”
He didn’t answer. He just gave me that small, knowing smirk, the kind that made it seem as if he knew something I didn’t, and let me wonder. His fingers moved instead, pinching lightly at my nipples, making me flinch at the sudden spark of sensation, and then he lowered his head and pressed his mouth to my collarbone, sucking slowly, not rushing anything, not trying to start something more, just… staying there.
It wasn’t about movement. He wasn’t thrusting or anything like that. It was just him holding me, his hand massaging my breast lazily, his cock still inside me as if he didn’t want to break that connection, like it meant something deeper to him than I could understand in that moment.
We stayed like that for what felt like forever, neither of us speaking, just breathing in the same rhythm. I almost forgot about the rest of the world while my mind was drifting until my phone buzzed beside me. I reached for it without thinking, and then froze when I saw the caller ID.
Mom.
My stomach dropped and my heart instantly started pounding in my ears. “Shit,” I muttered under my breath, the panic already setting in when I saw it was a video call. Not just a call, a video call!
“Ryan,” I hissed, my voice breaking with urgency, “get your cock out of me, now!!!”
But Ryan just held me tighter, his lips brushing my ear as he let out a low groan like he wasn’t ready to move. “No.”
“Ryan, I’m serious,” I tried to push at his chest, but he didn’t budge.
“I’m not leaving you yet,” he said, his tone stubborn but soft. “Nor when I’ve barely had time with you.”
“This isn’t the time for this-” I started, but he cut me off.
Anna, listen to me,” he whispered firmly, making it sound as if he wanted every word to sink in. “I’m not ready to leave you. You’re my warmth, and I need that before I go back to my cold, empty bed at home.”
I could barely process his words because the phone kept ringing in my hand, the sound loud enough to make my pulse race even faster. My thumb hovered over the screen while I tried again to shove at him, but he wouldn’t move. He wasn’t even trying to hide that he was staying exactly where he wanted to be.
“Ryan, please,” I begged, iny voltée dropping, but he just gave a sigall shake of his head and kept his mouth near my ear. breathing me in.
The call finally cut off, leaving only the deafening sound of my own heartbeat patinding in my ears. I barely had a second to breathe before it started ringing again.
My hands were shaking now. I knew I couldn’t let it go unanswered a second time, if I did, she’d get suspicious. I met Ryon’s eyes one last time, hoping he’d read the panic in mine and finally let go, but he didn’t. Instead, he stayed right there, his eyes steady on me as if he was daring me to do something.
I swallowed hard, swiped to answer, and Moin’s face filled the screen.
ANNA’S POV
I turned off my camera as fast as I could so Mom wouldn’t be able to see anything, but I could still see her clearly on my screen. She looked like she was in a hotel room, hair tied back, face bare, and that tired look in her eyes as if she hadn’t been sleeping properly. The second her face showed up, her voice followed. “Anna baby,” she said softly, and I felt my heart clench because she sounded so genuinely concerned.
“Why won’t you turn on your camera?” she asked. “Let me see your face.”
“I was about to use the toilet when you called,” I lied quickly, my voice a little shaky as I tried to keep my face steady and neutral. “I just grabbed the phone so you wouldn’t think I was ignoring you.”.
In reality, I was still very much on the bed, completely naked, lying on my side while Ryan stayed behind me, his hand cupping my breast, his lips sucking on my nipple again, and worst of all, his cock still buried deep inside me, slowly, torturously sliding in and out as if he was daring me to make a sound.
I clenched my teeth to hold in the moan I could feel rising in my throat.
Mom started asking me regular stuff. “Are you okay in the dorm? Do you like the environment? Are the girls nice?”
“Yeah,” I replied quickly, still struggling to keep my voice from shaking. “It’s okay.”
Her voice got softer. “I just wanted to say I’m really sorry… for letting things get so out of control between you and Ryan. I trusted him. I truly believed he’d take care of you, not…” she paused for a second, looking away, “not confuse you like this.”
Ryan didn’t say anything, but I could feel the tension in his body while he listened to every word, and for some reason, that made him thrust a little deeper, slower, making each stroke feel as if he was marking it to the rhythm of her apology.
“I hope being in the dorm helps you heal,” she continued. “I hope you find your rhythm again, you know? Just… go to class, make new friends, be young. Do things girls your age do. Okay love?”
I swallowed the lump forming in my throat, even as Ryan’s thumb brushed over my nipple again and his lips kissed the back of my shoulder, making my skin burn.
She let out a breath and added, “Your dad and I just stopped by Ryan’s house but he wasn’t around. Has he called you?”
“No,” I said immediately, praying she didn’t hear the in my voice.
Ryan chuckled softly and suddenly thrust into me with a little more force, making my whole body jerk. I closed my eyes, breathing through my nose, trying so hard not to whimper, not to let it show in my face.
“Good,” Mom said. “If he does call, please just… ignore it for now I want things to simmer down. You need space. You need to stay away from him until all these feelings fade. I’ll talk to him myself too.”
I blinked fast, barely hearing her now because Ryan had started sucking on my neck, moving down slowly, then trailing his mouth toward my chest again, his tongue brushing over the other nipple before he climbed on top of me completely, as if he wasn’t going anywhere.
“Anna,” Mom said, her voice dropping lower, more hesitant. “I wanted to ask… and please be honest with me…’
She looked around as if she was checking if anyone was near her before leaning closer to her screen.
“Did Ryan use protection?”
That’s when Ryan pushed into me again, this time deep and hard, and I couldn’t stop the loud gasp that slipped out of my mouth.
“What happened?” Mom asked quickly. “What was that?”
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